After walking out of the community, Zhang Fan found Su Qian's phone and dialed it. However, the phone rang for a long time and there was no answer. Maybe she was busy, so Zhang Fan sighed and put the phone in his pocket.
Half an hour later, Zhang Fan returned to the Maoshan Incense Candle Shop, turned on the computer and started coding. After coding 30,000 words in one go, he stretched and stood up.
It was almost 16:31 in the afternoon, and the sun outside had already set. Winter night always falls very early.
Zhang Fan let out a breath of turbid air that was stuck in his chest and looked out the window. Calculating the time, it has been almost a month since he came to Dadong City. Obviously not long has passed, but it always feels like this period of time has passed very long, as if it has been several years.
Just when Zhang Fan's face was full of melancholy, his cell phone rang inexplicably. Hearing the ringtone of his cell phone, Zhang Fan originally thought it was Su Qian calling, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was not the call, but the driving school he had signed up for.
Although he was confused, Zhang Fan still answered. The caller was his female coach. She told Zhang Fan that a Section 1 exam would be arranged for him in five days and asked him to go to the traffic police brigade in Dadong City to take it. Don't be late. If If you are late, you will fail the exam and fail the class, so don't feel any psychological pressure.
After Zhang Fan heard this, he suddenly woke up. My dear, I almost forgot about this matter. If the coach hadn't called me today to remind him, he might have completely forgotten about the first subject. When I signed up for a driving school for the first time, I didn’t seem to have read much.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan hurriedly took out the driving school manual from the drawer and read it carefully. It wasn't until he read it for several hours that he threw the book aside in a daze and exposed it. Looking at it like this today, he can't remember it.
But you have to remember it even if you don't remember it, because the first-year exam is coming soon. If you fail, it will be embarrassing and humiliating.
Reluctantly, Zhang Fan took a short rest. After an unknown amount of time, he closed the book, lay on the bed, and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Zhang Fan was woken up by the alarm on his cell phone. He glanced out the window and found that it was foggy and rainy outside, and it seemed like snow was falling. He got dressed, went to the bathroom on the first floor, washed up, and walked out. He went to the door, and at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang with a message notification tone.
When he opened the message, he found that it was a transfer message from the bank. It was a transfer from Du Jianhai, a million yuan he called himself.
Sure enough, he didn't break his promise. Seeing the arrival of one million, all the previous unhappiness was wiped away. Zhang Fan looked up at the sky and couldn't help but sigh that there are still many good people in this world, and he also developed a lot of good impressions of Du Jianhai.
Zhang Fan excitedly put his phone into his pocket, feeling extremely comfortable. Haha, today is such a good day, such a good day.
Zhang Fan hummed a little tune and walked outside with his hands behind his back, intending to have breakfast. However, he suddenly stopped after taking two steps. He felt that when the money arrived, Du Jianhai should say hello. This would be polite, and he might not meet him again in the future. If there is any supernatural incident, Du Jianhai will still come to find him.
Sure enough, doing business with rich people means getting money quickly. Zhang Fan got on the phone and thanked Du Jianhai, saying that if anything happens in the future, he can contact him and he can give him a discount.
After hearing this, Du Jianhai almost cried without tears. He even said yes, and then hung up the phone impatiently, secretly cursing that he was shameless.
In order to pay Zhang Fan, he went to borrow money and borrowed one million from everything. Unlike Zhang Xiongyu and others, he is not a rich boss, but just a senior executive of a large company. To him, this million is already a lot, comparable to a huge sum of money.
The next time something happens, he will definitely not come to Zhang Fan again. If he makes him unhappy, he may end up like Zhang Xiongyu and his son who were burned to death.
Although Zhang Fan had explained before that Zhang Xiongyu and his son were not burned to death, Du Jianhai obviously didn't believe it. After all, who would take the initiative to tell about his murder?
No one is stupid. Du Jianhai rummaged through the boxes at home and started packing his luggage, preparing to go out. This time their company held a camping trip and were going to a small southern island for almost seven days.
Du Jianhai packed his clothes and luggage, filled a bottle of hot water from the water dispenser, and was about to leave. However, when he was getting his ID card, a yellow talisman wrinkled into a triangle suddenly fell from the crack of the drawer inexplicably. land.
Seeing this yellow talisman, Du Jianhai frowned slightly. This yellow talisman was obtained from Zhang Fan's Maoshan incense and candle shop during the last Bixian incident. Last time, the terrible Bixian was eliminated because of Zhang Fan's intervention, so this yellow talisman was left stranded and unused.
If the yellow talisman hadn't suddenly fallen out today, he would have almost forgotten about it. After thinking again and again, Du Jianhai put the yellow talisman into his pocket.
After the Bixian incident, he has almost completely believed in the existence of ghosts and monsters in the world. The southern island he went to this time was said to be very remote and there seemed to be no one around. He might encounter some danger, so it would be better to use this yellow talisman Bring it with you, no matter whether you can use it or not, it will give you peace of mind.
After preparing his things and pulling his suitcase, Du Jianhai walked out. This camping trip was held by the company, and there were about 40 or 50 people who specially chartered a passenger plane to go there.
. . . . . . With this million, Zhang Fan couldn't wait to go straight to the mobile phone store after having breakfast.
The mobile phone he is using now has been with him for two or three years. When he bought it, it only cost about 2,000 yuan. At this time, it seems to be very slow to use, and the performance is completely unresponsive.
So he plans to buy a mobile phone at a high price. After spending 10,000 yuan to buy a high-end domestic mobile phone, he left with satisfaction.
This one million yuan is no different from the one million that can be exchanged for points. It comes from real money through legitimate channels, so when it is spent, there is no burden on my heart at all.
As for the one million exchanged with points, Zhang Fan couldn't stop bleeding in his heart every time he spent it, because it was costing his life.
The meanings of the two are completely different. After kissing the old mobile phone, Zhang Fan said goodbye and threw it into the trash can.
But as soon as he took two steps, he turned back, picked up the phone from the trash can, and took back the system backpack.
This old phone, after all, had been with him for so long, and it was really heartbreaking to throw it away like this. After a while, Zhang Fan returned to Maoshan Incense Candle Shop, coded some more words, and then booked a plane ticket to Daxin City online.
There wasn't much time left for him. If he didn't hurry up, he might miss the time to suppress the first red-clothed ghost.
He has not forgotten the information in the black leather manual. Zhang Fan successfully bought a plane ticket, turned off the computer, warned Liu Ying and the two ghosts, then lowered the rolling shutter door of the Maoshan Incense Shop and left in a hurry.
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