Zhisheng middle school is one of the best private schools in the state capital. Many powerful children are sent here to go to school. Of course, just like the Royal College, it also recruits civilian students with particularly good academic performance, and gives them generous scholarships so that they don''t need to be distracted by things other than learning.
Any school is essentially a business, but this business bears too much social responsibility, which is enough to make some people ignore the fact of "paying money" and "reaping results", which is no different from paying for things in stores. Since it is a business and regards education as a commodity, it is natural to show the best commodity, that is, these civilian students. They know better that knowledge can indeed change their fate, so they study harder and let more potential customers see this school.
When the school bell rang, there was a constant sound of vehicles starting in the parking lot of the school, and luxury cars drove out of the campus and disappeared on the road. Then some walking students came out of the campus.
Ernest saw a student walking with his head down. His school uniform was a little white and his feet were not wearing expensive leather boots. He immediately leaned over.
The student took a wary look at Ernest, made a little distance, and continued to lower his head to go around Ernest. When Ernest greeted him very politely, "this classmate, I have something to ask you for advice." then he took out two ten dollar bills, For the children of rich and powerful families, it may be pocket money every day, but for the children of these ordinary families, it is the salary of their parents for one week to two weeks.
The student immediately stopped his steps, glanced shyly at the money in Ernest''s hand, and then looked at him, "what can I do for you, sir?"
In Zhisheng middle school, where children from powerful families gather together, as ordinary students, there is nothing to take. Neither money nor personal experience can match these children with special talents. Perhaps some people will feel that they can take knowledge and achievements, which is just a kind of good self comfort. Even if their grades are excellent, they will be able to enter the Royal College in the future, and finally come out to work for these students.
Even if you can enter the old and new parties with a little promise, you are still the subordinate of these students'' father, and you are the most humble subordinate.
Therefore, many children with good grades clearly realize this. They do not have any advantages in front of those students who are born with talents that others cannot surpass. Naturally, they will not be stupid enough to look down on these students, let alone money and power.
Facing the 20 yuan in Ernest''s hand, the classmate realistically decided to serve the 20 yuan once, as long as he didn''t trample on his dignity.
"Do you know Richard?", Ernest pointed to the tea restaurant not far away. "Let''s talk over there."
As they walked outside, the student said, "I know him. No one doesn''t know him in winning. He is our prince because his father is Mr. governor." when the student said these words, a ray of envy flashed in his eyes. Richard''s academic achievements and sports achievements are very poor, but he will always be the most popular person. The most powerful group of people in the school are around him, and those beautiful girls are always willing to lie in bed and let him take advantage.
Just because his father is the governor, which is very unfair, but also very fair, because the word fairness has not served the bottom of the Empire since its birth.
Ernest smiled. He could see that the student didn''t like Richard, which was what he hoped. They crossed the road and walked into the tea restaurant. Ernest asked for a remote place and ordered some recommended dishes here to continue the topic, "I know the next words may make you wary and misunderstood, so I need to explain in advance. I''m not a bad man. I just want to impress his father through Richard."
"Yes, in your understanding, I am no different from ''those people'', but I am more sincere."
The student nodded. He was seduced by $20. It doesn''t mean he is a fool. If the man in front of him is a bad man such as a kidnapper, they might be able to trace him if they were caught after kidnapping Richard. He can''t tell the truth. Even if Ernest says so now, he won''t tell the whole truth. He needs to protect himself and his home The court still needs him to change.
Ernest directly put 20 yuan on the table and pushed it, "next, there is a return of 10 yuan for each problem!"
When he tried to get close to Richard, a group of people were looking for him and his master.
"This is a photo of solo and Ernest. I hope you can remember their appearance as soon as possible. To be honest, I have violated the rules!" , in a cafe opposite the imperial central bank, a bank staff member placed two photos on the table, surrounded by a group of young people in duck tongue hats, windbreaker and plaid vest white shirts. There was a very special smell on them, which made him hate and afraid.
These people may be gang members. He can also guess that the purpose of these people looking at the photos is to find this man named solo and Ernest. The reason why he did so was that someone called him and told him that if he did not do so, he would expose the scandal that he acted in collusion with others to obtain loans from the imperial central bank. This will not only ruin his reputation, but also let him eat prison food in prison for a lifetime.
He took a few impatient steps back and forth and urged, "well, no, the time is coming. I can''t leave my post for so long!!"
A fat guy with a round felt hat and a dark windbreaker walked over and held his hand. "My children haven''t remembered the looks of these two guys yet. Please wait a little longer!" said the guy shaking his hand hard.
As soon as he wanted to break free, he felt something in the palm of his hand. He was not very comfortable. He knows what it is. He deals with these things every day. How can he not know?
It''s money, a roll of money, at least one or two hundred dollars. His expression suddenly eased. In addition to the money in his palm, he saw a threatening look in the fat man''s eyes. He froze for two or three seconds, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "well, there''s no way, who makes us friends!". He also shook his wrist. The moment the fat man released his hand, he put the money in his pocket.
"Yes, we are friends!" the fat man put his arm around his shoulder and laughed loudly.
Young people walked past the table, stayed for more than ten seconds, firmly engraved the characteristics of the two people in their minds, and then stepped aside.
The whole process lasted more than half an hour. When all the young people left, the fat man slapped the bank staff on the chest. If he pointed, he said, "today''s coffee is good, we''ll contact again another day!", waved his hand, cleaned up his collar and left the cafe.
The bank staff sighed. He took back the two photos on the table, quickly returned to the bank, found the temporary signature authorization file, and pasted the two people''s photos back.
I hope I won''t get into trouble for him!
I hope.
Dozens of young people soon spread to all corners of the city. They passed on the characteristics of solo and Ernest to their friends, street friends and some intelligence traffickers, and then stared at those high-end places. Durin told them by phone that the other party must be here and will go in and out of high-end places. Be sure to find them and keep an eye on them.
On the other side, after talking for more than 40 minutes, Ernest paid 200 yuan. He politely sent the student away. The money was worth it, at least he thought so. Richard, the governor''s eldest son, has a hobby. Like many young people, he likes to fool around. Those entertainment places crazy attracted the extraordinary young master of the family, and the more vulgar the place, the more he liked to go.
According to the student''s confession, Richard may be in a bar called "little wild cat" in the evening. He often goes to that place and is a regular guest there. And he will take some people there. It is said that they will become crazy there.
This is good news. Ernest contacted the people who sell ghost face mushrooms here through his family relationship, spent 200 yuan to buy ten in his pocket, then called a taxi and said the name of the little wildcat club. He held on for 20 minutes under the strange eyes and atmosphere of the driver, lost a ten dollar bill and didn''t ask for change, Left the taxi directly.
Standing on a remote street some distance from "Guangming", he looked at the convulsive flicker of many neon lights whose tubes had been damaged. He felt some drums in his heart. It didn''t feel good here.
The damp ground without sunshine all year round and the rotten smell in the air made him goose bumps. He shook his windbreaker and knocked on the iron door of the bar with his head down.
Yes, there is an iron gate, not a fully open bar.
The small window Hu opened, revealing some gloomy eyes, "I don''t know you." Ernest took out a ten dollar bill and shook it in front of the small window. The man continued, "I don''t know you!"
Ernest was a little embarrassed. He took out the fifty dollar bill directly, and the man''s eyes relaxed. He drew back the fifty dollar bill, closed the small window, and after a moment, the iron door Duang opened.
Ernest hesitated for a moment, but his mission and responsibility forced him to hold his chest and courage to go in. Less than five steps after he walked into the iron gate, a guy with muscle bumps and tattoos smiled and patted him on the ass.