Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Let go of Luo Chong!" Yang Zongbao dialed a call to Bao Guo: "Bao Guo, that son of a bitch Luo Chong is looking for trouble with me again."

  "What's going on, that rabbit, Bao Ge, what do you say we should do?" Baoguo said angrily over the phone.

  "No need, leave him alone, you check if there's anyone new entering this city recently, I have a bad feeling about it."

  "Brother Bao told you last time, it seems that several forces have entered, it's not convenient to say on the phone, shall we make an appointment to meet somewhere?"

  "Come to my dorm room."

  Yang Zongbao finished speaking and lifted Zhang Lanfeng from the ground, calling for Yu Tiennan and Ma Xiaojian to leave.

  After returning to the dormitory, Zhang Lanfeng was thrown onto the bed and slept like a dead dog. There were still some yellowish-white stuff at the corners of his mouth, really disgusting. The air was even polluted. After turning on the air conditioner in his room, I closed the door for him, so that the whole dormitory wouldn't be smelly.

  "I said Old Yang, what's wrong with you? So much trash is looking for you?" Ma Xiao Jian and Yu Tie Nan were mutually applying medicine to each other. Although it looked terrifying, they only had superficial wounds and nothing serious happened. It was clear that the other side wasn't a tough cookie either, and didn't want to fight to the death.

  "I don't know, a mad dog." Yang Zongbao handed them cigarettes.

  "Rabies is indeed a nuisance." Ma Xiao Jian's eyes widened, completely unbothered by the explanation, and instantly accepted it.

  "You won't always find me, will you?" Yu Tie Nan regretted his impulsiveness tonight, indeed he couldn't hold his liquor, and now he was covered in injuries.

  "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

  Yang Zongbao finished speaking, and the door creaked open.

  Baoguo brought a bunch of comfort goods, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Bao Ge, this is my first time entering a university dormitory, I feel like I'm also a cultured person now." Baoguo smiled and put the things on the coffee table, seeing that they had colorful decorations on their bodies: "What's going on, did that guy do it?"

  "Hmm, but he's almost done for the night anyway. Honestly, what did I ever do to him?" Yang Zongbao rummaged through the things Bao Guo brought and found a piece of braised pork foot, which he began to gnaw on.

  "Wow, great food, is there wine?" Ma Xiao Jian's eyes lit up when he saw the food and looked for wine to drink.

  "There are, got two bottles of Wuliangye. Bao Ge said students can't drink high-proof liquor, so it's all 40 degrees."

  Yang Zongbao rolled his eyes, if 40 degrees isn't considered high, then what is?

  "Wuliangye, what a big deal!" Ma Xiao Jian hastily opened it and drank with Bao Guo.

  "Can you still buy this pig's trotter now?" Yu Tie Nan tasted a piece of pig's trotter, his eyebrows furrowed. He had eaten this before, although it wasn't anything particularly precious, but the place where he bought it was quite luxurious. Looking at Bao Guo, who brought the pig's trotters, ordinary people wouldn't dare to order them in that kind of place. It was like going to a five-star hotel and only ordering a bowl of plain rice.

  The pig's trotters there are stewed with Chinese medicine, almost no meaty flavor at all, the rest is all gelatinous, melting in your mouth.

  Most people, apart from feeling a bit of licorice flavor, wouldn't think the taste is particularly special. Yu Tie Nan knew the reason was that this prescription was actually made by his grandfather. So he knew it was almost impossible to buy this pig's trotter at such a late hour. It had to be ordered in advance.

  "Haha, a friend was eating there, so I asked him to bring some back. That store doesn't allow single orders, business is booming." Bao Guo casually gave Yu Tie Nan a good explanation.

  "Brother Bao, won't you have a drink?" Baoguo urged, seeing that Yang Zongbao still hadn't touched his wine.

  "I don't drink among friends. My hands will shake." Yang Zongbao smiled and continued to gnaw on the pig's trotters: "Is there white rice? This won't fill my hunger."

  "I knew you would want it, so I gave it." Bao Guo knew that Yang Zongbao must eat rice with his dishes, a habit that had continued until the two parted ways. He didn't know if this had changed over the years, but unexpectedly, it hadn't. Only now did Bao Guo put his mind at ease - although Bao Ge had changed a lot over the years, some fundamental things remained unchanged.

  Ma Xiao Jian and Bao Guo seemed to have a similar temperament, the two of them drank happily together, while Yu Tie Nan couldn't let loose and went back to his room to sleep after drinking a bit.

  Before he entered the house, Yang Zongbao suddenly said two sentences: "Thank you."

  Yu Tiernan curled up the corner of his mouth and said: "Look at you watching acupuncture, my grandfather just happens to have an old skill, if you don't mind, when are you going back home with me to play?" Yu Tiernan knew that to learn acupuncture well, he had to find a master, so he took advantage of the situation to test Yang Zongbao and see if he could enter his grandfather's eyes.

  Yang Zongbao knew that Yu Tiennan was making a gesture, at least temporarily forming an alliance.

  "Your roommate is quite interesting." Bao Guo saw that Yu Tie Nan had gone to sleep, so he moved Ma Xiao Jian, who was lying on the sofa, to one side and sat down himself.

  "That's all."

  "Bao Ge, I knew you were in a hurry. Originally thought Luo Chong was a big shot, but after understanding, he's just a errand boy. He was also someone who knew how to repay kindness, but don't know why he suddenly wanted to deal with you." Bao Guo took a deep drag on his cigarette.

  "Hey fatty next to you, and baldy, do you guys have any backing?"

  "The errand boy only knows that something big is going to happen during this period. For a while, I couldn't figure it out either, and it seems to have some connection with the other side."

  Baoguo's words didn't make sense but Yang Zongbao knew what he meant. Yang Jing has arrived, and those who should come will also arrive.

  "Do you know how many people have arrived?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Not a few, it seems that several of the madam's children have arrived. You'd better be careful, I feel like there's their shadow behind this matter. Besides, your return is already high-profile enough, you'd best not show anything out of the ordinary, don't think you're outside the surveillance range just because you haven't been around for a few years. They're sharp, treating you like a pig in a pen. Even if there's a qualification to contend for, you don't have the power to contend."

  Although Bao Guo's words were nonsensical, Yang Zongbao understood them all.

  "What should we do?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "What to do? Look at you, don't think that just because you have some skills, you're not bad. That family, spend some money, and even the most capable person can be taken down. What are you? In their eyes, you're just an ordinary person. No money, no power, no talent. From a young age, you've never seen a big scene, nor have you experienced the cruelty of life. Even if you mix well, you're just a doctor. Why? Nobody cultivated you, nobody gave you the conditions to cultivate you. Putting you in a mental hospital for two years was meant to kill you, but you didn't die, so now they're raising you like an idiot. Letting you think you're very capable. With your abilities, do you still want to seek justice for your mom? Everyone knows what's going on, but you just don't have the skills."

  "Who told you to tell me this?" Yang Zongbao knew that Baoguo would never say such a thing, and someone who could see through things so clearly was no ordinary person.

  "Did you figure it out? But I can't tell you for now." Baoguo's face was shrouded in smoke, his expression stern: "I've been told worse than this, Nainai, but I have no choice but to accept it."

  "Is he also teaching at Kaifeng Restaurant?" Yang Zongbao rubbed his forehead and asked.

  "Uh-huh."

  "Not bad, cultivate your temperament, do business with a smile, don't get angry easily, the person you mentioned may have seen your personality flaws." Yang Zongbao hit the nail on the head.

  "Brother Bao, that person was right. He said you might have two reactions after hearing this. One is to get angry immediately, and the other is to completely agree. If you agree, I can take you to see him." Baoguo clicked his tongue in surprise.

  "No need, I suspect you're looking for a fortune teller."

  "Huh, how did you know?"

  "Is that so? When did you start believing in that?" Yang Zongbao almost spat out the water he was drinking.

  "After all, those who mix on the road have to say goodbye. But he said I'm a general's fate, haha." Bao Guo scratched his thick hair.

  "Uh, General. Finish up and get going, we've still got work tomorrow." Yang Zongbao seemed nonchalant on the surface, but his heart was racing with shock. Regardless of whether it was a scam or not, just based on how well they understood his situation, they must have had some deep connection to that family. But their understanding of him was too thorough, Yang Zongbao couldn't deny that this person had some real abilities. However, the specifics had already exceeded the realm of what a scammer could know. In short, he didn't know if he should be hopeful or not, but it was clear that the other party understood his situation extremely well.

  After seeing Bao Guo off, Yang Zongbao sat alone in the living room and drank up the remaining Wuliangye.

  Yang Zongbao was not one to drink in front of others, but tonight, under such shocking circumstances, he let the spicy liquor flow down his throat, stimulating his nerves.

  Yang Zongbao doesn't often drink, but that doesn't mean he can't hold his liquor. On the contrary, he was born with a three-part tolerance for alcohol. Half a kilogram of white wine won't make him feel uncomfortable at all, just slightly tipsy.

  Many things are unclear now, Yang Zongbao told himself that it's not the right time yet, he doesn't have any capital. Without capital, he can only wait. Anyway, he is 22 years old now and has a long way to go, so there's no need to rush. Just accumulate slowly.

  Like this, gnawing on pig's trotters until dawn, Yang Zongbao took a bath and packed up the remaining pig's trotters. Although today is Sunday, as the deputy director of the second-line duty room, if you can't finish eating, don't leave any leftovers, right? This has to be bought with money, after all.

  Yang Zongbao got up very early, so when he walked through the campus in the morning, apart from those who loved to study, there were also those who exercised.

  Of course, there is also this great god in front of us.

  "I said, kid, why do I keep running into you these two days?" Yang Zongbao walked slowly, it was still early: "It can't be that you want to return the meal card, I didn't eat yesterday, and I'll give it back to you after I finish eating today."

  "Am I such a petty person?" Zhou Yi's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, thinking to himself that this guy really didn't know how his brain worked: "Last night..."

  "What's wrong with last night?" Yang Zongbao didn't want to bring it up.

  "Feng Yuxiang is not that kind of person, just...," Zhou Yi stuttered.

  "He asked you to plead for him? Don't worry, I won't target him. What's public is public, what's private is private." Yang Zongbao really thought so.

  "Thank you." Zhou Yi didn't know what to say anymore.

  "No need to thank me, having your own abilities is more important than anything else. That's all I have to say."

  Yang Zongbao wanted to shake off Zhou Yi and walk by himself. But he didn't expect that little guy to keep following behind him.

  Arrived at the hospital, changed clothes, just met the director drinking tea.

  "What's that?" Director Mao caught sight of the pig trotters in Yang Zongbao's hand.

  "Breakfast." Yang Zongbao handed it over very punctually.

  "Having this for breakfast?" The director took it and looked inside, muttering softly: "You can still buy such good stuff for me to eat?"

  "Uh." Yang Zongbao also didn't know what to say, originally it was just to save some money and brought it along conveniently, something he hadn't spent his own money on, now being praised for it, really made him feel embarrassed.

  "Stop humming, why did you bring only one student and another?" Director Mao saw Zhou Yi following behind Yang Zongbao, but didn't see Feng Yuxiang, so he asked this.