The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The black car was driving steadily in the old city area. Su Bingzhi turned his head slightly and looked at the street scene that was receding outside the car window. His eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something important.

The man was wearing a finely tailored haute couture suit, his slender hands casually folded, one hand gently resting on the edge of the car window, the other hand casually placed on a blue folder beside him, his bony fingers tapping lightly from time to time.

The driver noticed the gentleman's serious expression through the rearview mirror and quickly turned down the volume of the music that was automatically playing in the car, for fear of disturbing the man's thoughts.

You know, as the leading leader in China's real estate industry, every word Su Bingzhi says affects the work and livelihoods of tens of thousands of people.

At this time, the old city reconstruction document in Su Bingzhi's hand was related to the relocation and reconstruction of this area. Only the Su Group had the strength to undertake the relocation compensation of tens of thousands of people.

However, the driver guessed wrong. Su Bingzhi was not thinking about company affairs. As the chairman of the Su Group, as long as the funds were in place, there would naturally be a large number of talents to help him solve problems.

Ever since he dreamed of the little cub that frequently appeared in his dreams yesterday, the skinny figure of the little cub has been lingering in his mind, and the sad mood kept him awake at night.

Suddenly, his eyes swept past the trash can on the side of the road, and his gaze froze in an instant. He seemed to see the little cub again. This time, it was no longer the cold little corpse lying in his arms, but waving at him with a sweet smile.

"parking!"

Su Bingzhi shouted loudly. The driver was startled by the sudden shout and stepped on the brake pads subconsciously.

"Screech--" accompanied by a sharp and piercing brake sound, the car stopped suddenly.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Su Bingzhi had already opened the door with an anxious look on his face and hurriedly got out of the car. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he ran in the direction of the little cub.

The driver had never seen the usually stern gentleman so flustered. He was stunned for a moment, then got out of the car and chased in the direction of the gentleman.

But when Su Bingzhi rushed to the place where he had seen the little cub, there was nothing there except a large dark green plastic bag and a messy trash can. There was no trace of the little cub.

Su Bingzhi frowned, stared at the big plastic bag, and fell into deep suspicion.

Could it be that I really saw it wrong just now?

At this time, his driver also ran across the road, panting. Seeing the man standing motionless next to the trash can, he thought that the man had a physical problem.

"Sir, how are you? Are you feeling unwell? How about I take you back now?"

"No need." Su Bingzhi shook his head and returned to his cold and indifferent expression. He didn't need to explain his behavior to the driver and once again returned to his attitude of keeping people at a distance.

"Let's go."

The driver observed Su Bingzhi's face and confirmed that he was not feeling unwell. He did not try to persuade him any more and helped him open the door. After Su Bingzhi got in, he trotted around the front of the car, got back in the car, and drove towards the original destination.

After they left, a familiar figure of a cub walked out of a nearby shop, holding five or six empty mineral water bottles. A smiling woman reached out to lift the curtain in front of the cub and talked to him kindly.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

The woman touched the cub's dry and slightly yellow hair, and looked at the swollen scar on the cub's face with heartache.

"Did your father beat you again?" What a beast, she muttered and cursed in a low voice. She turned her head to look at the ignorant little cub, but was afraid of scaring him, so she could only hug Su Mo's thin body with sore eyes, wiped her tears where Su Mo couldn't see, and then let him go.

"Momo, I'll keep it for you next time. Just come in and get it when the time comes."

"Yeah." Momo said goodbye to Aunt Zhang gratefully. Thinking of the bag next to the trash can, he was worried that someone would take it away, so he ran back anxiously. He was relieved to see that his big bag was still there.

He opened the bag and put the small bottle he got from Aunt Zhang in it.

"Ahhh, cub, you don't know what you just missed!"

Su Mo covered his ears, not wanting to hear 8517 talking. He had to hurry up, because the sanitation workers, grandpa and grandma, would start work soon, and he could only come out at noon.

"You're too noisy! Be quiet, Momo is very busy and has to make money to support you." Su Mo sighed like a little adult. It was already difficult to support himself, and now there was a little ball that followed him for no reason. Looking at this situation, it was dependent on him, so he had no choice but to support it, and it seemed that others could not see it, so it had to follow him.

Now he has to support two people - one person and one ball to be precise, so he has to work harder.

This little ball is still ignorant and always yells for no reason, which really gives the little cub a headache.

Su Mo quickened his pace, wanting to stay away from the chattering ball. He carefully searched in a different trash can, automatically blocking out 8517's words.

He didn't know that his father had come to his neighborhood and almost found him.

On the other hand, the person in charge of the old city attaches great importance to this meeting with the developer, which is related to the resettlement of hundreds of thousands of people. It is said that the person who came this time is very capable, and even the superiors attach great importance to it.

Originally it was just a small development project, and there was no need for Su Bingzhi, the chairman of the Su Corporation, to come in person. But there was an inexplicable feeling in Su Bingzhi that he had to come, so he came.

There was someone else who negotiated with the person in charge of the old city this time. After Su Bingzhi handed over all matters to the backbone of the company, he walked out of the old government building.

It's almost noon!

Not far away, there were groups of children looking around his car curiously. Looking at those lively children, he couldn't help but think of the little boy in his dream.

"You little bastard, you dare to run away from home like other bad kids. I think you are itching for trouble!"

The unbearable shouting and cursing made Su Bingzhi, who was already indifferent, frown. He looked in the direction of the noise with an unhappy look, and his face changed drastically in an instant.

A little cub who was squatting quietly next to a trash can was suddenly grabbed by the collar by a big hand and lifted up roughly.

The little cub's feet left the ground, and his thin body dangled helplessly in the air. He stared wide-eyed in fear, tears welling up in his eye sockets, but he dared not make a sound.

Su Mo didn't expect to be discovered by the man. Looking at the man's ferocious face and raised fist, Su Mo helplessly held his head with both hands, closed his eyes tightly, and waited for the man's anger, tears falling silently.

He did not resist, but only hoped that the man's beating would not hurt too much this time.

Su Mo waited for a long time, but he didn't feel any pain. He opened his eyes carefully, and saw that the angry man was now pale and sweating. His fist was blocked in mid-air by an adult with outstanding appearance. With a "crack", the angry man's wrist was broken, and then the raised hand was thrown aside, showing a twisted posture. The pain made the man loosen his other hand that was clamped on the cub.

Instantly, Su Mo felt himself falling into a warm embrace. Su Mo could feel that although the handsome man holding him had a gloomy face, his body was trembling slightly.

The man holding his injured arm groaned in pain, cursing:

"Ahhh, my arm! Do you know who I am? You're going to pay for this!"

"Get out!" Su Bingzhi's eyes were as cold as ice. No one could have imagined that the indifferent man in front of him had already stirred up a storm in his heart.