Chapter 607: Farewell, Qian Youyu

For a whole night, I waited for Qian Youyu to come and explain to me. Until dawn, my phone didn't even hum!

Qian Youyu broke his appointment! And he broke my appointment!

Sitting in the office, the more I thought about it, the more I felt my anger rising. Damn Qian Youyu, did he eat a leopard's gall? Dare to fool me!

Another whole day passed, and Qian Youyu didn't even make a phone call. After work in the afternoon, I declined Xu Meili's suggestion to eat farm food together and prepared to drive home in a depressed mood.

Just as I reached downstairs, Qian Youyu's phone finally called.

I suppressed my anger and asked deliberately and lightly: "Old Qian, something up?"

Qian Youyu shouted happily: "Brother, where are you? I just arrived at your office and didn't see anyone."

I said unpleasantly: "Don't you look at the time, what time is it? Say, what's the matter?"

Qian Youyu kept asking where I was, without saying anything, nor saying nothing. If it wasn't for the ten million of my aunt's, I would have greeted his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Done." Qian Youyu said to himself: "Let's have a drink, brothers."

I agreed readily and said a place.

People in the old Hengyue City know this place. The storefront is not big, and the hygiene is not worth complimenting, but the food made is fragrant for ten miles. My biggest wish when I was a child was to have a meal with my old man. My family's economy was not very well-off, but it was not to the point of being stretched. The reason my old man took me was because he was particularly fond of the braised pig's trotters.

I often wonder, in today's world where everyone wishes to open a shop as big as a square, this boss's shop has never seen an extra inch of space, even if there is no possibility of an extra table.

Everything is still the same as it was a dozen years ago, only the chef now has a white hat on his head.

Qian Youyu naturally knew this place. I arrived less than three minutes, and he walked in happily.

The small shop has no private rooms, and the shop area can only hold four tables. Three tables have people, I occupied the last one, looking at the boss leaning lazily against the door and smiling.

The boss came over and asked how many people I had. I stretched out two fingers and gestured. His face seemed a little embarrassed, stammering for a long time, muttering: "First come, first served, don't blame me."

It turned out that this table had already been booked by someone, but it was the agreed time, and I hadn't seen anyone come yet. Before me, the boss had already declined several waves of guests. He didn't decline me, according to him, it was because my bearing was extraordinary, unlike ordinary diners, with a face full of gluttony.

The boss was talking to me, and the person who booked the table brought a group of people. Seeing that there was no empty seat in the house, he shouted for the boss to arrange seats.

The boss smiled apologetically, saying that this table was originally reserved for them, but now I have sat down, it is not good to drive guests away. Either ask them to wait a while, or he will not do their business.

When the person who booked the table heard this, he scolded the boss with a full face of unhappiness, saying that he did not keep his promise. He had booked the seat in the morning, and now he came but had no place to eat, and whether he would come in the future was a question.

I didn't care about him, turned over the teacup, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

My disdainful appearance might have angered the person who booked the table. He rushed over, threw out a hundred-yuan bill and said: "Brother, take it to buy water, this table belongs to me."

I didn't look at the money, a hundred-yuan bill to me is almost like a piece of paper to wipe my ass.

The person who booked the table saw that I didn't pay attention to him, relied on having many people, grabbed my chest clothes and roared: "Brother, do you want to eat punishment if you don't eat toast?"

I smiled coldly, although they had four or five people, if they fought, I wouldn't necessarily suffer much loss. But I am a civilized person, civilized people move their mouths and not their hands.

Just at this time, Qian Youyu appeared. He saw the hundred yuan on the table, looked at me again, hummed lightly in his nose, pulled out two stacks of hundred-yuan bills from his bag, slammed it on the table and said: "You take this, this table is my brother's."

That person's face flushed, and he said awkwardly: "Is it great to have money?"

Qian Youyu laughed: "Yes, is it great to have money? You let my brother get out with a piece of money, I have two stacks of money, you should roll faster than an egg, right?"

That person hesitated for a while, and finally wanted to vent his anger on the boss, grabbed the boss and roared: "No wonder you can't do it, Yan Laoxi, you have this kind of bullshit integrity, I'm too lazy to care about you."

After speaking, he didn't take the money and left angrily with a few people.

After people left, the boss sang bitterly: "Bad things, bad things. I can't afford to offend this person."

I asked strangely: "What is the background of this person?"

"He has a brother-in-law, a big cadre in the city." The boss said in a panic: "I offended him today, and I'll wait to close the door tomorrow."

"So powerful?" I became more and more confused, what kind of person has such great ability? People's business is doing well, he wants to close people's doors, is there no king law?

The boss heard me talk about the king law, and his smile became more miserable, as if his wife had died in his family, wrinkling a pair of sparse eyebrows like two crawling earthworms.

Qian Youyu didn't care about these, he asked the boss to take the menu, he wanted to order food.

The boss said embarrassedly: "Or brother, I won't do your business either. I'll leave this table empty today, and I won't take guests."

I waved my hand and said: "You don't have to be afraid, I'll just sit here and eat. See who can do what to you."

The boss saw that I was very calm, estimated that my background would not be small, and his face had a little color.

I called for braised pig's trotters, Qian Youyu didn't look at the menu, saying that every good dish on the menu should come with a portion.

The two stacks of money Qian Youyu threw out made people dare not underestimate him, the boss went to the kitchen to serve food with a heavy heart, I glared at Qian Youyu and scolded: "Old thing, do you still remember me?"

Qian Youyu still laughed, took chopsticks and scalded a little tea, wrote two words on the table, I looked carefully, he wrote "Bank".

I didn't understand to look at him, he laughed loudly, reached out and patted my shoulder and said: "Brother, done. The bank promised to lend me three hundred million."

I was startled and asked: "So much? How did you borrow it?"

Qian Youyu patted his bag and said: "In this bag, there are five hundred acres of land. I borrowed three hundred million, which is giving the bank face. This money is worth at most half of my land."

"Old Qian, are you preparing to open a factory yourself?" I asked suspiciously.

"Open a fart!" Qian Youyu spat the tea in his mouth on the ground wantonly, and said contemptuously: "I just sell land, where do I have the energy to develop and open a factory."

"This also works?" I was still doubting, Qian Youyu stared at me for a long time, laughed loudly and said: "Brother, what era is it now? Can building a house catch up with selling land?"

"What if it can't be sold?"

"What else can I do? I don't want the land, give it to the bank."

I couldn't say a word immediately, Qian Youyu's move is the empty-handed white wolf legend in the rivers and lakes. He didn't spend a penny himself, borrowed my aunt's money, turned a hand, and took out hundreds of millions of funds from the bank.

I couldn't say exactly where he was wrong, but I could feel the danger. So I said: "Old Qian, I have two requirements now, first, I will not be your shareholder. Second, return my aunt's money to her."

Qian Youyu looked at me in surprise and said: "We make so much money, you don't want it?"

"Don't want it." I said firmly: "Old Qian, if you are still my brother, you do as I say. Otherwise, don't blame me for not knowing you in the future."

After speaking, I got up, called the boss, took out three hundred yuan from my bag and put it on the table and said: "Check out."

Qian Youyu was still confused, I had already gone out.

Qian Youyu will definitely have an accident! I thought while walking.

On the car, I found that someone was chasing behind, looking through the rearview mirror, it was Qian Youyu stumbling and running over. I started the fire, pretended not to see him, and drove away in his wild shouting.

I decided to draw a line with Qian Youyu and clear the relationship.

Back home, Huang Weiwei and the others had already eaten. I went to the kitchen to find a bowl of leftover rice, soaked it with boiling water, ate it with a crash, and entered the study alone.

My house is a three-bedroom apartment, my wife Huang Weiwei and I lived in one, my mother and Xi Meizhu lived in one. Originally I wanted to give the study to Xi Meizhu, but she insisted on living with my mother. No way, I made the last room a study.

My study is very simple, neither as many books as Minister Huang Shan and my cousin, nor famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall. My study has only one bookcase, with less than half a cabinet of books. A desk, a chair.

The only difference between my study and others is an extra small bed. This is what I insisted on putting, because sometimes I read books late and was embarrassed to disturb my wife's sleep, so I slept in the study alone.

My wise decision played an immeasurable role when my wife was pregnant. I have always been obsessed with my wife Huang Weiwei's body, even if she was big-bellied, I still didn't give up. Only when I was tired of reading in the study, and didn't see her graceful body, would my jumping heart calm down.

My face must be bad after I came back. From the time I entered the house to dinner and then to the study, no one of the four people in the house spoke to me. Of course, my son can't speak yet, and my mother in the inner room has bad ears and worse eyes.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the door of my study opened gently. I looked back and saw Huang Weiwei wrapped in a thin gauze-like nightgown, walking in silently.

She walked straight to my side, hugged my head, and sat on my lap.

Through the gauze, I vaguely saw that she was actually vacuum inside, my heart was excited, and I reached out and touched it.

She groaned, hooked my neck with both hands, scanned my face with a pair of blurred eyes, and then smiled lightly and said: "Husband, kiss me."

I couldn't help but bow my head, licked her lips, and pointed to the door to make a silent gesture.

She whispered in my ear: "All asleep. Otherwise, can I come in dressed like this?"

"Honey, I love you too much." I said greedily.

"I am your wife." She muttered: "My husband is in a bad mood, I want to make him happy."

I was moved, held her pretty face and said: "Wife, you really understand me."

After a storm, Huang Weiwei was as weak as a pear blossom in the rain. I held her in my arms, smelled her hair fragrance, and my hands were still wandering on her.

She breathed quietly, the red tide slowly faded on her face, and after a long time, she said a word: "Husband, you are going to change your position."

(More than 100 words have been deleted to see if it can still pass.) ===== CHAPTER 608 =====