Chapter 1243 — The New Four Young Masters of Songshan
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"Very good, Mr. Lin." Qing Bo nodded. There was no need to tell Qing Bo which way to go; to a man as intimate with the map of Songshan City as he was, he was a living navigation system in himself.
Wei Zhao called Tang Zhi. "Yun-yun, today I'm coming to pick you up in Qing Bo's car. Just get yourself ready to head out."
"Qing Bo's car? Then I'll wait for you both at the stop by the compound gate. Qing Bo's car is rather large, and it's hard to drive it inside the compound. These days plenty of families are piling their renovation debris on the roads in there." Tang Zhi thought for a moment before she spoke.
"That works too. We'll meet at the stop by the compound gate, then." Wei Zhao nodded without pressing the point. He had noticed as much the day before, when he drove Tang Zhi home: many residents had heaped their renovation waste on the roads inside the compound and had yet to have it hauled away, which made passage quite difficult. A small car could still manage, but a large one was bound to scrape against something.
Tang Zhi hung up, picked up her schoolbag and made to go downstairs, but Mother Tang came after her. "Yun-yun, was that Xiao Yi on the phone?"
"Mm..." Tang Zhi answered.
"I made braised chicken drumsticks. Take him a box to try, will you? He wasn't here for our housewarming dinner, so let's call it making up for it?" Mother Tang brought over the lunchbox she had prepared and handed it to Tang Zhi.
"All right..." Tang Zhi thought about it, and in the end took it. She had been eating in the school cafeteria lately, but since she had a private room, bringing a dish of her own was no trouble at all.
Carrying the lunchbox, she arrived at the stop by the compound gate and waited quietly for Wei Zhao to come.
Days spent waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up and take her to school together — the Tang Zhi of the past would never have dared even to imagine such a thing!
Dating in her senior year of high school? How could that possibly be?
Yet now, day after day, Tang Zhi simply took it as it came, accepting it gladly.
The boy-girl ties she had once thought so shameless had now turned unbearably sweet.
Tang Zhi found that her own frame of mind had truly changed.
The road and the bus stop at the compound gate were newly built, immaculate and lovely. Gazing at the scene before her, Tang Zhi would never have imagined that she could move out of the shantytown into so upscale a neighborhood.
She wondered how her old neighbors in the shantytown were faring now. But thanks to Wei Zhao's intervention, those residents had finally wrung their generous relocation compensation out of Zhao Qibing — which counted as the last good turn Tang Zhi had done for them.
The road ahead was theirs to walk now. She could help them for a time, but not for a lifetime — and besides, she could hardly keep troubling Wei Zhao.
"Hey there, beautiful. Waiting for a bus? How about I give you a lift?" A black Ferrari sports car pulled up in front of Tang Zhi. Behind its window sat a young man of the rich-kid sort, hair slicked back and face powdered, his eyes roving over Tang Zhi with a thievish glint.
Zhao Fafa was one of the homeowners in Changxiang Garden too. His old man was a construction contractor, and Changxiang Garden had been built by his father's company; so in Changxiang Garden, Zhao Fafa's father Zhao Guangsi also kept a house. As a twentieth-birthday gift for Zhao Fafa, Zhao Guangsi had given him a villa, right there inside Changxiang Garden.
With his car and his house, Zhao Fafa — though his name hung on some university's rolls — in truth did nothing all day but eat, drink and play, running with a pack of fair-weather friends, and together they had crowned themselves the New Four Young Masters of Songshan! The old Four Young Masters of Songshan had been out of the picture for years, so Zhao Fafa and his cronies had conferred the title upon themselves.