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Chapter 5711 Don't believe a word

It was very late, and Shang Yang had already lay down, but he had not fallen asleep.

To him, tonight was like a mythological night.

There were so many things happening in one night that he couldn't settle down at all. He was afraid that if something happened, he would break a bottle of wine or something, his monthly salary might not be enough to pay, so he asked the foreman for leave.

After changing into his clothes, he hid in the locker room and called the director named Song Yunshan.

After answering the phone, the director named Song Yunshan was very enthusiastic about him and asked him for an address, saying that he would send someone to answer him and wanted to talk.

After hanging up the phone, he was stunned for a long time, but in the end he didn't know how he got home.

He felt like he was dreaming.

When he met Cao Zhao, he thought that tonight would be another extremely unlucky night, but he did not expect that he not only survived, but also met several magical people and said a lot of magical words to him.

If all this is true, then he...

He dared not think about it anymore.

He was afraid that all this would be a dream.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

What should he do if those people told him tomorrow that everything that happened last night was just a prank?

After so many things happened, he couldn't sleep at all, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind.

He was lying on the bed and tossing and turning, and someone knocked on the door.

His father's heart is not good, and sometimes a little unexpected noise will make his father's heart beat faster.

Someone knocked on the door so late. He was afraid that he would be frightened by his father. He didn't delay for a second and rushed out of bed and opened the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Cao Zhao standing outside. He subconsciously wanted to close the door.

Cao's father quickly blocked the door and smiled apologized: "May I ask, are you a classmate Shang Yang?"

Shang Yang frowned and tightened his voice: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

He looked back at his father's bedroom, afraid that his father would come out to check it out if he heard the sound.

When Cao's father heard that he lowered his voice, he also lowered his voice and whispered: "Student Shang Yang, I am Cao Zhao's father. I only learned about what Cao Zhao did to you today. I am very sorry. I am here to apologize to you!"

Shang Yang was stunned.

Cao Zhao's father?

Apologize to him?

He was stunned for a moment, and came back to his senses, frowned, and said sarcastically: "Are you teasing me? I sued your son and sued him. The noise was so big. Tell me, you only know what your son said to me today?"

"It's true!" Cao's father said anxiously: "I'm busy with work and sometimes on business trips and I'm not in the capital for three or two months. Cao Zhao is old and has his own ideas. I don't like me asking about him. I think he has grown up and become sensible. I should respect his privacy and give him a certain amount of freedom. But I don't know...ah..."

If he had known that his son was so ignorant and not good at doing well, he would have sent someone to stare at him and keep an eye on him!

He was telling the truth, but unfortunately, Shang Yang didn't believe a word.

Although he didn't believe it, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, argued with them, and asked in a low voice: "What the hell do you want to do?"

He thought about it, but was still worried. He took the key, changed into shoes and went out, closed the door outside, and frowned and asked Cao's father: "Didn't you harm me bad enough? Why are you doing to my house? I warn you, if you dare to do anything to my father, I will not let you go!"
Chapter completed!
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