Warm my heart

For some reason, his feet seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force.

I couldn't help but slow down the pedaling speed, causing the bicycle to move slowly through the streets and alleys of this bustling city at an extremely slow and leisurely pace.

A burst of noise came from not far away, breaking the silence.

"Crescent Hotel!" Hearing these four words.

Ma Dingdang couldn't help but shudder all over, and a trance-like look instantly appeared on his face.

Naturally, she had heard of the Crescent Hotel.

It is said that this is a well-known auction venue, and anyone who can enter it is either very wealthy or of high status.

Could it be that they are going here this time to settle accounts with Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan?

Thinking of this, Ma Dingdang couldn't help but ask, "Little official, how did you know Zhang Qishan and the others were here?"

According to common sense, Zhang Qishan should be living in the military compound now.

Besides, he has probably entered the twilight stage of his life.

In response to Ma Dingdang's question, Zhang Qiling did not make any response, but just continued to ride forward silently.

Not long after, the two arrived at the gate of the Crescent Hotel.

Just as Ma Dingdang was happily preparing to follow Zhang Qiling into this mysterious hotel.

A uniformed security guard suddenly reached out and blocked their way.

And politely said: "Hello, please show me your proof of funds."

Ma Dingdang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, secretly surprised.

I have never heard of such a thing as proof of funds required to enter a place before.

However, adhering to the principle of asking questions when you don't understand, she still asked with a puzzled look on her face: "What is proof of funds?"

The man heard the man speaking with a distinct foreign accent.

I suddenly felt a little more respect in my heart, and my attitude became respectful unconsciously.

He explained with a smile, "You'll need to produce relevant documents that can prove your assets, such as bank deposit slips."

Ma Dingdang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood what the other party meant.

After a little thought, she took out something from her bag with her delicate hand, which turned out to be a passbook from the space.

This passbook comes from Hong Kong and I have never used it since I deposited the money into it.

When I first came here, I only took the gold bars to exchange, and didn't use the money inside.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly stretched out his hands, carefully took the passbook and slowly opened it.

When his eyes fell upon the number clearly displayed there, he couldn't help but gasp—a full five hundred thousand!

Remember, this was the 1980s.

It is a remarkable existence for an ordinary family to have a millionaire.

Such a huge deposit instantly made him look at the lady in front of him with admiration.

The only trace of indifference disappeared without a trace.

Instead, an increasingly humble attitude was adopted: "Dear Madam, please come this way!"

In fact, Zhang Qiling had already secretly told Ma Dingdang long before entering.

Every employee working here has extraordinary hearing ability.

As she walked forward, she whispered to herself, "So this is the legendary mainland auction house... This is my first time seeing it."

The curiosity and excitement could not be concealed in his words.

At the same time, Zhang Qiling followed closely beside Ma Dingdang.

With an expressionless face, he coldly ordered the person leading the way, "Go and call Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan over to me."

Hearing this, the man was stunned at first, but soon came to his senses.

He looked Zhang Qiling and Ma Dingdang up and down.

Knowing that these two were no ordinary people, he naturally did not dare to offend them easily.

So he nodded and agreed.

He respectfully led them into an exquisitely decorated box.

Zhang Qishan's once resolute and handsome face has been deeply marked by the years.

His face was covered with wrinkles, showing his old age.

He sat weakly on a luxurious leather chair, his head tilted slightly.

His eyes were cloudy but still sharp as he looked at Zhang Rishan who was standing quietly beside him.

"Rishan, that person...still no news?"

Zhang Qishan's voice was low and hoarse, and contained an unconcealable hostility and greed.

It seemed as if the rage in his heart would burst out whenever he mentioned the person he had not found.

Zhang Rishan lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the Buddha's fierce eyes.

He replied softly, "Master Buddha, I haven't found it yet."

After saying this, the room fell into a dead silence.

After a long time, Zhang Qishan finally broke the suffocating silence.

He let out a long, slow sigh, and that sigh seemed to contain all the vicissitudes and helplessness of his life.

"When I die, place my body in Warehouse 11."

Zhang Qishan's tone was so calm that it was frightening.

But only those who know him well know the surging emotions hidden beneath this calmness.

Hearing what the Buddha said, Zhang Rishan's eyes turned red instantly and tears welled up in his eyes.

He tried hard to control his emotions.

In a slightly dull voice, he said: "Don't worry, Master Buddha, I will make sure to arrange everything according to your instructions."

He knew very well that the Buddha didn't have much time left.

What else could he do besides obey orders?

"As for the Crescent Hotel, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take care of it in the future."

Zhang Qishan's gaze moved to the distance, and he seemed to see the bustling and lively restaurant through the window.

It carries too many memories of him and his wife, so he can only entrust it to Zhang Rishan, whom he trusts.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qishan couldn't help but think of the escaped Zhang Qiling.

If he hadn't run away, maybe he wouldn't have died.

Maybe he has already figured it out.

What a pity, fate always plays tricks on us.

Even someone as strong as the Buddha is still filled with fear deep down when facing death.

What's more, he is now in a high position and enjoys endless wealth and glory.

Naturally, I was even more unwilling to leave so easily.

Unfortunately, his body has long been unable to bear the burden, and it is an indisputable fact that his end is approaching.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a rapid and forceful knock on the door.

It stands out in the quiet room.

Zhang Qishan, who was sitting at the table, raised his head slightly.

His eyes quickly swept over Zhang Rishan who was standing beside him.

Zhang Rishan's face still had some difficult-to-conceal emotions.

But the moment he looked into Zhang Qishan's eyes, it was as if he was under a spell.

Immediately suppress all expressions.

He returned to his usual cold and serious face.

"Enter......"

Zhang Rishan shouted outside the door with an expressionless face.