30: There are indeed more and more cases of rotten crotches

Shen Bei returned home in high spirits.

As for the one million Jian Shan owed him, Shen Bei didn't plan to collect it.

But not collecting it didn't mean he would forget it. He would keep it in mind.

Later, when drinking with his father-in-law and he couldn't out-brag him, he could bring up old debts to put him down.

After Shen Bei finished dinner, a message popped up in his class group chat on his phone.

He opened it.

It was a message from Teacher Gu Xinrou:

"@All Members, repeating again, tomorrow at 9 AM, Martial Arts students will gather at the school gate to take the bus to the Lingnan City exam site."

"At that time, students from other counties will be mixed in, so be sure to stick with the group and don't get lost."

"Don't be nervous during the exam; excessive nervousness can affect attribute value fluctuations. Just perform normally."

"Reply if you've received this."

Below was a string of student replies, though some were a bit cringeworthy.

"The Most Handsome in Class: Received, thank you Teacher for the reminder, Teacher has worked hard."

"Mom Won't Let Me Play on Phone: Received, thanks for the reminder, Teacher worked hard."

"Professional Snitch: Received, thanks Teacher."

"Bring Me a Pack of Spicy Strips: Received, thanks!"

"Classmate, Want to Do Practice Questions?: Received."

"A Wild Handsome Guy: 1"

...

Almost all the Martial Arts students had replied. Shen Bei, too lazy to bother, started browsing what new suggestive content his "cloud harem" concubines were up to.

Soon, Professor Gu Xinrou sent another message: "@Shen Bei, stop playing dead, reply that you've received this (angry)"

Shen Bei could only type: "I've already replied in my heart."

As soon as this message was sent, Professor Gu Xinrou exploded with anger.

After some furious tapping,

Shen Bei suddenly found himself removed from the group chat...

"Is that really necessary!"

Shen Bei's mouth twitched.

Why was Teacher Gu acting like a child, unable to take a joke?

Just you wait.

Once I become a Martial Artist, we'll play adult games.

Thinking of this, Shen Bei suddenly realized that he seemed to be a scoundrel.

He was flirting with the pure school beauty, Jian Tong.

And also trying to take advantage of the mature Professor Gu Xinrou.

"I'm such a terrible person!"

Shen Bei wanted to slap himself: "How could I be so distracted while browsing my harem?"

Shen Bei, after much soul-searching, resolved to mend his ways and continued to scroll through videos of beautiful Young Misses.

After a while,

Shen Bei received a call from an unknown number.

Shen Bei tilted his head, letting it ring three times before answering.

Why three rings?

That's the Dao of society; it's profound.

"Is this Shen Bei?"

The voice from the other end of the phone came through.

Shen Bei heard it and found the voice somewhat familiar.

"It's me."

"I'm Boss Zhang, remember me?"

Shen Bei immediately remembered who it was.

The bald Boss who drove a van and carried a small bag.

He had hired him to smash walls a few days ago.

At the time, he had given him his number, telling him to contact him for odd jobs.

But Shen Bei pretended to be confused: "I can't remember, describe your features."

"What kind of memory do you have? Last time, at the Labor Market, I, carrying a small bag, driving a van, and you even snatched the driver's seat."

"Still can't remember. All the Bosses at the Labor Market dress like that, and many have asked me to drive. Describe it in more detail."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a stiff voice said: "Me, bald, the really bald one!"

"I remember now!" Shen Bei exclaimed.

"Damn it, you only remember me as bald, right?"

"Yes."

"You kid, your words really are... I'm really fed up with you, where are you?"

"Did you call me just to set up a fight?"

Boss Zhang said anxiously: "Fight my ass. A few days ago, through my brother-in-law's neighbor's second aunt's nephew's classmate's childhood friend's second wife's brother's connection, I got a job in Lingnan City."

"It's building scaffolding for the Martial Arts venue. It's my first time doing it, and I messed it up; it just collapsed. I need to find people to rebuild it now, otherwise, tomorrow I'll be in deep trouble."

"Are you coming? Leave now, work all night, 300 an hour!"

Shen Bei listened.

This job was good.

300 an hour!

This price was very high, showing that Boss Zhang was truly desperate this time.

Shen Bei naturally knew that Boss Zhang was also involved in construction.

But it was always... demolition.

This was his first time building, he hadn't opened up his horizons, and he messed it up.

Shen Bei thought about it; it was also at the exam venue.

It was like going early, and he could earn money too.

More importantly, even the Martial Arts Exam couldn't stop him from working to level up his attribute points.

It was like a daily sign-in. If you kept it up for 364 days, and then missed just one day for a full-year grand slam,

Snap.

It broke.

At that moment, he would have the urge to destroy the world.

"Okay! Come pick me up." Shen Bei said cheerfully.

Boss Zhang's voice on the phone was like a booming bell: "I knew you were a straightforward kid, good at working. Wait for me, I'll pick up a few more workers, I'll be at your house in five minutes!"

Shen Bei quickly packed.

He put his student ID, national ID, exam permit, etc., into a small bag.

After checking for anything left behind,

As Shen Bei went downstairs, he saw Boss Zhang's bald head sticking out of the van: "Shen Bei, over here!"

Under the streetlights, that bald head actually reflected a beam of light, shooting straight into the night sky.

Shen Bei was stunned.

What a dazzling landmark!

He got in the car.

After a few pleasantries, Boss Zhang drove Shen Bei and the other workers to Lingnan City.

Boss Zhang chattered incessantly: "I'm so unlucky, I've lost my shirt on this job. It's nowhere near as satisfying as smashing walls. If it weren't for my strong connections, I'd be in jail."

Shen Bei chuckled: "What's the use of complaining? Just rebuild it, right? You're not putting on a show for us, complaining to cut our wages, are you?"

The other workers, hearing this, all turned to look at Boss Zhang.

If Boss Zhang had confirmed it, their gazes would have strangled him alive.

At this moment, Boss Zhang slapped the steering wheel, sticking out his neck and saying: "What kind of person do you take me for? It's normal for me to suffer a bit, but would I ever cheat you out of your hard-earned money?"

Boss Zhang patted his own face: "I'm a man who cares about his reputation!"

Shen Bei clicked his tongue: "Then what's the point of complaining?"

Boss Zhang sighed: "It's not that I want to complain, but in this world, the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. Talented people lack patrons, and those who want to do things lack opportunities. You see things within reach, but when you try, you realize it's a Family responsibility that we must bear."

"At this point, when you're tired, sleepy, and don't want to work hard anymore, there are always people who stand there, not feeling the pain, and say young people should blah blah blah..."

"I'm not talking about money matters... but there are unclean things in this world, and many of them, more and more."

The other workers couldn't quite grasp this last part of the conversation.

It was too profound to respond to.

The car fell silent for a moment.

But Shen Bei indeed said: "You're right, there are indeed more and more rotten scoundrels."

Boss Zhang laughed heartily, patting Shen Bei's shoulder: "Shen Bei, looking at you, you must be a student who has no hope of becoming a Martial Artist, otherwise you wouldn't be out working odd jobs."

"But I'm a good judge of character; even if you're an ordinary person, you're one of the best among ordinary people."

"Remember one thing I tell you: marrying a good wife who is a virtuous helper can truly add more than ten years to your life, truly. At the very least, it can save your hair."

"Not like me, an old married couple, seen too much, it's boring. Close my eyes, and it's nothing more than a plain steamed bun, completely uninteresting."

Boss Zhang was indeed talkative, his mouth never stopped.

But Shen Bei was no pushover either.

Responding to Boss Zhang's remarks, he offered a suggestion: "The secret to a harmonious relationship between husband and wife is very simple."

Not just Boss Zhang, but the other workers also leaned forward curiously to listen.

You, a student, know about this?

Shen Bei cleared his throat and continued: "The secret is... either pay the public grain, or pay your salary. Choose one of the two."

Upon hearing this, Boss Zhang nearly drove the van into a ditch...