Chapter 1681: Different Heights, Different Understandings

Zichen did not want to confront him head-on; his master was still in a fit of rage and would not listen to a lick of reason.

Further talk was useless; the right thing to do was to strike directly at his weak point.

"Master, you might not know this, but having a criminal record as a parent will affect your children's future. You might be comfortable here with food and shelter provided, but Meiyin, Yulong, and Yubiao will be the ones to suffer. In the future, their employment and schooling will all be dragged down by you..."

Gu Zhihao stood up with a "whoosh."

Just as he stood up, he sat back down.

Then he stood up again and asked the police officer, "Officer, is what he said true?"

The police officer nodded: "That's right, it is true."

It was indeed true, though what Zichen called a "criminal record" and detention were two different things; it was just to scare him, and the police played along, so Gu Zhihao became afraid.

No, he could not stay here.

Being stubborn was one thing, but if it harmed his own children's interests, that would not do.

This time, Gu Zhihao did not need anyone to persuade him; he took the initiative to come out himself.

Although he had come out, he still gave Zichen the cold shoulder and did not give him a pleasant look.

Zichen: "You've been out for quite a while, haven't you? Does my aunt know where you went?"

Only then did Gu Zhihao remember that she did not.

He was just about to take out his phone to see if his wife had been looking for him.

At this moment, the phone rang; there were already fifty-eight missed calls on the screen, all from his wife.

Oh no, his wife was worried sick.

After connecting, Shi Yuke's voice came through urgently: "Where are you? Nothing happened, right? Why haven't you been answering your phone? You're going to worry me to death... Hello, hello! Zhihao, are you listening?"

"I'm listening, I'm fine, I just came out to clear my head." He did not tell the truth.

But Shi Yuke kept asking, relentless: "Where did you go to clear your head? The villagers and I have searched all over the surrounding ten miles and eight villages, but we couldn't find you. There were empty wine bottles on your parents' graves, and some people said they saw you heading into the mountains, while others said you might have been snatched by wolves, sob sob sob..."

Before Shi Yuke could finish, she was crying "wuwu" in anger, and now Gu Zhihao found it even harder to speak.

What could he say?

Telling the truth would be like adding fuel to the fire, wouldn't it?

At this time, Zichen signaled for him to hand over the phone so he could speak.

Gu Zhihao handed the phone over, and Zichen said to his aunt: "Aunt, it's Zichen. Master is with me, so please don't worry. His phone was in his clothes just now, so he didn't hear you calling. If you want to blame someone, blame me; we were chatting so intently that I caused you to worry..."

After hanging up, Zichen handed the phone back: "Have you calmed down yet? If not, you can go to my place and smash things again. With me watching, they definitely won't call the police."

"Hmph! You're just good at playing the good guy, just like your father."

Although he said that, he still followed Zichen.

If he didn't follow his disciple, he had nowhere else to go, and he didn't want to go home.

The villagers were gossipy; they had searched the mountains and fields for him for several hours. If he went back now, the villagers would surely see him and keep asking where he had been.

What had he been doing?

He was annoyed and wanted some peace and quiet; he didn't want to be grilled by others.

The two arrived at the branch store that had been smashed; the shop had already been cleaned up, but the glass was broken, so it could not operate for the time being.

The people installing the new glass wouldn't be able to come until tomorrow at the earliest, so the shop being closed was just convenient for the two of them to talk.

Zichen went to the kitchen himself, cooked two bowls of noodles, and brought out a few side dishes, asking his master to eat something to stave off his hunger.

Smashing things was also hard labor, and having been locked up in the police station for half a day, he should have been hungry long ago.

Gu Zhihao did not stand on ceremony; he was indeed hungry, and like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds, he finished the bowl of noodles in no time.

After eating his fill, Zichen explained to his master that he was also surprised by the hiring of Huo Zhenteng; he had not expected it, and these were his father's decisions, of which he was completely unaware.

"You didn't know?"

Gu Zhihao began to regret it.

He regretted being too impulsive; it seemed he had accidentally injured "friendly forces."

That's right, Zichen shouldn't have known; back then, Zichen and Huo Zhenteng had fought tooth and nail, so how could he have known about this?

Once he figured it out, he was filled with regret and hurriedly apologized to his disciple: "Oh my, it's all my fault. I didn't even ask, just assumed it was something you and your father had discussed."

"How much does the glass for your shop cost? I'll pay you back!"

As he said this, he reached for his wallet, but Zichen pressed his hand down.

The misunderstanding between the master and disciple was resolved, but he still could not understand why Sheng Hanyu would do such a thing.

Zichen suggested: "How about I accompany you to see my father and ask him?"

He shook his head like a rattle-drum: "No, no, I'm not going. I can't say a word when I see your father."

A classic case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, only picking on the soft persimmons.

Since he wouldn't go for a face-to-face confrontation, he still felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted an explanation.

So Zichen called his father and put it on speakerphone, letting him hear the conversation between father and son.

Zichen: "Dad, I have something to ask you!"

Sheng Hanyu: "You're talking about me hiring Huo Zhenteng as the General Manager of the restaurant, right?"

Zichen: "Yes, Dad, that's what I wanted to ask about."

Sheng Hanyu told his son to wait ten minutes; he was in a meeting and would talk to him after it finished.

After hanging up, Gu Zhihao was still filled with indignation: "What kind of meeting? Your father is just making excuses; he's stalling for time, trying to think of an idea of what to say to you..."

Zichen was speechless.

His father didn't need to make excuses at all, okay?

There was no need.

But his master didn't understand, and he was still in a fit of rage, so forget it; let him say whatever he wanted.

Ten minutes later.

Right on time, the call from Sheng Hanyu came through, and he said: "Even if you hadn't asked about this, I would have told you anyway. I just hadn't found the time, so since you asked, it's a good chance to tell you."

He told his son that although Huo Zhenteng had great and wolfish ambitions, he had never done anything to directly harm a person's life, which showed that while this man would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, he still had a bottom line.

Such a person can be used.

Although he can be used, one must always be on guard, placing him in a suitable position and not allowing him to hold too much power without supervision.

Of course, given Huo Zhenteng's age, no matter how much he stirs up trouble, he lacks the stamina for the long run.

The purpose of him saying this to his son was to give him a reference for when he encounters such people in the future...

After ending the call, Gu Zhihao was fuming and kept muttering: "Your dad is a total muddlehead, he's talking absolute nonsense. On what grounds does he say Huo Zhenteng has never killed anyone? My parents were both killed by him..."

A new round of nagging began, but it was completely unoriginal, just the same things he had always understood.

Zichen now knew what it meant to have a blockhead for a brain.

His master was exactly that.

This kind of person is only willing to believe what they want to believe; their vision will never be far-reaching, but one cannot say they are a bad person.

Zichen couldn't get through to his master, so he told his master to go find his father and confront him face-to-face, because saying it in front of him was useless.

Gu Zhihao didn't dare to go, but he wouldn't admit he was afraid, so he glared and ordered Zichen: "You go tell your father, he is not allowed to do this."

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