Well?

Qian Duochao looked at Lu Ze and said sarcastically: "You should take this bag of snacks back to your parents." ”

Lu Ze didn't care, smiled and stretched out his hand to sign, his eyes were encouraging.

- Please.

He expressed this meaning very clearly.

The corners of Director Qian's eyes narrowed, he snorted coldly, and grabbed the hemp rope with one hand.

Whew!

There was a crack.

The kraft paper was torn open, 20 bundles of brand-new banknotes were presented in front of me, with the scent of ink, and the dangling arm was frozen in the air.

This feeling is like slamming a small dried fish in front of a hungry cat, arousing the appetite that can no longer be hidden in the belly.

Qian Duochao's pupils shrank, and he finally looked up at the young man in front of him, with a smile on his face for the first time.

"Good! - "A heart-warming compliment.

"He deserves to be a young talent!"

"There is a deposit of 200,000 yuan, and then the balance of 800,000 yuan is ready, and the queue is about 13 months."

"I'll write you a note, go to the first floor to pay the fee, let's go."

There was a little kindness in Director Qian's words, as if the previous indifference never existed.

"Huh? What's your expression? Why are you still standing? ”

"No, I think you seem to have misunderstood, Director." Lu Ze spread his hands and said with a smile, "This deposit is not paid to the hospital, but to you personally." ”

"Shhh ~~~”

After Qian Duochao gasped, he stood up abruptly with his hands on the table.

"What did you say!?"

The sunlight shone into the window and sprinkled evenly on the desk, reflecting on Lu Ze's slightly childish face, like a god.

In Qianduochao's eyes, this young man is now exuding a seductive luster that belongs to the God of Wealth!

"As you think." Lu Ze spread his hands forward gently, and the smile on his face was elegant and decent.

"-2 months!!"

One of the directors yelled so loudly that the water in the teacup rippled.

"No, I can use my permissions, up to ...... 45 days! ”

At this moment, the director of the cadre looked like a man with lofty ideals who was desperate for his beliefs, and his eyes were as resolute as iron.

"But, little brother...... By the way, what do you call a brother? ”

"Lu Ze."

"Brother Lu, this is really my fastest speed."

Lu Ze nodded, and said calmly: "Then I don't know if you can make a guarantee for me, and the full amount will be sent in 45 days?" ”

"Absolutely! In this way, let's leave a communication method first, and I will notify you as soon as it arrives. Director Qian's words were completely his own posture, and he deliberately whispered: "Brother Lu has to hurry up, after all, this kind of goods are in short supply at all times." ”

"Okay." After the bracelet touched, Lu Ze took a step back and whispered, "Then don't bother Director Qian, stay." ”

After speaking, Lu Ze turned his head and walked away, the young man's crispness and neatness were in stark contrast to the 20 bundles of cash left on the table.

At the moment when Lu Ze was about to walk out of the office, Director Qian finally couldn't help it, and asked out loud: "Are you not afraid that I will not admit it?" ”

The palm that pressed down half of the doorknob paused, the corners of Lu Ze's mouth hooked, and then opened the door and walked out.

In the office, only a young man's whisper echoed in his ears.

"You won't."

Calm and natural to the extreme.

The smile on Qian Duochao's face quickly disappeared, staring at the direction of Lu Ze's departure, and he didn't blink for a long time.

From beginning to end, the pressure Lu Ze brought to him was ......

Great.

"It's really evil, how can I be afraid of a high school student? Are you kidding! ”

"Forget it, after all, I'm still a credibility person."

The wonderful thought that had just arisen by chance quickly disappeared from the bottom of his heart, and Qian Duochao raised his wrist and dialed out a string of numbers on the projection.

A deep voice rang out in the office.

"Hey."

"I'm Gan Duochao of the Medical Center of the Shangnan Combat Association, No. S7745, applying for A-level expert permission......"

……

……

Lu Ze, who walked out of the hospital, was still the sunny appearance with his pocket and free and scattered, and he had not changed at all before he entered the War Association Hospital.

The 200,000 obtained in the danger of life and death were given away, but they were not distressed like a few pieces of waste paper.

In fact, there is nothing to feel sorry for, money is only useful if it is spent on ideas, otherwise it is not waste paper in your hands.

Raise your wrist, 16:40.

"It's time for Ah Ming to get out of school."

Muttering to himself, Lu Ze walked towards the No. 3 Junior High School in Tingluo District with a gentle face.

……

3 kilometers away from the Shangnan War Association Medical Center, the school bell of Tingluo No. 3 Junior High School rang at 17:00 punctually, and the originally peaceful campus was instantly filled with pieces of laughter.

The dormitory students rushed to the cafeteria with hungry stomachs, the boys with excess energy rushed to the basketball court, football field, and martial arts hall, and the cardamom girls walked in and out of the campus in groups, talking and laughing.

But don't let what you see from afar fool your eyes.

After all, this is a school in Tinroe District, and it is also a school located in the reddish-brown district.

So, when you see those guys wearing jackets with dyed green hair, riding modified heavy machines, and a two-foot machete pinned to their waists, there is no need to be the slightest surprise.

A girl with a pure face who was still wearing a school uniform one second, took off her coat the next second, revealed her tattooed arms and turned into a little sister, hugging her boyfriend and looking at each other unconvincedly.

This is the reddish-brown district of Liberty City, full of violence and crime, more like a jungle than a jungle, cold and predatory.

In the lively crowd, a thin teenager in a blue school uniform limped to the gate on crutches, his sleeves and collar were partially washed and white, and the wide school uniform looked a little funny with the swing of his body, buried in the crowd and inconspicuous.

Even from a distance, I could only see that the heavy schoolbag on his back was so conspicuous, like a turtle shell.

The thin boy walked cautiously along the edge with his head bowed, avoiding everyone as much as he could, and for two years he had become accustomed to the ridicule and ridicule of those around him.

Even when others touch him, in order to avoid causing unnecessary disputes and causing concern to his family, he will whisper sorry.

The thin young man who was moving forward cautiously was like a fallen leaf in the turbulence, moving forward hard and strongly, so he didn't notice a cold gaze cast from behind.

"Dao, see that cripple."

In front of the rockery, a boy with a skull pendant around his neck pointed to the front and sneered, and there were two people on his right who were smoking unscrupulously, and the face that should be full of sunshine and youth was only indifference.

"Let's go."

The tall boy standing in the middle sneered, threw half of the cigarette on the ground and crushed it, picked up the schoolbag with one hand, and cut straight into the crowd.

"Fuck off."

A tall boy with studs was knocked away coldly, and there was a pain in his waist that passed through his elbow, and he turned around and was about to scold: "Who the hell is ...... Ringo? ”

The tall boy was stunned, the anger on his face froze, and he didn't know what to do.

Lin Zhidao, who was already 180 cm tall at the age of 15, didn't even look at the tall and thin boy who was pushed away by him, he just stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the other party's face, casually dialing it.

"Get out."

The tall boy was pushed out of his hands with an extremely insulting gesture, but he was angry in his heart but didn't dare to say anything, just bowed down and kept nodding and apologizing.

What are you kidding, this is the school bully of Class 7 of the third year of junior high school, the second son of the Lin Group on Heishui Street, Tingluo District, Lin Zhidao.

Boom.

Boom.

The crutches were rhythmically clicked on the ground, and Lu Ming had already limped out of the school gate and was walking towards the side of the road against the wall.

Suddenly, there were a few sounds of fast walking in his ears, and Lu Ming subconsciously wanted to turn around and get out of the way of the roadside.

However, a foot kicked at a faster pace on his armpit crutch.

Syllable!

The armpit crutches flew in response, and Lu Ming fell to the ground heavily, and his palm rubbed a red color.

"Huh? It's Lu Cripple. ”

A sound of surprise rang out that couldn't be more fake.

Lu Ming turned his head in pain and saw three sneering faces looking at him.