Second Chance |Yizhan (On Hold)

Chapter 6

"You!"

It seemed that everyone in Xiao family were free to step on his head. Xiao Zhan remembered his childhood, because he was still not sensible, he and Xiao JiaJun had fought over several toys, but every time it was him who would suffer Xiao YaoZu's severe punishment.

Facing the wall for one to two hours, he was not allowed to eat dinner. Gradually, in such an environment, he developed a fear and patience towards Xiao JiaJun in his bones.

This may be the result Xiao YaoZu unwittingly caused, but in any case, if one day he and Xiao JiaJun were in danger at the same time, then Xiao YaoZu would definitely save Xiao JiaJun first.
Because in his heart, Xiao JiaJun was his only son.

After thinking about it this way, Xiao Zhan sent another email to the detective agency, asking if they would like to take up another business transaction from him.

The people from the detective agency quickly responded to him saying yes, and marked the price at the end of the letter.
Seeing the text message, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but make a wry smile.

Because he intended to please several people in the Xiao family, he spent all his money on these people. Even Xiao JiaJun's new European car was purchased with his own savings the year before. The purpose was to celebrate his graduation from university.

In the last investigation, Xiao Zhan had already spent the savings he had saved for an emergency. In desperation, he had to call Song LiuBai, his mentor in university.

The university Xiao Zhan attended was the most famous University in the country, and his mentor Song LiuBai was even more famous.

He was originally a supervisor to PHD candidates, but later he came to know Xiao Zhan because he was acting as a substitute supervisor for his sick close friend.

Xiao Zhan was already a sophomore when he met him. Song LiuBai taught the aesthetic style of Tang and Song dynasty poetry. Because Xiao had shown his love for Ci poetry of Song dynasty and his own different opinions on it, Song LiuBai gradually favored him.

Song LiuBai was an authentic scholar, and his sense of mission in his bones made him spare no effort in promoting Chinese culture.
He felt that this kind of stuff should start from children and cultivate when they were young. So, every year he would work with the government and professors from other well-known universities to publish several easy-to-understand poetry and lyrics analyses.

In addition, he would win over young talents who he thought to have certain talents and potential in this area.
Back then, Xiao Zhan insisted on teaching at the elementary school where he was now. Song LiuBai was angry and refused to answer his phone for half a year.

At that time, he hoped that Xiao Zhan would continue his postgraduate entrance examination and become an expert in this field like him. Unfortunately, at that time, Xiao Zhan, even if his family was not short of money, he was consciously obligated to reduce the burden on the family.

But his sensible endurance, in the eyes of those who didn't care about him, probably didn't even count as a fart.
After thinking about it this way, the smile on Xiao Zhan's face became even more spiteful.
"Zhan?"

Before Xiao Zhan had said anything, Song LiuBai had lowered his voice and said, "I'm in a meeting, I'll call you later!"
Song LiuBai was very famous and held endless meetings every day. Every once in a while, he would fly abroad to conduct academic exchanges with others.

Xiao understood this, and the next afternoon, he received a call from Song LiuBai again.
Song LiuBai seemed very pleased when he heard Xiao Zhan's words, but he couldn't help but complain a few words when he thought of the past few years that were wasted.