"Do you still have any money, kid?" The boy took a deep drag on his cigarette, not taking a punk like Song Yaozu seriously at all.
"I really don't have much money left."
"That's settled then. You should go home and go to school!"
"But didn't you say yesterday that you'd take me on as your underling and let me follow you from now on?"
"What's wrong? You really don't want to live like this anymore, young master? But what can you do with me? I don't support idlers!"
"I can do anything, as long as you let me do it!"
"What are you saying? It's like I'm asking you to steal, and you'd dare to steal it!"
"I dare, of course I dare! I stole my dad's watch!" Song Yaozu said proudly. "He probably hasn't found out yet. Then I sold the watch and treated you guys to dinner!"
The boy turned around. "I didn't realize you were so ruthless! You even steal your own dad's things. Aren't you afraid your dad will break your legs?"
"I'm not afraid at all!" Song Yaozu said triumphantly.
The next second he was kicked in the back. He turned around and saw his father standing behind him with an angry expression.
"dad!"
"You stole my watch? Just to treat these thugs to dinner."
"Dad! Listen to me, this is the only way I can get them to make big money with me. I want to make money too!"
“You’re so young and you’re not learning anything good, your mother…” He couldn’t finish the sentence. Before, when Lu Zhixia was around, his son was well-behaved and obedient.
Although my academic performance wasn't very good, I'd never experienced anything so upsetting before.
Now that the divorce is just over, the child is already behaving badly!
Is this my karma?
He absolutely refused to believe that this was his retribution!
He only regretted that God was blind, and all the bad luck had befallen him.
He looked at the boys, only to see them turn and run away.
No one stayed for his son; such friends are just fair-weather friends and can't help at all.
Only the son is foolish and can't see through it!
"Look how fast they're running, as if they're afraid of taking responsibility for your actions! Why would you trust people like that?"
"Why do you care about me? I just want to hang out with them. Look at them, eating and drinking well every day. If they didn't have the ability to make money, how could they have such a privileged life!"
"That's because they go out to cheat and swindle; otherwise, where would they get the money?"
"If I can get money, I'm willing to cheat and swindle!"
"Are you stupid! Scamming and cheating is a crime! You'll get arrested and thrown in jail!" Song Weidong raised his hand and slapped his son. "I didn't care about you before because I thought you were a good kid. How did you turn out like this in just a few days?"
"These are all things you taught me. People need to learn to be flexible. I'm just finding my own path. Don't expect me to go back to school!"
"Get home right now!"
Song Weidong had no other choice but to grab his son by the collar and drag him back, lock him up first, and then discipline him.
Song Yaozu wanted to resist, but he didn't have the guts and could only be dragged back.
After finally managing to drag her son back to the front door, she heard a strange man inside saying...
"Your hands are so white!"
Song Weidong quickly unlocked the door and saw Chen Jianing wearing a light dress, sitting next to a man.
He didn't know this person, so he first pulled his son into the house and locked him in, then locked the door with a key.
Chen Jianing came over and said, "This is the guy I told you about, Brother Biao. He's in the mortgage business. As long as you sign the contract, you can get 800 yuan!"
Where did you meet this person?
"We met through a friend's introduction, and we've known each other for about half a year."
Why are you dressed like this?
"That's because I wanted to help you get things done. I didn't do anything with him!" Chen Jianing said without any guilt. "You saw it, we were just sitting in the living room."
"Alright! I'll look at the contract first!" Song Weidong thought that if he mortgaged the house, Lu Zhixia wouldn't be able to get the house back.
In this way, he managed to turn the tables and his mood instantly improved.
With money, he could ask people to help him get a job in another factory. In short, money opens doors, and without money, there are no options!
He approached Brother Biao and extended his hand, saying, "Hello, I'm Song Weidong!"
Brother Biao sized the man up and down. The man looked refined and frail. He nodded slightly, did not reach out, and instead handed him the prepared contract on the table.
"Take a look first. As long as you sign it and give me the property certificate, I can give you the money right now."
"Okay, I'll take a look first." Song Weidong looked at the terms and conditions and felt there were no problems, so he signed it.
Brother Biao squinted. The contract was actually folded in the middle, so what he saw was not the whole content.
If the other party receives the money but he doesn't receive the house, then that money becomes a debt!
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