Father and son shared the same wish. Recalling their past memories, Li Daqiang began to help Li Wuchi build connections.
They hurriedly darted through every familiar alley, and Li Yiyi followed them, walking from alley to alley.
There were familiar faces still at the usual spot. Before Li Daqiang could finish speaking, the door slammed shut.
"Who are you? We don't know you."
One sentence froze Li Daqiang in place. He finally managed to compose himself, telling himself it was all normal, but the next round of blows was just around the corner.
Li Daqiang, who considered himself on good terms with him, closed the door without saying a word. Those he considered less close, after a brief exchange of pleasantries and learning his purpose, also closed the door.
"Father, this is the last one."
Standing in front of a rather old door, Li Wuchi reminded him,
"Hmm, this place should be okay. Back then, Dad and him..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened, and standing in the doorway was a familiar face—someone Li Daqiang knew.
"Brother, do you still remember me?"
The door wasn't closed, which was a step forward for Li Daqiang. He knew that anyone could ridicule him, but Yao Dong wouldn't.
You should know that he was the one who taught Yao Dong how to start his career. If it weren't for him, Yao Dong might not be living a good life.
"I remember, how could I not remember!"
Yao Dong looked at Li Daqiang in front of him and sneered inwardly. If someone hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that the person he once regarded as an elder brother had arrived.
"Brother, I knew you weren't one of those ungrateful people, unlike them..."
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