Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 96: Bai Yueguang with a Tiger in Her Heart
After returning from Hong Kong, Zhao Zixuan first went back home and packed some gifts for Wu Xianglian, a dress and a necklace. He easily made his mother very happy. She told everyone she met that her son had bought her this and that, causing everyone at the unit to think she was bragging.

But the skirt and necklace were right in front of them, and there was nothing others could do to question them.

I can only feel envy, jealousy and hatred.

Zhao Zixuan did not tell Wu Xianglian that he had opened a company in the capital, as he was afraid that the news was too sudden and his mother might not be able to accept it for a while. He chose to spend a quiet day at home, enjoying the ordinary and peaceful family love.

The next day, Zhao Zixuan went to the 4S store and picked up the Audi A6 he had already reserved.

Although he has not yet obtained a driver's license, he decided to temporarily hire a driver to drive for him.

The driver was a retired soldier named Wang Xiaohu, thirty-five years old, big and strong, but not very smart, otherwise he would not still be a driver in his middle age.

However, Zhao Zixuan didn't care about these things. What he valued was Wang Xiaohu's honesty and steadiness.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the door of the old chess and card room.

Zhao Zixuan sat in the car driven by Wang Xiaohu, looking at the slightly shabby brick wall and faded sign in front of him, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

The address Cheng Yuyan sent him was actually hidden in such a secluded alley.

When they arrived, the chess and card room was already bustling with people.

Men and women sat around five or six tables. Amid the smoke, one could hear bursts of rough laughter and heated arguments over the cards.

When Zhao Zixuan stepped into this space full of life, he couldn't help but be surprised by Cheng Yuyan's growing environment.

He looked around and found that the atmosphere here was noisy and complicated. There were people from all walks of life, some of whom were not even wearing clothes and went into battle shirtless.

However, it was in such an environment that Cheng Yuyan not only grew up tenaciously, but also was admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University with her outstanding talents. Zhao Zixuan could not help but admire her perseverance and wisdom.

He secretly compared himself in his heart and thought that if he had grown up in such an environment, he might have been crushed by reality long ago, let alone being admitted to a top university.

It is a blessing from God that you can get a high school diploma.

Cheng Yuyan's success is more like an inspirational story of rising from adversity, which makes him sigh.

"Young man, do you want to play cards here?"

As soon as Zhao Zixuan stepped into the bustling card room, a middle-aged woman's eyes fell on him.

Seeing that Zhao Zixuan looked unfamiliar, she mistakenly thought that he was a newcomer and didn't know the rules here, so she took the initiative to approach him and strike up a conversation.

However, Zhao Zixuan's attention was completely attracted by this woman.

He discovered that the person in front of him had some similarities with Cheng Yuyan. Although the years had left deep marks on her face, making her look ten years older than her actual age, the familiar charm could not be concealed.

"No cards, I'm here to find someone."

Zhao Zixuan answered softly. Although he had some guesses in his mind, he still decided to ask clearly to avoid misunderstandings. "Excuse me, are you Cheng Yuhua?"

When Cheng Yuhua heard that Zhao Zixuan knew her name, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times and asked in confusion, "Do you know me?"

Zhao Zixuan was about to answer when he suddenly heard a quarrel coming from the mahjong table next to him.

It turned out that someone suspected that the person playing cards at the same table was cheating, and the two of them started to curse at each other, and they were about to fight after pushing and shoving each other.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuhua immediately ran over and tried to calm the conflict that was about to break out.

"You're cheating and you think you're justified!?"

"Who is cheating? What fucking evidence do you have?" "You can win ten times in a row without cheating. How fucking lucky are you? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You're a fucking idiot. If you don't agree, come out and fight me!"

……

Zhao Zixuan frowned, the farce before him made him feel disgusted, and at the same time he felt sad for the environment in which Cheng Yuyan grew up.

Just as he turned to leave, a flash of red caught his attention.

In a corner of the chess and card room, there was a large note on a door with four large characters outlined in bright red watercolor: "Not a toilet!"

There was a hint of stubbornness in the handwriting, and Zhao Zixuan recognized it at a glance. It was Cheng Yuyan's handwriting.

He took a step forward and walked towards the door with a hint of curiosity.

The room was not locked, and the door opened with a gentle push.

The noise outside was endless, but no one noticed Zhao Zixuan's little action.

When he entered the room, his eyes were attracted by a photo placed on the desk. It was a photo of Cheng Yuyan. She was wearing a clean white shirt and had a bright smile on her face, as if it could dispel all the haze.

In addition, the room was also filled with her clothes and some daily necessities for girls.

Although the space here is small, less than ten square meters, it has everything you need. Beds, desks, cabinets and other daily necessities are all carefully placed.

Obviously, this is Cheng Yuyan’s daily little world, her bedroom.

Zhao Zixuan looked around the simple room, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart: "Can people really live in a place like this?"

Afterwards, without staying for long, he immediately began searching for traces of Cheng Yuyan's daily life.

His eyes wandered around the room, finally landing on a stuffed toy on the bedside table.

It was a little Minion about twenty centimeters tall, clean and cute, and obviously well cared for.

Zhao Zixuan remembered that Cheng Yuyan once mentioned her love for the Minions series. He didn't expect that she would extend this love to her life and even put such a Minion on her bedside.

He couldn't help but smile in his heart, thinking: "Girls always like these cute things."

Compared to those girls who are keen on chasing stars and wearing wedding dresses to watch concerts, Cheng Yuyan's hobby seems more real and lovely.

Just as he was immersed in this thought, a stern shout suddenly came from outside the door: "Who are you? Why did you enter my daughter's room? Put your things down and get out, or I will call the police!"

Zhao Zixuan turned around suddenly and saw a ferocious-looking middle-aged man standing at the door.

The man was a bald man, about forty years old, wearing a white vest and plaid shorts. He looked sloppy and casual, and even his beard was not trimmed.

"You are Cheng Yuyan's stepfather, right? I'm her boss, my name is Zhao Zixuan."

Zhao Zixuan's tone was calm and firm. Facing the other party's attempt to arrest him, he revealed his identity without fear.

When the other party heard that he was Cheng Yuyan's boss, his momentum suddenly weakened a bit.

"Boss? Why haven't I heard her mention it? Are you lying to me?"

The bald man frowned, his eyes full of distrust.

(End of this chapter)