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Yang Zhi sat up from the bed and casually threw aside the snack bag that the little girl Xu Ying brought over just now. rummaged through the drawer next to the bed, and found a bunch of cigars inside. As he was flipping through them, Yang Zhi suddenly saw a cigarette box inside, and when he took a closer look, he realized that it was a package of Yellow Crane Tower's 1916.

Yang Zhi's thoughts immediately went from this package of 1916 Yellow Crane Tower to a dozen years ago. That man called Yang Qiusheng liked to smoke Yellow Crane Tower the most, although his family was ruined, and even Yang Zhi's school fees were sometimes delayed for a long time, but that man never lacked cigarettes, and what he liked the most was the brand of Yellow Crane Tower. And it was precisely because of this that Yang Zhi had some special feelings towards the brand of cigarettes in Yellow Crane Tower.

He paused for a moment, put down the cigar he picked up, then took out the package of Yellow Crane Tower's 1916. After opening it, he lit one for himself.

The smell of nicotine seeped into his heart and lungs. It lingered for a while before a cloud-piercing arrow shot out of his nostrils.

Shaking his head, Yang Zhi tried his best to recall the memories of his childhood, but he discovered that those memories were extremely fragmented, especially those of before he turned fourteen years old.

"Boss?"

On the phone, Chen Ce had not heard Yang Zhi's voice for a long time, hence he asked.

Yang Zhi, who had been roused from his reminiscence, exhaled a breath of smoke and asked: "Then did you manage to find any clues?"

Although Yang Zhi had scattered memories about the time he was fourteen years old, he still remembered the look of his home. On the first day he returned, he went back to his own home in the village in Red Sea City, but because no one visited that house for a long time, the broken brick house was filled with thick dust and spiderwebs. After asking the neighbors about it, he realized that after Yang Zhi left in a hurry, no one came to this place, and his missing father also never appeared again.

The father and son duo's continuous disappearance next door had caused quite a sensation in the area. Many people thought that Yang Zhi and his son had offended some sort of evil person that they shouldn't have, and that they were done in by others.

After that, because of the company's initial establishment, Yang Zhi did not pay much attention to the empty house anymore.

He only asked Chen Ce to investigate after he got back from dealing with the matter with the Old Master and the Wolf Fang group from the United States. A week had already passed by.

Chen Ce said, "Boss, we bought all the houses around us and then directly dismantled them. We did not find anything, and today, when they were digging the ground, we discovered a wooden box under the osmanthus soil in the small courtyard. I am currently on the high speed road to Red Sea City and have personally brought it here."

A wooden box?

Yang Zhi tried to recall that in his memories, there was not much information about the box. However, the image of the osmanthus in Yang Zhi's scattered memories was rather deep, because that man liked to lie on a rattan chair and let him wave a fan to look at the osmanthus.

Yang Zhi remembered that the last time he went back, the osmanthus was not as thick as his own arm. Furthermore, the osmanthus in his memory had gone through a lot of stages, so it should have been planted after Yang Zhi and his son moved here.

"Mm, be careful. I'm afraid my father's situation isn't that simple."

Yang Zhi instructed from the phone.

"Got it, boss."

After hanging up, Yang Zhi stood up from the bed, opened the window on the balcony, and walked to the balcony. Facing the night wind, he fell into deep thought as he looked at the bright night scenery of the city.

He tried to recall his memories again, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall that man's face. Even the family never had a picture of Yang Zhi and his son, as if everything that happened in the family after that man disappeared at the age of fourteen.

Yang Zhi sighed. He still remembered that when he was young, he had never known what motherly love was, but that man who he called father was only drinking and fighting, and he still remembered that he was still young, such that not long after he came to Red Sea City, that man would often throw him to his teachers at school. When he returned home, he would often see that man sleeping in bed, or drinking, and often see that man fighting with others on the street.

In his memory, there were even dozens of people holding steel-pipe machetes blocking the door. As a result, those dozens of people were all knocked out by that man.

Even though Yang Zhi didn't have much feelings for that man, he still admired him and wanted to have the same kind of power as him. However, since Yang Zhi was young, he was weak and sickly, and that man didn't want to teach him anything.

When that man was initially at home, although it looked like his family did not have much money, Yang Zhi could still eat a meal of meat every three to five days. He could even go to school, and might even have some pocket money occasionally.

When Yang Zhi took the high school exam at the age of fourteen, that man had mysteriously disappeared after handing in his tuition fees, leaving behind only a sum of money.

It was also because of that money that Yang Zhi, who did not have any economic sources, was able to read about his second year in senior high school. After that, he was stabbed by someone because of a fight, and was then separated by his girlfriend, feeling like Yang Zhi, who had been abandoned by the whole world, had sneakily transferred to the United States. Yang Zhi, who had no economic income in the United States, once again wandered around the streets.

If that man was still alive, Yang Zhi didn't know what kind of path he would walk, but it definitely wouldn't be his current path.

Yang Zhi didn't hate that man because he didn't even know if he was related to that man by father or son. Why did he raise him?

In addition, when he was fourteen, he mysteriously disappeared, and hasn't returned for eight years.

All of these, were waiting for Yang Zhi to find the answer himself, and unravel the mystery of his birth.

With that thought, Yang Zhi opened his phone and found a contact person and made a call.

"Hello, little Yang Zhi, why did you suddenly think of calling big brother?"

After the call connected, a laughing and laughing voice could be heard, along with a lot of chirping and the noise of the DJ.

Yang Zhi rubbed his ears and asked: "Lu Xiao, it's been a while. Are you in North Africa or Little Western Asia?"

"Oh, my dear fellow, of course I'm in Cairo! Are you coming back for fun? "

The DJ on the other side of the phone seemed to have reached a climax, Lu Xiao also started to hee up along with it.