Chapter 304: Those Warriors Scattered Across the World
It’s climbing season, Mt. Everest.
On the mountain trail about 50 meters away from the red flag marking the summit, Wang Zhihui of Wisdom Investment Group, wearing a dazzling windbreaker and leaning on a trekking pole, is making the final sprint towards the world's highest peak.
In recent years, climbing Mount Everest has become a fashion among cutting-edge people. In addition to those who truly love this sport, many corporate CEOs have also joined in the fun. It is hard to say whether these people love mountaineering or not. Many of them just want to be different. There are many colleagues who like extreme sports, but others can only check in at Antarctica or surf in Hawaii at most. The style of your climbing Mount Everest is incomparable, and it can better demonstrate your healthy body and your personal charm that looks down on the world.
Naturally, this sport is not something that poor people can afford. The cost of buying equipment, hiring a tour guide, buying insurance, and food and accommodation is as low as a mid-range car, and there is no upper limit.
Although the gas cylinder continuously provided Wang Zhihui with oxygen, it was obvious that his willpower and physical strength had reached the limit. Behind the high-end mountaineering goggles were a pair of eyes that had been straightened. Under the push of the mountain wind, every step he took required extremely arduous efforts. At this moment, Mr. Wang was like a rusted engine with a bullock cart with broken wheels, on the top of the mountain in the cold wind, it seemed that he might completely stop at any time and become a sculpture.
At this time, Mr. Wang’s guide suddenly began to cheer him on.
This young man, who was less than 30 years old, had been accompanying Mr. Wang the whole time. He carried a circle of oxygen cylinders in front and behind him, but he didn't use them. Instead, he looked around boredly. Seeing that Mr. Wang was going to freeze on the mountain, Leng Ding jumped up on the spot, clapped his hands vigorously, and tried not to disturb the tranquility of the mountain, but shouted passionately in a low voice:
"Come on! Come on! Come on, Mr. Wang!"
Wang Zhihui's eyes widened. What the hell was this? Why was it still jumping around? Was it cheering for the tug-of-war players from our company?
Fortunately, this abnormal behavior finally made Mr. Wang, whose brain was half-crashed, react. He began to move forward little by little. However, after moving less than two meters, he was about to collapse again. 50 meters was an insurmountable chasm in this environment. A feeling of giving up began to grow in his heart.
The young man pointed his hand toward the top of the mountain and said in an inciting tone: "Look! The top of the world is right there, just a few dozen steps away from you - if you take a big step, it's only about ten steps away -"
Mr. Wang stood there, with a thousand beasts running through his heart...
At this time, a professional mountaineering team passed by them silently. A Sherpa guide in the team patted the young man as him, took a breath and said, "Base camp, there is a phone call for you."
The young man paused and asked, "Who's looking for me?"
In order to save energy, Sherpa said briefly: "It is your grandfather who wants you to go back and do something."
The young man had a strange and complicated expression on his face. After the Sherpa left, he suddenly said to Mr. Wang with an unhappy look on his face: "Hurry up, I have something else to do after you finish this job!"
Mr. Wang looked at him in shock.
The young man held out his hand again and said, "Look, the top of the mountain is right there. You can either climb up in one go, or I'll take you down the mountain now. The more time you waste, the more danger you'll face. Don't be so fussy. It's time to make a decision."
Finally, driven by a feeling of resentment, Mr. Wang successfully reached the top.
On the way down the mountain, they reunited with their own team - in order to reach the summit, Mr. Wang hired a 12-person professional team to serve him. The role of these tools was to carry supplies along the way and be ready to go down the mountain at any time after the supplies were cleared, so there were only three people left to reunite with them on the mountain.
Mr. Wang's health and mood gradually improved, but he still looked at young people with a wary look in his eyes.
"I know you can do it." The young man patted Mr. Wang on the shoulder and said, "You are better than most of the people I sent up, so I just gave you a little incentive at the end. Don't take it seriously."
Mr. Wang said somewhat shyly: "Next time I will try to climb up more on my own." He also knew that without this team of 12 people, he might not succeed.
The young man casually said, "Don't fight with yourself. It's just a mountain. Can you defeat yourself by climbing it ?"
Mr. Wang felt offended and was stunned.
The young man smiled and said, "It seems that I said the wrong thing. I just make a living from it. It's that simple."
Mr. Wang looked at his purple face and said, "No matter what, you Sherpas are still the best. What's your name?"
The young man put the oxygen bottle on the ground and said, "My name is Yang Jie, and I am not a Sherpa either. Please go down the mountain slowly. I really have something to do and I will leave first."
Mr. Wang caught up with him and said, "I will ask you to be my guide next time."
Yang Jie waved his hand behind his back and said, "I quit."
…
In a busy street in a certain city, a pickpocket named Black Five was walking among the crowd of people trying to get on a bus, and suddenly he found a wallet in his hand. He left the crowd, proudly weighed his loot, and was about to find a quiet place to count it, when he looked up and found that an old man and a young boy were blocking the road ahead. The old man was about 50 or 60 years old, looking at him with shining eyes, while the young man was only 13 or 14 years old and looked listless.
The old man stretched out his hand and said to Heiwu: "Give me 30%."
Heiwu's nose was almost crooked with anger: "Why?"
The old man said calmly, "New here, right?"
Heiwu sneered, "I'm new here, but I'm not a rookie. This is Brother Hai's territory. I've already told him I'm here to work. You guys are looking for the wrong person!"
The old man looked at the young man and asked, "What should we do?"
The young man said with a gloomy expression: "I don't want to hit anyone today, let him call Dahai."
The old man nodded to Heiwu: "You are lucky, call now."
Heiwu was puzzled, and finally took out his phone and threatened while dialing: "If you dare to lie to me, I will punish you!" After the call was connected, Heiwu put on a fawning expression and reported: "Brother Hai, I just took up the post and someone asked me for protection money."
Dahai said casually: "Have you registered my name?"
"I reported it, but they didn't recognize it—"
Dahai was furious: "Who the hell is so arrogant? I—" He was about to say something harsh, but out of consideration, he quickly asked, "What is the other party like?"
Heiwu stared at the old man and the child, with an expression that said "you are in trouble" on his face, and said truthfully: "An old man with a child..."
"Give me money!" Dahai said loudly.
"Why... should I?" Heiwu asked unwillingly.
Dahai was also unequivocal and gave a resounding answer: "This is the rule. Remember, if you run into these two in the future, give them 30% of the money."
Heiwu handed over the wallet in frustration, and the old man skillfully took out his share from the wallet.
Dahai asked Heiwu with great interest: "Didn't that kid hit you?"
"No..." Heiwu took the wallet, and the old man and the child turned and left.
Dahai laughed and said, "You are lucky today."
Heiwu was speechless: "Is this what you call lucky?"
Dahai said with lingering fear: "Very lucky!"
The old man and the child continued to stroll on the street. The boy received a text message on his phone. He looked down and his spirit suddenly changed. He said excitedly: "I'm going to the train station."
The old man said, "Shouldn't we go to the west of the city at this time?"
"It's Grandpa, he called me."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he burst into tears and said, "Your father didn't wait for you for so many years, so you have to wait now - I will go with you."
…
In a mental hospital in a certain city, it is time for the patients to have a group outdoor activity. Patient No. 17, Lao Guo, is walking in the playground in a striped hospital gown. He looks to be in his forties, with a bald head. He walks in the team, swinging his hands exaggeratedly in front of and behind him, and has a smile on his face when he meets everyone. In the pocket of his hospital gown, there is an antique mobile phone that is playing the radio. This is a privilege Lao Guo has obtained for his good performance.
The phone vibrated and a text message came in. Lao Guo took it out and glanced at it. The harmless smile on his face froze.
The male nurse in a white coat noticed this and immediately asked, "Old Guo, why don't you leave?"
Lao Guo looked around and said seriously, "I'm going to be discharged from the hospital."
The male nurse smiled and said in a teasing tone, "Did the doctor agree? Did the director agree?"
Lao Guo gathered up his hair that looked like the Fire Cloud Evil God and said, "It's urgent. There's no time to tell them."
The male nurse laughed again: "Then how are you going to get out——"
Lao Guo pointed at the basketball hoop and said, "My plan before was to remove the screws on the bottom plate of that thing, then drag it to the wall and climb out by stepping on it."
The male nurse nodded in agreement and said, "That's a good idea. What now?"
"I just realized that our wall is not actually very high, so——"
"So what?" The male nurse winked at his other colleagues, and everyone else laughed.
“Just jump out!” As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Guo ran towards the wall with a running start. When he reached the wall, he bounced his knees, hooked his hands on the wall and jumped up. In an instant, he reached the top of the wall. He squatted there for a while, took a last look at this place, and then disappeared in a flash...
