I really don't want to be reborn.

"She is called a princess, but in fact she is just a princess in distress. Her mother has no status in the Zheng family, just like a concubine."

"The Zheng family has an industry of more than 100 billion, but they only gave her an electronic equipment factory."

"The key is that she is a student who just came back from studying in the United States. What's the point of having a high degree? She has no experience and wants to reform. You have to withstand the pressure, Litou."

"Zheng Guanshi is such an ugly name."

"What's Zheng Guanshi? That's Zheng Guanti, pronounced as ti."

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Zhao Chunming went to Tianshui Yaji for tea in the afternoon, and Chen Hansheng hid the recorder in his briefcase. As a result, he really heard a lot of content when he took it back.

"Zheng Guanti."

Chen Hansheng muttered to himself, opened Baidu and searched it, but it turned out to be protected content that was blocked.

He searched the Zheng family specifically, and there was nothing valuable in the series of pop-up content. The latest news was that the third room was splitting up, and various media were evaluating the assets of the third room.

These things are too far from ordinary people. Chen Hansheng is also an ordinary person now. There is too much information that he cannot comprehend.

"Click, click."

Chen Hansheng fiddled with the lighter while thinking about when to put out the recorder.

Turning around, she found Shen Youchu staring at her. After the two looked at each other, she continued to read embarrassedly.

"What are you looking at, like a fool."

Chen Hansheng said with a stern face.

Shen Youchu was inexplicably scolded, and looked up at Chen Hansheng blankly.

Chen Hansheng was in a playful mood, dragged the stool a little bit, and gently touched Shen Youchu with his leg.

Although it was night and there would be no more business, occasionally there were still students passing by the door, and Shen Youchu moved her legs to the side.

She was very thin-skinned and would not be affectionate in public.

Chen Hansheng followed him relentlessly, and Shen Youchu moved a little bit more.

Finally, Chen Hansheng sat diagonally on the bench, still leaning on Shen Youchu.

Shen Youchu had no choice but to reach out and gently push Chen Hansheng: "No, don't do this."

Chen Hansheng smiled, stopped his legs, but reached out to take off Shen Youchu's mask.

A rosy and gentle face appeared under the light. Perhaps because Chen Hansheng's actions were too much, she pouted and was a little unhappy, but she didn't dare to say it.

In fact, Shen Youchu has a charming figure, which should have bred a charming beauty, but she was too simple, with clear eyes, and was bullied by Chen Hansheng into a punching bag.

Just as Chen Hansheng was about to continue teasing, the school security guard suddenly walked to the door and said, "Boss Chen, there are two people outside looking for you. They say they are your fellow villagers."

After the 101 Entrepreneurship Base started, couriers often had to go in and out of the school gate. Chen Hansheng had already "bribed" these security guards by taking advantage of the incident with Shang Yanyan and his status as a student cadre of the Youth League Committee.

So they also jokingly called him "Boss Chen".

Chen Hansheng was a little surprised: "Whoever wants me to come in, it's fine. The school doesn't register now."

The security guard said: "They are obviously not college students. One of them even dyed his hair yellow, so we stopped them."

"Fellow villagers with dyed yellow hair?"

Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered who it was, but he was not sure, so he stood up and said, "I'll go and see."

When he walked to the door, it was indeed the brothers "Long Spear" Zhang Weiyu and "Suppressing Spear" Zhang Weilei. They looked a little haggard, with white skin on their lips and dust on their hair.

"Hansheng..."

Zhang Weiyu's voice was a little dry.

Chen Hansheng said nothing, waved his hand and let them enter the school, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to the guard: "Thank you."

The guard looked at it and found it was a pack of Su cigarettes. He smiled and said: "Boss Chen is too polite."

"Didn't I give you my mobile phone number that day? Why didn't you call?"

Chen Hansheng asked Zhang Weiyu.

"I don't have money to call."

Zhang Weiyu whispered: "We ran away from the factory and didn't even have time to take our wallets."

Chen Hansheng raised his eyebrows: "Black factory?"

"No, it's a formal one."

Zhang Weiyu cleared his hoarse throat: "What about being kicked out for fighting."

Chen Hansheng chatted while leading them back to the 101 base.

Shen Youchu was a little surprised to see the stranger, but Chen Hansheng knew a lot of people, and the guests were not necessarily all students. She took the initiative to pour two cups of warm water and put them on the table.

"Thank you."

Zhang Weiyu thanked him politely, but Zhang Weilei didn't care and took it and drank it down.

Chen Hansheng knew they hadn't eaten when he saw their state, so he asked Shen Youchu to buy some bread.

"When we met before the New Year, I said I would come to Jianye to find a job..."

Zhang Weiyu began to explain the reason.

They really came to work in a factory in Pukou, Jianye after the New Year. It was going well, but Zhang Weilei had a bad temper. He quarreled with others because of a small matter about accommodation, and then it turned into a fight.

But they had a group of fellow villagers, and they were numerous and powerful. The two brothers couldn't stand it no matter how good they were at fighting. In addition, Zhang Weiyu was unwilling to fight back, so they had to run out of the factory to seek refuge.

The two didn't dare to go back. They had no money on them. They couldn't find a place to stay in the huge Jianye. Finally, Zhang Weiyu thought of Chen Hansheng.

After Shen Youchu came back with the bread, Chen Hansheng asked her to go back to the dormitory first.

Zhang Weiyu took the bread with some shame, this situation was too miserable.

"What are you going to do next?"

Chen Hansheng asked leisurely while lighting a cigarette.

"Not sure."

Zhang Weiyu didn't know what to do next.

Chen Hansheng looked at the two brothers, then looked at the audio of Zhao Chunming in the computer, and said after a while: "If you want to go back to Gangcheng, I will give you some travel expenses; if you don't want to go back, I can also help you find a job."

"I won't go back."

Zhang Weiyu said firmly: "Since I have made up my mind to come out, I don't want to go back to Gangcheng."

"What about you?"

Chen Hansheng looked at Zhang Weilei again.

Zhang Weilei was actually reluctant to ask Chen Hansheng for help, but he didn't know any other way out, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't go back either."

"That's good, I'll find a way to arrange it."

Chen Hansheng suddenly changed his mind: "But I'm a bit overbearing, and you have to listen to me in my territory, so Zhang Weilei, you shave your yellow hair first."

"Why!"

Zhang Weilei immediately stood up, threw away the bread and said, "Chen Hansheng, I know you are targeting me on purpose. If I can't stay here, I'll go somewhere else. Brother, let's go."

Zhang Weiyu's face was a little hesitant.

Chen Hansheng looked at the crumbs on the ground, walked over and picked up the bread: "Your brother respects you but is not afraid of you. If he has a character like this and doesn't have anyone to fear in the world, he will probably get into trouble."

Zhang Weiyu didn't say anything, the actual situation was like this.

Chen Hansheng patted his shoulder: "I'll be the bad guy."

"What are you going to do? He's gone."

Zhang Weiyu was a little stunned.

"I can't leave. The Finance Institute is my territory."

Chen Hansheng picked up the phone: "Hello, is this the guard room? I'm Chen Hansheng from 101. Just now, a gangster with dyed yellow hair stole 200 yuan from me. Please help me hold him down."

"If he resists."

Chen Hansheng glanced at Zhang Weiyu, smiled and said, "Beat him to death."