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Chapter 4: Coincidence


Just as Zhang Yicheng expected, judging from Luo Zhen's expression on the phone, it seemed that the communication was not smooth.

In the end, he just started scolding on the phone.

It was probably his parents on the other end of the phone.

"Damn it, no chance."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Zhen's eyes turned red.

"I'm in the hospital now.

I don't know what the result will be.

Now they asked me to come over and said they wanted to ask me something."

"Don't worry.

Isn't your uncle very good?

He must not be idle now.

Maybe he can find someone who is better than me."

Zhang Yicheng began to comfort Luo Zhen, "This is not a big deal.

It's easy to do.

It's easy to do."

"Fuck" Luo Zhen spat on the ground, "Damn, she took the initiative to play with me, it's not like I seduced her, why the hell is she relying on me now, it's like I brought the ghost here, what the fuck I still don’t know what that pen fairy is.”

"Okay, okay, hurry up.

Maybe we have hired some capable people now.

It might be helpful if you go over and describe the situation to them."

Seeing Luo Zhen hurriedly go out to take a taxi, Zhang Yicheng helplessly said He shook his head and said, "Bi Xian is risky, so you have to be careful in the game."

The day passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was past the end of get off work before I knew it.

After reading the last novel, Zhang Yicheng was just about to take a nap to spend the last two classes of bird singing.

At this moment, he just listened to the song The B-phone in my pocket buzzed, and when I saw the number, it was my old man Zhang Guoyi calling: Mr.

Zhang, it’s urgent.

Please call me back quickly.

"What's the emergency at this late hour?"

After reading the message, Zhang Yicheng said hello to the classmates next to him, and then while the teacher was turning back to write on the blackboard, he slipped out of the classroom from the back door with the movement of a special force, and ran straight to the school.

There is a public phone at the door, and its operation is simpler and more agile than the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

To be honest, Zhang Yi never dared to neglect Zhang Guoyi's affairs, let alone his need for pocket money.

The most important thing was that just like Luo Zhen didn't dare to offend his nb uncle, he also hoped that he would fail in the college entrance examination.

Let this old man with great hands and eyes come out to take care of the "future affairs".

"Hey, you returned the call very quickly.

Did you skip class again?"

On the phone, Zhang Guoyi seemed surprised by Zhang Yicheng's speed of returning the call.

"No, I asked for leave."

In fact, whether he asked for leave or not is all obvious because of the lice on the bald man's head.

"Oh, oh, you wrongly blamed my eldest nephew, hahaha."

After all these years, Zhang Guoyi's careless problem has not changed, "By the way, Yicheng, your old man has something important here.

A friend of mine and his child seem to be having a little trouble.

It's just a minor disaster.

The hospital can't do anything.

Your father and your uncle are going to Yunnan and they won't be back for a while.

What's going on?

Why don't you come?"

"If I don't come, why don't you ask my mother to come?"

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Zhang Yicheng chuckled.

He had always been arrogant with this 250-year-old man.

"Okay, you wait at the school gate, I'll pick you up right away."

Zhang Guoyi was about to hang up the phone with a smile.

Just as he was about to hang up, he seemed to think of something again, "Hey, wait, the sooner this matter is resolved, the better.

It’s best not to delay other people’s children from going to class.

We can solve it today.

Is there any rules?”

"It depends on the situation."

Zhang Yicheng was quite impatient, "I'm not 100% sure, it depends on the specific situation, and we have to go back to my house first to get the guy."

"Hey, Yicheng, if you do this for me, I won't be able to let you down."

Judging from his tone, Zhang Guoyi might not be bragging to others.

Zhang Yicheng understood this.

As a precious old man, I definitely belong to the "one" in the Spring Festival Gala.

I'm the "talk to me if something goes wrong" type.

He doesn't have any other hobbies.

He just likes to brag and pretend to be a wolf.

In the past few years of high school, this precious old man has really caused himself no shortage of troubles in this regard.

He relies on his understanding.

Taoist relatives are probably blowing the cowhide to the sky outside.

About twenty minutes later, an Audi A6 turned from the intersection opposite the school and flashed its headlights at Zhang Yicheng.

"Yicheng, that's what happened.

I have a buddy.

Something happened to his child.

This guy and I have a very close relationship.

When we meet later, just call me Erbo.

We were I have been playing since childhood.

By the way, do you know Bixian?"

In the car, Zhang Guoyi was talking incoherently, and suddenly uttered the word "Bixian", which stunned Zhang Yicheng.

"Bi Xian" Zhang Yicheng frowned and thought to himself, this world can't really be that small.

"Yeah, Bixian, you don't know."

Zhang Guoyi didn't pay attention to Zhang Yicheng's expression.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and started to indicate Bixian's gameplay with the other hand, "The two of them are good at hooking up the pen, like this."

"No need to explain this, I know."

Zhang Yicheng chuckled, "That old man's child is a girl, right?"

"Uh, yes," Zhang Guoyi was surprised, "You kid has learned to tell fortunes."

"Ouba" Zhang Yicheng continued to ask.

"You can figure this out."

Zhang Guoyi's eyes were as wide as walnuts, "Okay, you kid."

"This world is really such a small place."

Zhang Yicheng was convinced, thinking that maybe Luo Zhen's uncle was so good at finding a school for Luo Zhen that he was the one who asked him to go to school.

It is said that with the Internet, the earth has become a village.

Now it seems that the network of adults is definitely capable of turning the earth into a household.

As expected by Zhang Yicheng, the good friend Zhang Guoyi talked about who grew up with a bare butt was indeed Luo Zhen's uncle named Ou.

This man's name was Ou Jinyang.

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According to Zhang Guoyi, the two knew each other before the "Cultural Revolution".

Ou Jinyang's father, Ou Huaxing, was a teacher who once taught Zhang Guoyi.

He was the only teacher in the school who treated Zhang Guoyi fairly well.

Later, the "Cultural Revolution" began.

Ou Huaxing made a slip of the tongue during a lecture and called the great leader Chairman Mao by name.

He was considered disrespectful to the leader and was subsequently beaten as a traitor.

As a result, Ou Jinyang's family was implicated.

In the middle of the "Cultural Revolution", One winter, Europe There was no glass left in the house and people smashed it in the middle of the night.

At this time, Zhang Guoyi's joint school revolutionary column was gaining power, so he led his men and beat up the person who smashed the glass to vent his anger on the Ou family.

Since then, the two have been upgraded from ordinary friends to close buddies.

After the end of the "Cultural Revolution", the two lost contact for a time, and they only accidentally contacted each other two years ago.

As for Ou Jinyang's nephew, Luo Zhen, Zhang Yicheng's classmate, it seems that he did not enter a key middle school through Zhang Guoyi's relationship, because Zhang Guoyi has never heard of Luo Zhen at all.

It seems that except for Zhang Guoyi, Ou Jinyang has a high reputation in the education world.

There are other relationships.

Honggang Garden is one of the early luxury houses in Tianjin.

Although it is also a unit, this type of unit is definitely not the same concept as the units that ordinary people live in.

The entire community is made up of five-story Western-style buildings, with only eight households in each unit.

There are two elevators for each person.

This is not a cost compared to the two or three elevators shared by two to three hundred households in a traditional tower building.

After a year, the elevator fee alone is not something ordinary people can afford.

Ou Jinyang's family lives in this community, and it is a loft house with more than 300 square meters.

According to Zhang Guoyi, the Ou family has no less than five or six high-end houses in the urban area, and the house in Honggang Garden is only the main residence of the Ou family. .

Because they were delayed for a while at home, it was almost ten o'clock when the uncle and nephew returned to the city.

But seeing that Ou's house was brightly lit, when Zhang Yicheng and Zhang Guoyi entered the house, a group of adults were sitting in the living room staring in a daze, but Luo Zhen and his parents were not present.

"This is my eldest nephew."

Zhang Guoyi was not polite.

He pulled up a chair and sat down before the host could give in.

"Oh, oh," I saw a middle-aged man with a greasy face slowly getting up.

His expression could not be told whether he was embarrassed or surprised, and he looked at Zhang Yicheng's school uniform.

"What do you call this young gentleman?"

"Anyone who is not sir will be called eldest nephew."

Zhang Guoyi looked like a Liangshan hero with his shy belly, "Yicheng, please call me second uncle."

It seems that this uncle with oily skin is Luo Zhen's nb uncle.

Ou Jinyang.

"Second Uncle" Zhang Yicheng bowed to Ou Jinyang.

Next to "student" Ou Jinyang, an "old lady" who looked like a thirteen-year-old girl from Temple Street with makeup and powder on her face.

She looked like she was in her forties with less wrinkles on her face.

She suddenly said, seeming to have noticed Zhang Yicheng's school uniform, "You, you, you" "You saw the "old lady" standing up.

You didn't say a complete sentence for a long time, but judging from your expression, the three words "distrust" were just written on your forehead with a carbon pen.

"Sit down."

Ou Jinyang's oily face suddenly twitched, and he seemed to be a little worried about his face.

He turned around and glared at the "old lady" next to him, and then looked at Zhang Yicheng and Zhang Guoyi with an embarrassed look.

He opened his mouth twice but no words came out.

"Why?"

To be honest, Zhang Guoyi was a little embarrassed at this time.

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He frowned and showed his gangster look, "What's wrong with the student?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay."

Seeing Zhang Guoyi's eyes, the "old lady" also softened, "I'm just saying, the old lady makes it impossible for other people's children to study.

How unbearable."

"Hey, this, you can't bear it," Zhang Guoyi curled his lips, "My nephew is doing well in his studies.

He is number one in the class.

He doesn't care about this moment."

To be honest, Zhang Yicheng also knows that this old man of his has no other hobbies and just likes to brag, but you have been too bragging this year.

You can rank first in everything in the class, but this study is the only one.

The only possibility is that he is the last one, and it’s just bragging to outsiders.

Uncle Ou’s nephew and the second person involved in this incident, Luo Zhenke, is a classmate of his own class.

The two of us take turns to be the last one in the grade. ah.

However, it is true to say "I don't care about a moment and a half".

Based on my current study, even if I care about a moment and a moment, it doesn't make sense.

"Well, that's what I'm saying."

Ou Jinyang's flatterer caught up with him and patted Zhang Yicheng on the shoulder in a pretentious manner, "I'm just saying that this kid, from the looks of his talent, looks like he's going to be the next generation in the world."

To be honest, these words made Zhang Yicheng's hair stand on end, and urticaria appeared layer by layer on his back.

He really deserves to be the general manager of some group company.

He could say such disgusting words so calmly.

If such a person is not the general manager, it is simply a loss for the country

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