From the Siheyuan, I started to run around in the world

At 22:00 in the evening, "We've finally finished moving." Zhang Dongliang stretched and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Julia leaving with the people and the car.

"Zi Qiang, wait a moment."

People were coming and going up and down the stairs moving goods. Zhang Dongliang was afraid that he couldn't take care of it, so he asked Zi Qiang to work overtime tonight.

Seeing that Zi Qiang was about to leave, Zhang Dongliang called out to stop him.

"This is your bonus for this month. Starting from next month, your salary will increase to 10 yuan per month." Zhang Dongliang took out 5 yuan and handed it to Zi Qiang, saying to him.

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Zi Qiang, who seemed a little tired just now, immediately became much more energetic.

"Let's go, everything is fine here, go home and rest early." Waving his hand to send Zi Qiang away, Zhang Dongliang returned to the second floor.

Go out and do something else? Forget it, I won't go out today, I'll see where to find new fun tomorrow.

Although Zhang Dongliang and Julia have been busy with work these days, he has also been paying attention to the movements of Jingwumen and the Nihongren.

Xu Wenqiang and Feng Jingyao have rarely appeared in recent days. They are being condemned by everyone and have been keeping a much lower profile recently.

The plot seems to be very confusing, and Zhang Dongliang doesn't know what will happen next. He can only take it one step at a time.

Zhang Dongliang is also helpless about some restrictions. Many capabilities cannot be used now, such as drone reconnaissance.

There is a limit to the operating distance of drones. There are too many people in the city, so it is inconvenient to take off drones during the day. At night, infrared detection will show red dots everywhere, making it impossible to use it to target people.

As for digging tunnels, it was only used when he was trying to get money from the bank. That was because the bank was right next to the Huangpu River, separated by only a road, which made it more convenient to start. He would not dare to dig tunnels randomly in Shanghai.

If you accidentally dig a stinky ditch or a septic tank, that would be really funny, so this ability is useless.

At present, Zhang Dongliang can only use conventional methods to kill time here.

"It's good for your health if you stay away from women." The next day, Zhang Dongliang got up with full energy while sighing.

Originally, he wanted to check in at the crowded area in Hongkou today and pick up something when he had a chance.

Considering that the Ni Hong people might attack Jing Wu Sect recently, he put this thought aside for the time being and focused on the movements of Jing Wu Sect and the Ni Hong people.

The Jingwu Sect's hall is easy to find. It is said that the property was given to them by Nie Renwang.

There is no problem in helping Jingwumen temporarily. Zhang Dongliang does not want to deal with them head-on for the time being because his ideas and styles of doing things are different from theirs.

Zhang Dongliang strolled aimlessly and came to the City God Temple.

In the City God Temple, Feng Jingyao was burning incense respectfully.

Feng Jingyao had been very depressed these past few days. Just as things had calmed down a little, he decided to go to the City God Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Feng Jingyao and the other two called Xu Wenqiang and A Xiang to accompany them and went to the City God Temple.

The temple priests are naturally very concerned about such big customers. How can they burn ordinary incense for such a big boss? They have to burn big incense.

After Feng Jingyao finished burning incense, he felt much more at ease.

"A Xiang, give me 500 yuan for incense." When it comes to honoring ghosts and gods, Feng Jingyao is very generous. Isn't it said that money can make the gods work?

Feeling a little more relaxed, Feng Jingyao walked out of the City God Temple, followed by A Xiang and Xu Wenqiang.

"Hey, sir, please wait a moment. You have a full forehead and a square chin~~" A fortune teller stopped Feng Jingyao.

"Go away, go away." A Xiang hurried forward to drive them away.

"Hey, Axiang, it's okay to listen to what he says." Feng Jingyao, who had just come out of the City God Temple, was still immersed in the world of ghosts and gods.

"Hey, this gentleman has foresight. Just looking at his face, I can tell that he is extremely noble. He must be a big shot who holds the power of life and death and is in charge of a region~~"

Feng Jingyao was very happy to hear this, it really touched his heart. Isn’t this his ideal?

"A Xiang, give him 50 yuan." It's just a small amount of money, as long as you are happy.

"Yes, boss." A Xiang faithfully carried out the boss's wishes, as long as the boss was happy.

"Hey, sir~~" The fortune teller stopped Xu Wenqiang again.

"I don't believe this." Xu Wenqiang refused firmly.

"Whether you believe it or not, you have to listen to me. Judging from your appearance, you are even more noble than the gentleman just now~~"

Feng Jingyao, who was in a good mood just now, turned around suddenly and his face changed suddenly when he heard this. Xu Wenqiang was also shocked by the fortune teller's words.

"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Wenqiang scolded the fortune teller in a low voice.

"How can it be nonsense?" The fortune teller didn't realize that something was wrong and still wanted to keep Xu Wenqiang as a client.

"Are you looking for trouble?" Ah Xiang came over and grabbed the fortune teller by the collar, ready to take action.

"Alas," Feng Jingyao sighed deeply, "Forget it, Ah Xiang. A fortune teller is just trying to make money by telling fortunes. Don't bother with him. Let's go."

Feng Jingyao's face was a little lonely. Although he said that, a seed was planted in Feng Jingyao's heart.

He remembered what Zhang Dongliang once said: "Xu Wenqiang is a cultured person. Cultured people have many minds. The more minds they have, the more they think. The more they think, the more~~"

Feng Jingyao felt a little chilly.

"You have to be on guard against others." Feng Jingyao believed this without a doubt. As a gangster who had lived through hardships, he could replace others, and others could certainly replace him.

This is the fate of the underworld, Feng Jingyao knows it very well, even though he is unwilling to admit it at times.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Zhang?" Feng Jingyao had just finished expressing his feelings when he saw Zhang Dongliang walking towards him from the front.

"Hey, what a coincidence, I actually met Mr. Feng here." Zhang Dongliang also greeted him, then turned around and saw Xu Wenqiang: "Hello, Mr. Xu."

For Axiang, just nod will do.

"It's such a coincidence that I met Mr. Zhang today. Cheng Cheng told me yesterday that she was rehearsing a play at home and wanted to ask Mr. Zhang for some advice.

It is better to arrive early than to arrive early. Mr. Zhang, why don’t you come to my house and have a simple meal together? And watch the play that Cheng Cheng is rehearsing by the way. "

Feng Jingyao invited Zhang Dongliang to visit him with a smile on his face.

"Okay then, but I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Feng."

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, that's too polite. You're Cheng Cheng's savior, how can you say you're just nagging me? It's too late to ask for more."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Feng."

"Mr. Zhang, please."

Just like people like to get together and talk with friends when they are depressed, Feng Jingyao felt the same way when he met Zhang Dongliang.

The group returned to Feng Mansion in a mighty procession.

"Cheng Cheng, look who's here?"

"Dad, you are teasing me again. Who else can come?" Feng Chengcheng couldn't think of anyone who could come at this time.

"Look behind me, Cheng Cheng."

"Ah, it's Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang, why are you here?" Feng Chengcheng was overjoyed.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, why are you here today? Do you bring any fun gifts?" Wang Yueqi also ran over with a happy face, chattering around Zhang Dongliang.

Zhang Dongliang smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I didn't bring it, classmate Wang Yueqi. I just happened to meet Mr. Feng on the road today, so I followed him here."

"Wow, well, that's a pity." Wang Yueqi was just asking out of habit and didn't really care about the gift.

"I heard from Mr. Feng that two students are rehearsing a play. Would you like to invite me to visit?"