A news reporter had seen a lot of things. Hanks had encountered many young and arrogant young men in his current affairs interviews.
The alcohol that had rushed straight to his head had made his professional intuition useless, causing him to be unable to sense the extraordinary temperament revealed by the black-haired young man in front of him as he raised his eyebrows. The ace reporter put down the biscuit and raised his glass high before chuckling. "I've seen many boastful young men, but you're the most boastful one. For this, let me give you a toast! Cheers!"
"Cheers!" The young people around him raised their glasses and cheered at the same time.
Zhang Lisheng, who was ridiculed, was stunned for a moment before Riley's pleading voice resonated in his ears. "Oh Lisheng, Hanks is just drunk. Please don't be angry, okay? Please, I'm begging you …"
"Am I that stingy, Riley?" The young man snapped back to reality and smiled coldly before whispering, "This is your promotion party, I won't mess it up.
Besides, compared to having his face covered in blood, I'd rather see this reporter Hanks regret for the rest of his life. "Then, he turned around and left the wooden house.
An iron door separated the noise and divided the two worlds. The cool air outside was refreshing. The young man sat on the short wooden railing under the eaves and looked at the tramp wrapped tightly in a tattered down jacket on the lawn. Not knowing what had crossed his mind, his gloomy expression gradually changed as a playful smile crept upon the corner of his mouth.
"Hey, I remember that you're Riley's brother, right?" Under the misty starlight, a slim figure suddenly sat on the wooden railing a little further away from the young man. Sipping on a cocktail, she said in a hoarse voice, "Don't mind Hanks. He's always so conceited when he's drunk and sometimes, he'll be aggressive. This is a common problem of strong males, isn't it? I apologize to you on his behalf."
"A real powerhouse doesn't have such a common problem." Zhang Lisheng smiled noncommittally as his contemplation was interrupted. He took a deep breath of dry and cold air and turned to look at the beautiful side profile under light makeup half a meter away. "Apologize to me on Hanks' behalf. Are you his partner?"
"I used to be, but I'm now an independent reporter for NBC. My name is Julie Misher, Riley has introduced me to you just now." The slim figure stretched out her hand to the young man.
"I'm Zhang Lisheng," Zhang Lisheng shook the slender palm in front of him decently and said politely, "It's my honor to be able to chat with such a beautiful lady like you on such a long spring night."
"Oh, it seems that you're not as dull as I thought, Mr. Lisheng." Julie smiled in surprise in her tipsy state. "I understand now. You must have been pretending to be deep just now to attract the girls' attention, right?"
"No, I never want to attract anyone's attention. In fact, from the age of sixteen until now, I've always tried to make myself look ordinary in the eyes of others." The young man looked straight ahead and shook his head with a smile.
The female reporter put down her glass and picked up a plate full of biscuits and beef patties that she had secretly brought out of the party. "Give these food to the homeless on the lawn, and I don't mind chatting with you for a while."
The increasingly harsh economic environment, especially the lack of natural resources, had caused more and more unemployed people in many oasis cities in Noah World. Naturally, the number of homeless people in the wealthier communities had also increased. However, if one was willing to accept a high-intensity and relatively harsh working environment, it was not difficult for one to make a living.
From this perspective, most of the beggars in the city were actually immersed in the loose Labor Law and generous social benefits of the old peaceful era. They were a group of people who were automatically eliminated by the cruel new era. Zhang Lisheng only had the thought of 'recycling' them and had no sympathy at all.
From this perspective, most of the beggars in the city were actually a group of people who could not extricate themselves from the loose Labor Law and generous social benefits of the old peaceful era. They were a group of people who were automatically eliminated by the cruel new era. Zhang Lisheng only had the thought of 'recycling waste' and had no sympathy for them at all.
Upon hearing the girl's words, the young man was stunned. A sarcastic smile crept upon the corner of his mouth. Even though he maintained basic courtesy and did not say any rude words to attack Julie's excessive conceit, he did not speak anymore.
After waiting for a while, she saw that the black-haired young man beside her was indifferent to her request and was only looking at the homeless people on the lawn not far away with an indifferent gaze as though he was looking at the garbage that was casually thrown on the street. Under the bright moonlight, the female reporter frowned.
After that, she stood up without saying a word and limped to the lawn in her high heels. She placed the plate filled with food in front of the beggar closest to her and whispered something. The homeless man then muttered, "Thank you, thank you …" before picking up the food and wolfing it down.
Not long after, the crisp sounds of chewing chocolate biscuits and the faint aroma of pan-fried cold beef tempted the other beggars on the lawn to clamor and surround them. Julie patiently waited for them to finish distributing the food on their plates. Only then did she put the plates away and staggered back to the wooden fence.
From the corner of her eye, she saw the black-haired young man's unchanging sarcastic smile. An inexplicable rage rose in her heart without her noticing. Using a sharp tone unique to a news reporter, she reprimanded, "It's not wrong for a young man to be unconventional, but don't use the most basic sympathy to make trouble."
"Using the food from the party carefully prepared by others to relieve the beggars can't be considered as sympathy," Zhang Lisheng did not even look at the girl and replied casually.
Upon hearing this, Julie became even more annoyed and explained loudly, "I've already asked Riley. These are all leftover food …"
"Since it's leftover food, it should be thrown into the trash can, shouldn't it?"
Julie was choked by the young man's words. She wanted to refute, but she could not find any words to say. Her face flushed red right away. Coincidentally, the door opened at this moment. As the sound of dance music poured out of the room, Jules poked her head out. When she saw the girl standing outside and the plate in her hand, she shook her head and hurriedly said, "I guess you've gone to show your kindness again. Head, come in quickly, we're going to sing a thank-you song for Riley."
Thank-You song was a new segment added to the private parties of the US people who migrated to Noah World. It was mainly because the situation had become difficult and it was no longer easy for the host to hold a party full of sincerity. For this reason, if the guests were satisfied with the hospitality of the party, they would sing a thank-you song to express their gratitude.
This gave Julie a chance to get out of the awkward situation. She replied, "Oh, it's already so late, Jules." She hurriedly ran into the room and calmed herself down a little. Then, she surrounded Riley with her other colleagues and clapped gently, singing 'Friendship is Priceless'.
After singing the thank-you song, some guests began to leave. Julie, on the other hand, stayed until the last moment of the party. She brought a few kind-hearted colleagues to pack all the remaining food and gave it to the homeless people on the street. Only then did she call a taxi to leave.
As the car drove in the brightly lit city, the whistling cold wind blew away the drunkenness and the heat in her heart. Jules, who was sitting in the passenger seat, held her forehead and shook her head. Closing the slit on the window, she said enviously, "Riley is so lucky. Dad has migrated to Noah World long ago, allowing her to save a lot of rent. Now, her family can reunite safely again."
Cathy, who was behind the girl, let out a breath that reeked of alcohol and shrugged. "It's indeed a good thing to pray for a family to reunite in Noah, but it's not good to live together. If it were me, I'd rather spend money to rent my own house so that I can have more freedom."
"What's wrong with living with my family? I've always made up my mind to live with my dad and mom before I get married. Unfortunately, I don't have a chance now." Jules became silent for a while before replying in a low voice.
When Cathy saw that she had touched her best friend's sore spot, she panicked and quickly joked, "Is that so, Jules? If you have a brother who is treated as a little baby by your stepmother and is not related to you by blood like Riley, would you really be willing to live with your family?"
"Oh, Cathy, you're too mean. Riley is our good friend," Jules said but could not help but laugh out loud.
Julie, who was sharing a car with the two girls, was stunned for a moment before joining the conversation. She asked, "Are you guys talking about that Asian young man called Zhang Lisheng?"
"Yes, boss. Ah, when you were outside the house at the party, I seemed to have seen him too …" Jules widened her eyes in misunderstanding. "Well, actually, according to psychologists, 'mommy' -type men are kind, quiet, and rarely involved in bad habits. They're not bad either …"
"Jules, if psychologists really say so, then that Asian brother of Riley's can be considered as a 'mommy' -type villain. His pretentiousness is disgusting."
"Boss, why do you say that? Did that guy … did he do something to you?" Jules and Cathy asked curiously at the same time.
"It's even worse than that …" Julie shrugged. On the way home, she vented out all of her resentment and disdain towards the black-haired young man.
When she woke up the next day, the female reporter had already forgotten everything that happened last night. In her busy work, a week had passed by unknowingly.
On this day, when she had just finished reporting a murder case, before Julie could leave the cordoned circle formed by the police with yellow ropes, she suddenly heard a hurried ringtone resonating from the handbag in her assistant's hand.
"Boss, it's Mr. Henry's call. Looks like he's working again. There's no hope for us to have a big meal at noon anymore." Cathy took out her phone and glanced at it before passing it to Julie listlessly.
"I'll eat tomorrow if I have to work at noon. Since I've promised to treat everyone to steak, I'll definitely not owe you anything." Julie said with a smile and picked up the phone. Right away, she heard an unusually excited voice resonating in her ears. "Julie, God bless us! The interview car of Pattin's group has been hit by a cement truck and Lucci has been sent to the hospital.
Right now, we've taken over the big news of the LS Group's crazy acquisition of desert land. Go to the Ocean Empire Building right now and contact Hanks. He's already on the way. Remember, you must appear in the lobby of the Ocean Empire Hotel within 15 minutes! Hurry! Hurry! "
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