The arrogant and powerless Zhang Gangjie was instantly taught a lesson about how to behave.
Until he was beaten half to death.
Finally, they were thrown out into the alley.
He lay there motionless, and passersby avoided him, afraid of getting involved in this trouble.
I don’t know how long it took.
Zhang Gangjie, who was in a semi-conscious state, sensed someone approaching.
He passed out completely before he even realized what was happening.
When he woke up again.
He was stunned to find himself lying in bed.
This is not my home.
Who will save me?
He couldn't get up, even though he wanted to.
My whole body aches so much.
It looks like the bones have been smashed.
"You're awake?"
A voice, both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar, came through the air.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Gangjie looked over and said, "It's you? I've seen you before, you're Tian Zhiqing's cousin."
"Yes, it's me."
Gao Fan's expression remained unchanged, and there was no smile on his face. "Yesterday, I found you lying in the alley after get off work, so I brought you back."
"Thank you."
Zhang Gangjie felt inexplicably afraid of this person he had only met a few times. "If you hadn't saved me, I probably would be dead by now."
"You won't die, you didn't actually dine and dash."
Gao Fan glanced at him with a cold look. "Fatty and the others are just teaching you a lesson. Don't go to state-run restaurants to cause trouble if you don't have money in the future, or you'll deserve to be beaten to death by them."
"Me~"
Zhang Gangjie wanted to explain something, but couldn't.
After all, it's a fact that he intended to dine and dash.
I felt angry, annoyed, resentful and bitter.
He revealed a vicious expression, "They're all a bunch of snobbish bastards. One day I'll make them kneel down and call me 'Grandpa'."
Temporary poverty is not terrible.
Gao Fan said coldly, "What's scary is being poor and not knowing how to change. If you want to gain respect from others and be called 'Grandpa,' you'd better live like a human being."
If you don't have a single penny in your pocket, no matter how arrogant you are, nobody will take you seriously.
"I... I really don't have any money."
Zhang Gangjie knew very well that it wasn't just him who was broke.
I don't have a single penny left in my own home.
The parents spent all their money to save their brother.
Thinking about this made me even more resentful of the injustice of the world.
Want to make money?
Suddenly, a question came from inside.
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