I really don't want to be reborn.

Zhang Weilei is actually a little younger than Chen Hansheng. After dropping out of school, he went out to work in the society. With Zhang Weiyu's protection, he basically never suffered any loss, except for the time when he was beaten by Chen Hansheng at the gate of Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

What he couldn't stand the most was that Zhang Weiyu didn't want to help him get revenge, and he got to know Chen Hansheng. This beating was in vain.

Zhang Weiyu came to Chen Hansheng for help. In fact, Zhang Weilei was unwilling but had no choice. Now Chen Hansheng asked him to shave off his proud thick hair, and Zhang Weilei simply refused.

But when he turned around, Zhang Weilei found that his brother didn't follow him.

"Zhang Weiyu, you idiot, be careful to be sold by Chen Hansheng!"

Zhang Weilei didn't stop and planned to walk out of the Finance Institute along the same route, but was stopped by a security guard holding a rubber stick at the door.

"You can go out, but first take out the money you stole."

"What do you mean by stealing money? Are you fucking crazy?"

Zhang Weilei was already in a bad mood, and he was even more upset when he was stopped for no reason.

The security guard thought that he was so arrogant for stealing things, and the victim had already called him.

"I advise you not to be stubborn. If an outsider like you comes to the school to steal things, I can call the police directly."

The security guard said in a deep voice, with a strong warning in his tone.

"I stole your mother."

Zhang Weilei pushed the security guard impatiently: "Get out of the way, don't block the way."

"Pa".

The security guard hit him with a stick.

The security guard didn't dare to hit the students of the school, but for this kind of outsider who was not a college student, who came to the school to steal things and dared to resist when stopped, there was no psychological burden to beat him.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Weilei screamed in pain.

Although this rubber stick is made of rubber on the outside, it is very hard and has a spiral head. It is painful to hit someone.

"Pa".

Another stick.

Zhang Weilei was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up. He knelt on the ground with a "click".

"Such a coward, but he thought he was so awesome."

The security guard spitted with disdain: "Notify Chen Hansheng and tell him that the gangsters outside the school who stole his money were caught."

Chen Hansheng was about to go over after receiving the call. Zhang Weiyu was also going to follow him. Chen Hansheng smiled and stopped him: "Don't go, otherwise you won't be able to bear it. I promise it's just a superficial injury."

Zhang Weiyu was also careless. He nodded and really didn't go.

There is an equipment storage room behind the guard room of the Finance Institute, where some firefighting equipment is stored. The lights are rarely turned on. The room is gloomy and Zhang Weilei is locked there groaning.

When he saw Chen Hansheng, he spitted and yelled, "Chen Hansheng, you bastard framed me!"

Chen Hansheng smiled, took out 200 yuan from his pocket and threw it next to Zhang Weilei: "Who framed you? This is you stealing my money."

Zhang Weilei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect there would be such a move.

"So your brother is very smart. He never conflicts with me, not because I can fight."

Chen Hansheng took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and walked closer with a smile: "Because I'm worse than you."

"What are you doing? Don't come over, go away..."

Zhang Weilei's struggle was useless because he couldn't use any strength at all. He could only watch Chen Hansheng "click, click" cut off his hair.

As his scalp became cold, Zhang Weilei finally resigned himself to lying on the cold tiles in the storage room. He suddenly missed Hongcheng.

Although I had no money at that time, I lived a happy life, with freedom and no restrictions.

Now I still have no money, but not only have I lost my freedom, but also my hair.

Zhang Weilei first resented Chen Hansheng, and then he blamed Zhang Weiyu, saying that if he had not brought him out to work, this situation would not have happened;

Finally, Zhang Weilei blamed himself again, why did he fight in the factory in the first place, in fact, the conditions there were really good.

Thinking about it, Zhang Weilei actually cried.

Chen Hansheng was a little puzzled: "Why are you crying, do you know what it means for me to cut your hair?"

"It means that you will have the capital to brag in 20 years. One day in early April 2003, Chen Hansheng cut my hair."

"Fuck you, woo woo woo..."

Zhang Weilei thought to himself, I am like this, and you are still bragging.

Chen Hansheng sighed, why doesn't the young man believe it?

After cutting his hair, Chen Hansheng patted his butt and went out, and also told the security guard: "This kid is my friend's younger brother, just lock him up in the storage room for one night to temper his wildness."

The security guard agreed with a smile.

After Chen Hansheng went back, Zhang Weiyu asked him how he was doing.

"Your brother is very good."

Chen Hansheng smiled and said: "He is just a little too polite. I helped him shave his head and he was so moved that he cried."

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The next morning, Chen Hansheng went to the storage room to drag Zhang Weilei out, and Zhang Weiyu couldn't believe it after taking him back to the entrepreneurship base.

The always arrogant younger brother became really honest, quietly squatting in the corner, shrinking his head to bask in the sun, and when a part-time college student accidentally stepped on a parcel while moving it, he took the initiative to retract his feet.

"You see, there is a reason why the saying that a filial son is born under the stick."

Chen Hansheng proudly showed off to Zhang Weiyu.

Zhang Weiyu felt a little distressed and a little emotional. If she had known this would happen, why would she have done it in the first place? All the frustrations in Zhang Weilei's life were eaten at Chen Hansheng's hands.

After a while, Shen Youchu came back from the cafeteria with breakfast.

She prepared breakfast for Chen Hansheng first. Chen Hansheng pointed at Zhang Weilei in the corner and signaled to send him a bag.

Sometimes Chen Hansheng had to be a bad guy, but the role of "good guy" would be given to Shen Youchu, such as asking Shen Youchu to help Huang Hui wash fruits on the train.

She didn't need these good relationships, but Chen Hansheng was willing to create them for Shen Youchu.

Shen Youchu walked to the corner with a bag of breakfast and said softly, "Have some breakfast."

Zhang Weilei raised his head. Although the girl in the sun was wearing a mask, her eyes were so kind and gentle, and her black hair was fluttering in the spring breeze.

Beautiful, but she couldn't have the slightest bad idea.

"Thank you."

Zhang Weilei almost forgot this word, but at least he could find it in his mind.

Shen Youchu put the breakfast aside and returned to 101. Zhang Weiyu even stood up to thank him.

Chen Hansheng smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was not worth being so polite.

Another day passed in a blink of an eye. Zhang Weilei finally didn't have to sleep in the storage room at night. There was a ready-made bed in the 102 warehouse.

"Brother, are you asleep?"

Zhang Weilei suddenly asked.

"No."

Zhang Weiyu answered briefly.

"Today, that girl..."

Before Zhang Weilei finished speaking, his chest suddenly tightened. It turned out that Zhang Weiyu jumped up and grabbed his chest, strangling him so that he couldn't breathe.

"What the hell are you thinking about?!"

"Lance" Zhang Weiyu had a ferocious look on his face: "That's Chen Hansheng's man, you can't even think about it. Wasn't what happened last night enough of a lesson? You'll be killed by him for no reason!"

Zhang Weilei stared at Zhang Weiyu blankly, and suddenly broke free from his restraints: "I didn't think about it, and I didn't dare to think about it. I just wanted to say that the girl was like a bodhisattva, and Chen Hansheng didn't deserve her!"

"Can you deserve her?"

"I don't deserve her either, no one in the world deserves a bodhisattva."

There was a moment of silence in the warehouse.

"Brother, you weren't so afraid of Chen Hansheng before."

"He told me something today, and after listening to it, I felt like a fool."