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Zhang Yifan stared at the caller ID on his phone screen.

With a light tap of his finger, he answered the phone.

His tone was casual, with a hint of joking.

"Laowen, why aren't you doing your military training at this hour? Why are you secretly calling me?"

According to the normal military training schedule, this is the time for training under the scorching sun.

Under normal circumstances, Zong Wen would never have the chance to touch his phone.

The usual playful smile was absent from the other end of the phone.

There were no complaints about the instructors, no grumbling about the hot weather, and no jokes about how torturous military training was.

Instead, there was an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Zong Wen's voice was low, filled with barely suppressed anger.

Despite suppressing his emotions, he couldn't hide a tremor.

"Brother Fan, lend me some money."

Zong Wen got straight to the point, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

Zhang Yifan instantly stopped joking around.

He knows Zongwen too well.

This kid is a typical optimist; he can laugh even if the sky falls.

For him to suppress his emotions and ask to borrow money, it must be no small matter.

"What happened? How much do you need?"

Zhang Yifan's tone instantly turned serious.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Zong Wen deliberately softened his tone, trying to downplay the seriousness of the matter.

"It's a personal matter, I can handle it myself, you don't need to worry about it."

"Brother Fan, if you believe I can pay it back, just lend me 100,000."

A simple sentence, yet it carries immense weight.

A freshman who had just enrolled in college asked for a loan of 100,000 yuan.

In the context of ordinary students, this is already an extremely large sum of money.

Zhang Yifan was unaware of what had happened.

But he knew Zongwen's personality; he was a typical person who was obsessed with saving face and would suffer for it.

From childhood to adulthood, I have always faced any difficulties on my own.

They would rather suffer themselves than trouble their brothers and friends.

Today, I was able to swallow my pride and take the initiative to ask to borrow money.

This indicates that things have reached a point where he can no longer bear it.

Moreover, Zhang Yifan was well aware that even if he pressed for details and asked for the reason now, it would be difficult to get to the bottom of the matter.

In order not to implicate him, Zongwen absolutely did not mention it.

There's no need to say anything unnecessary.

Between brothers, there is no need for testing or suspicion.

"Card number".

Zhang Yifan acted decisively and without the slightest hesitation.

There was no questioning about the details, no hesitation or doubt.

Three simple words are worth more than a thousand.

The call was quickly ended.

The WeChat message popped up instantly, incredibly fast.

Zongwen sent a string of bank card numbers directly.

Zhang Yifan opened the transfer interface.

With a simple tap of your finger, you can directly enter one million.

There are no other complicated reasons.

I simply have money and want to give my brother some to spend.

(As I write this, I wish my brother could be like that too!)

For him now, tens of thousands or millions are no longer essentially different.

Funds arrive instantly.

The next second, the phone rang frantically again.

It's still Zongwen's number.

Zhang Yifan answered the phone.

A sharp, explosive sound from Zongwen instantly erupted from the receiver.

"Holy crap! Fan, did you accidentally add an extra zero?!"

"I only need 100,000! 100,000 is enough!"

"I can't accept this million; I'll return the extra to you immediately!"

Zong Wen was so incredulous that his tone became somewhat flustered.

He knew Zhang Yifan had money now, so he was prepared to ask for a loan of 100,000 yuan to get through the crisis.

To my utter surprise, I received ten times the amount.

Zhang Yifan spoke calmly, steadily suppressing his panic.

"No need to return it, prison document."

"I'm glad that I was the first person you thought of when you got into trouble."

"But remember one thing: problems that can be solved with money aren't big deals for me."

"Keep the extra money in your account. You'll feel more at ease if you have money in your pocket in case of trouble."

Zongwen was still extremely anxious.

"But one million is just too much! This amount is outrageous!"

Zhang Yifan chuckled lightly, casually poured himself a glass, and acted as if nothing had happened.

"Is it a lot?"

"One, two, three, four, five."

"Alright, I've already made back that money."

A few simple words, yet incredibly impactful.

"..."

Zong Wen on the other end of the phone fell completely silent.

A few seconds later, a desperate wail of utter despair rang out.

"I'm convinced! I'm truly convinced!"

"What can I say?"

"My godfather! Your son kneels before you!"

Zhang Yifan smiled helplessly.

"Get lost, I don't have a son as big as you."

"Resolve things thoroughly and tell me as soon as you're done."

Zongwen's tone instantly became serious and incredibly obedient.

"Yes, Godfather!"

The phone call ended, and the room instantly returned to silence.

The playful atmosphere from before completely dissipated.

The smile on Zhang Yifan's face slowly faded.

The worry in my heart has not diminished in the slightest.

He is generous and readily gives millions to others.

He appears carefree and unrestrained, but he is actually very clear-headed.

Zong Wen was just an ordinary freshman.

There is no complex network of connections, and no social foundation.

What kind of private matter could force a college student to ask for a loan of 100,000 yuan?

This is definitely not a simple minor dispute or trouble.

It definitely involves real trouble and pressure.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

Images from this summer involuntarily flashed through my mind.

In the lead-up to the college entrance examination, he stayed with Zongwen to help him prepare for the exam.

One-on-one tutoring throughout the process to identify and fill in any gaps in your knowledge.

Zong Wen's foundation was weak, so he wasn't considered a top student.

Thanks to his desperate sprint in the final stage, coupled with his targeted coaching.

Ultimately, he performed exceptionally well and successfully gained admission to Qingdao University, one of the top universities in the province.

Although it doesn't meet the requirements of 985 or 211 universities.

However, among all the universities in the province, it is already considered an excellent career path.

On the day the admission results were released, Zong Wen laughed extremely arrogantly.

She even came all the way here to tease him.

Our schools differ by only one character.

You're from Tsinghua University, I'm from Qingdao University.

We almost became classmates.

Zongwen was in high spirits and overjoyed at the time.

What made him happiest was never getting into a good university.

Instead, Tang Xiaonuan was also admitted to Qingdao University.

To be able to live in the same city and attend the same school as the girl I like, and spend every day with her.

During that period, Zongwen was at the peak of his life.

He's always talking, telling everyone he meets how lucky he is.

Looking back now.

Zongwen's happiness and concerns at Qingdao University.

Everyone was focused on Tang Xiaonuan.

This sudden incident is most likely related to this matter.

The worry lingered deep in my heart, growing ever stronger.

Shen Zhiyi, who was standing to the side, watched him make the phone call quietly the whole time.

There were no interruptions or follow-up questions throughout the entire process; everything was very transparent.

She could clearly sense the worry and unease in Zhang Yifan's eyes.

She spoke softly only after the call had completely ended.

"Since you're so worried, let's just go and take a look."

"I haven't seen Xiaonuan in a long time either, so I'll just drop by and run into her."

A simple sentence instantly enlightened Zhang Yifan.

Zhang Yifan's eyes lit up instantly.

Yup!

A thousand guesses are no substitute for seeing it for yourself.

Instead of staying at home overthinking and feeling anxious.

Instead, we should go directly to Qingdao University and find out the whole truth in person.