Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Song Xun didn't know whether Zhang Weisheng had noticed anything. He heard Zhang Weisheng say to the people inside:

"I can take out 10,000 today, and the rest of the debt will be repaid with interest next month."

Zhang Weisheng said in a steady and powerful tone: "I have only one request. After the debt is settled, you are not allowed to disturb my life again, otherwise I will go through formal legal procedures."

Several people were stunned by this and looked at each other. The man in the lead spoke first: "Young man, don't be so arrogant. Do you know what will happen if you don't pay back the money next month?"

Zhang Weisheng: "I keep my word."

The man sneered, pulled up a chair and sat down: "Okay, I'll wait here. Let's not talk about next month. If you can't come up with 10,000 yuan today, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Zhang Weisheng glanced at Song Xun, then turned and walked towards the stairwell: "Come with me."

Song Xun didn't dare to stay here alone, so he hurried to catch up.

After going downstairs, Song Xun relaxed a little and asked Zhang Weisheng, "Do you owe them a lot of money? Wouldn't it be very stressful if you pay it back all at once next month?"

Zhang Weisheng turned to look at him: "What do you want to know?"

He didn't like Zhang Xiaoqi's roundabout way, so his tone had to be more serious.

Song Xun stopped talking for a moment.

The nearest bank is half an hour away and there is no direct bus.

Half an hour later, Zhang Weisheng walked straight to the bank. This was the first time he withdrew money in front of Song Xun. He took out a bank card from his mobile phone case and withdrew a thick stack of money.

Song Xun finally understood why he always got nothing. Zhang Weisheng didn't carry any cash with him, and his bank card was kept in his mobile phone which he always carried with him.

But... I'm pretty strict on guard against him.

Zhang Weisheng put the money into his bag and returned with Song Xun the same way.

It started raining again halfway through the journey, and the rain got heavier, but they didn't bring an umbrella.

The journey back still takes more than ten minutes.

Zhang Weisheng planned to buy it at a convenience store.

At the store entrance, Song Xun actively offered to take the bag for Zhang Weisheng.

He didn't expect Zhang Weisheng to really give him the bag containing the money, but after Zhang Weisheng said that the debt would be completely settled next month, it meant that Song Xun's mission had a deadline, which made him feel anxious.

No one has stipulated that you cannot carry a backpack into a convenience store, and Song Xun's intention is not worth pondering.

Zhang Weisheng's gaze fell on Song Xun's penetrating eyes, as if he wanted to find something from his eyes. That look was full of oppression and scrutiny.

Song Xun stepped back unconsciously. Unexpectedly, Zhang Weisheng took off his backpack and handed it to him personally.

After receiving the package, Song Xun forced himself to hide his surprised reaction. It was like submitting a test paper that he was not sure he would pass. When he was still expecting to get 60 points, the test paper he received showed a striking 100.

Even though I clearly felt something was wrong, I still couldn't resist.

At the door of the empty convenience store, Song Xun was awakened by a fallen leaf. He threw his bag over his shoulder and ran in the opposite direction of Mashui Lane.

He held on to the straps of his backpack tightly, his thoughts wandering uncontrollably.

What would be Zhang Weisheng's reaction when he found out that he had run away with the money? The trust he put in got the opposite result. Perhaps in this world, the name Zhang Xiaoqi will be remembered firmly by Zhang Weisheng, and he will use it to whip him from time to time.

Then, he is also the person that the protagonist remembers firmly in his heart.

However, Song Xun felt that it was impossible. After all, Zhang Weisheng was always calm and rational, and he would probably not spend his time on a liar.

He began to think again about what those debt collectors would do to Zhang Weisheng when he returned, but this idea was rejected again. Perhaps this was not what Song Xun should worry about.

Those people were instigated by Song Weijiang and it was impossible for them to really hurt Song Weijiang's only son.

Song Xun's mind was filled with a lot of uncontrollable thoughts, and it was a mess. He still couldn't help but look back.

However, he found that Zhang Weisheng had already left the convenience store and had been staring at him. There was an unprecedented coldness and indifference in his eyes, just like the way he looked at those debt collectors.

Song Xun hastily looked away. Perhaps it was because he had been running too intensely that his breathing became difficult. The force of the raindrops hitting his skin increased, and his skin felt like it was burning.

Perhaps, this is the last time they will see each other in this world.

Half an hour later, Song Xun took back this idea and cursed Zhang Weisheng for once.

"Zhang Weisheng is a real dog."

996 was also speechless.

In the backpack, there was only a bottle of mineral water and a coat, but not the ten thousand yuan that Song Xun had been longing for.

Song Xun thought that when he left the bank, Zhang Weisheng came out half a minute late, and he was still thinking about how to get the bag from Zhang Weisheng.

He even blatantly asked Zhang Weisheng to take the bag.

Maybe in Zhang Weisheng's eyes, this was just a game and experiment against Song Xun, and he was so stupid that he didn't realize he had been fooled at all.

Song Xun felt that the mission was hopeless, and said negatively: "Why don't you tell me how many years I will be detained in the Time and Space Bureau to pay off my debt if the plot deviates, so that I can be prepared."

996 cursed: "What a shame."

Song Xun stood up from the ground, patted the rain off his backpack, thought for a while, and decided to go back under the overpass.

After walking for a while, he frowned and suddenly quickened his pace.

“He found out.”

"Go straight ahead."

Song Xun ran quickly, trying to shake off the people behind him.

He remembered that voice, a hoarse voice from long-term smoking, with a hint of coldness. It was the first person he saw when he woke up from this world. He was the leader who organized those kids to commit fraud, and was called Lai Zi.

Song Xun was only paying attention to what was behind him, and even with the 996 reminder he couldn't stop. He was covered by the mouth by the person who rushed out in front of him and dragged into an inconspicuous house.

Song Xun felt very disappointed and asked 996 in his mind, "If I give up halfway, can the mission be considered completed?" After all, he died in the line of duty. If it wasn't for that crappy mission, he wouldn't have come to this remote corner.

"You wish." 996 was speechless. "What you should think about most now is how to get out of this situation."

If Song Xun could think of this, he wouldn't be so negative.

After the door was closed, Song Xun was pushed to the ground, face down, with his mouth full of dirt. He spat twice, and was slapped on the head as a result.

"Shut up right there." Lai Zi's eyes were cold, staring at Song Xun as if he wanted to eat him: "If you dare to move again, I'll chop your head off."

Song Xun became quiet instantly. He thought, eating dirt is better than having his head split open.

It may be that I encountered some bad things today that were beyond my expectations, and I was afraid that there were too many of them, so I turned directly into numbness.

His mind is now as calm as water, and everything is empty.

The man standing by the door spoke up: "This kid usually doesn't even dare to fart. I don't know where he got the phone from, but he dared to call the police privately, causing so many brothers to go to jail."

Another person followed up and said, "We must teach him a lesson today. He doesn't have a household registration anyway, so it would be hard to find out even if something happened to him."