Chapter 397: Good Child

Ji Jue started to sweat.

Thinking about it carefully, Coast and Tianmen do have cooperation, and there will definitely be no shortage of dealings in the future--after passing the most primitive 'manual workshop' period, Coast, which has now gained a foothold in the wilderness, wants to grow further, so it must expand further on the original track.

A small amount of military industry can only be used as a bargaining chip for trading, and it is ultimately not visible.

And the simplest way to develop is to follow behind Haichao Military Industry and pick up all the tracks they don't want and refine them instantly.

Therefore, besides tricycles, generators, and tractors, more products, more fields, and sales channels must be developed.

Furthermore, relying on Coast’s own advantages and even a large amount of cheap manpower in the wilderness, to counter-attack the market in the city!

And to achieve this, people are needed.

A lot of people.

Besides employees on the assembly line and cattle and horses transformed in the underground workshop, technical talents are also indispensable. But then again, if they are really technical talents, how could they fall into the wilderness outside the city?

Education, experience, environment, these are not things that the outside of the city possesses, so they can only find ways from the city.

After all, Yanjian is getting old, eating more and more supplements, his hair is falling out more and more sparsely, and his energy is gradually no longer abundant.

At this age where he is about to be optimized, if he really wants to work overtime day and night like a young man, he will die at his post sooner or later.

Besides, besides him, Ji Jue really doesn't trust anyone else to be left in the position of controlling the overall situation and supervising the Coast.

Forty or fifty is just the age to struggle, the time to live a second spring, Ji Jue also plans to get some life-extending agents from the association, hoping he can contribute another fifty years to the Coast!

The formation of a new technical research and development team is imminent.

But it’s too troublesome with a thousand threads, Ji Jue also planned to write it in the memo and wait until he had time to talk about it, but found that Isis had started doing it.

Remember he wanted to ask about the details at the time, but was persuaded by Isis’s "Small matter, you don't have to worry about it, just leave it to me."

Now it seems...

Bad, seems to have been hollowed out by his own workshop spirit.

Such an important thing, didn't even ask himself... donating so much, wasting money! Just donate ten thousand or eight thousand, isn't that enough?

Ji Jue slapped his knee in anger, cursing: "Prodigal woman!"

[What’s wrong? Sir?]

Isis’s words suddenly appeared on the phone, without warning, as if full of doubt: [Is there anything?]

"...No, nothing."

Ji Jue stiffened for a moment, then noticed the camera looking here, smiled awkwardly: "You did a good job, Isis!"

[This is what I should do.]

Words appeared on the screen: [If you need anything, please call me anytime.]

She said: [I’m always here.]

Ji Jue really started to sweat.

Bad, hollowed out is one thing... but he’s been monitored!

Is this right!?

If he doesn't pay attention to this, he might be locked into the furnace by her for a slow stew... oh, she had already done this.

Then it’s fine.

Forget it, just plucking a handful of wool from the Seven Cities side is more than this amount,

as long as she is happy.

Ji Jue shook his head, it didn't matter.

Then, he noticed Old Young’s tearful gaze, looking over: "Second Brother..."

"Hmm?" Ji Jue smiled: "What’s wrong?"

"Why did you pat my knee?"

"Habit, habit..."

Ji Jue smiled awkwardly, rubbed Old Young’s knee, pulled his seven-point pants, and covered the red mark: "Don't tell Lu Ma!"

"I want ice cream!"

"Just ate, not—"

"Mom! Second Brother he..."

"—Fine!"

Ji Jue nodded decisively, squeezed out a smile, touched Old Young’s hair, looking at his triumphant look, the little ghost’s homework volume was a bit unsaturated.

It doesn't matter, isn't there Second Brother?

"Old Young is already in fourth grade, right?" Ji Jue looked at Lu Ma, "Have you chosen a middle school?"

Lu Ma said: "Just North Mountain, close to home."

"What good school is there in North Mountain, the teachers don't care at all. Third Sister will also transfer after finishing elementary school, I’ll go take a look at the Lihua District, there happens to be a 'friend' there."

"Why bother with that? If you can get in, go, if you can't, don't waste money."

Lu Ma shook her head, knocked on Old Young’s head: "More and more out of line, used to eat fifty-cent popsicles so fragrant, now five-dollar ones dare to eat half and throw half, Little Ji, don't spoil him, buying this and that every day..."

"Isn't it the same whether Feng Ge buys it or I buy it?" Ji Jue laughed, not caring at all: "If we have the conditions, we’ll go. There’s no need to suffer if we don't have to. Besides, I’m outside now, Xiao Ling’s studies are getting busier, find a good school, have a teacher watch one-on-one..."

Lu Ma was silent for a moment, wanting to speak but stopping, held Ji Jue’s palm: "I know you’re a good child and have a heart, but it’s really not necessary. Find a girlfriend early, get married, and have a child for me to see, that’s better than buying anything or spending any money.

Old Three and Old Young have hands and feet, always spoiling them, how out of line.

You and Doggy have backbone, but others are different, the world outside is colorful, it’s not easy for children to learn well, learning bad is just a slip..."

"If they learn bad, just beat them, isn't there me?"

Ji Jue smiled, not caring at all, "Lu Ma, you might not know, I’m best at guiding people to good, helping people wash their hearts and change their faces."

"Saying inexplicable things again."

Lu Ma sighed lightly, gazing at Ji Jue’s profile for a long time, reached out, and smoothed the brow he habitually frowned slightly: "I’ve been an apprentice since I was twelve, eating bitterness and suffering until now... How tired and difficult the world outside is, how could I not know.

I’ve only known how to repair cars in my life, no other skills, when I’m old, being able to see you guys have a future cleanly is the best thing."

"..."

For a moment, Ji Jue wanted to speak but stopped, but didn't know what to say. In the noise, he turned to look at Lu Ma, and Lu Ma was also looking at him, smiling, her round cheeks full of joy and kindness.

Just like looking at the stubborn child who had no home a few years ago.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Ji Jue held Lu Ma’s hand, carefully, and told her: "Just leave it to me, don't worry."

He said: "The children you taught, how could they learn bad?"

"Just saying such flattering things." Lu Ma seemed helpless, but her smile was more joyful.

"Second Brother, what’s wrong?"

Old Young looked up in confusion, didn't understand their words, only felt that he was going to suffer for no reason...

"Nothing, just caring about you guys."

Ji Jue hugged Old Young, pinched Third Sister’s cheeks again, and smiled slightly: "Be a good child."

"Go! Go! Tianmen go!!!"

The shouting sound rang out, from the stands, the students of Tianmen University clamored, waving banners and signs, shouting: "Go! Go! Go!!!"

In the lights and cheers, the participating students walked out of the exit channel in a line. Ji Jue saw Lu Ling in her track suit at the first glance.

She didn't seem used to such a scene, subconsciously hunching her back, with an embarrassed smile on her face.

"Second Sister go!!!"

"Xiao Ling! Xiao Ling!!"

Lu Ma was excited, raised her phone, shouted, the sound was so loud that it covered other sounds in the stands, holding the phone, filming Lu Ling’s appearance.

Lu Ling in the crowd froze for a moment, raised her eyes to look over, and saw Lu Ma and the excited jumping younger brother and sister, and Ji Jue beside them, looking at her with a smile, waving his fist to cheer.

That solemn look, the look full of expectation...

"Xiao Ling, you have to run well!!!"

—Otherwise Second Brother’s sponsorship will be wasted!

Lu Ling froze for a moment, her smile suddenly brightened, and she puffed out her chest.

Not caring at all about other people’s gazes, jumping, waving at the direction they were in, and making a V gesture.

"Who is that?"

The girl beside her poked her head, seemingly curious.

"My mom." Lu Ling raised her head proudly.

"I mean beside, beside..."

The senior sister who asked shook her head, her eyes lit up, subconsciously lowering her voice: "That’s Senior Ji, right?"

Unfortunately, it was useless, the people around also heard it, looking over in the same direction, poking their heads, wanting to see the rising legendary new star of the School of Mechanical Engineering...

With the development of Coast Industry, Ji Jue’s name had once again spread in the school, in various rumors, either weird like a demon, or exaggerated like a god or Buddha.

Even the sales of the school’s signature braised pork rice had dropped a lot.

May I ask, why doesn't Senior Ji hide the past of almost being sent away on the spot by a bowl of braised pork rice?

It is said that this senior was not famous for the first three years, buried his head in being a dog, rolled his classmates to death, relied on his iron head to pass level four in one year, level three in two years, and directly won the second-level engineer in the third year, and also took a lot of messy certificates to brush his resume, and was pointed out as a boy by a giant who no longer shows up before graduation, directly reading for a master’s degree.

The path of a generation of learning kings that everyone expected had just begun, and he directly took office at the Coast Automobile Factory during his internship, relying on a few tricycles to turn a broken factory that was about to close into a giant that is now gradually monopolizing the wilderness... On the day of graduation, he broke the record, became an honorary alumnus of Tianmen University in the shortest time, his photo on the wall, and now he is sponsoring his alma mater in turn, promoting junior brothers and sisters

It is said that this senior didn't have much of a reputation for the first three years; he buried his head in his work like a dog, studied to death to crush his classmates, and relied on his stubbornness to pass the Level 4 exam in one year, Level 3 in two, and directly secured his Level 2 Engineer certification in the third year. Along the way, he also racked up a bunch of miscellaneous certificates to pad his resume. Before he even graduated, he was handpicked by a big shot who no longer makes public appearances to be a protégé, going straight into a combined bachelor's and master's program.

Just as everyone expected his path as a legendary student to begin, he took office at the Coast Automobile Factory during his internship. Relying on a few small three-wheelers, he turned a broken factory on the verge of bankruptcy into a giant that is now gradually monopolizing the wilderness... On the day of his graduation, he broke records, becoming an honorary alumnus of Tianmen University in record time. His photo was hung on the wall, and now he, in turn, has started sponsoring his alma mater and mentoring his juniors.

He is simply a rising generation of heavenly masters on the assembly line, a legendary academic god whose bedside is forever worshipped with two apples and snacks by the juniors who toil away at the screws!

Regarding this, Lu Ling made no attempt to hide it, holding her head high and chest out:

"That's my brother!"

For a long time, she had been able to feel, to a greater or lesser extent, the influence her second brother had on her university life.

It was like an ugly duckling suddenly arriving in a world where everyone was a good person.

There were no teachers who deliberately made things difficult, no classmates in her class who ostracized her, and no seniors in clubs who treated her like a maid to be ordered around. No one looked down on her for being a country bumpkin from the suburbs who was uncool, poor, couldn't wear makeup, and couldn't keep up with the conversation. Everyone was kind-hearted and amiable.

But Lu Ling had always been indifferent to that.

Yes, that's right, that's my brother, so what!

What is there to hide?

When I was in high school, all I had to do was whistle and my big brother and second brother would jump out to beat the little brats bullying me to death. After the beating, they would even clean up the mess without leaving any evidence, and then turn around and let the other party experience what it meant for the campus to not be violent enough...

This is the best thing in the world!

If you're envious, jealous, or hateful, go find your own brother!

Even if he had nothing, he would still be my brother.

"I've been riding on the back of his little scooter to school since I was a kid!"

Lu Ling hummed triumphantly and raised her head—should I also tell you guys that the little scooter can transform?

Without even being nearby, Ji Jue could imagine how high the little girl's tail was wagging.

What did that matter?

He even cooperated by laughing and making a heart shape with his hands, boosting his second sister's ego, which left Lu Ma feeling helpless.

Lu Ling had signed up for track and field: the women's 100-meter dash, hurdles, and pole vault. She seemed to have become a pillar of the sports club; there were even people specifically cheering for her on the sidelines.

For the entire afternoon, Lu Ma's phone didn't stop snapping photos.

Her own phone battery was running low, so she even had Ji Jue borrow a power bank.

"It's really not necessary, Lu Ma." Ji Jue sighed, pointing to the sidelines below: "Look, there are photographers specifically filming. In a while, I'll have them send the footage over; the resolution is much higher than this."

"Can that be the same?"

Lu Ma shook her head decisively and then, with astonishing speed, posted to her social media feed, her face full of smiles.

Ji Jue was helpless and could only let her be.

Throughout the afternoon, Lu Ling actually won quite a few rankings: a silver medal in the 100-meter, a bronze in the pole vault, and she even won the championship in the hurdles. When the principal presented the award in person, Lu Ma even had tears in her eyes.

She hadn't wasted her second brother's sponsorship money after all; it was at least worth the cost.

However, to Ji Jue's surprise, just as the competition was coming to an end, before the closing ceremony and the dance performance, a heavyweight character actually appeared.

Surrounded by a large number of subordinates, he walked onto the podium to offer congratulations and give a speech.

The spirited old man was dressed impeccably with a friendly smile that made one feel an immediate sense of goodwill. Furthermore, his speech was clear and his tone passionate, possessing a certain magic that could move people's hearts.

Unfortunately, the only drawback was that...

This dog of a person is named Xu Chaoxian!

"Boo—!!!!"

In the stands, Ji Jue mingled with the crowd and booed, not caring at all.

Unfortunately, the slight indignation stirred up at the scene was all covered up by the shills the academy had hired in advance, and the applause was enthusiastic.

"Make Haizhou greater... promote the spirit of freedom... the new era of Haizhou..."

Just listening to his bullshit.

Ji Jue rolled his eyes and wanted to take Lu Ma and the others away.

Logically speaking, Ji Jue should at least maintain some politeness, but this was Xu Chaoxian... It was just that Ji Jue had too much at stake now, so it wasn't appropriate. If Lu Ma and the others weren't here, Ji Jue might have started with Nirvana and used this bastard's dog head as a token of allegiance.

It's normal for a Viceroy to be hated, but to be as hated as Xu Chaoxian really is rare.

Other Viceroys at least try to cover it up when they take office to rake in money, but this dog doesn't even bother to act.

The key is that it wouldn't even matter if he didn't act and just didn't do anything, but ever since he took office, all construction projects in the Beishan and Nanlu districts aimed at the poor have been halted. After tearing down public hospitals to build luxury communities and selling off police stations, the public security situation in all of Yacheng has plummeted. After the fiscal situation deteriorated, Lu Ma's injury insurance, the tax exemptions for Feng Ge's service, and Ji Jue's scholarships were all completely canceled... Even now, Lu Feng's retirement has been four or five years, and his pension and medical subsidies are still stuck and haven't been issued!

Even the Deep Ones would shake their heads at the shitty things he's done.

This is only because Ji Jue can still earn some money; if he hadn't been able to get into Tianmen, who knows what kind of suffering he'd be enduring now!

Every time he sees that face, he wants to ask—why the hell aren't you dead yet?

Yet this dog is still jumping around, being a nuisance everywhere.

Even if he played a small role behind Haichao Military Industry, Ji Jue didn't feel the slightest bit of gratitude. Lu the Garrison Commander doesn't know how much he's suffered from having such a pig of a teammate!

At this moment, Ji Jue sneered and prepared to stand up, thinking to himself—if I were to use Nirvana, I would set up an ambush of bladesmen here, and the moment your dog head appeared, I'd pull my gun and finish you off...

Then, he seemed to hear a sound he hadn't expected.

His movements paused.

He looked sharply toward the sidelines...

Among the staff on the sidelines, a cleaner wearing a mask was trembling with excitement, eyes red, and suddenly bent down to pull something wrapped in tape and cables out of a trash can.

He aimed it from afar at Xu Chaoxian's back.

"Fuck you, Xu Chaoxian!" he roared hoarsely: "Go to hell!!!"

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger!

Ji Jue's body jolted, and he instinctively reached out... to take out his phone, quickly opened the camera, and filmed carefully, preparing to keep it to watch repeatedly later.

Stop him?

Why would he stop him?

He was too happy to even think about it.

Go for it, Mr. Bullet! You must defeat that dog Xu Chaoxian!

Will he win?

He'll win, right?!

In the momentary shock, everyone hadn't even reacted yet, instinctively widening their eyes, too late to scream, shout, or be shocked.

Focused on witnessing it.

Xu Chaoxian VS a modified firearm with steel nail bullets!

Who will win?

Unfortunately, he can't win...

Not even a little bit.

Because there's a cheat, and it's a cheat Ji Jue recognizes.

The moment he picked up his phone, he had already felt it: behind Xu Chaoxian, that faint, helpless gaze cast his way...

As if condemning some dog who was watching the show, feeling that life was meaningless...

Tong Zhiwu.