I kept entering dreams throughout the night, flying flowers and falling leaves, dreams and bubbles, and countless situations emerged in my mind.

I even dream about what is going to happen, and I feel like I can predict the future... until dawn.

After washing and holding a greeting, Zhang Zhiwei drove to see his son, but before leaving, he had to pick up Chen Lianwei at the Wenwu School and say goodbye to Yang Fansheng.

"This school is a bit broken..." This is the first time Zhang Zhiwei entered a civil and military school.

From a distance, the teaching building is mottled and dilapidated, and the brick walls are covered with traces of wind and frost. Apart from the red brick road from the school gate to the teaching building is quite new, the playground is well green, and the hardware is really not very good.

"Then you donate some," Zhang Shang teased.

“I have to donate some.”

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it. His son learned boxing from Yang Fansheng and did not give him a gift. Now he has to make up for it. As a big boss, we cannot be underestimated.

"How about building a teaching building?"

"It's so good." Zhang Shang smiled.

"So, my dad is looking for someone from the construction company and build him up for two months." Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his hands, excited, as if he was spending less than his own money.

It takes millions of dollars to build a building, and you can spend it without blinking. Except for coal bosses, most people are not so generous.

He probably is because he is easy to make money. Unlike the suffering person, every penny is blood and sweat. If you snatch his money, you can fight you to the death.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Zhiwei's tens of millions of dollars was worth a lot of money. He just ate and drank without much effort, and he became a big boss unknowingly.

In the teacher's dormitory, Chen Lianwei packed his luggage and noticed someone outside the door. He subconsciously put his pocket in his hand and touched the needle and threaded.

"I'll go out this time and commit less murder." Yang Fansheng stood straight and stared at him at the door.

Last night, Chen Lianwei had already asked him for leave and said that Zhang Shang was going to Linfen, and by the way, he talked about the days he was in the black coal mine.

He didn't reply, but just released the spool, continued to fold the clothes meticulously, put them neatly in the suitcase, pulled the zipper, carried the box out the door, and then said, "It depends on the situation."

A very cold-faced killer look.

Yang Fansheng was silent and sighed. He knew that it would be useless to persuade him. He was tortured by that environment and was so heartless that he could not understand the word "kindness".

When he knew that Zhang's father was going to build a teaching building for the school, Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, not overjoyed, but was neither humble nor arrogant, just as calm as before, as if nothing in the world could make him feel confused.

After chatting, Zhang Shang and Chen Lianwei embarked on the journey of blood and fire...
Chapter completed!