Jiang Hei unpacked the gift box. Inside lay a three-section combined weapon, a silver spear.
The spearhead glinted with a cold light, sharp enough to cut hair.
The shaft was one meter sixty long, and with the handle, it reached Jiang Hei's shoulder.
"Brother Yang, thank you. I really like this weapon."
"Zong Ze gave it to you. I don't have such treasures."
Su Yang examined the silver spear closely. A lifelike five-clawed golden dragon was carved onto its body, appearing as if alive.
This weapon would cost at least two million if a martial artist fancied it.
Jiang Hei smiled, "I mean, thank you for agreeing to let me save people yesterday. That's how I got the chance to obtain it."
Su Yang also smiled. Jiang Hei was pure-hearted, not good at scheming, and a complete martial arts fanatic.
While such people might not excel academically, rote learning was useless.
In this society, having a skill was what mattered.
"Brother, please introduce me!"
Seeing her idol in person for the first time, Jiang Wanying felt both nervous and shy.
"Haha, sorry, I got too excited."
Jiang Hei put down the weapon and introduced, "Brother Yang, this is my sister, Jiang Wanying."
"Hello."
Su Yang waved. Jiang Wanying was very beautiful, and compared to the rough Jiang Hei, one could hardly tell they were siblings.
"Jiang Hei, your sister is much prettier than you. Are you sure you're related?"
"Of course, we're related," Jiang Hei said with an embarrassed smile.
Jiang Wanying's face instantly turned red. She hadn't expected Su Yang to compliment her looks upon meeting her.
"Uh, maybe it's a genetic mutation."
Jiang Hei scratched his head. The sofa at home was also tattered, making him hesitant to invite Su Yang to sit.
"Brother Yang, why are you at my place?"
"No rush. Little Wanying, make me some tea, I'm parched."
Jiang Wanying pressed a button, and her wheelchair moved forward gently.
"Hei Zi, accompany me to a party tonight."
"Brother Yang, someone like me attending a party might tarnish your image."
"Don't worry, anyone who dares to laugh at you, I'll beat them until their teeth fall out."
Su Yang knew Jiang Hei's concerns, so he had bought a new suit and leather shoes when he came.
"Try these on to see if they fit."
Jiang Hei took the suit but instead of wearing it, he asked about the price, "Brother Yang, this fabric is good. Is it very expensive?"
"Not expensive, just ten thousand."
Su Yang acted nonchalant, but he forgot that new clothes had tags.
Jiang Hei counted the digits on the tag and was so shocked his legs went weak.
"Brother Yang..."
"Shut up and change."
Since he couldn't resist, he might as well accept it.
Jiang Wanying poured a cup of tea and handed it to Su Yang.
"Girl, a full cup of tea implies deceit, while a full cup of wine shows respect. It's fine for me, but don't pour a full cup for guests next time."
Su Yang took the opportunity to offer some advice.
Jiang Wanying pursed her lips slightly, "Brother Yang, I'll pay attention next time."
Su Yang took a sip of the tea.
He could tell it was inferior tea, the kind that cost five yuan per ton.
"The tea is good."
Jiang Wanying was a little flattered, "Brother Yang, this tea is very cheap. It's definitely not comparable to what you usually drink."
Su Yang smiled, "I don't mind the quality of the tea. What matters is who brewed it and who I'm drinking it with."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanying's young face flushed even redder.
At this moment, Jiang Hei, wearing the suit, walked out.
Su Yang felt that Jiang Hei had the aura of a "suit thug."
"Brother Yang, wait for me."
Jiang Hei disassembled the silver spear into three sections and packed it into a long bamboo tube.
Outside the door, Su Yang stopped, "You're coming with me. Who will look after your sister?"
"If she's hungry, she can order takeout. My sister isn't a pampered girl, and she wouldn't allow it."
"That won't do."
Su Yang thought for a moment. People had been dying at his company recently.
It was better to take Jiang Wanying back to Longpan No. 1. There were plenty of rooms at home anyway.
Jiang Hei understood Su Yang's good intentions. After helping his sister into the car, he rode his motorcycle alone, following behind.
In the car, Jiang Wanying, in the passenger seat, looked at the Koenigsegg.
Tens of millions were simply an astronomical figure to her.
"Brother Yang, where are we going?"
"To my place. Chengcheng will keep you company. Actually, you two will play together."
"Chengcheng? Is she your girlfriend?"
"She's the housekeeper. Feel free to ask her for anything you need. Spend money lavishly."
Su Yang stomped on the accelerator, and Jiang Wanying was pressed tightly against the seat, her face pale with fright.
"Brother Yang, I still want to thank you. My brother said that thanks to your money, I'll be able to see my mom soon. I wonder if she'll be surprised when she sees me discharged from the hospital."
"Where did Auntie go?"
"My brother said Mom went to take care of your grandfather's daily life. Isn't she living at your place?"
"What the hell, your mom is with my grandfather? That old rogue!"
Jiang Wanying was stunned, and Su Yang was also bewildered.
"Let's not worry about it for now."
Upon arriving at Longpan No. 1, Su Yang dropped off Jiang Wanying and handed her over to Zhou Chengcheng. Jiang Hei, acting as the chauffeur, drove the Koenigsegg towards Tianhua Supreme Hotel.
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Tianhua Supreme Hotel.
Outside the entrance, a signpost was placed.
"The eighteenth floor again?"
It seemed someone had booked a large venue, and many people were attending.
As Su Yang entered the venue, Anna immediately pulled him aside.
Tonight, Anna was wearing a haute couture dress, her makeup subtle, and with glasses, she exuded the air of a female professor.
"Professor, with this outfit, you should have a riding crop."
"A riding crop?"
"Yes, the kind used for spanking."
Anna's face turned green, "I'm your teacher, you're not allowed to tease me anymore!"
Jiang Hei, standing behind them, blushed to his ears.
— Do they have some kind of secret relationship?
— A female professor and a student... isn't that a plot from an adult film?
— Brother Yang, you are my god!
After a moment's thought, Jiang Hei decided not to follow them and instead chose a corner seat to wait.
Soft music played in the venue. Men and women alike wore smiles, clinking glasses and engaging in flattery.
Some of these people were top students from school, while others were successful figures in society.
Of course, there were also "green tea" girls.
"Oh, isn't this our old classmate Jiang Hei? Even the dog showed up, but where is its owner?"
Jiang Hei glanced over. The speaker was He Yan, a former classmate who often hung out with Mu Shuman.
Someone insulted him, but Jiang Hei didn't really care. He had poor academic performance and wasn't handsome, so he was never popular.
Seeing that he didn't speak, He Yan's words became even more sarcastic.
"Tell that scumbag waste Su Yang that just because he's rich doesn't mean he's great. He abandoned Senior Sister Shuman, so he'd better watch out for retribution and get struck by lightning."
"How dare you!"
Jiang Hei slammed the table and pointed at He Yan, shouting, "You can insult me, but you can't insult Brother Yang!"
From the bottom of his heart, Jiang Hei was always grateful and respectful of Su Yang.
Su Yang had spent money to cure his sister's legs and helped with family expenses.
His mother no longer had to wake up early and work late sweeping streets and collecting garbage; instead, she helped Zhang Ning manage Wanbao Zhai and took care of Su Yang's grandfather.
They had good food and drinks, and lived in a villa.
Ordinary wealthy families wouldn't treat a poor person like Jiang Hei so well, especially with his entire family in tow.
He had seen too many relatives who stood by indifferently and refused to help. Su Yang's assistance was the only glimmer of hope for his entire family.
"You big ape, you're so huge and fierce, trying to scare people to death!"
He Yan, startled by Jiang Hei's angry shout, quickly took a few steps back.
Mu Shuman, seeing Jiang Hei dare to scold her best friend, immediately said, "Hei Zi, your master is indeed a scumbag, and you're not allowed to say it?"