It seems that the matter can come to an end, Ling Cang is back to normal and attends classes on time.
The school is very busy. The students go about their daily study and life. No one knows what has happened in this city.
Shen Fanlei also knew nothing. Neither Shen Minglin nor the Jiang family said those things. However, as soon as she saw Ling Cang in the morning, she immediately started to complain: "My dad sent several bodyguards to send me to school every day and pick me up." I'm after school and I'm really bored,"
"He's doing it for your own good,"
"But this is too inconvenient. I want to have my own life and don't want to be under the surveillance of others all the time."
Ling Cang smiled and said nothing.
If the bodyguards hired by Shen Minglin meet Ju Shuihui, I'm afraid they won't be of much use, but they are better than nothing.
The first class was Chinese. Ling Lan strolled into the classroom, her words and expressions were the same as usual. She stood on the podium and started teaching like a real teacher. She was no different from other teachers. Facing Ling Cang , she was as usual, except for occasionally asking questions twice, not looking at Ling Cang more. The only difference was that she usually wore a business suit, but today she was wearing a pair of jeans and a loose woolen sweater. The shirt looks very casual.
There is almost no doubt that Suzulan is the leader of a famous killer organization, and she has claimed dozens more lives in the past two days.
In fact, Linglan's heart was not as calm as her appearance. She was not sure whether Ling Cang recognized her, and Ling Cang had no way of knowing whether she was aware that she had been recognized.
Both of them behaved as usual, not testing each other, but there was a tacit understanding, that is, even if everyone was aware of each other, the teacher-student game would continue.
Recalling Linglan's sexy yet fierce look that day, and the person of unknown origin, Ling Cang fell into deep thought. As a result, Ling Cang didn't listen much during the whole class. Until the class ended and the class started again, Ling Cang still sat down. Stay there in a daze.
Shen Fanlei noticed that Ling Cang had something on his mind, but Ling Cang himself refused to say it, and it was not convenient for her to ask, so she could only sit with Ling Cang stupidly.
The reason why No. 1 Middle School conducts the Chinese Studies Examination is because it offers Chinese Studies courses with the purpose of improving students’ personal accomplishment. Since it is not required for the college entrance examination, this class does not happen every day and the homework is not stressful.
The next class was a Chinese studies class. The teacher talked for a while and found Ling Cang in a daze. He suddenly became a little unhappy: "That classmate...Ling Cang, recite the surnames of hundreds of families for me."
Ling Cang stood up lazily, his eyes dull and his expression dull, as if he was just recovering from a serious illness: "Zhao Sunli, Zhou Wu, King Zheng..."
"Well, wait, where's the money?"
"it took,"
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and the teacher was shaking with anger. Originally, he wanted to teach him a lesson, but when he remembered that Ling Cang won the first place in the school's Chinese studies examination, he suppressed his anger: "Okay, sit down. "
Although this teacher teaches Chinese studies, he does not have the demeanor of a master of Chinese studies. He is more like a talkative person. Although he let Ling Cang go, he still took this opportunity to talk: "I know that Chinese studies are not tested in the college entrance examination, so many students I don’t take it seriously, but you have to know that this class can improve your overall personal quality. Although it seems to have no benefit at the moment, when you enter the society and participate in work in the future, your personal comprehensive quality will determine what kind of advantages you gain... You are in school every day and have no idea what the outside world is like. The current employment situation is so tense. If you cannot occupy a place in the competition early, boys will have to go to Fujitsu in the future, and girls will have to go to Shanmu for training... Wait until you find a job A good job and your overall personal quality can better determine whether you will earn more than others and be promoted faster than others..."
"Ma Jiajue is dead, and Yao Jiaxin has also been sentenced to death..." Ling Cang looked at the ceiling and said nonchalantly: "If you increase your salary and increase your salary, you will end up with a dead end in the end."
"You have been absent-minded today..." Shen Fanlei finally couldn't help it anymore and asked with concern: "What happened? Can you tell me?"
"Nothing happened," Ling Cang looked at Shen Fanlei and tried his best to smile, showing two rows of big white teeth: "I'm fine, why did you say that?"
"If you don't want to say it..." Shen Fanlei shook her head helplessly: "Then forget it,"
Today is a half-day class. Shen Fanlei wanted to ask Ling Cang out, but it was inconvenient to follow several bodyguards, so she had no choice but to give up. Ling Cang did not ask for a date, and left the school to go to Sikong You's place.
The information left by his father was too precious, so Ling Cang wanted to continue sorting it out to see if there was anything he could still make a lot of money from.
After working for a while, Ling Cang felt a little tired, so he sat down and drank tea with Sikong You.
Sikong You didn't seem to go out much, but he was well aware of what was happening outside. When he mentioned Baihua Tuan's raid on Ju Shui Club, Ling Cang told about the weird person he met, and he nodded slightly: " It seems that Long Jianyue has joined forces with Sima Tian,"
"Sima Tian,"
"Yes, if I'm right, that person should be called Feng Gui, and he is Sima Tian's most proud subordinate."
"It turns out that Sima Tian still has subordinates..."
"You think Sima Tian is already very powerful, so no matter what, he wanders around by himself," Sikong You smiled and shook his head: "No, although he likes to be alone by nature, he still has a few people under him. He is a ruthless character. As for this Feng Gui, I have only heard of it but don’t know much about him because he joined Sima Tian only after Sima Tian rebelled against the Ling family.”
"So that's it," Ling Cang sighed, feeling a little worried: "If the two of them join forces like this, wouldn't they pose a greater threat to me?"
"Not necessarily," Sikong You poured a cup of tea for Ling Cang and said nonchalantly: "In the past few years, Long Jianyue has always wanted to cooperate with Sima Tian to deal with your father, but Sima Tian has never agreed. In other words, if They joined forces to deal with you, there was no need to wait until today,"
"That's good,"
"I estimate that their purpose can only be to deal with the Japanese." After taking a sip of tea, Sikong You continued: "On the one hand, both of them hate the Japanese; on the other hand, what Ju Shui will do in the country is... Make them feel threatened, so that they can temporarily ignore you, and you can breathe a sigh of relief,"
"I don't think so," Ling Cang smiled coldly and said with a rare solemn expression: "I'm afraid the people I need to deal with next will be equally troublesome."
"You're worried that the Illuminati and Kikusui will find you,"
"I first killed the ninja, and then went to Hefeng Cuisine to rescue Cao Bingqi. I must have been exposed to their sight,"
"But..." Sikong You shook his head and questioned: "The identity your father assigned you is very good. They will take you seriously for a worthless little person like you."
"That seems to be the case on the surface, but I always feel that Kondo Yuichi is not simple..." Ling Cang thought of this series of things and was quite worried: "No one knows what he thinks."
"Kondo Yuichi, the director of the Kikusui Association, I have heard of this person..." Si Kongyou looked at Ling Cang and said half-jokingly: "He is very cunning and scheming, just like your father."
"If you dare to speak ill of my father behind my back, wait until I tell my father and I will fire you."
"Okay, no more joking..." Sikong You did not argue with Ling Cang this time, but asked: "If you have any other questions, let's talk about it together and see if I can help you."
"There really is..." Ling Cang immediately described the woman who killed the water ninja, and then asked Sikong You: "Have you heard of this person?"
"No impression," Sikong You frowned and said with some confusion: "Long Jianyue has no reason to send people to rescue you, so it can't be from Baihua Tuan. As for Sima Tian, there is also no reason, and his subordinates There is no such person,"
"Who could that be,"
"I really can't think of it,"
Although Long Jianyue would not send anyone to rescue Ling Cang, what Sikong You said was not entirely correct. At least Linglan had helped Lingcang, although Lingcang always felt that this was just Linglan's personal behavior and had nothing to do with Long Jianyue. .
As for Long Jianyue's attitude towards him, Ling Cang thinks it should be very complicated and cannot be summarized simply. Long Jianyue definitely has no feelings for herself as a person, and often even wants to get rid of him quickly, but if she just wants There are plenty of opportunities to kill yourself, and you won't be able to send a few hundred flower groups and then nothing will happen.
It was already evening when he left Sikong You here. Ling Cang went to the east wall to eat and found that the food stall was not out, but Zhang Chaohua was there, sitting on the roadside playing chess with others.
"Uncle Zhang..." Ling Cang walked over and asked with a smile: "Why are you not doing business tonight?"
"Oh, it's Xiao Cang..." Zhang Chaohua looked at Ling Cang with a strange expression: "Tingting... I have something to do tonight and I can't handle it alone, so I didn't go out."
"oh,"
"Tomorrow, come back tomorrow, Uncle Zhang will treat you to dinner..." Zhang Chaohua looked at his watch, stood up and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back."
"Goodbye, Uncle Zhang,"
Zhang Chaohua didn't tell Ling Cang that Zhang Yiting had a date tonight and would go out with Ding Shijia later. Normally, if he was in good health, he would play chess with the old man around the food stalls and wait for his daughter to get off school, just because he didn't want to see it. Zhang Yiting and Ding Shijia were together before he left, but as soon as he left, Zhang Yiting came out of school.
Ding Shijia also arrived, still driving the stylish Porsche 911, and waved to Zhang Yiting: "You are so on time, get in the car."
Zhang Yiting thought her father would be there, so she made an appointment with Ding Shijia at the east wall. Seeing that her father was not at the chess stall, she was a little disappointed: "Wait a minute..."
"Are you okay?" Ding Shijia smiled slightly: "Don't forget, you belong to me tonight,"
"Oh...it's nothing,"
"Then come up, we are a little pressed for time," Ding Shijia raised his hand and showed his Rolex to Zhang Yiting: "I have reserved a seat at Southern Sunshine, which has the best French and Western food. Usually you have to queue up to eat. Only half an hour is reserved. If we don’t hurry up, we won’t have a seat.”
Zhang Yiting looked at Ding Shijia's car and cautiously said: "I'll tell you where I am and I'll go by myself, okay?"
"I have a car, why don't you come with me?" Ding Shijia felt very strange. There were countless girls in the school who wanted to ride in their own cars but had no chance. Zhang Yiting didn't cherish the opportunity when she had the opportunity.
"I..." Zhang Yiting really didn't want people to see her and Ding Shijia swaggering around, but she couldn't refuse. She hesitated and sat in.
In fact, Zhang Chaohua is not that far away from his daughter, but this time is the busy time in Dongqiang. There are many pedestrians and vehicles. Since the road is not very wide, more pedestrians and vehicles will easily cause congestion. Some people feel that I was very impatient and drove the car wildly.
Zhang Chaohua had just crossed the road when a Mazda 6 drove onto the sidewalk. It failed to stop for a moment and hit Zhang Chaohua. Zhang Chaohua fell to the ground with a thud and could not get up again.
"It hit someone, it hit someone," the surrounding pedestrians surrounded Zhang Chaohua and the Mazda 6 inhumanely. As a result, the entire road became more congested and no cars could pass.
As soon as the door of the Mazda 6 opened, a young girl in her twenties got out. Her hair was not long and dyed yellow. She was wearing a blue skirt, a white top, and sexy black stockings on her legs. Looks very fashionable.
However, this girl's speech was not fashionable. She looked at Zhang Chaohua with disdain, opened her mouth and cursed: "It's so fucking unlucky to meet such a bastard..."
An old man who was playing chess with Zhang Chaohua came over and said dissatisfiedly: "You hit someone, why are you still cursing him?"
"Why am I scolding people," the girl pointed at Zhang Chaohua and said angrily, "Tell me, you shouldn't scold such a frivolous person."
"This guy is very nice. He usually does some small business here, how could he possibly get into trouble?"
"Do some small business," the girl laughed loudly: "I thought it was a big business. Is it because the business can't make any money, so I just come out to make a living."
"Why do you talk like this?"
"What's wrong with my words? I'm telling you, don't force me. Don't you just want money? If you force me, you won't get a penny." The girl opened her LV bag and took out her mobile phone to make a call: "I have plenty of money. It’s not something that anyone can just blackmail away,”
A passerby accused: "Who blackmailed you? Who saw that you are rich?"
"It's not blackmail. Then why did you let me hit you? You said I have no money. Do you have money?" The girl pointed at the other person's nose, her attitude was arrogant, and her tone was arrogant: "Then take 10,000 yuan and show it to me." ,"
"What's wrong with you if you have money? Even if you have money, you have to save people first."
Other passers-by also criticized: "Well, no matter what, it was you who hit the person, you can't ignore it,"