I fell for it after hanging out with scum

Qin Shang turned around and realized that Zhang Gaoren was talking about him.

Qin Shang pointed at himself: "Me?"

Zhang Gaoren nodded, "It's you..."

Qin Shang squinted at Zhang Gaoren, "Why did you let me go?"

Zhang Gaoren said in a light and ethereal tone, "You are the most suitable candidate in this room."

Qin Shang blurted out: "God stick..."

There was a light and fluttering sound, but it fell into the ears of the three people downstairs.

Zhang Gaoren lowered his face, "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

Fang Zhongjing opened his mouth: "Qin Shang, apologize to Zhang Gaoren."

Qin Shang stood still.

Fang Zhongjing's sharp eyes shot like ice skates, and he said in a deep voice, "Apologize..."

Qin Shang didn't take the loss in front of him, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "Oh, I'm sorry."

Zhang Gaoren snorted out of his nose, because of Fang Zhongjing's presence, he couldn't have a seizure.

Fang Zhongjing asked: "Zhang Gaoren, what should I do?"

Zhang Gaoren didn't hold back anymore, "It's not difficult, let him walk to Changqing Temple, consecrate the God of Wealth, and then hug him back."

Fang Zhongjing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Changqing Temple?"

Zhang Gaoren caught the deep look in Fang Zhongjing's eyes, and explained: "It's a little far away, but you can't be careless about asking the God of Wealth, maybe it will affect your fortune in the future."

Fang Zhongjing remained silent.

Jiang Qiao chimed in: "Brother Jing, if Zhang Gaoren said that Qin Shang is suitable, he must be right. You have seen how effective his words are."

Seeing that Fang Zhongjing didn't express his opinion, Jiang Qiao said, "Besides, it's not too difficult to just let Qin Shang go to Changqing Temple for consecration."

Fang Zhongjing looked towards the second floor, Qin Shang's thin body was standing in the corridor, his eyes were dim and he couldn't see the light.

Fang Zhongjing pondered for a moment, then said to Qin Shang: "Come down..."

Qin Shang gritted his teeth suddenly.

He had heard of this Changqing Temple, and it was a long way from Fang's house, and it took at least four hours to walk back and forth.

In other words, he has to walk for four hours.

Qin Shang shook his head, "I don't..."

Fang Zhongjing's tone was a bit heavier, "Come down..."

Qin Shang took two steps back and pressed against the wall, "I won't go, it's my life."

Normal people may not be able to bear it, let alone a cancer patient.

Jiang Qiao raised his head and looked at Qin Shang with displeasure, "You eat Brother Jing's and drink Brother Jing's, are you not willing to pay for this?"

Qin Shang counterattacked: "You are also eating free food at Fang's house, why don't you go?"

Jiang Qiao was swayed and glared at Qin Shang.

Fang Zhongjing put his hands in his pockets, and his words were too strong to be refuted: "Qin Shang, I am not discussing with you."

Qin Shang's fingers that were gripping the wall turned white.

Fang Zhongjing said lightly, "Just do what Zhang Gaoren said."

Qin Shang took a deep breath, said "I won't go", turned around and ran back to the room, and locked the door from the inside.

He put his back against the door, thought for a while, and pushed the wooden table behind the door.

Not long after, Fang Zhongjing's voice came from outside the door, "Open the door yourself."

Qin Shang didn't listen, and climbed back to bed, covering himself with the quilt.

Fang Zhongjing counted down: "Three two..."

For a while, there was no movement outside the door.

Qin Shang felt cold all over, and wrapped himself even tighter with the quilt.

The key sounded, and the sound of inserting the door was very clear in the silent environment.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and at the same time the wooden table fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Qin Shang's body shook slightly.

Footsteps came unhurriedly to the bed, and then, the quilt was lifted over the head.

Fang Zhongjing looked down at Qin Shang from a high position: "Are you bold?"

Qin Shang huddled into a small ball on the bed and did not answer.

Fang Zhongjing's face was as gentle as ever, but his strength was ruthless. He grabbed Qin Shang's hair and dragged him from the bed.

Qin Shang grabbed Fang Zhongjing's hand in pain, "Let me go!"

Fang Zhongjing's tone remained unchanged, "Zhang Gaoren said that you are the most suitable candidate, do you understand how to do it?"

Qin Shang insisted: "I won't go..."

Fang Zhongjing said with more force, "Qin Shang, don't make me angry."

Qin Shang was unwilling to compromise.

He went on this trip, and he really wanted to lose half his life.

Qin Shang simply closed his eyes, "You can kill me, you will die if you go or not, I would rather die here now."

Fang Zhongjing stared at him for a long time, his eyes were so deep that it was almost suffocating, "Are you really not going?"

Qin Shang didn't say another word.

"it is good……"

Fang Zhongjing let go, and Qin Shang fell back on the bed, breathing heavily.

Fang Zhongjing said above his head: "You will come to me."

When Fang Zhongjing left, Qin Shang supported the head of the bed and sat up with lingering fear.

Fang Zhongjing didn't do anything to him like before.

Qin Shang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly remembered what Jiang Qiao reminded him of when he heard the lecture that day.

Qin Shang opened the drawer and took out a bank card from the bottom iron box.

This was given to him by Fang Zhongjing a long time ago, and there are at least a few million in it.

Now that this is the case, it's time for him to plan for himself.

Qin Shang didn't sleep all night. Early the next morning, he took out his bank card and went downstairs.

Before going out, the housekeeper stopped him, "I need to report to Young Master Fang."

Qin Shang nodded, with no abnormal expression on his face, "Tell Fang Zhongjing that I'm going out for a while."

The butler went to report, and came back after a while, with a bodyguard behind him.

As expected, Qin Shang casually followed the bodyguards, turned around and went out.

When he came to the bank, Qin Shang first used his ID card to get a new bank card, and then pushed the card Fang Zhongjing gave him into the window.

Qin Shang said politely: "Hello, I want to transfer all the money in this card to this card."

After waiting for a while, the staff frowned.

This tiny movement made Qin Shang's heart skip a beat.

The staff member said: "Sorry, this bank card has been frozen."

Qin Shang was stunned, "What?"

The staff pushed the card back with a look of helplessness.

Holding the card, Qin Shang walked out of the bank in a daze, and finally understood the meaning of what Fang Zhongjing said last night.

At noon, Qin Shang returned to Fang's house.

At this time, Fang Zhongjing was writing in the study.

Qin Shang came to the study, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Young Master Fang..."

There was no response.

Qin Shang took a little breath and knocked on the door again, "Young Master Fang, I have something to look for you."

Still ignored.

Qin Shang stood at the door and knocked for an unknown amount of time, until the back of his hand hurt, and the door in front of him finally opened.

Jiang Qiao crossed his arms and leaned against the door, "Brother Jing said, he wants to write quietly now, without seeing anyone."

Qin Shang looked in through the gap in the door, and Fang Zhongjing was standing in front of the desk, writing like flowing water.

With a provocative smile, Jiang Qiao said, "If you want to see him, just obediently wait here."

After speaking, the study door closed again.

Qin Shang tightly squeezed the card in his hand, and stood outside the door, motionless.

The windows at the end were wide open, and the cold wind rushed in relentlessly, mixed with sharp frost.

Standing in the hallway for over an hour.

As time passed, Qin Shang's legs became numb, as if it wasn't his legs.

After another half an hour, the door of the study finally opened.

Fang Zhongjing's voice drifted out slowly, "Come in..."

Qin Shang stretched his legs and strode into the study.

Fang Zhongjing just made the last stroke, picked up the rice paper, and gave it to Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao smiled sweetly, "Thank you Brother Jing..."

Jiang Qiao carefully held it in his hand, and when he passed by Qin Shang, his expression suddenly turned cold.

The door was closed from the outside.

Qin Shang went straight to the point and said, "Is it your fault that the bank card was frozen?"

Fang Zhongjing picked up the handkerchief and wiped his slender fingers, "I told you, you will come to me." Not only Qin Shang knew that the money would come in handy, but Fang Zhongjing knew better.

Qin Shang hoarsely said, "If I go, can you unfreeze the card?"

Fang Zhongjing threw the crumpled handkerchief into the trash can, "Of course, if you behave well."

The implication is that if the performance is not good, he will never get the money.

Qin Shang pursed the corners of his mouth, remained silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll go."