The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Now he's the famous Master Zhou in Beijing, so what face do they have to call him brother?

Song Yanzhou strode over, his face cold, and suddenly ripped the blanket off his legs.

Kuroko's leg was wrapped in layers of gauze. He then pulled off the blankets of the other two people and found that both of their legs were injured.

"What's going on?" Song Yanzhou roared angrily.

He knew that being a mercenary was fraught with danger, but they were all protected; it was impossible for them to end up like this, with no one caring about them.

Nanzi hesitated, and Heizi and the others were also unwilling to say more.

"Lin Yan! Go investigate! Find out everything."

Song Yanzhou's words made Nanzi and the others feel awkward. Heizi hurriedly said, "Brother Song, don't trouble your people. It's just a minor injury, it's nothing. We'll be fine after resting for a few more days."

Just then, the doctor walked in, his tone extremely unfriendly, "Hey you guys in room 69, you only have three days left. Do you want to have the surgery or not? I'm just giving you a friendly reminder, if you don't have the surgery, your legs will be ruined for life. 35 yuan per person is already the lowest the hospital can offer you. You've been dragging your feet for almost half a year! Do you want to have the surgery or not? If you don't, go home and don't waste your beds here."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened instantly. They wanted to stop the doctor and tell him not to say anything more, but the doctor had already said everything at once.

Song Yanzhou turned around abruptly, "Do it! Do the surgery right now!"

The doctor looked at the person in front of him, stunned, and asked with some disbelief, "Really? You really need surgery? It costs 350,000 yuan per person, and the money needs to be paid in full at once."

Song Yanzhou shouted angrily again, "Do it!"

The doctor was startled, and Lin Yan quickly pulled him out.

Hei Zi was extremely ashamed. "Brother Song, what are you doing? We don't want to have this surgery. We're fine as we are. You don't need to pay for it."

Xiao Hu and Xiao Lin said in unison, "That's right, Brother Song, we don't want your money, we don't want the surgery."

Seeing that they were still making excuses, Song Yanzhou grabbed Hei Zi by the collar and demanded, "I'm asking you! Do you still consider me your brother? Do you still recognize me as your brother Song? Speak!"

Hei Zi froze for a moment, tears streaming down his reddened eyes. It is said that men do not easily shed tears, but today, the three grown men lying on the hospital bed all started to sob.

"Brother Song, he'll always be our Brother Song."

"Yes, he'll always be our boss."

"Brother Song!"

Nanzi wiped away her tears. Even such a tall person had tears welling up in her eyes while standing behind her.

Song Yanzhou patted them on the shoulder, "If you acknowledge me as your brother Song, then tell me honestly what happened?"

Xiao Hu and Xiao Lin, being the youngest and most impatient, told each other everything that had happened to them.

“Brother Song, since you left, business for our mercenary company has gotten harder and harder every day. Many people are unwilling to hire us anymore, the jobs the boss promises are getting harder and harder, and we're getting less and less money. Once, we had a mission to escort a shipment of goods to the border. We didn't know the importance of the goods; they lied to us and said it was just ordinary jewelry. We were ambushed, but they deliberately concealed that it was a bomb zone. As a result, the three of us were injured in the legs. Afterwards, they fired us on the grounds that we took the wrong route and were deliberately picking a fight. Brother Nan and Brother Hei went to argue with the boss and try to get compensation from the company, but in the end, they only got 20,000 each.”

"You bastard!" Song Yanzhou slammed his fist on the table in anger.

All four of them had very hard lives. They had little formal education and grew up in slums.

He joined a mercenary group at the age of fifteen or sixteen, trained hard, and constantly carried out dangerous missions, all just to make a living.

When he joined the mercenary group, they were already veterans there. Although they were young, they were very capable in their work.

They are even willing to risk their lives to complete their mission.

But he had long seen through that the company was no good. The boss was dishonest, cunning, and stingy, always trying to withhold their money and deliberately finding all sorts of tricky questions to avoid paying them the wages they deserved.

So he stayed for less than six months before leaving without hesitation.

But those six months were also the period of his fastest growth, and he later joined several mercenary groups.

He wasn't after the money; he just wanted to improve himself.

But the haters are genuinely after money; they also have families.

Later, he had his own mercenaries, and the team went to Beijing to develop. Afterwards, he came back to find Hei Zi and the others, wanting them to work with him, but Hei Zi and the others chose to stay for the sake of their families.

Unexpectedly, after only a few years apart, they have suffered such injustice.

“Brother Song, we all know you’re very capable now, but we don’t want to trouble you. We’re already very grateful that you came to see your brothers.” Hei Zi said, holding his hand.

Song Yanzhou stood up and said to them firmly, "Don't give me that nonsense. If I, Song Yanzhou, were that kind of person, I wouldn't be here today. I will help you get back all the grievances and injustices you have suffered. Have your surgeries done properly and recover well. Don't worry about any expenses. Once you're healed, come work for me. Do you hear me?"

Hearing Song Yanzhou say this, how could they possibly be so ungrateful as to refuse? They all clenched their fists and shouted back, "We heard you, Brother Song!"

Song Yanzhou: "Okay."

Back then, he was a novice who knew nothing, and it was thanks to these people who helped him that he was so grateful. How could he ever forget such kindness!

After arranging things at the hospital, Song Yanzhou went directly to Qiangli Group.

The first thing Zhang Kuang and his colleagues did after returning from the hospital was to run back to the company and tell their boss, Song Yanzhou, that he had come back.

Upon hearing this news, the boss showed no sign of panic. So what if Song Yanzhou had made a name for himself in Beijing?

Behind him is a branch company of the Zhou family, a century-old family business.

Song Yanzhou should think twice before making a move against it.

Zhang Kuang was genuinely afraid of Song Yanzhou because they had a previous unpleasant encounter.

Song Yanzhou really beat him to death, breaking three of his ribs and blinding him. If it weren't for timely medical treatment, he probably would have died from Song Yanzhou's fists long ago.

Ever since that incident, he has developed a psychological trauma from Song Yanzhou, and he is terrified whenever he sees him.

"Alright, go do what you're supposed to do, stop making a fuss. It's just Song Yanzhou, right? He used to work for me and had to call me boss. Does he really think I'm someone to be trifled with?"

"Boss, but he's Song Yanzhou. If we offend him, what will happen..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was kicked open, and Song Yanzhou, exuding a menacing aura, appeared in the doorway.

Zhang Kuang was terrified and immediately crawled under the table.