After waking up from tomb raiding, my brothers all fell in love with me

Although Hei Xia Zi doesn't know what Xie Yuchen is up to, he knows that money makes the world go round, and things get done with money.

Xie Yuchen has always been generous. It’s just driving a car, the difficulty level shouldn’t be too easy.

It is still Hei Xia Zi's affirmation of his own value. If he were an ordinary person, he could earn so much money just by driving a car.

This isn't the boss's problem; he's the reincarnated God of Wealth! A complete set of services from start to finish must be provided. At the very least, there's no chance for the God of Wealth's feet to land. Roll out the red carpet!

It still has to be Hei Xia Zi, whether in terms of value, spiritual level, or the concept of money.

"It has to be Boss Jie. He paid a high price just for driving a car. Even I, a blind man, am a little worried." As Hei Xiazi spoke, he looked up at Jie Yuchen who was sitting upright through the rearview mirror.

The attitude is so good. No matter how you look at it, Xie Yuchen looks like a ruthless capitalist, and his temperament is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Hmph, I'm the one who paid for it. I just want you to drive the car. What do you have to worry about?" Xie Yuchen snorted coldly and looked up at the rearview mirror.

"Hey, I'm also thanking the God of Wealth for giving me, a blind man, this opportunity."

"Forget about the God of Wealth. I can't afford to support him." Hearing this, Xie Yuchen recalled some things that had no substantial impact on him, but were still very memorable to him.

You say Wuxie is the number one gold-eating beast? That's completely wrong. To some extent, Hei Xiazi is even better than Wuxie.

At least in terms of self-enjoyment consumption, Wuxie is far from being able to catch up with Heixiazi's level of sophistication and luxury.

When Xie Yuchen recalled the first time they met, from his conversation with Hei Xia Zi, he could see the remnants of the aristocratic system of the old era.

You say he is rich, because his belongings are there. You say he is poor, because he is indeed poor... after all, he doesn't even have social security.

There is a saying that is very suitable for this kind of life. I am not rich, I just dare to spend it. If I don’t spend it, I won’t know how rich I am.

The environment in which Hei Xia Zi grew up shaped his value system and outlook on life. Under the influence of the aristocratic system of the old era, his character still remains.

Being a vested interest of the old era means that even if times change and things change, the essential habits will not change.

Hei Xia Zi, although poor, looks down on money.

My thoughts wandered, and I thought of the blind man's house. The living room was an imported Chinese-style foyer, with mahogany chairs like those in the Juyi Hall on both sides, and the floor was made of Han bricks.

Xie Yuchen did not doubt his ability to make money, but believed that Hei Xia Zi had such ability.

As for a money-eating beast, raising just one is enough.

"Haha, Boss Xie is really too modest." Hei Xiazi raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Xie Yuchen to say such a thing. After all, their relationship was not good enough to say such a thing.

Sure enough, Xie Yuchen was a little weird.

"Drive faster." Xie Yuchen looked at his watch again.

"What? In a hurry? How about you tell me the address and I'll see if I can take a shortcut."

What exactly is Xie Yuchen up to?

"Do not talk nonsense."

"I was driving within the speed limit. Any faster would be speeding."

Xie Yuchen obviously didn't want to say more to Hei Xia Zi about this matter.

Hei Xiazi looked at Xie Yuchen and looked at his watch again. Is he counting time?

"Even though the pay is high, we still have to abide by the traffic rules..."

After Hei Xia Zi passed the green light and continued driving, a white car suddenly rushed out from the street on the left.

Before Hei Xia Zi could finish his words, he quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid the white car.

The white car also changed direction in a hurry, but it was going too fast and was a little slow to turn. The white car crashed into the front of Hei Xia Zi's car due to inertia.

Seeing that he couldn't turn around in time, Hei Xia Zi had to follow the direction of the white vehicle's impact to try to reduce the damage caused by the collision.

At least people should be safe.

When Hei Xia Zi was driving and had no time to react, Xie Yuchen, who was sitting in the back seat, fastened his seat belt, as if he was prepared.

Just as the white vehicle braked to stop, another car came from the side and rear of the white vehicle, and it seemed that it was not seen for a moment due to the blind spot.

It rushed straight towards the white vehicle blocking the middle of the road.

The white vehicle was knocked out and was estimated to be about ten meters away from Hei Xiazi and his companions' car.

The airbag in the car was knocked out, and Hei Xia Zi sat in the driver's seat in a daze. Although he was not seriously injured and unconscious, he was injured.

The broken glass from the passenger window stabbed him on the forehead.

Hei Xiazi's forehead began to bleed, and so did his hands.

"Cough cough." Hei Xia Zi was sandwiched between the airbag and the driver's seat, watching the white car being knocked away.

That person up there...looks a little familiar.

Xie Yuchen was sitting in the back seat. Compared to the tragic scene in the front, the windows in the back seat were not broken.

Seeing this, Xie Yuchen quickly took out his cell phone and called the emergency number.

. . . . .

"Well, Chief, let me drive you back." Zhang Haike looked awkwardly at Zhang Qiling who stood up and was about to leave.

"No need." Zhang Qiling didn't give Zhang Haike a chance to continue arguing and left quickly.

Zhang Haike watched Zhang Qiling walk away quickly and breathed a sigh of relief. "Then take care, Chief! Goodbye, Chief!"

Even if the patriarch can't see it, this ritual still has to be performed. Zhang Haike smiled and waved his hand.

"Huh." He thought the patriarch came to him to give him a warning or a lesson.

It turned out that he just came to inquire about the situation of the Zhang family overseas. Alas, he was so nervous just now.

"Why? You don't even dare to breathe when you see him." Zhang Rishan came out at the right time and looked at Zhang Haike who was sitting comfortably.

"Tsk, how can you be so nice? After all, your surname is Zhang, and you have Zhang family blood flowing in your veins. You need to call me clan leader." Zhang Haike looked at Zhang Rishan and was very angry that he did not respect Zhang Qiling very much.

"He came to find you, not me. Solve your own problems." Zhang Rishan glanced at Zhang Haike, who looked a little angry.

In other words, the memory has not been restored yet.

Zhang Haike still speaks in a very stupid way.

Unhappy and brainless? Both. Zhang Rishan looked at Zhang Haike, who looked like a dog with a bone robbed.

He's grinning and saying, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk." It's better not to provoke him. He doesn't seem very smart.

"Hmph, don't use desertion as an excuse." Zhang Haike grumbled. It was hard to imagine that he had just been left here alone, facing the difficult situation of the patriarch.

The patriarch is still the patriarch, no matter what, that silent sense of oppression is still there.

"Stop talking nonsense, there's new news." Zhang Rishan handed the phone to Zhang Haike.

Zhang Haike, who was complaining bitterly one second ago, suddenly became expressionless the next second when he saw the content on Zhang Rishan's phone.

"What!!? There was a car accident!!? The three of them!!?" Zhang Haike exclaimed in disbelief.