bodyguard against fate

Chapter 36 Hard Work Fee

Feng Weida was stunned. Looking at the departing taxi and Chen Ergou's furious gaze, he realized he couldn't explain himself anymore.

"Oh, so that's why you didn't answer the phone last night. Turns out you were cheating on me with my woman behind my back—" Chen Ergou said, sounding like a wronged woman who had been abandoned.

"Ergou, you've misunderstood. Wu Meng and I didn't do anything!" Feng Weida hurriedly explained.

"What does this 'hardship fee' mean? And you gave me so much," Chen Ergou took the money and counted it. "I didn't even earn this much when I was a male prostitute in France... even when I was a waiter—"

"This is... the money for the tow truck."

"What trailer?"

"The car is damaged and needs to be towed back."

"What about when she told you to take supplements to improve your health? And she said she'd come back to you next time. Do you think I'm stupid?" Chen Ergou was increasingly skeptical.

Feng Weida scratched his head: "I don't know what she means by saying that—" Suddenly, he remembered that his ear had bled from the shock when he saved He Xiuli yesterday. "Oh, right, I bled yesterday, I need to replenish my energy!"

"It's still bleeding..."

Chen Ergou was heartbroken and couldn't breathe. Although he had mentally prepared himself for everything, the stark reality before him was enough to make anyone's vision go black! After something like this happened, shouldn't Wu Meng be the one to take care of her health? What kind of money did you take?

"I'm going to find Wu Meng!"

Chen Ergou took the money and immediately ran away.

Feng Weida was still in shock, having lost both his money and his life, but he couldn't care less now. He was too tired; he had been up all night and barely slept. He needed to go home immediately to catch up on his sleep, and he didn't even have time to eat.

Old Zheng witnessed everything in secret. So this was Feng Weida's house! What a coincidence! I had wanted him to help me get the gold bars! He originally planned to go in and get the gold bars while Feng Weida was taking a nap, but he felt it was too risky during the day. Anyway, he could run away, but he couldn't hide. He decided to wait until no one was around and come back without anyone noticing!

In the morning, Wu Meng took a taxi to Qiaotou Village to pick up He Xiuli's family. Wu Renxing's car wasn't actually broken; he had pretended to fix it. After all this trouble, He Xiuli felt that she needed to invite Guanyin even more. If it weren't for Guanyin's protection yesterday, she would have died several times over. Since Wu Meng had already taken care of everything, He Xiuli, Wu Renxing, and He Yong continued to Lingfeng Temple. Wu Meng and Feng Weida called a tow truck to tow the BMW back. Feng Weida originally wanted to go to Lingfeng Temple again, but Wu Meng conveyed He Xiuli's message. He Xiuli saw that Feng Weida was injured and told Wu Meng to give Feng Weida some money to go to the hospital. She said they didn't need to go to Lingfeng Temple.

On the way back, Wu Meng asked Feng Weida what exactly happened last night. She hadn't heard clearly because of the noise and chatter in the morning. Feng Weida recounted what he had seen and heard after arriving. Wu Meng was stunned. "How come I never get to experience these things? It's so exciting!" Hearing that Feng Weida had saved He Xiuli twice, Wu Meng was impressed. This was what a real man should do—stepping up in crucial moments, unlike Chen Ergou, who was all talk and no action. Only now did Feng Weida's image truly grow in Wu Meng's mind. She found him less annoying, his voice more pleasant, and he even seemed somewhat handsome. Was this some kind of built-in filter?

After the Guanyin statue was brought back, Wu Meng helped with everything. Wu Renxing knew his performance on this trip was mediocre, and He Xiuli was visibly cold towards him. She even asked him to compare the accounts with Wu Meng's. What did that mean? Did she suspect him? Impossible. Although the plan didn't succeed, he didn't leave any clues. He just needed to buy back the video recording from the black market later, and he had to get the assassin's deposit back. Where did they find these scoundrels? On the way to kill someone, they managed to get their car stuck in a mudslide, and then they brought Feng Weida back. A fire extinguisher explosion scared him so much that he quit. His fighting ability was so bad that even a pig couldn't be controlled during the New Year. And he even gave him money? I'm being lenient by not asking him for money. I used up so many brain cells for this operation, and it's all gone to waste because of them. No, he had to get compensation from Zhang Hao!

Qiang was also very aggrieved. It was agreed that one person would be killed, but it turned into three. The key point is that the deposit for killing three people didn't change. It was still 150,000 yuan, which the three of us would split. I could earn 50,000 yuan by doing anything. Why would I have to kill someone? In the end, all the questions came back to Zhang Hao.

"How about this, I won't refund the money. After all, Brother Qiang and the others have worked hard all day. You can add a little more. We originally agreed to kill one person, but now we'll kill two for you. How does that sound?"

Zhang Hao spoke to Wu Renxing on the phone.

"How can I trust you? You messed up your first job like this, and you call yourself professional? I bet you didn't even graduate from a vocational college! What kind of level is that?!"

After a lot of wrangling, Wu Renxing knew he definitely wouldn't get his money back. He couldn't afford to turn his back on them, as they had leverage over him. So he reluctantly agreed to give them another chance. If they messed up again, the money would be refunded and the cooperation terminated. Zhang Hao agreed as well. After all, murder was a new business they had developed, and if they didn't succeed on their first try, there might not be any follow-ups. Buy one get two free wasn't out of the question. In short, they just needed to get the job done. They could refrain from raising the price upfront and pay after the goods arrived.

This old Zheng is hopeless. I thought that once he was released, given his hatred for He Yong, we could have some kind of fun, but instead, he just disappeared. What could be more urgent than leaving behind a twenty-year-old grudge? He's definitely someone who's suffered a mental breakdown; he's irrational. Anyway, getting old Zheng out was a huge effort; we can't just waste it. We have to use him. Right, Feng Weida came from the same mental hospital as him. Could he know where old Zheng went?

"Old Zheng told me that he was sent there by his ex-boyfriend. I never would have guessed that his ex-boyfriend was actually Director He's father—"

When questioned by Wu Renxing, Feng Weida recounted his time in the mental hospital.

"The two of them... really?" Wu Renxing understood. He had initially thought it was a battle over the garment factory, but it turned out to be a love triangle, with love turning into hate. "Think again, what else has he said to you?"

Feng Weida recalled carefully: "He said he was a national agent who had hidden a batch of gold and asked me to help him find it. He even tricked me out of a chicken leg."

"What gold?"

No. 16, Group 4, Committee 8, Renmin Road.

Feng Weida was able to recall the note Lao Zheng had given him, not because he had a good memory, but because those numbers were simply too easy to remember.

"What? Committee 8, Group 4, Number 16?" Wu Renxing asked impatiently.

"A place where gold is hidden."

"Did you go look for it?"

Feng Weida shook his head: "I'm afraid they'll think I'm a spy."

"You actually believe he's a secret agent?" Wu Renxing genuinely couldn't comprehend the thought processes of a mentally ill person. "Wait, what did you just say about thought processes?"

"Renmin Road".

If Wu Renxing remembers correctly, more than ten years ago, this area around the garment factory was called Renmin Road. Later, the town government moved, and it became Jiefang Road. Could it be that Old Zheng hid a batch of gold in the garment factory?