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

  "Are you referring to this car?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Uh-huh."

  "You don't steal, are we supposed to go back?" Yang Zongbao thought that the Japanese ghost's brain was made of something else, such a simple question and yet he couldn't figure it out.

  "Oh."

  The car was abandoned by Yang Zongbao and others when it approached the city. The two walked into the city on foot. There were taxis on the road, but no one dared to take these two freaks.

  After much difficulty, he finally managed to climb onto a bus, but the driver drove it straight into the city bureau. Later, Zhou Yi came to the city bureau with someone to pick up Yang Zongbao.

  "Master......" Zhou Yi drew out his tone and was about to climb onto Yang Zongbao's body.

  "Get out." Yang Zongbao ruthlessly pushed Zhou Yi away. What a joke, now every muscle and bone in his body was screaming, how could he still endure Zhou Yi's bear hug.

  "Master..."

  Zhou Yi was biting his lip on one side, infinitely wronged.

  Yang Zongbao was cold, originally Zhou Yi was also a pure man, why did he become like this after following him for not long.

  "Mr. Yang." The middle-aged man who had been following behind Zhou Yi stepped forward and introduced himself: "I am your lawyer, Lin Ze Xing."

  "Oh?" Yang Zongbao just looked at him without stretching out his hand: "Who let you come here?"

  "It's Mrs. Yang." Lin Ze Xing stood aside with a well-cultivated air.

  "Help me thank her."

  Contrary to Lin Ze Xing's expectations, Yang Zong Bao expressed his gratitude to Shen Rou with great kindness. Lin Ze Xing was not a young man who had just entered society. Since he was involved with Mrs. Yang Shen Rou, it also meant that he himself was not some poor and unknown person. So, he more or less knew about the Yang family's affairs. He originally thought that this illegitimate son of the Yang family would fly into a rage, at least he would complain a bit. Unexpectedly, the other party looked very calm.

  "Alright, if there's nothing else..." Lin Ze Xing said calmly.

  "If nothing else, you can go back." Yang Zongbao interrupted him: "I still need to go to the hospital to deal with my injuries."

  "Oh, but..." Lin Ze Xing had originally intended to discuss Yang Zong Bao's case, but unexpectedly Yang Zong Bao gave him a cold shoulder.

  "Thank you, I'm very tired today, can we talk another day?" Yang Zongbao said apologetically.

  "Alright, here's my card, please let me know if you need anything." Lin Ze Xing was also a straightforward person. It could be seen that Yang Zong Bao's rejection wasn't worth further entanglement. He handed over his business card and bid farewell.

  "Set up your own law firm?" Hei Gui snatched the business card over first.

  "Young and promising." Yang Zongbao snatched back his business card and put it into his own pocket.

  "Now where are we going?" The sun was setting as if waiting for the next step in some sort of game.

  "The hospital, our car is still there." Yang Zongbao finally managed to stand up and was about to walk out when he unexpectedly ran into Bao Guo.

  "Brother Bao......" Bao Guo quickly walked in front of Yang Zongbao, his face gloomy.

  "Don't make a fuss, the gods are fighting, and the little people have taken advantage of the situation." Yang Zongbao led the two men out.

  At the entrance was a row of Audi A6s, each with two men in black suits and sunglasses standing beside it, wearing earpieces.

  Yang Zongbao didn't bother to figure out what was going on, and under Baoguo's guidance, he got into the front car. Baoguo then came up to drive.

  The car slowly started up and left a trail of exhaust smoke for the onlookers.

  "Go to the hospital first." Yang Zongbao said, changing clothes behind the car and calling out to Bao Guo.

  "But, old lady..." Bao Guo hesitated a little.

  "It's nothing, go to the hospital. I want to show off a bit."

  Yang Zongbao changed into a suit and wiped off some of the bloodstains on his face, looking somewhat human again.

  "You guys are really funny, it's a child's play." The Japanese devil lifted his legs and put them on the air vent in front of the car.

  "Can you beat him up for the country?" Yang Zongbao rinsed his mouth with mineral water.

  "No, his combat value is lower than his. But the general manager can." Baoguo said with a straight gaze and an expressionless face.

  "Hmm." Yang Zongbao gave a meaningless response, which caused Ri Kui to withdraw his foot.

  The entrance of the provincial hospital has never been so eye-catching as it is today.

  A row of Audi A6s blocked the entrance. Everyone was guessing which leader was sitting in these cars. The Audi is not a particularly impressive car, but a string of black Audis like this one blocking the way is something that can't be ignored.

  After stopping the car, he got off and opened the rear door with a dignified posture. Yang Zongbao, wearing a black suit, walked down from the car.

  The hospital leaders had already heard the news and gathered at the hospital entrance. Yang Zongbao deliberately waited until the hospital leaders were almost all there before letting Bao Guo get out of the car.

  Director Chen was already in a bad mood due to the car accident that morning, and now hearing that a row of black cars had arrived at the hospital entrance, he thought it was troublemakers and stood guard with a group of security guards. After waiting for half a day, he saw Yang Zongbao coming down, and his blood pressure suddenly surged: "Yang Zongbao, how long do you want to make trouble?"

  "Me?" Yang Zongbao pointed to himself, smiled and said: "I'm here to compensate Director Chen for his car. This morning I didn't see the road clearly and crashed into it."

  "What's all the commotion at the door? Let's talk inside." Dean Li turned around and walked in, suddenly stopping to say to Yang Zongbao: "Don't let so many people follow."

  "Hmm." Dean Chen also followed behind Dean Li.

  "Brother Bao?" Bao Guo leaned in close to Yang Zongbao's side.

  "Go."

  Yang Zongbao instead opened the car door and got in.

  Bao Guo came to his senses, hastily opened the door and got in the car, starting it up with a roar.

  "Hahaha...... Hahaha......" The Japanese oni laughed without any image, bending forward and backward.

  "Bao Ge, those old men are really ridiculous, thinking they're someone. Letting Bao Ge follow them. Now I think of Dean Chen's expression and I'm going to die laughing."

  Yang Zongbao ignored them and kept looking out of the window.

  Bao Guo and Ri Gui also felt unenthusiastic and shut their mouths.

  The car drove all the way to Furong Road.

  Furong Road, it's indeed a high-end residential area, even the lights at night are like art in every household. The cafes and western restaurants on the street side have started to get lively. There are also some casually dressed people jogging.

  Yang Zongbao finally regained his sight, as the Yang residence was just ahead.

  Yang's house was exceptionally lively today, with many cars parked outside. Yang Zongbao found Yang Fenghua's car among them.

  When they arrived at the main entrance of the house, Mei Wenxin was waiting in a white dress. She saw Yang Zongbao walk up the stairs and naturally took over the coat he handed her.

  "Who's here?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Madam, sir, two young ladies and Master Yang Shuo." Mei Wenxin slowly counted as she followed Yang Zongbao's footsteps.

  "Got it."

  As he spoke, they arrived at the second floor. As expected, almost everyone in the house had gathered, just as Mei Wenxin had said.

  "Something's happened to you." Yang Tianming said with certainty.

  "Come on, Old Yang, don't be like that." Shen Rou appeared to be helping Yang Zongbao speak, but in reality, she was stabbing him in the back.

  Yang Zongbao ignored the couple's performance and sat down on the old lady's left side.

  "Regardless of age, why don't you answer Dad and Mom's words?" Yang Shuo was dissatisfied.

  "This house is mine, this Yang residence is mine, even the entire Furong Road is mine. Why can't I, as the master, sit down?" Yang Zongbao stretched out his body and sank comfortably into the sofa. It had been a day already, and he still hadn't tended to the wounds on his body.

  "This is Grandma's, not yours." Yang Shuo was furious.

  "Uh, but I have it, do you want to take a look at that file?" Yang Zongbao rubbed his sore eyebrows. A cup of tea was immediately handed over beside him. Yang Zongbao looked up and saw an old man with a big braid handing him a cup of tea. Yang Zongbao smiled slightly and took it, taking a sip. The red date and longan tea was just right to warm up his empty five organs.

  "Grandma..." Yang Shuo had no choice but to seek help from Old Lady Yang of the Yang family.

  "That's right, it was given to Zongbao."

  Yang Shuo did not expect the old lady to agree with Yang Zongbao.

  "Alright, don't quarrel anymore. You're all grown up, it's not a big deal, we're family." Shen Rou said magnanimously, as if her own son wasn't the one who was wronged: "I've already found a lawyer for Zong Bao. Lin Ze Xing has a good reputation, nothing will happen."

  "Just because one person died, it's just going to be like this?" Yang Shuo said in a low voice.

  "Yang Shuo..." Shen Rou called out sternly.

  Yang Shuo stopped talking with a sullen face.

  Yang Zongbao watched this mother and son performing in front of him, unmoved.

  "What are you doing here? If nothing's going on, then disperse." The old lady said with her eyes closed, fiddling with the hand bell in her hand.

  "Grandma..." Yang Shuo still had something to say, but was stopped by Shen Rou: "Mom, rest well, we'll come again another day."

  In an instant, half of the people had left. Only Yang Tianming and Yang Fenghua remained.

  "Why haven't you left yet?"

  It was not Yang Zongbao who drove people away, but the old lady who opened her mouth to drive people away.

  "Mother, this matter..." Yang Tianming seemed to have something to say.

  "What's going on here? Everyone knows what's going on. Just leave." The old lady didn't want to see her own son.

  Yang Tianming had no choice but to glare at Yang Zongbao and walk away in embarrassment.

  "My poor child." The old lady sighed.

  "It can't be killed." Yang Zongbao was indeed open-minded. He stuffed the teacup back into Mei Shu's hand.

  "You can't even handle this, and you're being beaten so badly. Is this all the skill you have, Yang Zongbao?" Yang Fenghua said indifferently from the side.

  "Shut up." The old lady suddenly threw out the handbell in her hand.

  With a crisp thud, Yang Fenghua shut her mouth.

  "Give me some peace today. You're usually fine, but when it comes to this, you don't even have a brain." Mrs. Yang stood up: "You won't sleep today, just recite the Diamond Sutra here."

  "I don't think so." Yang Fenghua and other old ladies entered the room, saying with a scowl on their faces.

  "Miss, be careful." Mei Shu suddenly blocked Yang Fenghuang's way and stopped her from leaving.

  Yang Fenghuang, who seemed ferocious, appeared to have a deep concern for Uncle Mei, and just stood facing him, not daring to take a step back.

  "It's all your fault, Yang Zongbao." Yang Fenghua couldn't find anyone to vent her anger on, so she had no choice but to direct all her ire at Yang Zongbao.

  "Help me apply some medicine." Yang Zongbao only then realized that the pain on his body had exceeded human understanding.

  "Here I come." Mei Wenxin took the initiative to take a step forward and supported Yang Zongbao. Yang Zongbao didn't feel any embarrassment, directly putting all his weight on Mei Wenxin.

  Bao Guo saw the house door slowly closing and immediately went downstairs to instruct his bodyguards to keep a close watch, while he himself drove out of the Yang residence.

  Yang Zongbao leaned against the window and saw Bao Guo's car leave. He then sat down on the bed and took off his jacket.

  Mei Wenxi's eyes widened as she took a sharp breath. Yang Zongbao's body was visibly swollen, at least twice its normal size. His entire body was covered in bruises, with barely any unblemished skin visible. Some areas were so purple they had turned black.

  "Take your medicine." Yang Zongbao urged Mei Wenxin, who was still in a daze.

  The latter began to take medicine with a murmur, and also pushed out the blood stasis.