"Don't think I don't know you're secretly hiding pornographic books in your drawer!"
"So now we're going to do hands-on practice in a place like that, right? Huh?"
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard whose brain is full of soybean paste!"
Da Chun was completely dumbfounded after being beaten.
"No! I didn't! Dad, you've misunderstood..."
Halfway through the call, the landline at home rang.
Old Han stopped, threw the stick on the ground, and went over to answer the phone.
After a while, he ended the call and picked up the stick again.
Han Dachun wanted to continue the second half, but his father put the stick back behind the door.
"Chu Yang told you not to forget to go to his house for tutoring tonight!"
"Chu Yang has good grades, so study hard like him, okay? Stop thinking about these nonsense things all day!"
"Okay, Dad!" Han Dachun replied hastily.
He knew in his heart that Chu Yang was covering for him.
I wanted to slap myself twice right there and then.
It's all my fault for being so talkative; why did I even ask that?
He got a beating for nothing...
On the other side, Chu Yang walked out of the bank and put a brand new bank card into his pocket.
The card number has already been given to Shen Nansheng.
On my way home, I received a text message saying that 600,000 yuan had been deposited into my account.
First pot of gold in hand!
With the houses on the bustling second street that are about to be demolished, 600,000 yuan is more than enough to buy a 500-600 square meter house.
The demolition compensation will be ten times the original amount, turning 600,000 into 6 million, plus a resettlement house of equal size.
However, if it were the building opposite the school, the compensation would be even higher!
However, if you want to buy Ah Kun's house across from the school, you might not have enough money.
Whether the seller is willing to sell is another question.
"We still need more money."
What puzzled Chu Yang was that after Shen Nansheng made a fortune from spinach, he didn't come to him to ask about the match predictions.
However, he wasn't in a hurry because there was still the football lottery draw the day after tomorrow.
Not long after, Chu Yang returned home.
The silver angel girl didn't come today to get her hair washed.
He didn't tell his parents about having 600,000 yuan in his pocket, otherwise they would have definitely urged him to turn himself in.
After dinner, it was past seven o'clock.
Chu Yang slung his schoolbag over his shoulder.
“I went to Da Chun’s house to tutor him.”
Then I rode my bicycle straight to No. 69 Ronggang Road.
Around 8 o'clock, we finally arrived at our destination.
From a great distance, we spotted a furtive figure.
"Chu Yang, over here..."
Da Chun waved his hand and called out in a bubble-like voice.
Chu Yang parked his car and looked up at the colorful sign.
Yingge Foot Bath City.
This is the place.
"See? I kept my word," he said to Dachun.
Han Dachun gave a thumbs-up: "My godfather's word is law, and I will follow him to the death!"
This guy isn't good at serious things, but his brain works really well when he's dealing with something unserious.
Chu Yang nodded: "Let's go."
After walking a few steps, they realized that Da Chun hadn't followed.
When I turned around, I found that this guy was actually feeling uneasy.
"I'm a little excited, hehe..."
I took a few deep breaths and finally encouraged myself to take the first step in my life.
At that moment, he held his head high and felt that he was about to become a real man.
Chu Yang chuckled and walked into the store side by side with him.
"Welcome, distinguished guests, please come inside."
The hostess's charming voice made Da Chun's legs go weak.
But Chu Yang, like a seasoned driver, grunted and said, "Let's change our clothes and shoes first."
"Alright, gentlemen, this way please!"
Da Chun stared in disbelief.
Chu Yang's posture and aura made him seem like a regular customer.
They've kept it well hidden, truly a master of disguise!
Da Chun admired him from the bottom of his heart.
He also thought he couldn't let his brother lose face.
But when the waitress brought him slippers, squatted down and placed them at his feet, the deep creases in his skin became clearly visible.
Da Chun almost fainted from the sweetness.
Suddenly, my mind was filled with strange images.
He couldn't even hear what project Chu Yang ordered.
After being seated, the technician appeared and, without saying a word, gave him a series of foot massages.
The sour taste was so intense that he almost peed himself on the spot.
He finally came to his senses and asked in a daze, "Is this a legitimate foot massage parlor?"
Chu Yang was amused by him: "So, what exactly are you expecting?"
Da Chun glanced at the technician with the strange expression and waved his hands repeatedly, "I, I didn't, I didn't..."
Chu Yang laughed and gestured for the two female technicians to continue.
After a foot massage, Han Dachun felt completely drained.
Chu Yang teased, "This is only the beginning, and you're already done? Don't you want to try the muscle-relaxing and back-stepping massage?"
"Who says I can't do it?" Han Dachun straightened his neck and said domineeringly, "Get on the clock!"
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