When Wang Yingjun heard Wang Baochun's words, his body tensed slightly. His right hand holding the phone trembled a little. He tried to keep his voice as low as possible, as if he didn't want the diners around to hear it, and said, "Dad, how much do you want?"
"Give me two thousand first, your aunt's condition is getting serious again!" Wang Baochun said with a sigh.
"Then... okay, I understand, wait a moment, I'll turn you around!" Wang Yingjun said with a gloomy expression, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath.
After he finished saying this, he hung up the phone silently, then opened WeChat, found Wang Baochun's WeChat account, and transferred 2,000 yuan to him.
The moment the two thousand yuan transfer was successful, Wang Yingjun's cell phone dinged and he received a text message.
The information displayed above is the bank card account balance. [Your card with the last number is 6025, the quick payment expenditure is 2,000 yuan at 23:46, and the current remaining balance is: 168 yuan.
[Gong Commercial Bank] Wang Yingjun read the text message quietly, but his left hand could not help but tighten a lot, and the intensity continued to increase, and you could even see the veins on the back of his hand.
After a long time, his left hand relaxed, and his depressed mood seemed to collapse together. Finally, he could no longer control the despair in his heart, covered his face and cried bitterly.
When he cried bitterly, he buried his entire face in his helmet, not wanting others to see his embarrassment.
Once, he was the young master of a top family, but now he is just a small character struggling at the bottom.
The gap in status made Wang Yingjun look in a daze, vaguely feeling that all this was a dream. This was a nightmare that made him so desperate that he couldn't wake up.
"Brother, your meal is ready!" The restaurant owner came to Wang Yingjun quickly, carrying a rice noodle box packed in a food bag from the back kitchen.
Hearing the sound, Wang Yingjun immediately took out a mask from his pocket, put it on his face, put on his helmet, hurriedly stood up from his seat, quickly took the takeaway, and left without looking back.
When Zhang Fan saw this, he couldn't calm down for a long time. After hesitating again and again, he paid for the meal and followed him out.
If you follow Wang Yingjun, you will definitely find Chu Chu’s family. Wang Yingjun was riding a dilapidated motorcycle, speeding along the road.
It was already midnight at this time, and there were very few vehicles on the road. As he sped along, it was smooth sailing.
Zhang Fan used Jin Cuihua's supernatural powers to chase her all the way. I don’t know how long it took, but it wasn’t until around 2 a.m. that Wang Yingjun dragged his exhausted body back home.
The place where he lives is a dilapidated courtyard house. When he entered, he turned on the light and saw Wang Baochun sitting in the courtyard, dozing off and waiting for him to come back.
"Dad!" Wang Yingjun called softly.
"Xiaojun, are you back? You haven't eaten yet, I'll heat up the food for you!" Hearing Wang Yingjun's voice, Wang Baochun sneezed and woke up immediately, stood up quickly, and walked towards the back room.
At this time, Wang Baochun was no longer as high-spirited and high-spirited as before, but only in decline.
He now looks older than before, even his back is a lot stooped, and his legs can't help but tremble when he walks.
"Dad, do you think we really did something wrong before?" Just as Wang Baochun took a few steps, Wang Yingjun could no longer hold back his inner grievance and asked.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Baochun's body suddenly stiffened, he turned around slowly, squeezed out a helpless smile and said, "Maybe, we were all too obsessed with money and status, and lost too many important things."
"Maybe this is God's punishment for us." Wang Baochun showed bitterness in his eyes and laughed at himself.
"What do you think, let's go get the wealth back?" Wang Yingjun seemed to have thought of something and said.
"It's too late. He will never come back for the mistakes we made against him. He will have a better life if he leaves us!" Wang Baochun shook his head and did not continue talking. He walked straight into the room to help Wang Yingjun. Hot meal.
After he left, Wang Yingjun sighed deeply, the loneliness and melancholy on his face clearly visible. He put the helmet on the motorcycle and planned to lock the door and go back to the house, but as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a gray-haired young man walking in directly.
The moment he saw the other party, Wang Yingjun's expression changed drastically. He couldn't help but staggered, took a few steps back, and almost fell down.
Because the person coming was none other than Zhang Fan.
"It's you?!"
"Why is it you!!!" After a brief moment of confusion, Wang Yingjun looked fierce, picked up the shovel next to him, and was about to swing it at Zhang Fan.
It's all you damn bastard who caused the Wang family to become like this. it was all your fault! !
"Don't be impulsive, you can't beat me!" Zhang Fan said without joy or worry.
"Go to hell!!" Wang Yingjun was extremely angry. He ignored Zhang Fan's words and still ignored him. He raised the shovel in his hand and smashed it with all his strength.
"Bang!" But Zhang Fan easily dodged the shovel when it hit him, and it hit the ground directly, throwing up a cloud of dust.
It didn't hurt Zhang Fan at all.
"Xiaojun! Why is it so noisy outside?" Hearing the noise in the courtyard, Wang Baochun came out puzzled.
When he saw Zhang Fan arriving, his expression turned cold, but the coldness only appeared for a few seconds and then quickly dissipated.
"Xiaojun, stop it! Don't do anything stupid!" Wang Baochun ran down to stop Wang Yingjun from attacking Zhang Fan.
Today, they are no longer the high-ranking and powerful people they used to be. Today, they are just small characters at the bottom of life.
Besides, they couldn't defeat Zhang Fan before, and they were no match for him now. Wang Baochun snatched the shovel from Wang Yingjun's hand and threw it aside. His eyes were full of complexity. He looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Are you here to avenge Wang Fugui?"
"If anything happens, just come to me. I just ask you to let Xiaojun go!"
"What happened in the past was all my fault and had nothing to do with him!" Wang Baochun pulled Wang Yingjun back a few steps with a hint of pleading on his face.
"No, don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause trouble for you today!" Zhang Fan held his mouth with his left hand, coughed heavily, wiped away the black blood spitting out of his mouth, and then said with a smile.
"I have other things to ask you for!" Zhang Fan looked at Wang Baochun and said.
"What are you going to do?" Wang Baochun narrowed his eyes slightly, thought about it for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Are you looking for Chu Chu's family?"
"Yes, you guessed it right. I came here today to find Chu Chu's family. I didn't expect that your Wang family would be in such a predicament now." Zhang Fan nodded, feeling a little surprised by Wang Baochun's words.
As expected of a big shot who could control the entire Wang family before, nothing could be hidden from him.
"They are not here now. You are late!" Wang Baochun shook his head and said. When Chu Chu was taken away by Zhang Fan, it's not like they didn't want to look for her, but the family declined too fast. In less than two months, it was on the verge of bankruptcy and fell into such a miserable situation.
Coupled with a bunch of messy things, they also forgot about looking for Chu Chu.
"Then where did they go?" Zhang Fan asked.
"in hospital!"
"Chuchu's mother has been in poor health, and her father is still taking care of her in the hospital!" Wang Baochun explained.
"Which hospital are they in now?" Zhang Fan's eyes moved slightly and he continued to ask.
"I'll let Xiaojun take you there!" Wang Baochun glanced at Wang Yingjun and said.
"No, just tell me which hospital it is. I'll go there by myself!" Zhang Fan rejected Wang Baochun.
He only needs a geographical location, and then he can reach there quickly with the help of Jin Cuihua's supernatural power, without Wang Yingjun leading the way.
"It's at the Invalid Army First Construction Hospital in Dujiang City, on the fourth floor of the inpatient department, ward No. 306." Wang Baochun still told Zhang Fan the location.
"Okay, thank you. I'll come back to you when things are settled!" Zhang Fan thanked him and left in a hurry.
After Zhang Fan left, Wang Baochun seemed to have lost all his strength and sat down on the ground.
"Dad! What's wrong with you?!" When Wang Yingjun saw Wang Baochun sitting on the ground, his expression immediately changed and he hurriedly bent down to help him.
Wang Baochun said in a low voice as if he had lost his soul: "This Zhang Fan is not an ordinary person, we must not provoke him..."
