11: Chapter 11 Unknown Numbers

"Who are you? Hello? Hello?"

The call hung up.

He called back, but it rang for a long time without an answer. Only the prompt to call back later made him feel annoyed.

"You could at least tell me where you are!"

Zhao Jian was so angry that he even forgot to eat his lunch.

Meanwhile, at the Immortal Brew Bar, Su Wanyin was sipping milk beer with clear eyes.

The call just now was made at the urging of her Best friend.

She hadn't been drinking, so how could she be drunk?

She just couldn't resist her Best friend's persuasion to test if Zhao Jian still had feelings for her.

But after waiting bitterly for an hour, no one came.

"Let me tell you, silly girl, men's hearts are made of iron. Never mind three months; even after being apart for a day, they can become total strangers. You said you were drunk, but he wouldn't come to take care of you."

Her Best friend advised her with the tone of someone experienced.

But her Best friend had never been in a relationship.

"Total strangers?" Su Wanyin shook the glass.

Watching the milk beer swirl in the cup, she said dejectedly:

"It would be better if we were total strangers. That way he wouldn't hate me, and I could pursue him all over again."

"It's over, this hopeless romantic is beyond saving." Her Best friend was so angry she drank it all in one gulp.

She just forgot what she was drinking—Water of Life.

60% proof vodka.

It went straight to her head.

"Hey? Yunyun! Why did you drink it all!" Su Wanyin hurriedly helped her Best friend.

...

Zhao Jian slept until he woke up naturally.

When he opened his eyes, it was already six in the evening.

There were several missed calls on his phone, all from the same number.

He didn't call back, fearing it was a sales scam where he'd be charged by the minute for the service fee.

He got dressed and went out.

Zhao Jian walked to the Vegetable Market and found the Tofu Beauty.

"Boss, five yuan worth of tofu."

"Alrighty. Little Zhao, you haven't been here for a few days. Started a job?" The Tofu Beauty skillfully cut eight yuan worth of tofu for him.

"Five yuan, that's just right."

Because of the width of the stall, she stretched her arms out and bent over to hand it to Zhao Jian.

This allowed the young man, who was paying, to catch a glimpse of snowy white.

Zhao Jian quickly looked away, silently chanting: Do not look at what is improper.

"Not yet, it's hard to find a suitable job."

"Keep at it. You're educated and handsome, you'll definitely find a job you're satisfied with. If you want to eat tofu, just come over, or give me a call, and I'll send it to you. If you want to eat anything else, that's fine too."

The Tofu Beauty did a cheering gesture, and the fullness in front of her bounced along with it.

"Thank you, Boss. You're busy, I'll head back first!"

He couldn't take it and ran away quickly.

Back home, he washed the green onions he bought at the market and mixed them with the tofu and sesame oil.

There is a saying: Eat scallions mixed with tofu, and even the Emperor cannot compare to me!

Zhao Jian didn't know if it was really that delicious.

But looking at the snowy white tofu, he couldn't help but recall the stunning scene at the Vegetable Market.

"My goal is to make money. Women will only slow down the speed at which I make money!"

He silently recited the mantra to calm the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Then, he went to sleep!

This meal couldn't be eaten.

Waking up the next day, Zhao Jian didn't rush to check the time.

He wanted to browse today's intelligence first.

"Today's Intelligence (Red): Old Man Liu from Chengxi District, who loves helping others, will buy a lottery ticket today at the Qianlilu Lottery Station and will win the big prize! But after his children find out about his big win, they will beat Old Man Liu into a vegetative state to fight over the inheritance, and the winning ticket will also be torn up during the struggle."

This old gentleman is quite miserable.

Although Zhao Jian sympathized with him, he wouldn't be a bleeding heart who stops others from winning the lottery.

He went out, bought two donkey meat sandwiches, and headed to the lottery shop.

There was only one lottery shop in Qianlilu, so it was easy to find.

When Zhao Jian entered, it was very quiet, with only the shop owner leisurely drinking tea.

"Boss, scratch cards, one book of five-yuan ones." He paid five hundred yuan.

"Wish you win the big prize." The shop owner was grinning from ear to ear.

Opening a shop in this location, he wouldn't necessarily have 500 yuan in sales all day.

The reason he opened the shop was just to make it convenient for himself to buy lottery tickets and earn some pocket money on the side.

Zhao Jian scratched the tickets unhurriedly.

He didn't expect these 100 scratch cards to break even.

It was just an excuse to stay in the lottery shop.

One! Two! Three!

Although he deliberately slowed down his scratching, half an hour was his limit.

Just as he was planning to get another book, an old man walked into the lottery shop.

The shop owner greeted him enthusiastically: "Old Man Liu, you're late today."

Old Man Liu?

Zhao Jian pretended to check his scratch cards for missed wins.

At the same time, he pricked up his ears to listen.

"Hi, I ran into Auntie Wang on the road carrying twenty catties of rice, so I helped her carry it for a while, which delayed me."

As Old Man Liu spoke, he looked at the trend chart posted on the wall.

Then he smacked his lips and said: "Give me one ticket with this number."

He recited a string of mysterious numbers.

The ticket was issued quickly.

The old man didn't stay long and left after chatting with the shop owner for a few sentences.

After he left, Zhao Jian said to the shop owner:

"Boss, buy 100 times the ticket with the number that old man just played."

The shop owner efficiently issued the ticket.

At the same time, he smiled and joked: "Little Brother, don't look at Old Liu as if he's very professional at studying the trend chart; in fact, he has never won a prize, not even five yuan. You're basically donating your money by following his bets."

"Heh, I'm used to donating."

Zhao Jian didn't say much and left the lottery shop with the ticket.

After he went out, the shop owner looked at the cached numbers on the machine and hesitated in his heart:

"Should I follow with a bet?"

After leaving the lottery shop, it was still morning.

In the past, Zhao Jian would have opened a job search app to look for satisfactory positions that matched his qualifications.

But today, he decided not to look for work.

"One big prize is 5 million, and after taxes, one hundred times is still 400 million!"

"400 million, 400 million! Enough to spend for generations!"

"Go to work? Why the hell would I still go to work!"

Internally excited, he decided to stay in his rental room until he claimed the prize and go nowhere!

To avoid any complications.

On the taxi ride back, Zhao Jian was still imagining himself turning into a billionaire, living a boring and dull life of spending money lavishly in the future.

A phone call pulled him back to reality.

Caller ID: Zhang Tao.

"Little Brother, do you have time?" Zhang Tao said with a sobbing voice.

If it were Su Wanyin, he would have said without hesitation: No!

But it was Zhang Tao.

"I do. What happened?"

"I was in a car accident, I'm scared."

"Tell me the address, I'll be there soon."

After Zhao Jian noted down the address, he immediately said to the driver: "Driver, go to the Xiong City Second Hospital. I'll add 500 for you, hurry!"

Zhang Tao couldn't explain where she was injured on the phone, she was just crying.

A trace of worry inexplicably rose in his heart.

He had only known her for a few days, but the image of this young lady protecting him and standing up for him lingered in his mind.

"You must stay alive."

The driver also heard Zhao Jian's conversation.

He accelerated and turned, crazily overtaking cars in the lane.

At the same time, looking straight ahead, he said:

"Forget about the money, don't give me a single cent, I'll get you there."

The speed had already reached the maximum speed limit for the road section, but the taxi was still accelerating!

They arrived at the destination without any danger.

Zhao Jian thanked the driver and forcibly scanned the code to transfer the previously promised amount.

Then he ran into the hospital.