Chapter 123 — A Father and His Son of the Zhong Family [Monthly Tickets — Can I Have Some, Please? A New Chapter Is Up! Tang Zhi Asks: Got Any Monthly Tickets...]
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Wei Zhao, though it did not hurt much, still smiled bitterly. Tang Zhi apparently found him deeply disagreeable. That morning he had been dreaming of cultivating a pure and innocent romance... and it had shattered so quickly.
It looked like Tang Zhi was more or less out of the question. That left only Shen Yushu, and even she seemed rather unlikely...
"Boss, how come Tang Zhi looks so full of resentment toward you?" Kang Xiaofeng had never been able to figure it out. Wei Zhao and Tang Zhi had not known each other before, so why had Tang Zhi been glaring at Wei Zhao from the very moment they met?
"If I knew, wouldn't that solve the problem?" Wei Zhao explained, somewhat speechless.
"True enough. Hey? Boss, do you think it could be that Tang Zhi likes you?" Kang Xiaofeng said suddenly.
"Huh? Likes me? What makes you say that?" Wei Zhao started, staring at Kang Xiaofeng in astonishment.
"I heard about a brother in one of the upper years at school. There was this girl who was the academic rep in his class, and she liked him, so she was always picking on him. Whenever he skipped class or something, he'd get a proper dressing-down from her..." Kang Xiaofeng said. "What do you say, could Tang Zhi be the same?"
Wei Zhao rolled his eyes. Can we stick to the facts here?
"That business you mentioned, sure, it's possible. But Tang Zhi has known me for two and a half days, and she already likes me? Is that likely?" Wei Zhao shook his head. If you put it that way, the young lady back home was always finding me disagreeable and giving me grief too—so does that mean she likes me as well?
"That's a fair point..." Kang Xiaofeng gave a dry laugh, and he and Wei Zhao walked on toward the school.
When they were nearly at the school gate, Kang Xiaofeng suddenly pointed at somewhere not far ahead. "Boss, look, it's Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu..."
"Oh..." Wei Zhao had been keeping an eye on Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu out of the corner of his vision the whole time, so he was not surprised.
"Huh? Boss, look at the car they're sitting in—it looks like the very same one you were just in!" Kang Xiaofeng's talent for spotting things was formidable indeed.
"Is that so? Must be a different one, no?" Wei Zhao gave a laugh. "Come on, let's not bother with them."
"True enough. Too far out of our reach—not exactly realistic." Kang Xiaofeng heaved a sigh heavy with the weariness of the world. "That feeling of rich folk sitting up high and mighty—I know it only too well..."
Wei Zhao had no idea why Kang Xiaofeng would suddenly wax so sentimental. But judging from these past few days together, Kang Xiaofeng's family circumstances, if not especially good, were hardly bad either—middling, at most. So what did that remark of his mean...?
Still, to keep Kang Xiaofeng from dwelling too much on the car, Wei Zhao asked no more, and quickened his pace alongside him into the school grounds.
A Mercedes-Benz S600L pulled up not far from the school gate, some distance from Uncle Qing's Bentley, though it did not draw any closer.
"That old devil Li Fu's car is up ahead, so we won't go over. Now, did you remember what I told you?" Zhong Fabai shot his son in the passenger seat a glare and scolded him in the tone of a man despairing of his son's worth.
"I remembered... Dad." Zhong Yongliang answered cautiously. "I won't go meddling in other people's business anymore..."
The "other people's business" he spoke of naturally referred to the matter of Wei Zhao. He dared not say that he had been out to make trouble for Wei Zhao; instead he laid the blame for seeking out Wei Zhao at Zhang Naipao's feet—Zhang Naipao had been stepped on by Wei Zhao, and so he had gone to settle the score. This way he could shed a little of the responsibility himself.