He walks the career path in Shurachang

A week passed in a blink of an eye. On Friday afternoon, Shang Heng greeted Sister Li, and was about to leave Huaimeng Building, go to the old building, and completely eliminate the family of vampires.

When passing by the elevator entrance, they bumped into several newcomers who were in the same period as Shang Heng. The leader, Zou Ting, gave him a wink, and someone blocked Shang Heng's way with his hand.

"I heard that you rejected Sister Li's draft proposal?" Zou Ting stroked the shiny silver earring on his left ear, squinted at Shang Heng, and said with a smile, "You still have self-knowledge. No oil bottle, but we will be very distressed."

Shang Heng shrugged nonchalantly: "Yes, yes, you are right."

He gently lifted the arm blocking him, stepped into the elevator, and waved to them with a smile: "Come on, little carrot heads."

With a ding, the elevator door closed and went down.

"He said who is the little carrot head!" The newcomer was indignant, "Isn't it just relying on currying favor with Shang Lin Yingdi, and I didn't know clearly with Mr. Gu before, this kind of person who only has a face but no ability, why should he be suppressed?" Let's go together?"

"Sister Li hangs around him all day long, what are we? They are all artists under Sister Li's subordinates, and Sister Li is required to be selected for the draft spot, but he is fine, and he won't want it if he is in front of him!"

Zou Ting intended to kill Shang Heng's prestige, but unexpectedly punched the cotton, and frowned:

"Forget it, anyway, he doesn't have a share in the draft. The men's team draft is the company's main project. Before, I was worried that Sister Li would push him to the C position. Who knew that this guy was a fool, and he gave up on his own."

The newcomer around him flattered: "This is not just a way to give way to Brother Ting. When we have the opportunity to be exposed, we will naturally prove who is really capable and who is worthy of praise."

"That's right, Shang Heng's current enthusiasm comes and goes quickly. When the time comes, he will regret it. Maybe he will come back and beg us to let him join. Let's see if he will be as dragging as he is today!"

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The lazy afternoon sun fell on the gray brick walls of the old building, dirty old furniture was piled up in the cramped alleys, and the trash cans exuded an indescribable strange smell in the hot air.

Wearing a peaked cap and carrying a black travel bag, Shang Heng calmly walked through the narrow alley under the clothes drying pole. The corners of the walls that were not seen all year round were covered with thick dust and cobwebs.

From the window on the top floor of the old building, Shang Baobao stretched out his fat arm, aiming at the slingshot to hit the window of the opposite house, looked down at Shang Heng, and shouted, "Mom and Dad, the money finally came!"

"Where is it?" The adoptive father got up from the bed cursing, leaned on the window and looked down, "Did the kid call someone?"

Shang Baobao: "Just one person, carrying a big black bag, looking heavy, it must be full of money!"

The adoptive father rubbed his hands excitedly:

"Forget that he is sensible, when we get the money, let's go to have a big meal immediately. With this money, I can make a comeback. Last time I saw that the Bentley that surnamed Wen was sitting in was good. When I win him a few hundred Wan, we can also build a car to drive, how cool it is!"

There is no air conditioner in the house, and the electricity has been cut off due to arrears of electricity bills. The adoptive mother is holding a string in her hand, and the other end is tied to the only ceiling fan in the house. Fearing that the youngest son will be hot, she manually turns the ceiling fan a little. No wind.

The adoptive mother fanned the wind with a small broken fan: "Keep your voice down, if you hear the debt collector, you will suffer if you take the money away..."

"What are you afraid of?" The adoptive father greedily counted the sound of Shang Heng's steps going upstairs.

"With this cash cow, are you afraid that you will have no money to spend in the future? It is only natural for a son to support his elders. If I ask him for it, would he dare not give it to me? Sigh, I was really a genius back then, and I came up with this trick..."

The adoptive mother coughed twice unnaturally: "Someone is here."

The rusted iron door was not locked, and Shang Heng opened it with a push. He stepped into the house with a black travel bag in his hand.

The door is wide open, and the afternoon sun diffuses in, arousing countless suspended dust, dancing in the light.

From the moment he appeared, the eyes of the three adoptive parents stuck to the travel bag in his hand like glue, the adoptive father smiled and rubbed his hands, and was about to grab the bag when he got close, but was separated by Shang Heng.

The adoptive father gave him a dissatisfied look: "What's your attitude, son of a bitch? How much did you bring? You don't want to dismiss us casually!"

"It's 100 million inside."

Shang Heng carried the travel bag and weighed it, and the sound of big stacks of banknotes rubbing against each other was heavy, which was heard in the ears of adoptive parents, it was extremely beautiful.

The adoptive mother smiled brightly: "Xiao Heng, Mom already knows that you are capable, and you got another one million so easily. Did that boyfriend named Wen give it to you? Count it for me!"

Shang Heng said coldly: "You don't have to worry about how I got it, you just promise me that once you get the money, you will go away immediately and leave this city, and you are never allowed to come back, and you are not allowed to look for me again, and you are not allowed to talk to me again." The outside world revealed our relationship."

There was a thin layer of sweat on the collarbone, and he impatiently straightened his collar to ventilate:

"If it wasn't because I'm going to be on a new live show soon, do you think I would talk to you?"

The adoptive father and adoptive mother looked at each other, their eyes flickering, and the adoptive father rolled his eyes: "Xiaoheng, you don't know that the debt we owe is 200 million, and this 100 million is not enough."

Shang Heng narrowed his eyes: "I said it well that day, didn't I only pay you the interest, and you figure out the rest yourself? Why did you change your mind now?"

The adoptive mother followed up and said: "The debt collection is very important. If we don't pay back the money, we will take one of our hands off. How can this be done! Besides, in addition to paying off the debt, we need a house to live in, food and clothing. Yes, Baobao needs to change to a better school, a mere 100 million, how can it be enough?"

The adoptive father was impatient: "Anyway, you don't have several boyfriends, so just ask for some points! Since it's your boyfriend, he's a junior, so it's only natural to respect us!"

Shang Baobao pouted: "I haven't bought the racing car I saw last time!"

Shang Heng's temples were throbbing: "No boyfriend, only 100 million, take the money and get lost, there is not a single word more!"

The adoptive father snorted coldly: "Little brat, aren't you going to be on a new show soon? Aren't you going to be rich if you're on a new show? What are you pretending to be?"

"This 100 million is enough for us for one month at most, and if we bring another 100 million next month, we will leave, otherwise, we will go to your show together as guests!"

Shang Heng said angrily: "Are you threatening me?"

The adoptive father sneered: "Who gave you a bite to eat and brought you back to raise you? Who gave you good food and drink for you to go to school? You white-eyed wolf! Ingratitude and treachery! Believe it or not, I will tell everyone Spit on you!"

Shang Heng laughed back angrily: "It's obvious that I have been working odd jobs since I was a child, not only earning tuition fees, but also taking care of all the housework in the family, it is obvious that you owe gambling debts, and you have to use me to pay off the debts, and it is obvious that you have been beating and scolding at every turn! "

"I don't have the ability, but I am a good hand at turning black and white!"

"You!" The adoptive father blushed and had a thick neck, grabbed a folding stool at hand, and hit Shang Heng——

Unexpectedly, Shang Heng didn't dodge or dodge, he barely raised his arm and received the blow. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and a few red marks appeared on his arm.

"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son!" The adoptive father threw away the stool, went to look for a rolling pin as thick as a baby's arm, kept greeting Shang Heng, and at the same time grabbed the travel bag containing the money in his hand——

Suddenly, the old door slammed into the wall with a bang, creaked and trembled, and a few pieces of old paint rustled off.

"Yo? Are you trash finally willing to pay back the money?" A few big and thick men walked in from the door.

The leading brawny man had a scar on his brow bone, which was terrifyingly ugly.

"Hehe, 100 million? It's barely enough to fit between the teeth. Someone, bring it to me, and treat it as if they paid the interest!"

The face of the adoptive parents changed drastically in an instant, and the aura of beating Shang Heng just now disappeared in a blink of an eye, trembling lips: "You...Brother...how did you come here? Didn't you agree that I will send you the money in a few days? ?"

The man with the scar was holding a thick baseball bat in his hand, and banged on the door frame, which made the hearts of several people in the room sink.

"It's better to hit the day than to choose the day. I think today is the right time to pay back the money. Don't think that I don't know that you have money and just gamble. Bring the money quickly, otherwise, you two, two arms, I will keep my word!"

The adoptive father was shocked, and pointed at Shang Heng tremblingly: "Brother, he is my son, the money is with him, he has money, you can find him! He has a lot of money! He will pay back the principal with interest!"

"Oh? Really?" The man with the scar squinted at Shang Heng, "How about this, 100 million for an arm, you discuss it, who will it be for?"

He sent someone to fetch a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and slashed it on the corner of the wooden table, making a muffled sound. The blade was too blunt, barely embedded in half.

The adoptive mother tightly protected Shang Baobao: "Don't cut off our arms, Shang Heng, give them the money quickly!"

Shang Baobao was so frightened that he burst into tears: "Cut him, don't cut me!"

Shang Heng lowered his eyes slightly, without saying a word, the black peaked cap covered his eyes, revealing only a corner of his mouth with a wry smile.

His hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly, his thin body was as fragile as a piece of thin paper, looking desperate and helpless.

"Here is the money, take it away."

Shang Heng raised his head slowly, raised his arms, and threw the heavy travel bag up to the ceiling. The belt hooked the blades of the ceiling fan, and began to rotate with the ceiling fan!

For a moment, the money bag attracted everyone's attention, several strong men and adoptive parents subconsciously chased the money bag and raised their hands to reach it——

Shang Heng put one hand in his pocket, took advantage of the gap, stepped out of the door, locked the door with his backhand, gestured to the other side of the corridor, lifted his peaked cap, and revealed a vague smile on the corner of his lips.

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In that room, several people in the room were fighting for 100 million. In the end, the strong man with the scars held a baseball bat and beat the fierce adoptive parents to their knees and begged for mercy.

His subordinates took off the travel bag on the ceiling fan, opened it excitedly, and suddenly his face changed, he was stunned, his eyes widened: "Brother... this... this..."

"how?"

The man with the scar and the adoptive parents looked at the money bag at the same time, and saw that there were colorful and neat piles of piles, and unexpectedly...

"Why are they all ghost coins!!!"

The man with the scar was furious, he picked up the kitchen knife and wanted to find Shang Heng's bad luck, but the door was locked from the outside!

"Bastard! Where's the key! I'm going to kill that brat today!"

The adoptive parents tremblingly found the key, and the moment they opened the door, they suddenly saw several policemen in police uniforms, pulling the trigger with their hands, with the muzzle of the black hole pointing down, blocking everyone in the house.

With a bang, the man with the scar scarred the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Police! Don't move!" The serious-looking policemen rushed into the house without saying a word, and wiped out a group of people.

"We received a report that there are evil forces here, you all return to the bureau to assist me in the investigation!"

The adoptive parents were dumbfounded, and stammered: "Officer, we are good citizens, and they are the bad ones! We are the victims!"

The adoptive mother screamed: "Yes, yes, you can't catch us! Let me tell you, my son has a very powerful boyfriend! You can't afford it!"

"Several police officers."

A gentle voice suddenly sounded at the door, and Rong Zhi in a black suit stood beside Shang Heng, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, shining slightly in the sunlight.

He held Shang Heng's wrist, and pointed to the obvious bruises and scars on his arm.

"I am Mr. Shang's lawyer. My client has suffered severe physical and mental injuries just now, and has been abused by his adoptive parents for a long time."

"I request an immediate injury appraisal of my client, file a lawsuit against the two perpetrators, and apply for termination of the adoption relationship between the two parties."

The adoptive parents turned pale, and their eyes widened in disbelief: "You...you unfilial son! You bastard! I am your father! This is my housework! How dare you sue me?"

The only Shang Baobao who was not controlled by the police rushed out, pointed at Shang Heng's nose and yelled: "How dare you lie to your parents! You are finished, I will find a reporter to expose you now! Let's see how you will be on the show tomorrow!"

Shang Heng narrowed his eyes and smiled slowly: "I'm so scared."