Chapter 53

"Nothing, nothing!" Zhao Zhiqiang was already used to Tongbei's "heart" working in fits and starts. He knew this guy must have some new function, and it was probably related to what they were doing now. He would understand in a moment, "It's just an old problem. I was injured before, but it will be fine soon!"

"Oh." Gu Quanyou finally understood a bit. He had heard from his wife that the little immortal had vomited blood at the restaurant, which was probably related to this injury. "Should we go to the hospital and check it out?"

"No need." Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, "It will be fine soon."

The two of them didn't eat much, and Gu Quanyou soon took his leave. He had the card, the ID, and the password, and his mind was racing with excitement; he couldn't wait any longer.

Zhao Zhiqiang was also nervous and anxious.

Back in the car, he waited for Tongbei to finish processing. This time, the amount of blood drawn didn't increase, but it consumed over twenty threads of energy, which was twenty times the amount needed for a single processing of spiritual energy! What was it planning to do?

Fortunately, it didn't take long. After about ten minutes, it stopped.

Nothing happened?

Zhao Zhiqiang waited for another half an hour, but really, nothing happened...

"What's going on?" There was no spiritual energy, no other prompts. Twenty times the energy that could be used to process spiritual energy was consumed by it. He thought it must be related to helping Gu Quanyou, but there were no prompts at all.

Gu Quanyou hurriedly got into his car and left.

For him, the sudden windfall of over ten million yuan was a tremendous help.

Because, if he could pay back the eight million yuan loan from the bank today and pay the two million yuan in wages to the workers, even though he had lost a lot of money this year, he wouldn't bring bad luck into the New Year, and his business reputation would still be intact!

This was indeed more important than anything else. Plugging the bank's mouth would make it easier to get a loan from them again.

"Zhiqiang, you're truly my god of wealth!"

It was really strange.

Gu Quanyou couldn't figure it out. Could the little immortal's money have come from the sky?

With the card in hand and the password, even the temporary ID, it couldn't be fake. But when he transferred several million yuan in the VIP room, his heart was at ease!

"Notify the project design department to get everyone on duty. I'll be there in an hour. We have a big project to do the preliminary budget." Gu Quanyou called his secretary and took over two million yuan in cash to the construction site. There were still dozens of people waiting to get paid to go home for the New Year.

...

Zhao Zhiqiang returned to their temporary home in the city for the first time.

A 140-square-meter duplex apartment in the Baihe Garden community, on the third floor.

The furniture and household items were all complete. It was only then that he remembered that neither of them had mentioned that Gu Meiyun was Gu Quanyou's sister.

His younger brother called their father all morning and finally got through.

But his father said he would be back at the latest by tomorrow. There was something at the construction site, and he hung up after a few sentences.

Zhao Zhiqiang tried calling his father again, but the phone was off...

With a bit of worry and irritation, he went to the Bank of China to open an account and deposit the remaining money. Then, he took his mother, whom he had finally convinced, to the most upscale Zijing Square.

Looking at the luxurious and fashionable square, Hua Xuemei was really intimidated. "Daqiang, let's go to Wu'ai Shopping City. The things there are more and cheaper. Do you see anyone like us here?"

Hua Xuemei was used to being frugal. Seeing the wealthy and well-dressed people walking around in the square, she felt out of place. She didn't want to make her two sons unhappy because of her. She looked like a woman in her fifties, even though she was only in her forties, and her serious illness, especially after this hospitalization, had even made her think about death.

However, her eldest son's change gave her hope to live. He was sensible, steady, and could earn money. He knew how to do things, which was great.

The three of them, dressed in clean but overly old clothes, indeed drew many curious looks from customers and staff.

However, Zhao Zhiqiang didn't care, Zhao Zhigang was too excited to notice, and Hua Xuemei could feel it, which was why she was uncomfortable.

"Mom, you're so old now. It's fine that we didn't have money before, but now that we do, why not enjoy it? What's the point of earning money if you don't enjoy it?"

Zhao Zhiqiang had never been to a high-end shopping mall either. He was dazzled by the variety of clothes, bags, and shoes. As long as they were suitable for middle-aged women, he thought his mother would look good in them.

He compared one piece, touched another, but mostly just looked and compared, hardly trying anything on.

His mother kept dodging, asking the price as soon as she entered. The prices, often in the tens of thousands, scared her, a simple rural woman.

"Let's go." Hua Xuemei was scared again by a mid-length coat priced at thirty thousand yuan and turned to leave.

Hua Xuemei, not paying attention, bumped into a woman leaving with clothes in hand.

The woman's handbag got caught between the door and her, tearing it, and Hua Xuemei stepped on the bag!

"Ah!"

Hua Xuemei quickly squatted down to pick it up but was pulled back by the woman.

"Hey, old hag, take your hands off!"

The woman, dressed in Western-style clothes, shouted and pulled Hua Xuemei, "Oh, you don't even know what you look like, yet you come to Zijing to cause trouble. Look, you stepped on my clothes! This is a thirty-thousand-yuan world brand, Laura. You, you, you couldn't even pay for it if you sold yourself!"

At this moment, Zhao Zhigang, who was closest, recognized the woman. She was the mother of Lin Feng, a classmate who was very arrogant and showy. He had seen her once by chance.

Zhao Zhigang quickly stepped in front of his mother, pulled her up, and smiled apologetically at the woman, "I'm sorry, Auntie. This is my mother. I'm Zhao Zhigang, Lin Feng's classmate. I'm sorry, Auntie, it was our fault."

"Oh! An apology is enough—what about the clothes being stepped on? You have to pay for damages, didn't the school teach you that? Hmph, you may be good at studies, but you lack emotional intelligence. Even if you're better than Lin Feng in studies, you'll just be a bookworm in college!"

The woman remembered that the best student in Lin Feng's class was named Zhao Zhigang, a very down-to-earth name.

Zhao Zhigang's face turned purple with anger!

A surge of anger rushed to his head.

He hated being called a "bookworm" the most. In fact, his good grades didn't come from spending a lot of time studying. He wasn't just a bookworm; his sports performance was also excellent, and he was the main player on the class basketball team, even pushing out Lin Feng, who considered himself the second coming of Hanamichi. If not for his slim build, he might have made the school team!

"Fat woman, who are you calling an old hag? I think you're the old hag. Who are you calling a bookworm, you...!" Zhao Zhigang, already angry at his mother being insulted, snapped and pushed the woman out of the door, into the hallway.

In the rush, the woman's cashmere skirt got caught on the artistic radiator at the door, tearing a large hole.

"You, you tore my skirt! You're taking advantage of me... little brat~!" The woman, seeing the long tear in her skirt, panicked and lunged at Zhao Zhigang.

Zhao Zhigang, like his brother, would never hit a woman. He had only pushed her out of the door to keep her away from his mother and to scare her a bit. But what to do if she attacked? His brother wasn't back yet...

At this moment, a beautiful figure emerged from behind the onlookers, pushing the fat woman's arm aside and standing in front of Zhao Zhigang.

"Ha, Madam, what advantage are you taking? Who tore your skirt? Open your fish eyes and look. You got it caught on the radiator yourself, and you're blaming others. Are you just looking for trouble?"

Lin Xuerou, dressed elegantly, looked like a beautiful princess, forming a stark contrast to the fat woman's heavy makeup. Her presence was so captivating that even the fat woman was stunned.

Who is this girl?

The onlookers also noticed and burst into laughter.

Zhao Zhiqiang, coming out of the restroom nearby, saw this and smiled. He didn't expect the sunny and beautiful Lin Xuerou to be so capable in a verbal confrontation with a hag!

PS: Two updates today. I'm heading back home to celebrate my mother's birthday! Thank you, Feidao, for your support, and thank you to all my readers for your support. The recent revisions and saved drafts are no longer useful. I'll work hard to update more when I return. We're almost at the 3,000 mark. Thank you again. More requests for good fortune and success!