Tang Yaocong left, and Zhang Jianyang's mother rushed out of the house, her face was excited and even trembling. Her mother was holding a necklace box in her hand. Just from the gorgeousness of the necklace box, you can confirm that the necklace inside must be extremely expensive. Think about it, who is Tang Yaocong? Will he give you hundreds of dollars?

"You... your friend is gone?"

Looking at his mother's excited look, Zhang Jianyang nodded and said with a smile: "Mom, look at you so happy, what did Brother Tang give you?"

My mother opened the necklace box and an exquisite diamond necklace appeared inside. Under the sunlight, it emitted a dreamy beauty. With Zhang Jianyang's eyes, this diamond necklace was not allowed to be taken down without 500,000 or 600,000 yuan. However, Tang Yaocong said it and gave it away, without blinking, which really made Zhang Jianyang smile bitterly.

Zhang Jianyang smiled bitterly, not this diamond necklace, but Tang Yaocong's favor.

How could Tang Yaocong do some useless achievements? Hundreds of thousands are nothing in his eyes, but Zhang Jianyang must bear his love. This is the emotional offensive that a successful businessman must possess. As long as they are optimistic about a person's potential, they will conduct some emotional offensives on the people around him. The results they receive are absolutely surprising.

At least now when Zhang Jianyang saw the smile on his mother's face, he knew that Tang Yao checked what needs he had next time, and he could not have refused.

The diamond necklace of 500,000 or 600,000 yuan was indeed too expensive for Zhang Jianyang's mother. She said hesitantly: "Jianyang, see if we are going to return it? This... this necklace is too expensive."

Zhang Jianyang stood up, picked up the necklace from the necklace box, put it on for his mother, looked at it, and smiled and said, "What's the matter? I look at this necklace. It's the most suitable mother. You are noble and generous, as if you are ten years younger. Mom, just accept it. Anyway, it's also Brother Tang's intention."

"But, this is too expensive." The mother was still a little nervous. For a woman who only had a gold ring when she got married, it was indeed...

Zhang Jianyang just smiled and waved his hand and said, "There is nothing precious. I'll go out and I won't come back for lunch." It's funny. If my mother knew that just now, she had done a deal of 200 million yuan. I wonder if she would be frightened by this number? For women who have the largest deposit in their lifetime, 200 million yuan would be too shocking.

Seeing Zhang Jianyang pushing the door out, his mother could only remind Zhang Jianyang to be careful, and then happily went back to the house to admire the precious necklace.

When he left the door, Zhang Jianyang suddenly felt a burst of hot eyes staring at him. In the alley, the people who witnessed the scene just now were all looking at Zhang Jianyang in shock. No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't figure out why the Zhang family had changed so much since the Zhang family boy came back.

Zhang Jianyang smiled and greeted the people who stood out and looked out, scaring them all back.

When he arrived at Wang Guoming's house at the other end of the alley, Zhang Jianyang knocked on the door and Wang Wenwei's voice came from inside.

The Wang Guoming family can be said to be a bare wall. The door was not locked, but it was just closed. Zhang Jianyang pushed the door and walked in. It was still nothing like before, and it was a dilapidated courtyard.

"Who?" Wang Wenwei shouted in the room, and some TV sounds came from inside.

Zhang Jianyang walked in with a smile and saw Wang Wenwei wading on the bed, watching TV listlessly.

"Ah, Brother Jianyang!" Wang Wenwei shouted, got up from the bed, maybe pulling the wound, making him groan.

Zhang Jianyang asked him to go back to bed and said, "How is it, it still hurts?"

Wang Wenwei returned to a listless look: "There are still some, and the days now are almost crazy."

Zhang Jianyang pulled a chair and sat in front of Wang Wenwei, took out a cigarette and threw it to him, lit it himself and started to suck the clouds and mist.

Although the doctor repeatedly reminded him not to smoke, after all, Wang Wenwei injured the inner wall of his chest, during this period, Wang Wenwei had already faded his mouth out of the bird. He took it without hesitation, took out the lighter from the head of the bed and lit it, looked around, and said, "Brother Jianyang, are you rich?" He took a sip of it with cherishing words: "The golden immortal, who is small for 200 yuan per pack, tastes really good."

Zhang Jianyang smiled and threw the Jinxian, who had just opened his pockets for a while, and said, "If you like it, take it and smoke it."

Wang Wenwei happily held it away and asked, "Brother Jianyang, don't you have to go to work?"

"This time, I'm here for you." Zhang Jianyang said: "Xiao Wei, do you want to recover soon?"

"Brother Jianyang, what you said is nonsense? Who wants to hang out in bed all day long?"

Zhang Jianyang took out a red potion from his pocket, and the liquid flowing inside was so beautiful that it was shockingly beautiful.

Wang Wenwei suddenly became short of breath and said, "Brother Jianyang, is this... this is a healing potion?" He couldn't believe that for people living in old residential areas, they were injured or sick, and usually only went to private clinics or hospitals, but it was absolutely impossible to use such healing potion. Its expensiveness is that for the poor, no matter how effective it is, they cannot afford it.

To this day, the emergence of pharmacists has broken the traditional medical methods.

For example, this healing agent has very strong repair ability. As long as it is not a fatal injury, it can quickly stop bleeding and heal.

Wang Wenwei has seen this kind of expensive thing before, but he has only seen it like a gangster.

Zhang Jianyang threw the potion to Wang Wenwei and said, "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you apply it on the outside and take it in the inside quickly? I'm still waiting for you to be alive again, so help me do something."

"Jianyang, then I'm not polite." Wang Wenwei just hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, drank half of the healing potion, then took off his clothes, took off the gauze in front of his chest, revealing several bloody wounds in front. The gauze drove the wound, causing Wang Wenwei to sweat coldly. When he applied the healing potion, a cold suddenly pressed down the pain.

"This medicine is really amazing." Wang Wenwei sighed as he felt the subtle sense of healing coming from the wound.

Zhang Jianyang was just laughing. Zhang Jianyang knew the effect of the healing potion prepared by Zhang Jianyang himself. It was definitely better than the one on the market and was considered an enhanced version. With Wang Wenwei's injury, it only takes one or two days to recover as usual. Don't underestimate this potion, it is not cheap. In the Yangshengtang, one is priced at 100,000 yuan, not to mention an enhanced version like Zhang Jianyang.

Treating Wang Wenwei is not only because he was his former playmate, but more importantly, no matter how strong the people in this world are, they cannot withstand many people.

It is impossible to make yourself live a better life, fighting alone.

To be honest, after almost a lifetime of experiencing in the illusion, Zhang Jianyang actually has no ambitions. What he has to do is to restore his peak strength even though he has restored his peak strength. However, it is not a matter of one day or one night. Maybe it is a few years, or maybe more than ten years, and no one can explain it clearly.

In this process, Zhang Jianyang did not want to be the target of being bullied by others.

Naturally, finding some helpers is very important. Healing Wang Wenwei's injuries is only the first step, and the second step is to make him step into the ranks of Star Warriors.

Wang Wenwei is just the first one.

Zhang Jianyang understood this world. In the face of some major forces, he was still too weak. He could be fearless in the Shacheng, but what about leaving the Shacheng? For some big cities, Shacheng is just a barbaric land, and the highest is just a six-star warrior, even a small family in the prosperous area. It can be imagined how vast the world outside the Shacheng is.

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