After posting to my Moments, Zhao Liang went back and forth incredibly and read the things Wei Xi gave him several times on the way back and forth, confirming that the book was indeed "Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism" yes. There was nothing in it, it was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary. There were even test points drawn with highlighters on it, which looked very similar to the textbooks Wei Xi had used.

Zhao Liang fell silent when he looked at the huge text on the cover. After a long time, he thought with some uncertainty that he had been cheated, right?

Buy this for nearly 4,000 yuan?

But this speculation came to my mind, but it was untenable. After all, the conclusion Wei Xi had just calculated for him was indeed incredibly accurate, so that he still counted on his hair when he was thinking about those words and found out that he was sick and his father died. He even fell down when he was five years old just to cheat thousands of dollars? I am afraid he is not a fool.

After thinking about it, Zhao Liang couldn't figure it out. In desperation, he had to stuff the inexplicable textbook into his bag and do his job properly.

As an entrepreneur, he had to deal with so much work that he had to deal with. What's more, he had been sick for half a month and had saved up a lot of old business. Therefore, after the last business event, the sky outside had already reached the moon and the willows.

The business partners sent him out of the restaurant. Seeing that the driver was not there, they asked a few questions in confusion. Zhao Liang smiled and reached out to take a taxi: "After this is the National Day Golden Week, Xiao Liu also wants to accompany his girlfriend. I asked him to go back early."

He hadn't traveled alone for many years. When he got off the bus at the entrance of the community, he looked at the gloomy sky above his head and thought it would be nice to walk back like this to blow the evening breeze.

Not to mention, today's evening breeze is really cool, not like autumn tigers at all.

The sky above his head was so dark that it was no stars. It was almost raining. Zhao Liang put his suit and jacket together and walked towards his home in a familiar way. This villa area is located on the south side of the Second Ring Road, with every inch of land. It was developed very carefully and the greening coverage rate was very high. It was because he was attracted by this and chose to buy it.

The night wind rustled the trees beside him. He looked up comfortably and admired the swaying branches and leaves under the street lights. As he walked, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Isn't this a bit too long?

His villa is not far from the community gate. He usually drives back and forth for a maximum of one or two minutes by driving from the garage for more than ten yards. But now he has been walking for more than ten minutes, but he has never seen the familiar courtyard gate of his home.

Zhao Liang turned around and looked at the security guard booth that had just passed by was no longer visible. He took out his cell phone and showed that it was 11:35 in the middle of the night.

Everything was silent everywhere, except for the rustling leaves, there was not even the sound of insects, as if he was the only living creature left in the world.

A subtle uneasiness arose in his heart, and he held back and walked forward for a moment. Finally, he was sure that this was not an illusion and immediately wanted to call home. But no one answered the phone. Even after changing several people, he only waited until they automatically hung up. Zhao Liang stared at the phone that was beating until it was about to end again, and was about to scold these people for not knowing where they died in the middle of the night, but they didn't answer the phone. He accidentally swept to the top time and was immediately struck by lightning.

At eleventh-thirty-five, he had been tossing for so long, but he didn't jump back for a minute.

The indescribable coldness surged across his limbs and bones. He shuddered for a moment, and even the sky spirit cover became cold. He was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and ran backwards.

However, this road seemed to have no end. Not only did it not reach the door of the house, but it didn't even know where the security booth passed by had just gone.

No matter how calm the mall was, Zhao Liang was inevitably frightened by this strange scene. He shouted at the security guard at the top of his voice, but the only thing that responded to his footsteps and shouts was the rustling night wind beside him.

Zhao Liang's mind was blank, but no matter how he ran, the surrounding environment still had no change. Seeing that there was no hope to run out and no contact with the outside world, he ran exhausted and shouted until his voice was hoarse. Finally, he couldn't bear the heavier and heavier fear, and knelt on the ground in collapse.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

No answer.

What is this? Is it a ghost to hit a wall? Could it be that I will be trapped here forever from now on?

Zhao Liang hugged his bag tightly, and the hope in his eyes finally slowly faded, and he calmed down in despair in the silence that seemed to be endless.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his briefcase seemed to be a bit unreasonable, especially with the cold wind blowing around him, he turned into a warm baby that automatically heated up.

Zhao Liang was stunned for a moment, subconsciously opened the bag, and immediately saw the book inside that he had just rolled in. Because it was stuffed too casually, the corners of the pages were pressed up and raised up. Zhao Liang stretched out his fingers and touched them, and his fingertips touched the soft and warmth.

Wei Xi's sentence flashed through his mind in the flash of lightning: "Take this thing on your body to avoid some trouble."

Zhao Liang stared in shock - No, no, right?

But the body has moved faster than the mind.

The moment he grabbed the book, a wonderful change that could not be said to come, as if something was hitting him, pushing his head back.

His eyes turned dark, and when he opened it again, he was already standing next to the security booth in his community.

The hot air in early autumn enveloped his body, and the security guard at the booth stood beside him with a strange look on his face: "Mr. Zhao? Mr. Zhao? You have been standing here for a long time. Do you have anything to come to us?"

Zhao Liang blinked. For a short time, he even thought that everything he had just happened was just his own hallucination.

However, the scene he saw was shocked by his body, and his right hand was tightly grasping the book that should have been placed in his bag.

The night wind blew, it was tide and hot, but he was shaking, and his pores stood up one by one.

The security guard in Jiawan Garden was complaining about what the owner who was standing next to the booth wanted to do. The next second his arm was firmly grasped. The owner in the suit and tie asked in a terrified tone: "Sorry, can you please send me to your doorstep?"

This requirement is very strange, but who made the property fees in this community high? The staff are still very service-oriented. The little security guard immediately agreed, thinking that such an elite successful person would be afraid of the dark?

As he thought about this, he suddenly heard the sound coming from behind. When he turned around, he found that the elite was actually spreading a book while walking.

Little security guard: "??" Is it so late that I still have to walk on the road to read books. Do rich people work so hard?

Who knew that the weirdness was far more than this. The next second, this successful person with a gentle and smart face actually opened his mouth and began to read aloud-

“Practice is the foundation of the human world!”

"The world is unified with matter!"

"Materials determine consciousness!"

"Everything starts from reality!"

He read it up and down, relished, as if he had been immersed in it wholeheartedly and could not extricate himself.

Little security guard: “…………………”

This is not a fucking hard work, is it a disease?

****

Wei Tianyi could not stay at the Expo at all, and soon flew back to the capital with his assistant a ticket.

When he truly witnessed the changes in the courtyard gate of Butler Zhou verbally told him, the boiling anger on his head was aroused to another peak. The moment he rushed into the house, he was so angry that his mind was confused. He stood in the entrance hall and couldn't take care of changing his shoes. He started roaring at the top of his throat: "Damn it! Get out of here!!"

He used to be a big deal at home. Not to mention his two sons, even his wife could only serve him carefully. Among them, his eldest son Wei Xi was the most cowardly. He was so scared that he could see him frowning slightly.

But today, he failed to see the scene of his eldest son coming to apologize as he wished. Only Butler Zhou came forward with a broom to greet him: "Sir, why are you back early?"

"If I don't come back, this family will be demolished by that little bastard! Where is someone else? Call him out, I will beat him to death today!" Wei Tianyi was angry and asked him suspiciously, "Why are you carrying a broom?"

When Mr. Zhou heard this, he sobbed: "I'll go to sweep the yard, and the eldest son said that I will be responsible for the hygiene near the signboard in the future."

"…??" Wei Tianyi's anger was so full of anger that he was stunned for a few seconds by this answer. "What?"

At this time, another familiar figure broke into Yu Guang. Wei Tianyi turned to look. The youngest son Wei Chengshu lifted a bucket and walked outside expressionlessly. When he saw him, he stopped and shouted lightly: "Dad, you are back."

Butler Zhou explained: "The Second Young Master is the one who is responsible for brushing the signboard."

Wei Tianyi: "..."

He was furious and said, "Don't go! No one is allowed! A bastard, I think he's tired of living!"

He didn't wait for Butler Zhou to call someone, but kicked off his shoes and ran upstairs. He turned against him, and turned against him! Who has the final say in this family!

He was so angry that he was dizzy that he smashed his son's door and smashed it with great energy: "Little bastard, get out!"

A pleasant sound effect was faintly heard from inside, and then Wei Xi's lazy voice: "Who?"

Wei Tianyi was furious: "Who? Who did you say it is? I am your father!"

He thought this was enough to scare the other party to death, but after a long time, the door opened slowly. Wei Xi did not put on his shirt, put on a pair of pants and stood barefoot behind the door, his hair was messy and fluffy, and his eyes were still staring at the cell phone in his hand.

Seeing the phone, Butler Zhou, who was following Wei Tianyi, sobbed again, and tears were filled with fear of being dominated.

Wei Xi ignored it and only took the time to scan Wei Tianyi's face covered with clouds: "Speak softly, I can't even hear the little crocodile."

Wei Tianyi looked at the screen of the phone, and was so angry that the crocodile on his head who was waiting for a shower that looked like a smile on his face turned black. He was so angry that he laughed backwards and asked sinisterly: "Is it fun?"

"It's fun!" Wei Xi immediately became happy and remembered something, "Oh, you're back just in time. In the future, we will leave it to you for our Taicang Sect to entertain guests."

Wei Tianyi: "????????" Am I here to talk to you about this?

He yelled: "What did you say? You say it again?! What am I responsible for?"

Wei Xi was embarrassed, and the other party seemed to have an objection to his division of labor. Duanjieyi said that he should listen carefully to his subordinates' expectations for his job. Therefore, he was not dissatisfied with Wei Tianyi's yell. Instead, he asked patiently: "If you don't want to entertain guests, why not change it with Chengshu and wipe the sign?"

Wei Tianyi: “………………………………”

He finally found himself talking to the duck, and his eyes were so angry that his eyes were straight and his breath was as if he was panting. Butler Zhou hurriedly came up to support his shaky body, and at the same time stretched out his finger to the boss and pointed it at his temple, whispering: "Sir, don't be angry, the eldest young master has been like this since he got home. Maybe he has been outside for a long time, so what, you know."

Wei Tianyi held his shoulder and stood firmly. He almost spit out blood when he heard this. He regretted that he had not sent someone to get his son back soon. But no matter how regretted he regretted it, his anger was not at all. Seeing that Wei Xi was still considerate as if you were not satisfied with me, I would do the job again, he gritted his teeth and simply smiled hideously.

"Okay, wipe the sign, I'll let you wipe it!"

After saying that, he left Butler Zhou and turned around and left.

Butler Zhou stared at his husband's puffer-like back in a daze. Wei Xi lowered his head and began to stare at the mobile phone screen, explaining lightly: "He is going to entertain guests for me."

Hospitality, I'll treat your mother!

Wei Tianyi stepped into the yard angrily, rolled up his sleeves while walking towards the gate, thinking to himself, little bastard, let your father wipe the sign? I will tear your broken sign now! Let you know who is the decision of this family!

Unexpectedly, when he walked around the door, he saw a familiar face just as he was about to take action, and immediately put down the sleeve on his arm: "Old Zhao, why is it you?"

Old Zhao still looked so elegant, holding a book in his arms, and said politely: "I'll come to find Mr. Wei."

The entrepreneurs living in this area have some friendship. Wei Tianyi and this neighbor named Zhao also have a lot of contact in business. Therefore, when facing each other, they still have to suppress their anger and show a decent attitude, pulling the corner of their mouth and smiling reluctantly: "Are you looking for me? Is there anything wrong?"

"Who is looking for you!" Zhao Liang pulled down his face, looked at him for no reason, and at the same time stretched his head and looked into the room, his tone became polite again, "What, Wei Xi, is Master Wei at home?"

Wei Tianyi: "..."

Seeing him silent, Old Zhao happily shared: "You don't know, I read Marx given to me by Master Wei overnight last night, and now I have a great understanding!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed. He squatted down and shook his friend who was softly lying on the ground in front of him.
Chapter completed!