Rebirth 09: A perfect life starting from college

After finishing his cigarette, Jiang Cheng walked into the Mercedes-Benz V-Class nanny car that had been waiting nearby.

He sat down on the spacious double seat.

"Mr. Jiang, where are we going next?"

Xing Zhibang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, turned around and asked.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Cheng said lightly: "Someone will come."

"Okay."

Although he felt a little strange, Xing Zhibang still shut his mouth and did not continue to ask.

Sure enough, not long after, a gray old Santana slowly stopped behind the Mercedes-Benz V-Class.

A thin man wearing a baseball cap walked to the door and knocked gently.

"Mr. Jiang?"

"Let him get in the car."

Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at the man, and whispered.

The door opened, and the middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap got in neatly and took off the hat on his head.

It was the big paparazzi Han Bingzhuo.

"Boss."

"Sit down."

Han Bingzhuo nodded and sat down respectfully opposite Jiang Cheng: "Boss, you called me here so late, do you have anything to tell me?"

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng said straight to the point: "Lao Zhuo, help me check someone."

"You say."

"Qinzhou Bank President, Liang Zhengtai, give you a week to find out all his background for me."

"This is not difficult, but..." Han Bingzhuo hesitated, with a slight look of difficulty on his face.

"You don't have to worry about safety."

Jiang Cheng naturally saw the other party's concerns and said directly: "With the support of the head office, you can go ahead and check it boldly. After the matter is done, you will get the benefits."

"Got it."

After getting Jiang Cheng's personal guarantee, Han Bingzhuo suddenly became excited like a chicken blood.

The entertainment industry and the business world are closely connected.

Therefore, in addition to their main job of following celebrities, paparazzi in the entertainment industry also secretly photograph business people and investigate their information, which is another way to make money.

However, compared with secretly photographing entertainment stars, secretly photographing and investigating business people is obviously more dangerous, and it is easy to retaliate if you are not careful.

But now with the boss's guarantee, Han Bingzhuo naturally has no worries.

More importantly, the benefits promised by the boss are obviously not small.

"Boss, leave this to me, don't worry!" Han Bingzhuo patted his chest and said, "I promise to investigate that guy thoroughly!"

"Okay, arrange it right away."

"Got it."

Han Bingzhuo nodded, put on his hat, pushed open the car door and walked out.

Looking at the other party's leaving figure, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It takes a thousand days to raise an army and a moment to use it. It's time to see the real ability of this big paparazzi.

"Brother Xing, please take me back to school."

After the engine sound of Santana faded away, Jiang Cheng, who was sitting in the nanny car, whispered.

"Okay."

The Mercedes-Benz V-Class started slowly and drove smoothly on the streets of Xijing in the early morning.

Jiang Cheng, leaning on the spacious back seat, looked at the flashing street lights outside the window and silently calculated in his heart.

—— Asking Han Bingzhuo to investigate Liang Zhengtai is because Jiang Cheng believes that Liang Zhengtai must have a dirty background.

Jiang Cheng, who has lived two lives, now understands the world not as simply as he is at this age.

In his opinion, to put it bluntly, almost no one in the entire Chinese business and financial circles can withstand investigation.

Almost everyone has a dirty side, just more or less, or is investigated or not.

And judging from the arrogant and domineering temperament of the three members of the Liang family, this family is definitely not clean.

It's just that no one has checked it - if you dig deeper, you will definitely find something.

After thinking about it for more than ten minutes, the black Mercedes-Benz V-Class slowly stopped at the gate of Qinjiao University.

Jiang Cheng got up and said goodbye to Xing Zhibang and others, and got out of the car.

He looked at the time, frowned slightly, and then bought a pack of Huazi in a 24-hour convenience store at the door and put it in his pocket.

Then he walked towards the dormitory building.

When he came downstairs, he stuffed the Huazi on the window sill of the balcony of dormitory 101 as usual, and then gently knocked on the glass.

Not long after, the dormitory manager in a sweat coat came over with a smile and stretched out his hand to open the door.

"Thank you, uncle~"

"Ha, I dare not be so late~" With Huazi in his arms, the uncle's tone was smoothed by an octave.

"Got it."

Jiang Cheng smiled, thinking that money is really a good thing. It can even change the personality of the dormitory manager who always gets up at night and is irritable.

Smacking his tongue, turning on the sound-controlled lights in the corridor, Jiang Cheng quickly returned to dormitory 404.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the light on the display next to him.The device was shaking, and opposite was the strange smile of the fat man with a khata dripping down his face.

Seeing Jiang Cheng coming back in the early morning, the fat man was shocked, and then his whole body trembled violently.

The scene was horrible.

"You... continue..."

Jiang Cheng smiled awkwardly, slapped the half-pack of Huang Fu in his pocket on the fat man's table as compensation, and then quickly got into his bunk, pulled open the quilt, covered his nose and fell asleep.

......

No words all night.

Sunday morning, the sun was high.

Jiang Cheng, who was sleeping late, was awakened by a classic Nokia ringtone.

Picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone.

"Hello? Who is it?"

Jiang Cheng rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked with a yawn.

"Jiang Cheng, it's me."

A young girl's voice came from the phone, the voice sounded relatively cold, but the tone seemed to give people a little flattery.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Cheng, who was half asleep, didn't hear what was said for a moment, and replied in a bad mood.

"It's me, Zhong Xier!" The tone of the voice on the phone suddenly became more depressed: "--Jiang Cheng! You didn't delete my phone number, did you?"

"Delete...what did you delete...? No?"

"No? -What the hell?" Zhong Xier's voice was obviously a little crazy.

"Okay, if you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have...ahem..."

The latter sentence was originally about to come out, but suddenly thought about it and it didn't seem good, so Jiang Cheng finally stopped reluctantly.

"Are you free later? Let's go out..."

"No, I'm busy and can't leave."

One key triple click, and hung up casually.

Rubbing his head, he twisted his body on the bed and changed to a prone position to continue sleeping.

Unexpectedly, the phone next to the pillow rang again.

"Eh? What's wrong with you again?! Is it over yet?!"

"Hehehe~Xiaocheng, it's me."

The number was still the same, but the voice had changed to that of a middle-aged woman.

"Auntie Wang?"

When Jiang Cheng heard this voice, he immediately got up from the bed.

"Are you in Xijing?"

"Yes, I came to see you on the way. Hehehe~Xiaocheng, if you are free at noon, let's have a meal together?"

"Okay, okay~"

Jiang Cheng said hurriedly: "Auntie Wang, where are you now? I'll come over in a while."

"I'm in Xier's dormitory now. How about meeting downstairs later?"

"Okay, okay!"