Since then, a week has passed...

Yoshihara.

"ha?!"

Jiang Cheng was surprised, then looked unhappy and turned to Yue Yong and retorted: "Why! Why did Song Yang ask me to compensate for the broken floor! Don't joke! Whoever breaks broken should compensate him! That's right! Twenty thousand yuan per floor is too expensive!"

Yue Yong, leaning against the wall next to Jiang Cheng's living room door, was smoking with one hand holding the cigarette pipe, and said casually: "Didn't you ever say you want to bear everything for that person? Then please give me the compensation."

"I don't care! Find Songyang for me! He is not a disciple of me, there are still a few left! They also said, "Don't be so stingy, and carry a little of what you carry." What's more! Let them take out their share first!"

"Sorry, I only remember your share here." As he said that, Yue Yong waved his hand and stood up, turned around and walked out the door, while leaving the last sentence: "Their share will be handed over to you."

"Hello--!"

...

On the ground, Kabukicho.

"Tsk! Isn't that kind of thing over until the end of the main chapter? It really causes trouble."

Jiang Cheng muttered and walked towards the Wanshi House.

"How much is appropriate? There are five floors in total, a total of 100,000 yuan. If four people share the same, no one will have 33,000 yuan... No, 35,000 yuan. Four to five to 100,000 yuan, and then you have to be honest (multiple ten), which means that each of the three of them can help me share one million. That is, Yinshi, wigs, Gao Zai, each of them can do one million!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, Jiang Cheng nodded on his own, raised his foot and climbed the stairs next to the Bistro.

Jiang Cheng, who came to the door of Wanshi House, was about to kick the door, but after seeing the broken door that had obviously suffered some devastating blow recently, he silently took back his feet.

At the same time, Gintoki's drunken voice and Gui's sound accompanied by the aroma of beef hot pot floated out with the human-shaped hole on the door that was repaired but useless.

"What! Song Yang is too partial! Yinsang ignored him and turned around and actually funded you five million supplies?!"

"Ah hahaha, Gintoki, what the teacher values ​​most is me. When I learned that I wanted to do, I funded so many things without saying a word, ah hahaha..."

Listening to the words of the two, Jiang Cheng's expression gradually became solemn and his pupils trembled slightly.

“Five…5…5 million?!”

Then he kicked the door and rushed into the entrance, kicked the living room door and came to the living room. He widened his big red eyes and shouted with his teeth splitting.

"Hey! Gintoki! Wig! What's going on?! Songyang... Did Songyang really give the wig five million?!"

Gui, who was eating beef hotpot at the table, picked up his hands and said relaxedly: "Hey, it's not a wig, it's Gui! And it's not a grant, it's an entrepreneurial fund!"

"It's really... it's really!" Jiang Cheng's pupils were shocked, and he looked unwilling to believe it. "Just... even beef hot pot is so harmonious... there is no hot pot war! Fake... the wig is really rich!"

"It's just a hundred kilograms of ordinary beef," Gui scoffed at Jiang Cheng's words like a local tycoon, "Come on, eat whatever you want."

"Hey, Jiang Cheng, you think it's incredible, right?" Yin Shikyu, who was already drunk, looked at Jiang Cheng with drunken eyes, and kept complaining, "Even if everyone is Songyang's disciples, why did he only give this guy five million? He just gave me a punch!"

"He gave me two fists." Jiang Cheng replied silently, but then he thought of something, frowned, pinched his chin and asked in confusion: "Is Songyang so rich? He doesn't blink for five million eyes?"

"Jiang Cheng, have you forgotten what the teacher did before?" Gui hugged his hands and closed his eyes and reminded him easily, "That is the Heavenly Dao people who control the entire universe! It is also easy to buy a few planets of the Heavenly Dao people's property, right?"

"No, it's definitely not the reason." Jiang Cheng raised his hand and squinted his eyes and returned, "I have basically used the money in the vault of the Heavenly Daozhong to study Artana. Naraku's Naraku can only barely eat enough. At the end, there were only a few thousand yuan left with the spaceship. I put away the tens of thousands of yuan, and the spaceship was broken by Naraku..."

"Uh..." Gui was silent for a moment, and suddenly thought of something again. He raised an index finger and continued easily: "That's Chunyu. As the largest pirate group in the Galaxy, the wealth they have accumulated is immeasurable! Xu (teacher) had completely controlled Chunyu before! Then his property..."

"Is that true?" Jiang Cheng was still a little unbelievable, frowned and looked suspicious, "But at the end, weren't we all blown up by the mothership of Chunyu? Whether it was the spaceship of Chunyu or the assets accumulated by Chunyu, they should all disappear into the universe, right..."

“Hey, hey,”

Gintoki waved his hand and said despised: "Who else in this era is stupid enough to pile up all his property at home? It must be that one, and he definitely deposited all his money in the bank. The teacher finally brought out his passbook."

"So...so that's it!" Jiang Cheng tapped his palm with his hand and suddenly realized: "This makes sense. If you can throw five million to such a useless disciple without blinking, there will be no other reason except that Song Yang is rich enough to rival the country! In other words, our current task is..."

"Finding Song Yang!" Yin Shi stood up in an instant, "and then cry hard! Finally..."

"Divid the property!" Jiang Cheng turned around with Yin Shi, and took the conversation seriously.

"Wait!" Yin Shikyu suddenly thought of something again and said with a serious expression: "Only the three of us know about this matter for the time being, do you understand?"

Jiang Cheng snorted and said, "Hey, who are you underestimating? I know this kind of thing without saying it. How could a fool tell Gao Zai about this kind of thing? I have understood the truth that there are too many monks and too little porridge since I was a child!"

Gintoe chuckled and praised: "It's true, I'm a selfish ghost who has been keen on eating alone since I was a child. I understand this truth without saying it."

"Then... I'm on!" × 2

After saying that, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shih were serious and straightened their posture, and at the same time stepped out of the door of the House of Nothing.

Their path is so consistent with their goals. At the end of their path is the tall man with a gentle smile on his face with a golden light.

The golden light on men is extremely dazzling, and this dazzling golden light will guide them and make them never lose their direction.

That's

——The light of money!

However, the two of them didn't know that what they said just now was heard by many people.

For example, a certain glasses hiding on the ceiling, the glasses hiding in the heart is as follows:

——If you have those property, Yinsang... Yinsang will definitely marry me!

For example, the psychological activities of Matsuhira Gong who just passed downstairs are:

——The finances of the new government are in danger. If that person can donate the money, then...

For example, a sunglasses on the street, his psychological activities are:

——Finally, I finally saw hope!

In short, it was not only Gintoki and Jiang Cheng who took action after that...

...

Another week passed by.

“Thank you for patronizing.”

In a convenience store, the front desk was wearing convenience store staff's clothing and bowed his head to thank him.

By the way, in the past two weeks, Long has not stopped for a day and is busy with various short-term work for Songyang's bill.

Simply put, for now, life is endless and all kinds of short-term work.

Jiang Cheng, holding a bottle of water, didn't notice that the person who just checked out for him was Lun.

Jiang Cheng, who walked out of the convenience store, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a big mouthful of water, and complained: "Ah, I've been searching for a full week. Where did he go to Songyang?"

"Don't give up!" Gintoki's expression was serious, "The coach said that! Once he gave up, the game will end early!"

Jiang Cheng looked helpless: "The problem is that I have sent Baihua out now, but there is still no news."

"Don't worry! There will be news! Kagura and Shinbaji have also been sent out by me, and there will be news sooner or later!"

"I'm right, I'll find it sooner or later." Jiang Cheng sighed lightly, his eyes softened a little, "I can see the golden figure of Songyang like a giant."

"Ah, so do I." Gintoki nodded, his expression softened a little.

"Hahahaha...hahahahaha..."

"Hmph...hahaha...hahahaha..."

The two couldn't help laughing at each other...

...

Another week.

Finally, after countless efforts and searches, and passing by the busy short-term worker, Lun, who was busy with short-term work, did not recognize him, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shik finally found Song Yang's figure.

Under the sunset.

Looking at the sunset with hands in my arms, looking up at the sunset Songyang's back with a hazy golden edge set against the afterglow of the sunset, Jiang Cheng and Yinshi, who were more than 20 meters away from Songyang, were already in tears.

"Song...Songyang..." The two of them murmured at the same time.

Song Yang seemed to have noticed something, turned around slowly, turned around and showed a gentle smile as usual.

"Jiang Cheng, Gintoki..."

"Song...Songyang!" The two of them had a louder voice, and they took a step forward at the same time, their expressions were filled with relief and worry.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Song Yang felt that somehow, because of the complex psychology brought to him by the performance of these two disciples three weeks ago, they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Looking at the two of them looking for dusty looks, Song Yang knew that these two disciples had been looking for him for a long time, and they were most likely to want to apologize to him.

In the end, it was still a good disciple, maybe I thought of it.

Forget it, just forgive them.

Song Yang, who was thinking about this, looked at Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi, who were just starting and about to run over, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard many people talking in unison...

"Teacher Songyang!!" ×n

Looking at the acquaintances who knocked Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi, who rushed towards him who were not familiar with his disciples, Song Yang felt a little emotional in his heart.

Even if they are not familiar with me, they are still willing to call themselves Teacher Songyang, which is probably because of their disciples.

From this point of view, my disciples are indeed very outstanding, so outstanding that everyone around me can recognize them in their hearts, and even my teacher is recognized as my own.

Moreover, these two disciples mobilized so many people to find themselves and apologize...
To be continued...