Chapter 119 Hypocrisy

The little monkey was a bit sad.

Perhaps at this moment, it also understood just how cruel this world of appearances could be.

Looking at the sullen little monkey, Zhou Ze smiled, picked the little guy up, and shook its little tail.

In fact, the relationship between the man and the monkey no longer needed explanation. The grievances of the past had long since dissipated. The little monkey had seen past them, and Zhou Ze naturally had too.

It could only be said that everything related to "humans" became hypocritical.

Zhou Ze remembered the old vegetable farmer transformed from the Mountain Moving Ape arguing with him on the street for a long time about the "right" and "wrong" of the matter. In fact, no one won.

In the end, the old vegetable farmer even knocked himself out and took out his "conscience" to make a dish for him to eat.

Zhou Ze remembered what he had said when he argued with him,

Humans are humans, and beasts are beasts. Standing from a human perspective, he could only choose to save people.

So,

what about today?

Was it because the pregnant woman in the operating room was not the one about to be harmed,

but this black brother and this Xu Zhongli?

Was it because the one seeking revenge was not that big monkey covered in hair, disgustingly eating skewers at the entrance of the operating room,

but this female cat demon who was always calm, elegant, and without any resentment?

The principle was still the same, the slogan was still the same,

but the choice

was completely different.

In the end,

Zhou Ze suddenly realized that he was indeed a hypocritical person. He was clearly doing things based on his own "preferences," but when faced with accusations, he always liked to come up with some grand principles to justify himself.

Holding the monkey, he walked out of the gymnasium,

looking at the stars overhead,

Boss Zhou felt a bit melancholy.

"Oh, right, call Lao Dao and have him bring Deadpool or that black girl here to dispose of the bodies. It would be best if they could be taken away as fertilizer."

Zhang Yanfeng nodded, followed Zhou Ze's instructions, and took out his phone to make the call.

Afterward,

the two walked back to the university's living area together.

"Boss, should I take you back?"

Zhou Ze shook his head. "I'll walk around a bit more."

Right ahead, a female student in a short skirt walked past under the street lamp, carrying a red bag, tall and with long legs, pleasing to the eye.

Coincidentally,

a gust of wind blew,

lifting the hem of her skirt.

Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang both moved their eyes downward.

This was a normal human reaction. Men and women both had the instinct to peep into other people's privacy and gain pleasure from it.

Who knew that when the skirt blew up,

the girl was actually wearing white safety pants underneath.

Sigh…

The girl glanced at Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang nearby and snorted unhappily before continuing toward her dormitory.

Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed.

"This society has reached such a low level of trust between people."

Zhou Ze lamented.

Lao Zhang didn't have skin as thick as his boss's; he just awkwardly took out a cigarette, not daring to agree.

"Are your classes going well?" Zhou Ze asked.

"More or less. I have a colleague covering for me."

"Mm, then should we go grab some late-night snacks? I didn't eat anything for lunch or dinner."

"Sure."

The other three ghost messengers were in other cities. Before the River of Forgetfulness Flowers were grown, they wouldn't be getting oral liquid delivered to them for the time being. But Lao Zhang, who was always hanging around, would definitely get some.

A few days ago, Lao Zhang had been "hypnotized" by Zhou Ze's chicken soup, told to remember the bitter past, so he forced himself to swallow every meal, painfully trying not to throw up.

At the same time, seeing Zhou Ze's calm and collected demeanor every time he ate,

Lao Zhang was actually quite impressed.

Until, later, he discovered the truth…

Not far from the school gate was a night market, mostly catering to students. Moreover, the school didn't have a curfew, so food delivery people could come and go freely.

The little monkey didn't plan on eating here. It got down from Zhou Ze's arms at the school gate. It knew that Lao Dao and the others were coming, so it simply went to find them later.

Zhou Ze wasn't worried about it getting lost, so he let it go.

He and Lao Zhang sat down at a barbecue stall.

Zhou Ze took out his phone and flipped through it casually while Lao Zhang went to choose the ingredients.

After a while, Lao Zhang came back, holding two bottles of beer. He poured a glass for Zhou Ze and took a Wang Lao Ji (herbal tea) for himself.

"I'm driving."

Lao Zhang explained.

Zhou Ze nodded, picked up the glass, and took a sip.

At this moment, a somewhat familiar voice came from the next table.

He glanced over and found that the guy looked a little familiar.

Oh,

it seemed to be that Minister Yang from the student union.

Before, in the water station, two freshmen called him Senior Yang Yi, but one of the people next to that minister directly reprimanded them:

"Are you worthy to call Chairman Yang by his name?"

The food hadn't come up so quickly,

so Zhou Ze silently drank his beer while listening to the commotion at the minister's table next door.

There were six people at that table, three women and three men, mostly freshmen. That Minister Yang and the vice minister beside him were bragging about all sorts of things.

Boasting about how much influence he had in the student body, how good his relationships were with various companies outside, and how much face he had in front of the school leaders and teachers, and so on.

It was as if as long as he was looking out for you, you could reach the peak of your life and soar from then on, with no worries about your studies or career.

He was just like a gorilla constantly beating his chest and howling in heat.

Zhou Ze finished the last bit of beer in his glass. Lao Zhang understood and refilled it for Zhou Ze.

Next, the table next door seemed to be discussing something. That Minister Yang took the lead, saying that he planned to hold a social event with the foreign students.

But the vice minister next to him complained that the vice president had held a meeting to emphasize that they were not allowed to do this, which made them very helpless.

It was said that

the vice president had specifically held a meeting with people from various departments, including the student union, and emphasized that foreign students had come to their school from thousands of miles away to study, so they must let them study well and also let them integrate into their own culture.

Therefore, there was no preferential treatment in terms of accommodation or food.

They were even prohibited from holding any social events related to foreign students, so as not to affect their concentration on their studies.

That vice minister even sighed and said that if it weren't for other school leaders stopping him, that vice president would have even planned a "care" activity for foreign students, organizing all foreign students in the school to get AIDS tests.

"Lao Zhang, do you know that vice president?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"I've heard of him. He's quite stubborn."

"How so?"

"For this evening's class at the bureau, each of my colleagues is only getting one loaf of bread and a bottle of mineral water. The school isn't even willing to treat us to a late-night snack."

As he spoke, Lao Zhang also laughed.

He wasn't dissatisfied in the slightest. In fact, given Lao Zhang's style and personality, he quite admired that vice president.

In this era, there were many who fawned on their superiors, and many who didn't care about the consequences of their promotion,

but there were fewer and fewer people who were serious, stubborn, and really looking out for the people below.

"How old is he?"

"Not very old. He seems to be in his early fifties."

"Oh." Zhou Ze was a little disappointed.

Only in his fifties?

That meant it would be a long time before he came to the bookstore for coffee one night.

Boss Zhou couldn't help but feel a little regret.

(At this moment, the unknown vice president suddenly sneezed)

Lao Zhang answered a phone call. After hanging up, he said to Zhou Ze, "Lao Dao and the others have already arrived. The bodies have been found and are being disposed of."

"Mm." Zhou Ze nodded. At the same time, because of the comments from the next table, he seemed to have thought of something and reminded him: "Don't use that black man's body. Who knows what kind of diseases he might have.

No,

it's better to be safe than sorry. Don't use Xu Zhongli's body either. Just have them dispose of them properly."

"Heh heh, okay."

Lao Zhang replied via WeChat.

The barbecue was served. Lao Zhang had gotten more vegetarian dishes. Zhou Ze picked up a skewer of grilled chives and slowly ate it.

"Hey, why didn't our junior Lin Yi come?"

Minister Yang suddenly asked.

"Oh, she said she wasn't feeling well. She went back to her dorm to rest after military training."

"That's outrageous. Minister Yang told her to come and have dinner together to convey the spirit of the school leaders. How could she not come?"

The sycophantic vice minister spoke up.

Convey the spirit?

Zhou Ze covered his mouth, almost spitting out the chives in his mouth.

"Call her and tell her to come out. If her condition is serious, I'll take her to the hospital," Minister Yang said.

Sitting there upright,

with an air of authority,

his manner made it seem as if all the freshmen and sophomores in the school were his harem.

As for why it didn't include juniors and seniors,

well,

those older female college students wouldn't see him as anything special.

"Okay, I'll call her."

The phone was dialed, but the female freshman hung up after chatting for a while and said to Minister Yang:

"She says she's not coming."

"Is she seriously ill?"

"She says it's none of your business."

Minister Yang's face immediately darkened,

and his mighty official presence surged out.

"Let me tell you, her family is very well-off. She doesn't look down on playing with us."

A female freshman said unhappily.

Nonsense, who in their right mind would want to play with you guys?

Zhou Ze muttered in his heart.

Huh,

wait,

Lin Yi, right?

Why does that name sound so familiar?

Impossible,

no way,

it shouldn't be.

Didn't she say she was going to college in Beijing?

Since moving into the bookstore, Zhou Ze's relationship with Doctor Lin had been essentially distant, and he hadn't seen that sister-in-law since that night.

Zhou Ze called Doctor Lin, and she quickly answered.

"Hello, what's up?"

"I'm asking, uh, your sister, where did she go to college?"

"Local university."

"How did she test…"

Zhou Ze was about to ask how she tested so poorly?

Tong City's local university couldn't be ranked among the top in the country.

"She wasn't in good condition in the first half of the year. She almost dropped out, but she recovered in the end and barely took the college entrance exam. Her grades weren't very good.

Why are you asking about this?"

"Oh, nothing, just asking. You get some rest early. Don't overwork yourself."

After hanging up,

Zhou Ze was now certain that

the "Lin Yi" that the table next door was talking about was his sister-in-law.

Damn it, he had actually forgotten his own sister-in-law's name at one point.

Almost dropped out?

Was it because of what happened that night?

Her ghost messenger was swallowed by him. Was she also affected?

Huff…

Zhou Ze pursed his lips. When that incident happened, Zhou Ze himself was very confused, so he didn't have time to care about what happened to the young girl afterward.

Thinking about it now,

he seemed to have been a bit negligent.

"Her family is well-off?"

"Yes, the bag she uses, the phone she uses, her shoes, they're all very expensive. Anyway, girls from proper families like us can't afford them."

"Who knows how she earns that money." Minister Yang said with a gloomy face, "It's not like I haven't seen girls who are greedy for vanity and sell their bodies."

This Minister Yang was clearly taking it out on Lin Yi for not giving him face. He simply started making things up. College was an ivory tower, that was true, and because of this, such rumors were most likely to hurt people.

What Minister Yang didn't notice was that,

just as he finished speaking,

a man stood up from the next table,

holding a beer bottle,

and walking towards him step by step…