Alright, leave your contact info. I’ll have other business for you later.
“Don’t worry! As long as the money’s right, we’ll even smash a basin for you!” one young guy said, thumping his chest.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. “No need to smash any basins...” He pulled out another hundred bucks.
Xiao Hei grabbed the excited original owner. “Don’t bother. Whether he takes a hundred from your dad or two hundred, it’s the same deal.”
“Boss, who else are you looking for?” The two guys’ eyes lit up.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. “No one else. Remember that kid I found today?”
“Yeah!”
“Slap him once every time you see him.”
“Huh? Boss, you got a grudge? Want us to just beat him up?”
Fang Zhiyi shook his head again. “No, no. Just one slap. That’s it.”
“Alright!”
“Perfect. I never liked that guy anyway. Boss, you can count on us!”
“Remember: just one slap, no more. Do that, and I’ll have more jobs for you later.”
“Got it!”
Watching the two young men head off, Fang Zhiyi hurried away too—he still had a pile of things to deal with.
First, he went to find Fang Shaohua, but he didn’t go inside. Looking at the smoky, chaotic scene in the card room, Fang Zhiyi squinted from a distance. He saw Fang Shaohua’s face flushed with excitement, apparently winning.
Fang Zhiyi watched for a moment, then turned and left.
But he didn’t expect someone to tap him on the shoulder as he walked. He turned around and saw a round face.
“Fang Zhiyi! It really is you. What are you doing wandering around today?” Yin Tingting asked, smiling.
Fang Zhiyi paused, then smiled back. “Just taking a walk.”
“Have you found a job yet?” Yin Tingting pressed on. “I just arranged one recently. I can start tomorrow.”
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. “Not yet.”
“Oh... no worries, you’ll find the right job for sure!” Yin Tingting said, beaming. “Come on, let me buy you a drink!”
Fang Zhiyi didn’t refuse—free was free, after all.
Drinks in hand, Yin Tingting pulled Fang Zhiyi to sit on the curb and started talking about her new company. Then she shifted the topic to her family.
“My parents told me to take it easy for a few years, said they’d support me. As if I’d mooch off them!” Yin Tingting watched Fang Zhiyi’s expression as she spoke. Seeing no envy, she looked visibly disappointed. “What about your family? Are they pressuring you?”
Fang Zhiyi glanced at her. He figured it out: this woman was just trying to flaunt her superiority with the original owner.
“No.”
“Oh... I remember you said your mom always complains, and your dad’s a gambler. You’ve gotta work hard.” Yin Tingting even made a cheering gesture, but Fang Zhiyi didn’t react, leaving her looking a bit foolish.
“Ahem... you seem different.”
Fang Zhiyi smiled. “Not really. I was just thinking about what job to take.”
Just then, an old woman walked up. “Are you two done with your bottles?” She pointed at the drinks in their hands.
Yin Tingting immediately showed off her kindness. “I haven’t finished mine yet. His is almost done. Granny, wait a moment. Zhiyi, hurry up and finish so you can give it to her. Old folks have it so hard.”
Fang Zhiyi just glanced at the old ragpicker and narrowed his eyes.
“Zhiyi, why don’t you just give it to her now? She’s standing here waiting—that’s awkward,” Yin Tingting said again.
Fang Zhiyi turned to her seriously. “No way. You bought this drink, and I want to savor it. After all, this is to celebrate you joining a big company, and you paid for it.” He emphasized “big company” and “you paid for it.”
But Yin Tingting seemed flattered.
“Oh, it’s nothing. If you like it, I’ll treat you again when I get my paycheck. But right now, look—Granny’s still waiting...”
Fang Zhiyi shook his head like a rattle. “No, I want to keep this drink as a souvenir. I’m serious. It’s meaningful.”
Seeing how earnest Fang Zhiyi was, Yin Tingting felt moved. “You’re... still so honest.” She looked at the old woman, then at the half-empty bottle in her own hand.
“Just give it to Granny. You can’t leave her waiting for nothing,” Fang Zhiyi said.
Yin Tingting hesitated.
“You’re about to become a big earner. Let Granny share in your good luck,” Fang Zhiyi pressed.
Yin Tingting looked at the old woman. Disgust flickered in her eyes, but she quickly hid it and generously handed over her barely touched drink.
The old woman accepted it with satisfaction, then shot Fang Zhiyi a dirty look. “A young man, and not as generous as a girl.”
Fang Zhiyi just smiled.
Once the old woman was gone, Fang Zhiyi stood up and said goodbye to Yin Tingting, who still seemed to have more to say. Claiming he had things to do, he left.
But the moment he turned the corner, he tossed his own drink into the trash can.
Xiao Hei and the original owner were completely baffled.
“What... what’s that about?”
Fang Zhiyi’s smile had vanished. “Have you ever seen a ragpicker collecting bottles while wearing a gold bracelet? Women like that are usually well-off but petty and greedy.”
“And then?”
Fang Zhiyi looked at Xiao Hei and the original owner. “Then? Yin Tingting’s in for trouble.”
“If I’m right, that old woman will probably come back tomorrow and claim she got a stomachache from drinking Yin Tingting’s leftovers, and try to blackmail her. I’ve seen this trick a hundred times. Don’t forget, I used to have a guy whose family had been doing this for three generations.”
Seeing the original owner’s troubled look, Fang Zhiyi teased, “You still feel sorry for her? If it had been you earlier, you’d be the one in trouble—and Yin Tingting would’ve blamed you for everything.”
Xiao Hei tapped the original owner’s head with his tentacle. “Exactly! You never learn. How many times has she played the good cop while you took the fall?”
With that, Fang Zhiyi reached his sister’s school gate, just in time for dismissal. He crouched for a moment and saw a scruffy thug on a beat-up motorcycle slowly pull up to the gate. The original owner’s sister came running over. They exchanged a few whispered words, and she hopped onto the motorcycle.
The original owner got agitated, but Fang Zhiyi stayed calm.
“She made her own bed. No need to panic.”
Luckily, when Fang Zhiyi got home to their building, his sister had already arrived. From a distance, he saw the thug holding Fang Xiaoxiao’s hand, whispering a few more reluctant goodbyes before leaving on his bike.
“Damn, playing the sweetheart role. That’s the type these young girls fall for,” Fang Zhiyi sneered.
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