Chapter 9

Unfortunately, the car windows were tightly closed, and there was no way to see Wenjing.

The shiny black Rolls-Royce glided silently, followed closely by the large SUV, which soon disappeared into the night.

"Your friend?" The stern middle-aged man in the Rolls-Royce suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"Friend?"

"Yes." Wenjing's response was very firm.

"You actually have friends." The stern middle-aged man seemed surprised by Wenjing's confident tone.

"Yes, they are all very good, and they are very loyal."

"What does Wang Chun do?"

"Security guard."

"Hmm, this guy is quite generous and not an ordinary person. What about the slick one?"

"He... a thief." Wenjing hesitated for a moment.

"Thief?" The middle-aged man frowned.

"Yes."

"Also your friend?"

"Yes." Wenjing's tone was very firm, without any hesitation.

"Good." After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said two words, but it was hard to tell if they were praise or criticism.

"I need one day."

"Why?"

"Wang Chun is in a bit of trouble..."

"If it's something you can handle, he doesn't deserve to be your friend."

"But..."

"I don't care if it's one day more or less, but if you stay one more day, you'll never contact them again in your life. To be a friend of the Wen family, you need to have some skills."

"You agree for them to be my friends?" Wenjing's face showed surprise.

"I'm glad you have friends." The stern middle-aged man's face showed a hint of a smile.

"Thank you, Dad, thank you, Dad..."

"How long has it been since you called me Dad?" The middle-aged man's face showed a hint of affection.

"Dad, I..."

"Six months ago, I knew you were here."

"Ah..." Wenjing's face froze.

"I know you enjoy your free and easy life now, so I didn't disturb you. However, there are some things you will eventually have to do."

"I understand, I am a Wen!" Wenjing said firmly, with a solemn expression.

"Yes, you are a Wen. Many things are already predetermined, and this is the responsibility of the Wen family."

"England or America?"

"Europe. Europe is the birthplace of vampires and werewolves, at the top of the pyramid of mutated human families. To resist their infiltration into the East, we need to start from Europe. Are you ready?"

"Ready!" Wenjing's calm gaze suddenly turned sharp and deadly.

"Do you need me to train your friends?"

"Thank you, Dad, they are ordinary people, and I don't want them to get involved."

"Alright."

...

"Once, a real tycoon was in front of me, but I didn't cherish him. After losing him, I regretted it deeply. If I had another chance, I would say three words to that tycoon: I'm with you. If I had to add a time limit to this, I would say: one! ten! thousand! years!" Shi Xiaobao stared in the direction the Rolls-Royce had disappeared, with a devout look on his face.

"Too late, Wen Tycoon is already gone." Wang Chun felt a splitting headache, and the middle-aged man's gaze seemed to have seen through his organs, causing his headache to flare up again.

"Phew! Tycoon, my grandma, for two years, he hasn't even treated us to a meal. Wearing clothes and shoes worth tens of thousands, he still had the nerve to let us pay the bill..." Shi Xiaobao, who had been devout, suddenly turned angry and indignant.

"It's not that he didn't want to pay, but you always ran faster than a rabbit when it came to paying. Since he's a tycoon, he naturally doesn't care who pays." Wang Chun pounded his aching head.

"Ah, the tycoon is gone, and we two poor guys should also lose some weight. Let's skip the late-night snack." Shi Xiaobao pulled out over two hundred yuan from his pocket, gave half to Wang Chun, and said, "This is all my property, half for each of us."

"Hehe, thank you, thank you." Wang Chun, who was penniless, naturally accepted it with a smile.

"Don't worry, once I pull off a big job, I'll make sure you and Brother Bao eat well and drink well every day."

"Be careful." Wang Chun didn't bother to persuade Shi Xiaobao because he knew that Shi Xiaobao treated his profession as a career, and it would be easier to kill him than to make him quit.

"By the way, what about that money?" Shi Xiaobao asked.

"Let's find Manager Chen first." Wang Chun's expression turned gloomy, and his headache worsened.

"In my opinion, you won't get that money. Don't waste your time. Just work quietly; at least it's a decent job, unlike me, who has to hide all the time."

"Haha... Brother Bao is actually advising me to be good now. What's wrong with the world?"

"Pickpockets usually advise women to reform after the fact." Shi Xiaobao laughed.

"Even a dog can't produce an elephant. By the way, how's the Yan Gun thing?"

"It's fine. Those guys were scared to death. Yesterday, I was lucky on the No. 2 bus and ran into two of Yan Gun's brothers. When they saw me, guess what they did?"

"What did they do?"

"They bowed and called me Brother Bao, and even offered me a cigarette. I was almost scared to death, thinking they might stab me." Shi Xiaobao looked terrified.

"Ha ha ha... a bunch of cowards!" Wang Chun laughed.

"Hehe, after the battle on Gaoshan Street, I, Shi Xiaobao, became famous. Many of my peers call me Brother Bao, it's really great!"

"Brother Bao is awesome! Brother Bao, it's getting late, time to go to bed."

"Brother Chun, you should also go to bed early, don't hurt your body."

...

After exchanging some flattery, they both went home in high spirits.

After Shi Xiaobao's figure disappeared into the alley, Wang Chun took out his phone and tried to call Manager Chen.

It was already past three in the morning, and what surprised Wang Chun was that Manager Chen's phone, which was usually off, was now on.

"Beep beep..."

After the call connected, Manager Chen didn't answer, but he didn't hang up either.

Wang Chun called several times, and after five attempts, the call was finally answered.

"Manager Chen..."

"Wang Chun, why are you calling now? I've been looking for you all day." Manager Chen sounded as if nothing was wrong.

"My phone was broken, I'm really sorry, Manager Chen. Manager Chen, my [***] bonus..."

"Oh... the money has been ready for a long time. I called you, but you didn't answer. Are you free now? Why don't you come and get it?"

"Free, free." Wang Chun was overjoyed and nodded eagerly. "Manager Chen, where are you?"

"I'm in room 3288 at Greek Mythology. Come and get it. By the way, use the back door; I'll have someone leave it open for you."

"Okay, I'll be there right away, right away!"

Wang Chun hung up and immediately ran.

From where Shi Xiaobao lived to Greek Mythology, it was at most a thirty-minute walk, but Wang Chun ran and arrived in just over ten minutes.

After the Greek Mythology KTV closed, the main entrance was locked, and there was an employee entrance at the back.

Wang Chun quickly reached the back door of Greek Mythology.

The back door was open, dark and empty.

Just as Wang Chun was about to enter, he suddenly noticed several cars parked by the back door.

Although Wang Chun couldn't afford a car, he was familiar with cars and was particularly sensitive to license plates due to his profession.

He didn't recognize these cars.

It was already past closing time, so why were there so many cars still parked there?

Almost instinctively, Wang Chun stopped.

Could this be a trap set by Manager Chen?

Wang Chun quietly retreated to the alley next to Greek Mythology and called Manager Chen.

"Manager Chen..."

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"Manager Chen, it's too late. Why don't you give me the money tomorrow?"

"Wang Chun, I've already resigned and will be leaving for SHA City in the morning. You'd better come over quickly."

"Oh... then I'll be there soon."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up, Wang Chun was in a dilemma.

It seemed more likely that Manager Chen had set a trap, but if he didn't go, he would be giving up the bonus.

What should he do?

For 90,000 yuan, he would take the risk!

For Wang Chun, 90,000 yuan was enough to make him take the risk, and even if they didn't give him the money, they would at most beat him up.

Wang Chun gritted his teeth, found a stone nearby, and held it in his hand. Although it was just a stone, it was better than nothing.

After adjusting his mood, Wang Chun entered the back door of Greek Mythology.

The moment Wang Chun walked into the familiar workplace, he had a sense of entering a hell on earth.

His headache worsened.

This damned headache!

Would he really have to go through a time travel to get rid of this terrible headache?

Wang Chun suddenly stopped.

If he really went back to his previous life, why would he risk being beaten for 90,000 yuan?

Suddenly, Wang Chun had a moment of clarity.

Whether he went back to his normal life or traveled back to the Qin Dynasty, the events that had happened would not repeat, including the incident on Gaoshan Street.

Most importantly, the 90,000 yuan he had won would disappear if he went back to his previous life, and even if he got the money, he couldn't take it with him after time travel.

Thinking about this, Wang Chun realized that the current risk was meaningless, and he could simply wait until September 1st to return to his previous life.

Because of his headache, Wang Chun's desire to return to his previous life grew stronger.

Forget it!

After thinking it through, Wang Chun didn't continue inside but quietly retreated.

Often, things don't go as planned.

Just as Wang Chun was about to leave, two tall figures blocked the back door.

"Click," the corridor light turned on.

At the back door, five burly men stood, each holding a sharp machete, the metal blades glinting with a chilling light.

"Hehe... where's Manager Chen?" Wang Chun lowered his head, with a fawning smile.

"He's inside." A middle-aged man with a buzz cut stared coldly at Wang Chun.

"Forget it, I don't want the money, I don't want it... just give it to the brothers, for tea, for tea..." Wang Chun bowed and tried to leave.

PS: If we top the new book chart, I'll add 10,000 more words immediately!

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