Chapter 55: Don't you want your son anymore?

[Northern Song historical film and television completed, memory begins to be sealed!]

[Commissioned task completed: "Recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun" successful]

[Task reward: Storage space!]

[Recycling system: Exchange Mall]

[Re-issuing task, "Start from scratch"!]

[Start playing urban film and television!]

"Dear passengers, we are about to arrive at Hongqiao Airport, please fasten your seatbelts..."

Accompanied by the gentle voice of the flight attendant, the people on the plane straightened up.

Opening his eyes in a daze, Zhang Cheng looked around and couldn't help but rub his head, saying, "No, where did this bring me to again?"

Just when Zhang Cheng was full of confusion, the flight attendant came to his side and said, "Passenger, do you need any help?"

"That, help me... pfft, no need, thank you!"

Rubbing his eyebrows tiredly, Zhang Cheng felt as if he had had a dream.

But just as he subconsciously opened the panel, he discovered that he wasn't dreaming!

"Are you treating me as a tool? Recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun was fine, but now you want me to start from scratch. If I hadn't gone to Florida to 'take a chance', I would already be Chairman Zhang!"

Gritting his teeth and complaining, Zhang Cheng covered his face, not wanting to say a word.

Because no matter how ugly he cursed, the system wouldn't give any feedback.

But after "Recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun," he discovered one thing: he was just a tool.

Hmm, the very pure kind.

Other people are still working 996, but he's better off; he doesn't even have 996, completing tasks and changing battlefields directly.

"I really don't know how the previous host of this system managed to persist! Is he a donkey from a production team?"

Guessing with ill intent, Zhang Cheng revealed a wicked smile.

Lu Yan: I told you to turn on the mic, are you a descendant of the deaf? Turn on the mic!

Shadow Legion: The monarch told you to turn on the mic, and by the way, open the shared map!

Zhang Cheng: Oh, so that donkey from the production team is you!

Shanghai, Hongqiao Airport.

Touching his pocket, Zhang Cheng lowered his head in a daze.

Because in the memory transmitted by the system, he was a returnee.

But the big difference was that he hadn't learned anything, and didn't even have a degree certificate; he was expelled!

Rubbing his chin, Zhang Cheng skillfully came to a corner and squatted down.

For some reason, after being a beggar in the Song Dynasty, he always felt that this corner place could bring him good things!

"What should I do now? If I hadn't returned to the country, it would be fine; I could go to Florida to be a 'stunt immortal'! I wouldn't even need to change the plan, just rob a bank, but now it won't work; there are too many government agencies in the country!"

Touching his pocket, Zhang Cheng finally took out five yuan and five jiao. Looking at this money, it was still in small change, which also represented one thing: this little money was all his wealth!

"Look at this person, being a beggar at such a young age; he must be lazy. You must never learn from him in the future!"

Pulling a slightly chubby child past, the woman stepped on high heels and couldn't help but look down on him.

And hearing this sentence, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but stand up, full of anger, and said, "Who are you calling a beggar? Ah, who is a beggar!"

"Swish!"

Taking out a red banknote, the woman handed it to Zhang Cheng.

Silently looking at this scene, Zhang Cheng turned his head guiltily and said, "That... I am!"

"See that? Son, never learn from this kind of person in the future!"

Pulling her son away, the woman explained with disdain.

Twitching his mouth looking at this scene, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and said, "I tell you, don't bully the young for being poor, don't bully the middle-aged for being poor, don't bully the old for being poor... pfft, the feng shui turns, the mountains don't turn, the water turns, the water doesn't turn..."

"What the hell am I saying? Am I so angry that I'm confused?"

Looking at the woman's look of seeing a jinx, Zhang Cheng was speechless; this was almost making him, the Ming Taizu, have high blood pressure!

It was fine that the last start was a beggar, but this time, there was only five yuan and five jiao in his pocket. What could this little money do? Let him go buy meat buns?

On the street a few minutes later.

Zhang Cheng held a meat bun in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm? It really lives up to the buns of the Northeast brothers; it's really affordable, really fragrant, hehehe!"

Eating the bun happily, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but hum a little tune.

The fact that he could run to Florida to "do stunts" without hesitation back then meant one thing: he, Zhang Mou, could live happily anywhere!

"By the way, I remember the predecessor had a cousin, right? Burp."

Searching his memory, Zhang Cheng stopped his steps.

And just a moment later, Zhang Cheng frowned and said, "Wait, this cousin of mine, shouldn't I just cut ties?"

Shanghai, inside a residential complex.

When getting on the elevator, a slightly chubby woman walked in with a dog.

Looking at the dog without a leash, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Big sister, dogs need to be on a leash!"

"This is my son, is it any of your business?"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the chubby woman immediately retorted.

"Damn, this is your son? Can't tell, sister, you are so amazing, who did you make it with? Introduce me? I'm a villager, and I also want to see the world!"

Looking at the middle-aged woman before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sneer.

"Little rabbit, you're looking for death, aren't you! Ah!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, the middle-aged woman became angry and was about to rush over, waving her claws.

Glancing at the monitor behind him, Zhang Cheng hurriedly dodged, but his hands danced wildly and said, "Don't come over!"

"Slap!"

A crisp slap sound appeared.

When the middle-aged woman covered her face in disbelief and backed away, she was shocked and said, "You, you actually dare to hit me?"

"Ah? Did I hit you? This is passive defense. I was diagnosed with a dangerous personality split abroad, which is why I was deported. Don't scare me... if I get excited..."

While speaking, Zhang Cheng took a knife out of his pocket and smiled, "However, I might kill you!"

"Ah!"

Screaming, the middle-aged woman hurriedly slapped the elevator door.

And just at the moment the elevator door opened, the middle-aged woman ran out frantically.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng while barking, the dog barked wildly.

"Big sister, don't you want your son anymore?"

Sticking his head out and shouting, Zhang Cheng laughed.

And just in the next second, Zhang Cheng looked at the dog before him and kicked it, saying, "Go to hell!"

"Woof!"

Screaming, the dog flew out of the elevator, not knowing where it went.

After doing all this, Zhang Cheng wiped his hair and said, "Play with me? I could walk sideways in Florida; who do you think you are!"

Not long after, arriving at the door in his memory.

Zhang Cheng knocked on the door and shouted, "Cousin, cousin, open the door, cousin!"

"Who is it, shouting and yelling, who is your cousin!"

Opening the door, Yu Huanshui looked at Zhang Cheng with a sigh and was stunned on the spot.

[I am Yu Huanshui!]

But just when Yu Huanshui was stunned, Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Cousin, are you happy to see me?"

"Damn, why are you back? Aren't you studying at a university abroad?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, Yu Huanshui was stunned on the spot.

Because Zhang Cheng was the child of his mother's younger sister, and also his cousin!

But ever since his mother passed away, his father was a bastard, and his cousin went abroad, the two had rarely been in contact, but he never expected that he would actually come back!

"That, I was expelled, hehehe!"

Awkwardly spreading his hands, Zhang Cheng smiled.

And after hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Yu Huanshui roared, "What, you were expelled!"

"Now not only do you know, the whole building knows!"

Looking at Yu Huanshui, Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders, appearing very speechless.