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Chapter 60 The Thief's Professionalism 27

Before the person who lost the bag could say anything, Zhang Weisheng and Song Xun started arguing first, glaring at each other and neither of them was willing to give in.

The man was so anxious about losing his things that he lost his mind. Only now did he realize that the wallet in his hand was too new. Looking at the two people in a stalemate, he began to feel embarrassed.

At this time, the waiter in the restaurant chased out with the same wallet in his hand, but it was a little older.

"Sir, your bag was found under the cash register. You must have dropped it accidentally."

The serious expression on Zhang Weisheng's face froze, his eyes fixed on the two identical wallets without saying anything for a long time.

Song Xun took the initiative to walk up to the man and held out his hand: "That's my wallet."

It was a rare moment when he was so tough that he deliberately raised his voice so that Zhang Weisheng could hear it.

The man quickly returned the bag, muttering "I'm sorry" all the time, and finally went back to the restaurant with the clerk to pay the bill.

Song Xun ignored Zhang Weisheng and kept walking forward.

Zhang Weisheng hurriedly followed, getting closer to Song Xun, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault today."

Song Xun didn't listen and turned his head away.

When the car came over, Zhang Weisheng took the initiative to open the door and invited Song Xun to get in, but Song Xun ignored him and sat in the passenger seat by himself.

Zhang Weisheng had no choice but to get on the back seat himself.

What he did today was indeed wrong. Because Zhang Xiaoqi had a criminal record, people instinctively determined that he had a problem and convicted him based on their subjective consciousness without any reason.

At that time, whenever Zhang Weisheng thought that Zhang Xiaoqi might give the stolen things to him, his rationality was burned by anger, and he said and did not even give Zhang Xiaoqi a chance.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley in silence.

Song Xun got off the car first, and Zhang Weisheng paid the fare behind him. Song Xun didn't plan to wait for him. He looked around while walking, and finally stopped in front of a chubby orange cat.

This orange cat is not afraid of people. Song Xun touched it and placed the wallet in his hand under its paw.

"I'm giving it to you. You can exchange it for cat food."

Songxun didn't find the dog, so he had to change his target.

The orange cat didn't understand what the human was saying at all, and curiously kicked the wallet with its paws.

Then it saw the human in front of it leave. Not long after, a taller human came over and took away its new toy.

The angry orange cat swung out with his claws, but the vigilant human dodged it swiftly.

Song Xun was walking alone in front, and only realized he didn't bring his key when he got outside the house. He took a step back, watched Zhang Weisheng put down his bags and opened the door.

After sorting out his things, the first thing Zhang Weisheng did was to transfer the things in his wallet to the new wallet.

Song Xun stood beside him: "I won't see you off."

Zhang Weisheng did not stop: "There is no reason to take back what you have given away."

"I won't give it to someone who has wronged me." Song Xun emphasized, "I spent all my money to buy it."

There was a grievance in his tone that could not be concealed.

Zhang Weisheng took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while. Soon, a transfer of two thousand yuan came through Song Xun's phone.

Song Xun stared at the transfer information and felt a little moved.

This money could buy more than three bags, and it was the largest amount of money he had ever come across in this world.

Zhang Weisheng asked: "Then can you give it to me again?"

Song Xun hesitated for a moment, and then the second identical transfer was sent.

"May I?"

Faced with Zhang Weisheng's repeated questioning, Song Xun came up with a bold idea and tried to forcefully turn his neck.

So there were three consecutive transfers.

Song Xun received a total of 10,000 yuan, and immediately changed his words: "Then I'll give it to you."

Song Xun, who had just agreed, felt that he was too easy to talk to, so he said while busy collecting the money: "You must talk to me nicely next time, not like today."

Zhang Weisheng cooperated and said, "I will never wrongly accuse you next time."

Song Xun couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

It was clear that not long ago, Zhang Weisheng was unable to pay off his debts and was on the verge of compromise.

Zhang Weisheng didn't say anything, but took Song Xun's phone and downloaded a small game to it.

Song Xun didn't understand what he meant and thought he was unwilling to say it, so he just casually opened the game on the phone interface and played a few rounds.

The game is not a big production, it is a single-player puzzle game, but it has a lot of different levels and it is easy to get addicted to it. Even when the lights were turned off at night, Song Xun was still racking his brains to solve the problems.

Zhang Weisheng took the phone from him and asked, "How is it?"

Song Xun answered truthfully: "It's fun."

It's just a great way to kill time. It feels like it's dark before I play for long.

Zhang Weisheng seemed very satisfied with this answer, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Song Xun suddenly realized that the Song family's company was an Internet enterprise engaged in online game development. After Zhang Weisheng was recognized as a member of the Song family, he made achievements in the company in a short period of time. He was considered a professional match and raised the company, which was originally mediocre, to a higher level in the industry.

Although the relationship between father and son is not harmonious, Zhang Weisheng does have a unique talent and creativity in game development.

When Song Xun first opened the game, he felt vaguely that the voice sounded familiar, which meant that someone had started to pay attention and the game was on the shelves.

Song Xun finally figured out where Zhang Weisheng got the money from.

So...is Zhang Weisheng planning to go it alone and completely get rid of the Song family?

This is undoubtedly bad news for Song Xun, but for Zhang Weisheng, perhaps this is exactly what he really wants.

996 suddenly said: "Song Weijiang is not that easy to compromise." Especially after paying attention to the abilities of his son.

Before Song Xun could recover, Zhang Weisheng turned around and lay down next to him, facing him, with a gentle expression on his face.

"We'll move out after a while. If you really like that restaurant, we can rent there temporarily. When I make more money in the future, I can buy a car and a house, and I can take you to restaurants every day. I can buy whatever you want and go wherever you want."

When saying this, Zhang Weisheng's tone was filled with a kind of longing, and he rarely showed some youthful vigor and boldness, and he made a solemn promise to Song Xun.

In the darkness, Zhang Weisheng's eyes glowed slightly, and Song Xun found that he could not look away, as if he was enveloped by an invisible force and was sinking into it involuntarily.

I don’t know how long it took, but Song Xun seemed to wake up from a dream and hastily avoided Zhang Weisheng’s gaze.

He just wanted to complete the task through Zhang Weisheng, but Zhang Weisheng's attitude seemed to change unconsciously. Song Xun gradually became a part of his existence in his eyes and occupied a place in his future plans.