the next day.

Holding a black suitcase and carrying his own schoolbag, Zhang Kun stood on the boarding ladder, looking at the old man below with a wry smile and still having happiness.

He sighed silently, and finally waved his hand as a farewell.

Xingfu below looked at Zhang Kun and shouted: "Brother, I will come back to play again in the future. Xingfu will miss you!"

Zhang Kun nodded desperately, and finally stepped into the plane. More than ten minutes later, the private plane belonging to the old man finally took off and flew towards the mainland.

At this point, Zhang Kun's trip to Hong Kong was successfully concluded, and the happy tumor was completely removed, and by the way, he also had a task of dragging the oil bottle, which was the old man of the Cao family.

I heard that after Mr. Cao’s funeral, I wonder if it was because he knew that the old man’s soul had been following him, so Cao Haoran quickly recovered and began to vigorously expand the company’s business. For a moment, he was also very effective.

Moreover, according to Mr. Lu, Cao Haoran often had a beautiful woman accompanying him when he went in and out of public places after that, and was said to be Zhang Xifeng.

The old man has seen it, it’s not bad, at least he looks very elegant and should be a good companion.

Of course, Cao Haoran visited Zhang Kun again afterwards, but Zhang Kun pushed them one by one and never met again, because Xingfu had just finished the operation at that time, and Zhang Kun was still busy recuperating Xingfu's body.

As for this black suitcase, okay, Zhang Kun is really speechless. Who has ever seen anyone who can put millions of cash at home?

But Mr. Lu did this, and his family not only put cash in, but also had a lot of money.

According to Xingfu, the old man had a strange habit of collecting currencies from various countries for some reason, and the collection volume was "large".

Needless to say, the Hong Kong dollar, such as RMB, US dollar, pound, franc, euro, yen, Korean won, and even Vietnamese dong...

Well, it is said that the cash under the old man’s warehouse is almost 100 million, which is US dollars, which is quite 100 million US dollars.

So, after Zhang Kun stated the conditions, the old man immediately arranged for someone to get the suitcase without saying a word.

In less than ten minutes, the suitcase was placed in front of Zhang Kun, a brand new red old man's head, one million, no more or less.

Zhang Kun, who just spoke out the conditions and thought he was very particular, finally couldn't speak back again. Finally, at the urging of the old man, he finally accepted the money.

Well, one million is really a lot.

After receiving so much money for a while, Zhang Kun really doesn’t know what to do. What should he do?

It's a headache...

I took a private plane and five hours later, the plane landed at the Nanshan Airport. After getting off the plane, there were already special cars waiting outside the airport.

This car was naturally arranged by the old man. He also has a joint-stock company in Nanhu Province. Arrangement of a car is naturally a trivial matter, and this car will send Zhang Kun directly back to Shaoxi.

When he got in the bus, Zhang Kun did not stop in Nanshan City. Although the airport is not far from the central hospital, Zhang Kun, who has not been to work for more than a month, did not want to go to the hospital for a while.

Let's go home first. Although the trip to Hong Kong Island ended perfectly, only Zhang Kun knew about the hard work. He planned to go back and rest for a week or two before he would continue to come to work.

After a five-hour drive, Zhang Kun finally set foot on the land that had been away from his hometown for more than a month.

Standing on the familiar street and waving goodbye to the driver, Zhang Kun walked towards home with excitement with a suitcase.

Come back...!

When I got home, the house was covered in dust, and the only clean one was the white Yamaha.

Zhang Kun didn't have to think about it, it must be that guy Li Xin who came here often. The house was messy, and his parents must have never come back. The only one who has the keys to the house and can only move the piano is Li Xin.

That guy doesn't know how to help clean it?

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly at the dust on the table, and it was almost thicker.

Zhang Kun had no choice but to put the suitcase in the bedroom wardrobe and lock it. Damn, one million, but no problem can happen. If Zhang Kun falls off, he will feel sorry for him.

Then roll up your clothes, take out your towels and buckets, and make it hygienic...

It was almost five o'clock when Zhang Kun returned home. After Zhang Kun cleaned it a little, it was almost seven o'clock. Looking at the familiar earthen bricks and tiles, although the house has been in the past twenty years and looks a bit dilapidated,... it's better to have a home.

After eating something casually, taking a shower, lying on the bed, feeling the familiar bed with a strange smell, Zhang Kun felt relaxed all over, squinted his eyes, and almost fell asleep quickly.

What a home feel!

The next day, the sun shone into the window, Zhang Kun opened his sleepy eyes and then looked at the wall clock on the wall.

Oh, it’s 7:30…!

Zhang Kun sat up in a daze, then suddenly his face froze, and he looked at the wall clock on the wall again.

"Seven-thirty..."

"It's so miserable, I'm going to be late!"

Zhang Kun exclaimed, lifted the quilt suddenly, put on his clothes in a hurry, and then jumped into the bathroom to wash.

After putting on his clothes and carrying his schoolbag, Zhang Kun hurried out.

Although it was Friday, Zhang Kun decided to go to school.

After leaving for a month, Zhang Kun actually started to miss the school, the teachers, and the classmates.

Yang Xue and Zhou Yaqi don’t know what’s going on, okay? Yang Xue’s father doesn’t know if he has been discharged from the hospital, and Zhou Yaqi’s ghost brother Zhou Qi doesn’t know if he is still entangled by his side.

OK OK OK, there are indeed a lot of things that are interesting, so even if tomorrow is Saturday, Zhang Kun still decided to go to school again today.

At this time, Li Xin naturally had gone out to school, so when he passed by Li Xin's house, Zhang Kun did not shout, but ran all the way and finally arrived at school at 7:50.

Looking at the school gate, countless people carrying schoolbags, one with an excited look as if they can't use up their energy, one with a sleepy look, as if they haven't woken up, and more of them are like Zhang Kun, who are rushing over, as if they are about to be late.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Zhang Kun showed a smile on his face.

School, I'm finally back!
Chapter completed!