Chapter Twenty-Seven: Weakness
When Zhang Yang woke up the next day, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning, his parents had already gone to the shop, and his younger siblings had also gone to school.
"Mom and Dad, why don't you call me?"
Zhang Yang took the dish from the kitchen and said.
"It's not that you've worked hard during this time, your mother said to let you sleep a little longer."
Since a small shop also books so many tables every day, it is not very busy, and Zhang Yang's family does not invite anyone, Zhang's father is responsible for serving dishes, and sometimes Zhang Yuan and Zhang Fan also come to help on holidays.
"By the way, did anyone come looking for me this morning?"
Zhang Yang asked Zhang's father after delivering the dishes.
"Yes, someone came looking for you."
Father Zhang listened to Zhang Yang's words and said.
Zhang Yang chuckled in his heart, it couldn't be sent by the old man yesterday.
"There is a person who claims to be the deputy manager of Longteng Entertainment Company looking for you, your mother and I asked the man to wait in the store, and the man waited for more than an hour and left when he saw that you didn't come."
It turned out to be someone from an entertainment company, so it was not sent by the old man.
It's not that no one has come to look for him during Zhang Yang's time at home, many entertainment companies or TV stations have sent people, after all, "If You Are the Truth, Do Not Disturb" is very popular now, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, which is not surprising.
It's just that the small shop at home hasn't been on the right track some time ago, so Zhang Yang politely rejected these people. 、
Now that my family's small shop is on the right track, I also have to consider whether to contact the company that has contacted me.
"Hello Mr. Zhang Yang, I was sent by Mr. Liu to pick you up."
Just when Zhang Yang was thinking about his own affairs, a middle-aged man with a resolute face walked in.
"Mr. Liu?"
I don't know any old Mr. Liu, is it the old man of yesterday, don't be it.
"Mr. Liu is the old man who was in your store yesterday."
The middle-aged man's words confirmed what Zhang Yang thought in his heart, it was really a good spirit that was not bad.
"I can't go to this, I'm busy in the store."
Zhang Yang made the last struggle, but from the face of the middle-aged man opposite, who had not changed for thousands of years, it seemed that it had no effect, and he kept staring at Zhang Yang.
"Okay, you wait a minute, I'll talk to my parents."
Zhang Yang had no choice but to compromise, since he couldn't hide, he wanted to see what the identity of this old man was.
After explaining to his parents that he was going out, Zhang Yang followed the middle-aged man to the outside of the store.
An ordinary car stopped at the door, and the middle-aged man waved his hand at Zhang Yang.
It looks like an ordinary car, but when Zhang Yang sits on it, he immediately feels comfortable, in short, it is comfortable.
"This is no ordinary car."
Zhang Yang thought in his heart that in his previous life, Zhang Yang had the honor to accompany his friends to attend the birthday banquet of a top magnat, and it was also an ordinary car, just like the feeling of sitting up now.
If at the beginning, Zhang Yang's worries were more than curiosity, then now when Zhang Yang comes to things, he is completely more curious than worried.
Zhang Yang sat in the car boredly, originally from the middle-aged man to find out about the situation, but after turning his head and glancing at the other party, he had to put down such thoughts again, and anyone who faced a face like an ice sculpture also lost the ability to speak.
Since there was no one to chat, Zhang Yang simply looked at the scenery outside the car window and said nothing all the way.
The scenery gradually got better and better, and the car drove into a hillside lined with ancient trees on both sides, and came to a residential complex that would not be discovered by the light.
After several inspections, the car drove in, and from the attitude of these people standing guard towards this middle-aged man, it seems that it is a relationship between superiors and subordinates.
"Come with me."
The middle-aged man said a word to Zhang Yang, who got out of the car behind him, and then walked forward by himself, Zhang Yang also hurriedly followed, Zhang Yang didn't dare to walk around casually in such a place.
If you get lost in such a big place, or if someone you don't know thinks you're an intruder, it's over.
The middle-aged man led Zhang Yang to a room next to the main entrance.
"Routine checks."
The faint four words spit out from the middle-aged man's mouth, and the whole voice was like wood at all.
"Oh."
Zhang Yang answered, stretching out his arm to cooperate with the personnel of the equipment.
"No problem, sir."
After sweeping Zhang Yang's body back and forth many times, the staff said to the middle-aged man.
Sir?
Isn't that what the army is called?
Could it be that yesterday's old man was a big man in the army?
Zhang Yang listened to the staff's address to the middle-aged man, and muttered in his heart.
"Do you want to tell him to take it off and check it out?"
The staff put down the instrument in their hands and said to the middle-aged again.
"Ahh
Zhang Yang hurriedly protected his front, if the other party really wanted to do this, Zhang Yang would never agree, even if he fought with the other party.
"Forget it, after all, it's a guest invited by the commander."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and whispered to the staff.
"Okay then."
The staff packed up their tools and left.
"I'm sorry, this is a necessary check, now that it's okay, I'll take you to see the master."
The middle-aged man said to Zhang Yang, but where can Zhang Yang hear other voices now, his mind is full of the word 'commander' that came out of the middle-aged man's mouth just now.
I've thought that the other party is not an ordinary person, this is not just unusual, it's just scary, how many people can be obeyed by the other party's words.
"Can you not go to this?"
Zhang Yang's legs trembled a little after knowing the identity of the old man, and he made a final struggle.
What kind of traverser temperament, I don't know where Zhang Yang threw it away, and now Zhang Yang just wants to leave this place, far away, the farther away the better.
"What do you say?"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but admire it.
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Zhang Yang had no choice but to honestly follow the middle-aged man, following suit.
It's okay to not know the identity of the old man, but now that he knows the identity of the other party, Zhang Yang began to have a sense of fear for this place in his heart.
An old man is already terrible, looking at such a large building around, the ghost knows how many panda-level characters live there, think about the guard force arranged here Zhang Yang directly shuddered.
PS: SOMEONE NEXT DOOR HAS PASSED AWAY RECENTLY.,MOURN EVERY DAY.,SEVEN DAYS IN A ROW.,WHEN THE CODE WORD AT HOME IS FULL OF DUANG.,SO IT'S TEMPORARILY A CHANGE THESE DAYS.,PLEASE UNDERSTAND.。
(The neighbor didn't understand my mood at all.,Don't say it.,Went to sleep after posting this chapter.,5555555555)