Zhou Zichen did not dare to push the door open again. In fact, Zhou Zichen knew that he did not have much resistance to Wang Ziqi at present, but some entanglements and uncertainties in his heart made Zhou Zichen still have a little resistance to Wang Ziqi, because Zhou Zichen
Chen still doesn't know if he can give Wang Ziqi happiness.
Although Wang Ziqi usually fights with Zhou Zichen, Zhou Zichen knows that Wang Ziqi is someone he absolutely trusts. If one day, he is really forced into a desperate situation, Zhou Zichen will not hesitate to put his life on the line.
Regarding Wang Ziqi, he believed that Wang Ziqi would do the same.
However, there is still a hurdle in my heart, and that hurdle is responsibility.
If you care about her, don't hurt her!
Unless, you are confident that she will have a good life.
The Zhou family, Tian Huizhen, Meng Di and Tong Mengya are all uncertain factors, so Zhou Zichen is not confident yet.
Wang Ziqi is wearing a light yellow dress. Because the weather is cold now, she also has a coat outside. Her long hair, which is usually tied up, is also draped over her shoulders. She wears light makeup and looks very ladylike.
Such mature beauty is completely different from the usual Wang Ziqi.
Wang Ziqi was very satisfied with Zhou Zichen's reaction: "How is it? Does it look good?"
Zhou Zichen came back to his senses: "Why didn't I realize before that you still have such a side?"
"There are still many things you don't know."
The two of them talked and went downstairs, and Zhou Zichen drove straight to the concert.
When Zhou Zichen and Wang Ziqi arrived, many people had already entered the venue, but only a few people had just arrived. The concert was about to start.
Zhou Zichen found that most of the people who came were older. Occasionally, he could see some young people. Although the people who came here were not wearing gifts, they were also wearing suits. The ladies were also dressed formally, and these people were always dressed in suits.
Look, there are some successful people in society, either bosses or executives of certain companies, and occasionally there may be a few ordinary people who come to improve themselves.
"Did you see? They are all wearing suits. In fact, here in our country, we don't pay as much attention to dressing as in the West. Even if you wear ordinary people's clothes, you will be let in, but people who come to the concert will be in a position where they are not interested in the artist.
To show respect, dress more formally." Wang Ziqi continued to popularize science with Zhou Zichen.
"Did you often listen to it when you were studying abroad?" Zhou Zichen asked.
Wang Ziqi shook his head: "No, I rarely go. I spend a lot of money abroad, and I have to work to make money. How can I have so much money to go to a concert?"
Zhou Zichen rarely asked about Wang Ziqi's study abroad in the past, because at that time, Zhou Zichen was just a part-time worker and had no extra money to help Wang Ziqi.
At that time, Zhou Zichen could even be said to have a little inferiority complex, compared to Wang Ziqi who studied abroad.
Now it seems that Wang Ziqi's life was not so good when he was studying abroad.
The two people entered the venue, found their seats and the concert started not long after.
This was a concert by a well-known pianist in China. There were still many people who came, and the seats were completely packed. Most of the people who came were in suits and leather shoes. Occasionally, you could see a few people dressed casually, but they were only a few.
After the concert started, the whole place was completely silent. No one made a sound that would affect others. Even if they chatted, they would only whisper in whispers. They would not stand up and shout. Even when recording videos, they would try not to disturb others.
Go to the side and listen to music.
Zhou Zichen couldn't hear much about this kind of piano solo, and the tune couldn't be said to be good or bad. Occasionally, he seemed to be able to hear something, but he didn't feel deeply about it. Anyway, it was just boring.
Time passed little by little. Fortunately, Zhou Zichen was in relatively good spirits and did not fall asleep even if he was bored.
There were several pauses in the middle, and when the pianist on the stage stood up, the audience burst into warm applause. Everyone stood up one after another. Zhou Zichen also stood up and applauded, watching the pianist bow and salute in all directions.
When the pianist walked off the stage, some people were still sitting in their seats, while others left their seats. Zhou Zhi thought it was over, so he stood up and prepared to leave.
Wang Ziqi quickly grabbed Zhou Zichen: "Where are you going?"
Zhou Zichen said in astonishment: "Isn't it over? Go back!"
Wang Ziqi rolled his eyes and said: "This is an intermission. It only lasts a few minutes. It's tiring for you to play for two hours. People take intermissions in order to keep themselves in the best condition while playing."
A few minutes."
When Zhou Zichen thought about it, it was true that his fingers couldn't bear it after playing the piano for such a long time. It was normal to take a few minutes of rest.
"Okay, then I'll go to the toilet first."
Zhou Zichen didn't really want to go to the toilet, he just wanted to take a walk, after all, he had been sitting there for so long.
"I'll go with you." Wang Ziqi said, picking up his coat and leaving the auditorium with Zhou Zichen.
As soon as Zhou Zichen walked into the corridor, he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Wang Ziqi asked when Zhou Zichen stopped.
Zhou Zichen pointed to a middle-aged man in a gray suit in front of him: "That's Huizhen's father."
Wang Ziqi followed Zhou Zichen's gaze and looked over, but only saw a figure from behind: "You're not wrong, are you? His suit doesn't look cheap, and he probably doesn't like to listen to such concerts.
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Zhou Zichen also felt a little strange, but he was still very confident in his own eyesight: "I don't know, let's ignore him for now."
Although Zhou Zichen said he didn't care, he still kept an eye on Tian Zhiyong's whereabouts.
However, what made Zhou Zichen a little angry was that Tian Zhiyong actually "accidentally" bumped into the audience members who were going to the toilet during the break several times. Another middle-aged man in a suit took the opportunity to take out the wallets from these audience members.
, mobile phones and other items.
Zhou Zichen was a little angry and wanted to go up and catch Tian Zhiyong. The break time was almost here. Tian Zhiyong walked to another passage and entered the concert hall from the other side.
Zhou Zichen had no choice but to return to his seat first, but kept his eyes on Tian Zhiyong and his companions sitting in the back.
Zhou Zichen hardly listened to the next forty minutes of playing, and occasionally looked back at Tian Zhiyong to see what he was doing.
Fortunately, the concert was not a concert. Everyone sat quietly in their seats and listened to the pianist's playing. They did not leave Zhuo Wei at all, and Tian Zhiyong had no chance to make a move.
Waiting until the end of the concert, Zhou Zichen was waiting at the exit for Tian Zhiyong to come out.
However, Tian Zhiyong and his companions deliberately stayed in the concert hall and continued to commit crimes.
After waiting for a few minutes, most of the people inside had left, and Tian Zhiyong and his companions came out with happy faces.
When Tian Zhiyong saw Zhou Zichen, he was stunned for a moment. He raised his feet and wanted to turn around and leave, but there was a concert hall behind him, so he had to stop.
Tian Zhiyong's companion asked strangely: "Old Tian, what's wrong with you? Weren't you fine just now? We made a lot of money today. Let's go to a restaurant later."
Tian Zhiyong did not answer, but looked at Zhou Zichen with some fear. He knew how powerful Zhou Zichen was, and he probably would not be Zhou Zichen's opponent even if he teamed up with his companions.
Zhou Zichen saw that Tian Zhiyong was still afraid, so the anger in his heart subsided a little: "Why don't you leave?"
Tian Zhiyong's companion glanced at Zhou Zichen, thinking that Zhou Zichen was here to cause trouble, but Zhou Zichen brought a woman with him, so he still looked down upon him: "Who are you? Go away!"
Without saying a word, Zhou Zichen grabbed the middle-aged man, lifted him up, threw him to the ground, and stepped on him: "Shut up, I'll settle the score with you later."
The middle-aged man was still struggling, so Zhou Zichen stepped on him, almost crushing the middle-aged man to death, but he managed to calm him down and stop yelling.
Zhou Zichen then raised his head and looked at Tian Zhiyong: "Why didn't you come to Chuanzhou? Where can I give you the money to pay off the debt?"
Tian Zhiyong did not dare to look at Zhou Zichen, and explained in a panic: "I have already paid back the money, and there is no place to find a job at home, so I came back to find a job so that I can make some money."
Zhou Zichen saw that Tian Zhiyong was still quibbling, and his anger that had just subsided came back: "You are still quibbling, don't you think about how hard it is for Huizhen? You are a man in his forties, don't follow the right path, and come to steal things, you
What do you think?"
Seeing how angry Zhou Zichen was, Wang Ziqi advised: "Don't be angry. Take your time on this matter. It's useless for you to be angry."
Zhou Zichen also knew that what Wang Ziqi said was reasonable, but when he thought that both Tian Huizhen and her mother worked hard, and Tian Xiaoliang also studied hard, but Tian Zhiyong, as the head of the family, would actually do such a thing, he couldn't help but feel angry.
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When Tian Zhiyong saw that Zhou Zichen already knew that he was a pickpocket, he suddenly knelt down and said, "I am also confused. I will definitely change it in the future. I will definitely change it."
"Take out all the things you stole." Zhou Zichen said coldly.
Tian Zhiyong hesitated for a moment before unbuttoning his suit. There was actually a large pocket inside. He took out five or six genuine leather wallets and a wad of money, which actually amounted to more than 20,000.
Generally, rich people are in two extremes. They either carry very little cash, or they carry a lot of cash, with tens of thousands of dollars on them at any time. Zhou Zichen took a look at it and said, "What else?"
Tian Zhiyong then looked at the other side of the clothes and saw that there were many modified pockets inside. Each pocket contained a mobile phone, five or six in total.
Tian Zhiyong tremblingly took out all five or six mobile phones and placed them on the ground.
Zhou Zichen raised his foot and pointed at the middle-aged man on the ground: "Take out what he has on him too."
Zhou Zichen took a look with his eyes and saw that there was more to this middle-aged man.
Tian Zhiyong hesitated for a moment, then took out six mobile phones, a dozen wallets, and more than 50,000 in cash from the middle-aged man.
Zhou Zichen watched all this with cold eyes, and Wang Ziqi was also speechless. In order to steal things, they modified their clothes with many large and small pockets just to hold these things.
"What are you doing!" The patrolling security guard hurried over at this time, holding a glue stick in his hand, pointing at Zhou Zichen and shouting: "Whatever you want to do, be honest."
When Tian Zhiyong saw someone coming, he immediately shouted: "Security, security, these two people are pickpockets. They were discovered by us and they want to threaten us."
When the security guard heard this, he wanted to rush over.
Zhou Zichen turned around and glared at the two security guards. Seeing Zhou Zichen's cold eyes, the two security guards were frightened and immediately stopped, not daring to take another step forward: "You can't run away, the security guards around you