He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Bai Ziheng's job was arranged by the neighborhood office after he was discharged from the military.

The district's waterworks maintenance team is responsible for inspecting and repairing the pipes.

The salary is not high; after deductions for social insurance and housing fund, I only get 4,600 yuan.

Its advantage lies in its stability, and the work isn't tiring.

He worked there for over a year without making a single mistake.

I also get along well with the senior colleagues in my work group.

At 10 a.m., he was squatting in the pump room changing valve gaskets when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was the office director calling.

"Xiao Bai, come to my office."

"Now? I still have two valves to replace—"

"Now."

The director's tone was off.

Bai Ziheng frowned, took off his gloves, greeted his coworker next to him, and walked towards the office building.

Pushing open the office door, I saw the director sitting behind his desk, looking somewhat embarrassed, his fingers constantly twirling a pen.

Seeing Bai Ziheng enter, he raised his chin to signal for the door to close.

Bai Ziheng closed the door and stood in front of the table: "Director, you wanted to see me?"

"Hmm..." The director cleared his throat, his gaze somewhat evasive.

"Xiao Bai, you've been working at our factory for over a year now, and your work attitude has always been excellent, I have to admit that."

"But..."

He paused, then tapped his pen twice on the table.

"The factory's performance has been poor recently, and the higher-ups have ordered a reduction in staff."

"Your contract is about to expire, and after careful consideration, the factory has decided... not to renew it."

Bai Ziheng was taken aback: "Streamlining personnel?"

"right."

"Then why did Factory Manager Zhao say at the team meeting the day before yesterday that we would be recruiting two more technical staff this year?"

The director's face darkened further. He coughed lightly and lowered his voice.

"Xiao Bai, I won't beat around the bush. Have you... offended someone recently?"

Bai Ziheng remained silent.

"That's basically it."

The director waved his hand and sighed.

"Someone put in a word and said they can't use you. I'm just an office manager, there's nothing I can do. Please understand."

Bai Ziheng was silent for a few seconds. After all, he was just a contract worker without a permanent position. There was nothing he could do if his contract was about to expire and the other party did not renew it.

"I see."

He didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the office, there was nothing to argue about.

However, this person was someone he shouldn't have offended...

He'd only killed a few demons recently; surely those demons wouldn't crawl out of hell and write a complaint letter to ruin his job?

As Bai Ziheng walked out of the factory gate, security guard Lao Liu poked his head out and asked in a low voice.

"Xiaobai, what's going on? I heard you're leaving?"

"Um."

"well……"

Old Liu sighed and handed him a cigarette.

"Those people, not one of them is any good. They will definitely get their comeuppance. You should stay healthy and strong. With such a spirited young man, you'll find food wherever you go."

Bai Ziheng took the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

I had just taken a puff when I caught a glimpse of someone standing by the roadside out of the corner of my eye.

Zhang Ling.

She was wearing a designer dress, carrying a small bag, leaning against a roadside utility pole, smiling at him.

"Hey, isn't this just free technology?"

She spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"What, you got fired?"

Bai Ziheng ignored her and walked towards the bus stop.

Zhang Ling followed him, walked to his side, and spoke with a smug and mocking tone.

"Oh well, what can you do? It's your own fault for offending someone you shouldn't have."

"If you're willing to apologize to me properly, maybe I can put in a good word for you."

Bai Ziheng didn't stop walking.

"Bai Ziheng, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?"

Zhang Ling stomped her foot in anger and was about to chase after him to continue her tirade.

A black Mercedes-Benz S-Class slowly came to a stop on the side of the road.

The car window rolled down, revealing a man's face.

He was in his early thirties, dressed in a suit and tie, with his hair slicked back and a smile that made people uncomfortable.

"Brother Sun!"

Zhang Ling immediately smiled obsequiously at the man.

He pushed open the car door and got out, put his arm around Zhang Ling's waist, looked at Bai Ziheng's back, and called out.

"Do you remember me, Bai Ziheng?"

Bai Ziheng stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked at the man's face.

"I don't know him."

The man's expression stiffened for a moment.

"Take another look." He took a step forward and raised his chin.

"High school, No. 1 High School of the city, the corridor outside Class 3."

Bai Ziheng stared at his face for several seconds.

Finally, an image flashed into my mind.

A troublemaker who wears a school uniform, has dyed yellow hair, smokes a cigarette, and acts like a tyrant in school.

"I remember now."

Bai Ziheng said calmly.

"Sun Wei?"

"Heh, your memory is pretty good."

Sun Wei grinned, put his arm around Zhang Ling's waist, and took a step forward.

"Do you know how long I've waited for this day?"

"I don't really want to know."

Bai Ziheng really didn't want to talk to this man. In high school, he relied on his family's wealth and power to dominate the school, and everyone was afraid of him.

Back then, his favorite thing to do was bully those poor students.

Then watch them, angry but unable to speak out.

In his second year of high school, he cornered a skinny boy in the bike shed behind the teaching building and made him kneel on the ground and call him "Dad".

Bai Ziheng saw it as he passed by.

Without saying a word, he walked up and kicked Sun Wei in the waist.

Sun Wei was sent flying and crashed into a bicycle, causing a corner of the bicycle shed to collapse.

The next day, Sun Wei brought more than a dozen thugs from outside the school and blocked Bai Ziheng at the school gate.

Bai Ziheng didn't run away.

He casually picked up a discarded iron pipe from the roadside and walked towards the group of people.

One person, one iron pipe, in front of the entire school's outgoing crowd.

They beat Sun Wei and his men to a pulp.

Sun Wei suffered two broken ribs, a fractured nose, and lost two front teeth.

However, Sun Wei did not receive any punishment, while Bai Ziheng was expelled from school.

The stepsister, Bai Qing, came to the school and bowed to apologize to each of the teachers, school leaders, and Sun Wei's parents.

He even knelt down at the entrance to the principal's office.

Useless.

Sun Weijia persisted relentlessly, and in the end, Bai Qing's internship company fired her under pressure.

Class teacher Lao Zhao couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly found Bai Ziheng, helped him contact people in the army, and got him into the army.

"Your sister was quite pretty back then."

Sun Wei smiled and licked his lips.

"I remember she came to my door with some rotten fruit, begging me to forgive you."

His smile slowly turned sinister.

"I still remember the way she knelt on the ground and cried."

"I slapped your sister a few times to teach her a lesson. Tsk, that feel... I really should have had your sister stay at my house to work. Then you'd probably have to call me... brother-in-law, wouldn't you?"

Bai Ziheng's expression remained unchanged.

But his fists were clenched.

"I see." His voice was calm.

"The injury on my sister's face was caused by you."

"Yeah, so what? Go ahead and bite me?"

Sun Wei spread his hands with a grin.

"Weren't you supposed to be a good fighter? Now you've lost your job just because of one sentence from me!"

"What good is it if you can fight? In this world, you need power and influence, you little punk."

Zhang Ling sneered from the side and added fuel to the fire.

"Bai Ziheng, were you always this shameless?"

"Even your own sister is suffering because of you. You'd better apologize to Brother Sun right now, or I'm telling you, you'll never find a job again in your life!"

Bai Ziheng suddenly smiled.

"I just find it strange," he said slowly.

"You, Zhang Ling, have hooked up with a rich guy, so why are you still eyeing my insurance money? It turns out it was you, you bastard, who caused this."

Sun Wei was about to say something—

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Sun Wei was spun around on the spot by the slap and then fell to the ground.

Half of his face was visibly swollen, his mouth was split open, and blood was flowing down his chin.

The person was completely stunned.

Zhang Ling screamed and lunged at Bai Ziheng, shoving him: "Are you crazy! How dare you hit someone! Help! Help! Help!"

Bai Ziheng raised his hand.

Zhang Ling shrank back in fright, but seeing that Bai Ziheng's slap hadn't landed, she felt smug again.

"Go ahead and hit me! If you've got the guts, then—!"

She couldn't continue.

Because she saw Bai Ziheng smiling, that wide-open, devilish smile made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Zhang Ling's instinct told her that this slap...

I'm sure I'll die...

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ling received a solid slap, and her whole body swayed to one side.

But it wasn't Bai Ziheng who took action.

Before his slap landed, a figure emerged from behind him.

Luo Yao was wearing an off-shoulder sweater, her hair tied in a ponytail, and she looked at Zhang Ling with a mischievous smile.

"This is the first time I've heard of such a request—begging someone to hit you? How pathetic! Fine, I'll grant your wish then."