Bringing Space to the 60s

Originally, Zhang Xudong lived a relaxed and comfortable life. Relying on the medical clinic left by his grandfather, he had no worries about food, drink, or money.

However, after a nap, he w...

Chapter 180 Guidance

Zhang Xudong looked at Sima Nianzu, whose eyes were rolling around, and said:

"I told you I was sure, so I was sure. What the hell are you thinking?"

Sima Nianzu said excitedly: “Brother, if you are sure, I would like to ask him to fight again in an hour.

During this time, I will go and raise some funds, and then we can make a big bet on him and win some money."

Zhang Xudong curled his lips and said, "How much money can you raise in this hour?"

Sima Nianzu calculated and said, “My sister and I can pool 10,000 yuan.

If the other brothers chip in, we can probably get around 5,000 or 6,000 yuan."

Zhang Xudong laughed and said, "Forget it, let's not waste our energy on it.

Go tell the boxing ring that I want to challenge that guy tomorrow afternoon?"

"Brother, that's not a thing, it's Carl."

"Yes, that's Carl. Ask him if he dares to accept the challenge?"

"Brother, why wait until tomorrow afternoon? Why don't we just go beat him up now?"

"You're stupid, we can't beat him up for nothing, right?

We want to have fun beating him up and make a lot of money at the same time.

Look, your family is so poor that you can't even afford a villa. Can I not let your dad and others earn some extra money as well?

We'll mobilize the masses after we get home today. Anyone who wants to get rich together can contribute.

If you don't want to take the risk, just lend the money and return it twice as much tomorrow night."

Sima Nianzu was immediately delighted when he heard this, and gave a thumbs up and said:

"Brother, you've thought it through. Let's do it this way."

After saying that, he ran happily to find the people in the boxing ring.

After a while, Sima Nianzu returned, and Carl was replaced by another boxer.

The loudspeaker in the boxing ring also sounded.

The gist of it is that a boxing championship will be held tomorrow afternoon.

Carl is challenged by a young boxing champion from Eastern China.

Zhang Xudong looked at Sima Nianzu and said:

"How did you fool me? How did I become China's boxing champion?"

Sima Nianzu said with a wry smile:

“Brother, if I tell people that an unknown guy is going to challenge Karl tomorrow, will they pay attention to me?

I am still saying this in my father’s name.”

"Then they are not afraid that we are bluffing them. If we don't come tomorrow, all their preparations will be in vain, right?" Zhang Xudong said casually.

When Sima Nianzu heard this, he was so scared that he almost sat down on the ground.

"Brother, you can't do that. These people are not comparable to the Hell's Angels and other gangs.

If we cheat them, our dock will be closed for the holiday.

My dad will definitely beat me to death and give me another son."

He Jingxian burst out laughing when she heard this.

“Okay, Brother Dong, stop scaring Nianzu.

It's good that he can get things done for you. His little brain is quite clever."

Zhang Xudong smiled and said, "I'm just trying to give him a warning because I'm afraid he might use his smart brain in the wrong place.

Nianzu, don't look so sad.

People in this world are treacherous. If you meet an unreliable person today and he stands you up tomorrow, do you think you can bear the consequences?

Or if someone sets a trap for you, shouldn't the owner of your dock change?

You should use your brain more when doing things in the future.

Use this money to buy a few gambling tickets. We'll go home after watching this show."

After Zhang Xudong finished speaking, he took out a handful of change and handed it to Sima Nianzu.

After Sima Nianzu left, Sima Wanping said:

“Brother, my brother is not usually so reckless.

Maybe it's because you're here with him today, he feels like he has a backer, so he's letting himself go a little.

You see, he will have to think about how to go home and face his dad soon."

They watched another game and prepared to go home after leaving the stadium.

"Brother, you guys are so lucky, you won 200 yuan on your first bet.

Not only did we win back our tickets, but we even have enough money for food."

Sima Nianzu said, shaking the banknotes in his hand.

Zhang Xudong looked at him with disdain and said:

"Look at you, you look like you've never seen the world.

You are a wealthy man with $5,000 in your pocket, so why do you care about such a small amount of money?"

Sima Nianzu wailed immediately after hearing this: "Brother, these two hundred yuan are not small amounts of money.

An ordinary worker here can only earn 200 yuan in salary in one and a half months.

The money I had was the pocket money, New Year's money I had saved over the past decade, and the money I saved from working during the holidays.

Can those hard-earned money compare with this unexpected wealth?

I feel bad for spending every penny of that money, but even if it's all spent, I can't think of anything else but happiness."

"That's true, because the money is yours, and you would feel bad if you spent even a penny of it.

But these two hundred yuan are mine, so of course you are happy to spend my money."

Zhang Xudong walked aside and said slowly.

Sima Nianzu was walking and didn't know which leg to move forward, and almost fell.

He looked at Zhang Xudong with a face full of resentment and said, "Brother, is there any big brother who would stab his brother like this?"

He Jingxian and Sima Wanping watched the two people jokingly and laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

Sima Wanping smiled, wiped away her tears and said:

"Brother, don't worry about how to spend these two hundred yuan.

You should first think about how you are going to face your dad when you get home."

Sima Nianzu was dumbfounded when he heard this. He was so happy about making money that he forgot about this.

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