Chapter 3: A Single Sword for Four Million

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  "If you're here to apologize or thank me, I accept. If there's nothing else, please leave. This is a hospital and it's inconvenient for you to stay here." Sun Zesheng directly gave the order to leave, and Yin Xian'er had no interest in him at all. He wouldn't waste his time chatting with her, he still needed to think carefully about his future path.

  Yin Xian'er's face flushed slightly, which was brought out by Sun Zesheng's blunt words. She took a deep breath and suppressed the shame that rose to her heart.

  "Sun Zesheng, it's like this. Since you were hospitalized for saving me, my parents and I think that the medical expenses during your hospitalization will be borne by our family. In addition, we will also provide some compensation for your living expenses. This is a bank card opened in my name, with a password of six zeros, and there are 200,000 yuan inside."

  Sun Zesheng's heart moved, what he lacked most now was money. It wasn't just because of the external debt his family had borrowed for his hospitalization that needed to be repaid, but also because if he wanted to start a business and open a company, he would need a sum of startup capital. Relying on his family was definitely not feasible, so the 200,000 yuan that Yin Xian'er took out should be said to be very timely.

  However, Sun Zesheng was reborn once, and his mentality underwent a huge change. Moreover, the deepest part of his character also had a ruthless side, which was not only cruel to others but also to himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used his intelligence to develop new explosives and become a human bomb, going down with Prince Party's Mr. Cheng in the end.

  "Two hundred thousand? Is your innocence worth only two hundred thousand? Or is your safety worth only two hundred thousand? Or is my life worth only two hundred thousand?" Sun Zesheng's tone was very calm, but his words were piercing to the heart, as if he was saying that Yin Xian'er was treating him like a beggar.

  Yin Xian'er was taken aback again. Before she came, she had thought of many possibilities and wasn't unaware that someone on Sun Zesheng's side might be dissatisfied with the amount of money. However, in her imagination, the ones who would be dissatisfied with the amount of money should have been Sun Zesheng's parents or grandparents, or other people close to him. She had never thought it would be Sun Zesheng himself. She originally thought that not only would Sun Zesheng not complain about the amount of money, but he would also be embarrassed and voluntarily decline the money.

  Yin Xian'er felt a bit dizzy, could it be that everything Sun Zesheng had done before was just a disguise, a deceptive appearance? Was being greedy and loving money his true nature? It seemed she had misjudged him, a person's true character wouldn't easily reveal itself until the critical moment.

  "If you think 200,000 is too little? Then name your price." A hint of impatience flashed in the beautiful eyes behind the sunglasses, but Yin Xian'er still asked patiently. After all, Sun Zesheng had almost lost his life to save her, and this was an undeniable fact; she owed him until this debt was repaid.

  "Add another 100,000." Sun Zesheng thought for a moment before speaking up.

  He has already planned it out, 200,000 yuan will be left at home, and after paying off the foreign debt, there will still be tens of thousands of yuan left over, which can let Feng Yueting and her husband breathe a sigh of relief, without having to bear such heavy economic pressure.

  The remaining 100,000, he wants to take away as his start-up capital.

  One hundred thousand yuan is not a lot of money. In the domestic third-tier cities, it's not even enough for a down payment on a house, and you can only buy half of an ordinary good car. However, with this one hundred thousand yuan, Sun Zesheng doesn't have to start from scratch, he can have a decent starting point, lay a rough foundation, but as long as he has this starting point, he is confident that he can develop a company into a large and prosperous one.

  Yin Xian'er was taken aback for the third time. She had originally thought that Sun Zesheng would make a big demand, but unexpectedly it was just a small request to add 100,000 yuan. Had he never seen money before? Was he naively thinking that 100,000 yuan was a huge sum of money? Or was there something unspoken that required this amount of money to get through a critical moment?

  Yin Xian'er didn't ask any further, in fact she had already made sufficient preparations before coming. She took out another card, "This card also has 200,000, together with the previous one, I'll give them to you, their passwords are all six zeros. Sun Zesheng, remember, from now on, we owe each other nothing. Also, please remember, it's impossible between us."

  "Miss, here's this." Another black-clad person entered from outside the ward. This was a female bodyguard who handed Yin Xian'er a small handbag that was bulging with something inside.

  Yin Xian'er casually put the handbag on Sun Zesheng's bedside, "This is what fell out of your school bag when you saved me that day. Now, I'm returning it to you. Sun Zesheng, I should go now, and I wish you a speedy recovery."

  Also, my dad asked me to pass a message to you. If you can't find a job after graduating from university, you can go to my dad and he will arrange a well-paid job for you with an annual salary of no less than 50,000 yuan. That's all, I wish you recover soon and your whole family be happy."

  After finishing speaking, Yin Xian'er turned around and left the ward under the escort of two bodyguards, a man and a woman.

  Feng Yueting's voice echoed in the corridor, "Are you here to see Xiaosheng? Are you leaving now?"

  "Auntie, I've already spoken to Sun Zesheng. I have something else to attend to, so I'll be off first." Yin Xian'er simply bid farewell to Feng Yueying and left with the protection of two bodyguards, a man and a woman.

  Feng Yueting could see that Yin Xian'er was not an ordinary girl from a wealthy family, and when dealing with such a rich and noble person, she didn't have much confidence in her heart. After seeing Yin Xian'er disappear around the corner of the corridor, she returned to the ward.

  "Hey, who was that girl just now? She looks quite wealthy. Is she your classmate?" Feng Yueting asked casually.

  "Mom, her name is Yan Xian'er. I was stabbed for saving her, and you came this time to repay my life-saving kindness, leaving behind 4 million." Sun Zesheng's family assets were over tens of billions in his previous life, so he really didn't put 4 million in his eyes, speaking very lightly.

  However, 400,000 yuan is a huge sum of money for Feng Yueting. "Young man, I did you a favor without expecting anything in return. How can you ask someone for money? And it's such a large amount?"

  "Mom, what's the point of doing a good deed if you don't expect anything in return? I almost lost my life to save her. One life for 400,000 yuan, is that too much? You shouldn't think it's shameful or embarrassing to take money either, isn't there a reward for heroic deeds these days? I saved her, isn't that heroic? Getting some reward, what's wrong with that? This money, we can just take it and not be out of pocket. Our family can also pay off the external debt as soon as possible, and you and dad won't have to work so hard."

  Feng Yueting is just an ordinary worker with a low level of education. When Sun Zesheng said something that made sense, she was slightly moved, but she still hadn't made up her mind. "I'll have to discuss this with your dad, I'll go call him."

  It didn't take long for Feng Yueying to return from outside, "Your dad said you saved your classmate and took a knife for her. She's covering our hospital expenses and giving us some living allowance, it's all very normal."

  But 400,000 is really too much, far beyond what we deserve, and it's uncomfortable to take this money.

  However, your dad also said that our family is in a special situation right now and urgently needs money. This money can be kept, but it will be considered as borrowing from your classmate. When we have the money later, we'll return it to her."

  "What are you repaying? Are you going to return the money to Yan Xian'er and let someone stab her again?" Sun Zesheng couldn't quite understand Feng Yueying's persistence. "Forget it, mom, whatever you and dad want to do is fine. We'll repay her when we have more money in the future. But for now, I need 100,000 yuan from this 400,000, I have a big use for it."

  "Feng Yueting was shocked, 'Young man, what do you want so much money for? You're still a student, you can't be extravagant with your spending. Our family's situation is not good, you know that. Even if you had the money to buy a car, you couldn't afford to maintain it. And don't compare yourself to those rich classmates at school, they have their own lives and we have ours.'"

  Seeing Feng Yueying having a long and grand theory, Sun Zesheng couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

  "Mom, I need the money, not for extravagance, but for a big purpose. I've made some inventions at school and want to study while starting my own business, turning my inventions into industries. This 100,000 yuan is my startup fund, not for comparing with others. On this point, I can guarantee to our ancestors. Also, if you think I still have some redeeming qualities, then give me the 100,000 yuan; if not, I'll have to find another way."

  "Mom, mom." Feng Yu'e was startled and thought Sun Zesheng was going to do something illegal to make money. "Son, we can't do anything against the law. Your mom only has you as her child, if something happens to you, what will your mom and dad do?"

  Looking at Feng Yueting's flustered appearance, Sun Zesheng couldn't bear it and said: "Mom, I'm your son, don't you understand? Even if I wanted to do something bad, I wouldn't have the guts. You can put your heart at ease, I absolutely won't cause any trouble for you, and in the future, I will definitely let you live a good life."

  In his past life, he failed to let his parents live a good life, so Sun Zesheng decided that in this life, he must let Feng Yueting and her husband live a good life. This can also be considered as the price he should pay after occupying this flesh.

  Feng Yueting was on leave and came over in the afternoon. Grandpa and grandma, two elderly people, came to take care of Sun Zesheng instead.

  The two elderly people were advanced in age and although they loved Sun Zesheng dearly, there was a significant generation gap between them. If it had been the old Sun Zesheng, he would have shown some impatience, but now he knew to cherish everything in front of him and thought of ways to talk to his grandparents and make them happy.

  The two old men had not communicated with their grandson for a long time and both silently thought that Sun Ze had grown up and become sensible.

  In the evening, Sun Zesheng's father, Sun Wenbin, came over with his wife, Feng Yueying.

  Sun Wenbin works in a state-owned machinery factory in this city as a lathe worker. He is busy every month, but doesn't earn much money.

  This situation is very common across the country, those who do real economy can't compete with those who do finance, and those who do finance can't compete with those who do real estate. Nowadays, people with money are all speculating in houses, gold, and antiques. The industries that truly create social added value are half-dead, and not many people pay attention to them.

  Sun Wenbin had dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a hint of blue stubble on his chin. He gave the impression of being a sturdy and reliable mountain. In fact, he was highly respected among his fellow workers, who would often turn to him for help with big or small matters, and he was always willing to lend a hand.

  However, for this father, Sun Zesheng was very afraid, probably because he had been beaten on the buttocks too many times when he was a child, leaving behind a lingering psychological trauma.