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Chapter 230: There is no need to worry about betraying the enemy(1/3)

 When two people go out.

"Haha, what's that expression on your face?" Zhao Chuanxin saw Zhang Rong's strange expression and said.

"This is not the first time this has happened. I have left the insurance team once before, when I went to the United States. It was just a chat and a few slogans, not a real breakup. But Li Guangzong is really a talent.

Ah, like a firefighter, running around."

Zhang Rong was about to speak but stopped.

He vaguely felt that the truth seemed to be more than that simple.

But he didn’t say anything.

This is their business.

After leaving the house, Zhao Chuanxin tore up all the papers, held them in his hands and found a place to throw them away.

To avoid suspicion of eavesdropping, Liang Dunyan and the telegraph operator stood far apart.

I saw them going out and walked over.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Principal Liang, Zhao has already paid the compensation that should be paid. If nothing happens, I will leave."

"Mr. Zhao is also an educator. He will visit Peiyang University more often in the future."

Liang Dunyan said with a smile.

"That's not possible." Zhao Chuanxin flatly refused. "What I hate most in my life is a teacher like Kong Laoer who teaches tirelessly."

"..."

Weren’t you very interested in teaching and educating people before?

Zhao Chuanxin left Peiyang University with Zhang Rong. After leaving the school gate, he carefully looked around and felt relieved when he found that there was no ambush.

Arrogance is a performance, but life is not a performance. If you get involved in the show, you will become a fool.

He asked Zhang Rong with a smile: "I just came out, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you to a meal."

Not to mention, Zhang Rong has been imprisoned for so long and was almost beheaded. There really is a lot he wants to eat.

After thinking for a while, he finally said: "I want to eat tofu pudding."

"That's it? Let's go."

I thought I was going to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, but Zhao Chuanxin had even thought of a reason to refuse.

Yes, he didn't intend to treat him to expensive food. The reason why he asked was just to be polite.

There are no high-end places to eat Douhua. Just find a popular fly restaurant on the street and go in.

Zhang Rong said to the waiter: "Bring me a bowl of tofu pudding with sugar."

But Zhao Chuanxin made a "thud" sound and slammed the table: "Zhao, the leader of the Tofu Nao Xian Party, is here. Whoever dares to eat sweets will have his legs broken!"

Not to mention Zhang Rong, even the waiter standing next to him was startled, and the people at the table also looked over.

"..." Zhang Rong hurriedly said: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I can eat anything sweet or salty, but I've been locked in there for a long time, and I'm craving for something sweet."

"Humph, since you just came out, I'll let you eat something sweet this time. But remember to eat something salty in the future!"

"..."

The two of them happily ate beancurd fried dough sticks with pickles.

When refilling the bowl, Zhang Rong wiped his mouth and asked: "Mr. Zhao, I have a question that I would like to ask you. How deep is your magic power?"

I used to know the nickname of Master Zhao Chuanxin, but today I saw for the first time his ability to create creatures out of thin air, so Zhang Rong asked this question.

Zhao Chuanxin swallowed the last bite of tofu brain: "How deep is the magic power? The years are too long, I have to recall it carefully. Oh, by the way, that year, when Taishang Laojun was refining elixir, I often held it

His elixir is like a meal..."

The corners of Zhang Rong's mouth twitched.

Are these memories of yours brought back thousands of years ago?

You still take the elixir as a meal, just look at how awesome you are.

He changed the subject: "Mr. Zhao, do you think I should go back outside the customs or go directly to Japan?"

Zhao Chuanxin lit up a cigarette: "Do you have money to go directly to Japan? I'll sue you, but I won't lend you money."

"Um...I can write a letter asking my sister to return it to you."

"Sorry, this small profit is not allowed on credit."

Zhao Chuanxin was ruthless and refused.

If you go to the United States this year, you will have to spend money. The more money, the better.

If you lend money to Zhang Rong, it's easy for Roubaozi to beat the dog and never come back.

"Okay."

Zhang Rong was helpless.

When he eats a bowl of sweet tofu pudding and a bowl of salty tofu.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up: "Let's go, we have to pick up some things when it gets dark. Man, let's settle the account."

After settling the bill, he hesitated for a moment, then took out another copper coin and handed it to the waiter: "Here, this is a tip for you."

The boy took a copper coin and couldn't laugh or cry.

After leaving the house, Zhao Chuanxin did not forget to educate Zhang Rong: "Did you see it? This is called a card! You have to tip when you eat or take a bus."

Zhang Rong: "..."

The slightly disgusted look in that guy’s eyes is still vivid in my mind.

Zhao Chuanxin began to think about saving money.

No more lavish spending.

Zhao Chuanxin took Zhang Rong for a walk on the road to eat.

Zhang Rong was full of doubts: "Mr. Zhao, where are you going to pick up the things?"

"The location is not important, the sky is important. You have to wait until dark."

Never heard of it!

They wandered around the pier until dark.

Zhao Chuanxin sneakily took Zhang Rong to squat near an American foreign company.

One look at Zhao Chuanxin's posture and he knew he was going to do something bad.

Zhang Rong was worried: "Mr. Zhao, what are you..."

"This is called market inspection. If you don't understand, just stop talking."

Did you come to Yanghang Street to inspect the market at night?

It's late at night, the street lights are dim, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up a stone from the roadside and weighed it in his hand.

Zhang Rong felt increasingly uneasy: "Mr. Zhao, what are you doing with the stone?"

"Haha, throw stones to ask for directions!"

With that said, Zhao Chuanxin came to the outside of the American Bank and threw a stone on the glass window, causing the glass to shatter.

I am Cao...

Zhang Rong was shocked.

It turns out that all the books I have read over the years have been in vain. Do you call this "throwing stones to ask for directions"?

Zhao Chuanxin waited outside for a while, but there was no movement inside.

This shows that people are indeed gone.

So, he took out the elf carving knife, broke the door lock, and walked in with Zhang Rong through the front door.

Zhang Rong is actually quite courageous, but he comes from a privileged background and has never done any petty theft.

As Zhao Chuanxin felt guilty when he walked in, he kept looking around.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled him into the house: "Aren't you afraid that others will misunderstand you as a thief?"

Taking things without asking is a thief, and taking things without asking is a thief. Am I a thief now?

Zhang Rong's head was buzzing.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the foreign store, took out a lantern, lit it, and walked around the warehouse at the back.

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Zhang Rong followed suit. It was the first time he had done such a thing, and he was extremely nervous.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up a can and looked at it. It said: Shui Yokan.
To be continued...
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