If it's just because of this, then you'll underestimate Jia Zhang too much.

Early the next morning, it was still dawn, and the entire courtyard was still shrouded in tranquility. Jia Zhang rushed to Yi Zhonghai's house with a stick.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, "bang bang". The knocking sound was particularly loud in this quiet morning, alarming several neighbors around her. Some of them even opened windows and poked their heads out to see what was going on early in the morning.

Yi Zhonghai was sleeping soundly in the room, and was woken up by the knock on the door. He rubbed his eyes in a daze, feeling a little unhappy. He asked loudly while wearing his clothes, "Who? Why knock on the door so early? Is it still possible to let people sleep."

Jia Zhang replied at the front of his voice outside the door: "Lao Yi, it's me, Jia Zhang, please open the door quickly and find you if you have something to do."

When Yi Zhonghai heard that it was Jia Zhang, his heart skipped a beat. Thinking about what she was going to do in the early morning, she was going to make trouble again, but there was no way, so he could only pull his shoes and open the door. As soon as the door opened, Yi Zhonghai yawned and said, "Jia Zhang, it's just dawn. You can't talk about anything later. I haven't eaten yet and am about to get some food."

Jia Zhang, however, seemed to have not heard Yi Zhonghai's complaint, and walked into the house with a stick tick. While walking, he said, "Oh, Lao Yi, it's a coincidence. We haven't eaten yet. It's just right, let's have a meal together." As he said that, he entered the house with a swagger and sat at the dining table, as if this was his own home.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai was furious. He widened his eyes and pointed at Jia Zhang and said, "Jia Zhang, why are you like this? Before I could let you enter the house, you are fine, so I came in by myself and said I would have dinner together. How could you do this? You are too rude."

Jia Zhang did not agree. She curled her lips and said, "Lao Yi, what are you saying? We are all so familiar. What's wrong with your meal? Besides, you have helped the kids. It's okay for us to come here for a meal. Don't be stingy, hurry up and get some food."

The kid didn't say anything, just sat there, looking at Yi Zhonghai, without thinking that there was nothing wrong with her eyes, as if all this was taken for granted.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he shivered all over. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jia Zhang, don't go too far. I helped Bang Teng find a job for Dongxu. I didn't say that I had to care about you. Are there any rules for you to be so arrogant?"

But Jia Zhang didn't care about Yi Zhonghai's anger at all. She was still urging her: "Lao Yi, don't talk too much. Hurry up, we are all hungry. If you really don't want to do it, you can get us some dry food."

Just when the sword was tense, an aunt heard the movement and hurried out from the inner room. When she saw this, she understood the general idea in her heart. She immediately walked to Yi Zhonghai quickly, reached out and pulled his arm, pulled Yi Zhonghai aside, and persuaded him quietly: "Old Yi, please calm down first, don't be impulsive. Think about it, we have finally spent so much effort to establish a good relationship with the Jia family, what is it? Isn't it just that the kid can become a worker and live a good life in the future? If this child is promising, he will be thinking about our goodness. When we get old, he may still be able to rely on him to support us. If you drive them away now, your previous efforts will be in vain. It's not cost-effective."

Yi Zhonghai heard the aunt's words, and although he was still angry, he thought about it carefully and felt that there was some reason. He frowned, he hesitated for a moment, sighed helplessly, waved his hand at the aunt's wife, and said, "Oh, okay, okay, listen to you, I'm really angry. This Jia Zhangshi is too much."

When an aunt saw Yi Zhonghai agreeing, she breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and went to the kitchen to bring the food, put it on the dining table, and smiled and said to Jia Zhang and Bang Teng, "Come on, stop arguing, eat first, it's all commonplace, don't dislike it."

When Jia Zhang saw that there was food to eat, she immediately changed into a smug look on her face. She pulled the stick and sat back on the stool, and said hypocritically: "Oh, aunt, you are reasonable, how can you dislike it? It looks quite delicious, so we are not polite." As she said that, she picked up the dishes and chopsticks on her own and started eating. The eating look was so ugly, as if she had been hungry for several days.

The kid also started to eat voraciously, without any intention of being polite. While eating, he said vaguely: "Well, it's delicious, delicious."

Yi Zhonghai stood aside, looking at their appearance, feeling so unhappy, but there was nothing he could do

He felt that it was a mistake to find a job by tied a stick.

But now there is nothing to do.

After the meal, Yi Zhonghai sighed helplessly and said to Jia Zhangshi: "Okay, the meal has been finished. I will take the stick to the match factory to let him get familiar with the environment early, so that he can perform well at work in the future."

Jia Zhang's mouth was still stuffed with food and responded vaguely: "Yeah, Lao Yi, I'll bother you. You have to take care of your goodness."

Yi Zhonghai ignored Jia Zhang and left Siheyuan with a stick and walked towards the Match Factory.

On the other hand, Yan Jiecheng was so happy that he could go to the logistics office of the Match Factory to work in formal work. He felt light and felt like he was walking, as if he was stepping on a cloud. He thought that he had to go to show off when he had not yet started work, so that everyone could know that he had a good job now.

Just as he was about to go out, the third uncle saw it, and the third uncle felt a little unhappy. He frowned and called Yan Jiecheng, and said seriously: "Xiecheng, you are about to go to the match factory to work, but you have to stay at home and prepare well. Don't mess with those little gangsters all day long. If something happens and affects your work, that's bad."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he felt unhappy. He curled his lips and muttered: "Dad, I am so old, I know what I know. I just go out to chat with my friends. What can happen? Don't worry about it."

When the third uncle heard this, his face immediately sank. He stared at Yan Jiecheng and said in a stronger tone: "Why are you not obedient? I am doing this for your own good. Don't take it seriously. What can those gangsters teach you? Now that you have a good job, you have to cherish it. Don't regret it too late. Listen to me and be honest at home."

Yan Jiecheng still disagreed. He thought to himself that he had finally had a chance to go out for a glorious scenery, so he could not be stopped by his father. So he stubbornly said, "Dad, I know you are worried about me, but I really just go out for a while and promise not to cause trouble. Just let me go, otherwise I will feel so frustrated."

The third uncle looked at Yan Jiecheng's stubborn look and felt angry and helpless. He knew that once the child had decided, it would be useless to persuade him no matter how much he persuaded him. He could only sigh helplessly and move away from him. He still reminded him: "Okay, go, but remember to come back early and don't wander around outside for too long."

Yan Jiecheng felt that the third uncle was talking nonsense, and responded impatiently: "I understand, I know, I'm not a child anymore, so don't nag." As he said that, he walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back and walked straight towards Chaoyang Park.

When he arrived at Chaoyang Park, it felt like he was at his home court. When he saw a few gangsters who were playing together on weekdays, he walked over and started bragging to them, bragging that he was about to go to the logistics department of the Match Factory to work. It was a good job, and life would definitely be comfortable in the future. He said so flirtatiously, and the gangsters around him agreed, with envy on their faces.

But he was just talking, and Zhong Yuemin came out of nowhere. Two days ago, Zhong Yuemin went to Siheyuan to find Yan Jiecheng, but at that time he was worried that Li Weidong would discover it, so he just wandered outside the yard for a few times and did not dare to enter the yard. Now he saw Yan Jiecheng here, so Zhong Yuemin could not let him go easily. He quickly walked forward and reached out to hold Yan Jiecheng's arm.

Yan Jiecheng was talking and spitting around, but he was suddenly pulled by someone. When he turned his head and saw that it was Zhong Yuemin, his face turned pale. His heart skipped a beat, and his voice trembled a little, and he stammered: "Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, why are you... here?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Yan Jiecheng's timid look, his lips raised slightly, and said with a smile: "Yo, Yan Jiecheng, such a coincidence, I met you here. It's so hard for me to find you. Last time I went to your yard, I didn't dare to go in. Today, you can't run away. Let's have to have a good chat."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he became even more scared. He hurriedly broke away from Zhong Yuemin's hand, took a few steps back, and said nervously: "Zhong Yuemin, I... I have nothing to talk to with you. I am busy now and have to go home to prepare for work. Let's leave first." As he said that, he wanted to turn around and leave.

How could Zhong Yuemin let him run away like this? He stepped forward and blocked Yan Jiecheng's way. There was an unquestionable aura in his eyes and said, "Yan Jiecheng, do you think you can still leave today? Our matter has not been resolved yet, so don't think about running away, just chat with me obediently."

The little gangster always follows Yan Jiecheng and thinks he is Yan Jiecheng's brother. At this time, he saw Yan Jiecheng being stopped, so how could he stand by and watch? He immediately thrust his chest, rushed forward with a fierce momentum, pointed at Zhong Yuemin's nose, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Those who know the truth quickly let go of Yan Jiecheng, do you know who I am? I am Wang Wu of Sijiu City, and he is also a famous figure in this area. Do you dare to act wild here, and don't ask who I am!"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned and felt disdainful. He snorted coldly, without saying a word, raised his hand and slapped the gangster hard. With a "pop", the sound was particularly loud, which stunned the gangster.

Zhong Yuemin stared at his eyes, his face full of resentment, and said loudly: "Hmph, Wang Wu, right? I am still Zhong Yuemin. You are so blind. You don't even know me. You dare to make a noise here, and you don't think about how much you weigh!"

This little gangster originally wanted to show off his strength, but when he heard the three words "Zhong Yuemin", he was so scared that his face turned pale and his body trembled for a moment. He had been in this Sijiu City for so long, and Zhong Yuemin's reputation was well-known. He was a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth and was afraid of life when fighting. How dare he provoke him?

At this moment, the gangster didn't care about Yan Jiecheng, so he turned around and ran away. The speed was as fast as a wolf behind him. He looked back while running, for fear that Zhong Yuemin would catch up, and he muttered: "Oh, my god, why is it Zhong Yuemin? You're so troubled, don't come to me."

In a blink of an eye, the little gangster ran away, leaving only Yan Jiecheng standing there

Looking at Zhong Yuemin, he felt scared and helpless, his legs became weak, and he stammered: "Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, what do you... do you...what do you want? I...I didn't offend you."

Zhong Yuemin's mouth raised slightly, showing a smile-like expression, but his eyes were filled with a cold feeling. He said slowly: "Yan Jiecheng, don't pretend to be confused with me here. What you did, do you think you can do without anyone noticing? Humph, your evidence is still in my hand. Do you think you can escape?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he was so scared that he was scattered, his face turned pale as paper, and his body shook like a sieve. He knew very well that he had done something unlucky before. If Zhong Yuemin shook it out, it would be over.

He widened his eyes, his voice trembled even more violently, and he hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, you... don't do anything randomly. If you have something, let's talk about it, you... say what you want me to do, you... can you return that thing to me. Please, let me go this time."

After hearing Yan Jiecheng's begging for mercy, Zhong Yuemin did not respond immediately. Instead, he turned his head slightly and winked at Zheng Tong not far away.

Zheng Tong understood it and immediately walked up, reached out and grabbed Yan Jiecheng's arm. Without saying a word, he pulled him to the side and pulled him to a relatively secluded corner.

Yan Jiecheng was frightened by this sudden action and his body became a little weak. He struggled and asked in panic: "Zheng...Zheng Tong, what do you... want to do?"

Zheng Tong frowned and looked at Yan Jiecheng's timid and fearful appearance

He snorted coldly and said, "Yan Jiecheng, don't yell here. It's not impossible to let us let you go, but you have to help us do something."
Chapter completed!