A little drunk, but not too drunk.

Seeing is not necessarily believing. After Han Chudong came to the table of Brother Hou's wife, he pretended to have just seen her and asked tentatively, "Sister-in-law, right? I rented three stores at the archway from your family. I haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking closer, I saw that she was indeed a young lady with outstanding appearance, probably only about thirty years old, much younger than the one with the surname Hou.

There were several people drinking, and she was the only woman there. All those present were well-known old thugs in Chinatown, generally in their 40s or 50s. The chaotic public order on weekdays had a lot to do with them. The former owner of the Moonlight Rabbit Bar even came to this table to toast.

The woman pushed the man next to her away and straightened her clothes, with annoyance between her brows.

Of course she wasn't angry with Han Chudong. She stood up, forced a smile and replied, "It's you. Your business is very good. Congratulations. Do you want those shops? If you want to buy them, I can sell them to you at a lower price. Take them for $200,000."

The annual rent was originally more than 20,000 US dollars.

The area near the Mengouzhifeng Archway is one of the best locations in Chinatown. Three shops connected together are worth a little over 300,000 US dollars.

Han Chudong couldn't understand why the price dropped so much, but why push away a bargain that was offered to him voluntarily? He said decisively, "I'm a little interested. I drank too much tonight. Why don't we talk about it tomorrow? Sister-in-law, come to my shop tomorrow morning and talk in person."

"Okay, let's contact each other tomorrow morning. Can you call a taxi for me? I'm also drunk. Please take me out."

The woman was holding her bag and swaying from side to side as she stood there. She was about to collapse on Han Chudong. He could clearly feel the powerful pressure coming from her arms, and he immediately became distracted.

I had been thinking of helping if I could, so there was no reason to refuse, so I just sent her out of the Moonlight Rabbit Ballroom, and there happened to be a taxi at the door.

I gave the driver five dollars and told him I had memorized his license plate number.

At this moment, on the side of the road, Han Chudong bent down and was about to tell Brother Hou's wife that he had already paid for the fare and they could just go home directly.

The two looked at each other, and Han Chudong suddenly noticed that her eyes were not as blurred as before. He thought that even if she sobered up, she wouldn't sober up so quickly, and guessed that she was pretending to be drunk.

A little embarrassing.

I took advantage of her quite a bit when I was seeing her off just now, but it wasn't that obvious and I don't know if she noticed.

After waving goodbye, the driver stepped on the accelerator and set off. Looking at the car, Han Chudong shook his head and smiled, then turned and walked towards the Moonlight Rabbit Dance Hall...

Come to the booth and sit down.

Zhou Nan, who changed his hairstyle tonight and combed his watermelon head into a 3:7 split, winked and teased, "Brother Dong, why are you back again? We were just wondering if it was finally your turn to have something good happen. That woman is a little older than us, but she is so beautiful. Why miss the opportunity?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? We knew each other before, and I just sent him out because he was drunk."

While speaking, Han Chudong glanced towards that table and saw a bald man staring at him. He then stood up and walked towards him.

The bald middle-aged man was sturdy, wearing a big gold chain and a big gold watch. His teeth were yellow and black due to long-term smoking. He came and sat down next to Han Chudong.

With a threatening tone, he lowered his voice and said to Han Chudong: "I just heard you chatting with my sister Qiao. She rented those stores to you, right? As a brother, I advise you not to buy them no matter how low the price is. Those stores are not suitable for business and are prone to disasters. Do you understand? You young people are ignorant. Don't let trouble happen when you don't know why."

Hearing this, Han Chudong finally understood why the woman lowered the price to US$200,000 and sold it to him.

It is said that there is no such thing as a free lunch. It is obvious that after her husband went to jail, the family fortune she had accumulated was coveted by others, and she had no ability to keep it, so she might as well exchange it for cash.

A shop worth three or four hundred thousand US dollars is not worth it for some people to take risks.

It is true that Han Chudong makes money easily, but that doesn't mean it is easy for others to make money too.

With a playful smile on his face, Han Chudong realized that he had underestimated the woman just now. After thinking about it more deeply, he found that she was using him as a shield.

Or maybe she is just trying to use Han Yiqiang's fame to scare away these tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves who are targeting her.

If the trouble is solved, I guess the words "selling the store for 200,000" will eventually become drunken talk.

I feel that this is probably the truth, and I can't help but sigh at the unpredictable human heart.

It was clear that I was just well-intentioned at the beginning and wanted to help Brother Hou's wife, so why was I used as a shield?

Suddenly, he felt that he had too little experience and that he still had a lot to learn. Han Chudong smiled and said, "I know, I know! Big brother, drink!"

The bald man was very satisfied with his attitude. He drank the glass politely and left to go back to their table.

If you just talk nicely, they will probably be happy to help.

However, Han Chudong was unhappy about being schemed against, so he didn't even use his father as a backer. He just gave in and didn't intend to be used by anyone for nothing...

Brother Hou’s wife is called Qiao Wei.

Their marriage was not a free love relationship based on mutual consent. Her father owed money to the casino and had no way to pay it back.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

After being forced into a corner, a man named Hou took advantage of the situation and came to propose marriage. I agreed without thinking clearly. Six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have long accepted my fate.

Some people are naturally smarter.

Similar to what Han Chudong guessed, Qiao Wei was indeed using him as a shield and had never really thought about selling the store for $200,000.

He just happened to see Han Chudong and thought of Han Yiqiang who became the acting police inspector, so he acted casually and said in public that he would sell the store to him at a low price, hoping to make others afraid to take it away from him.

Although she is smart, she is ultimately just a powerless woman. In order to avoid being bullied by others, she relies on tricks to survive.

However, Qiao Wei did not expect that Han Chudong, who had the desire but not the courage, would kick the ball back and not follow her ideas at all.

That night, someone knocked on her door in the middle of the night, trying to force the woman to give them some benefits. Some of them even wanted to get both money and beauty, and they were arrogant on weekdays.

Qiao Wei was so scared that she was alone at home, hiding behind the curtains and secretly looking out...

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Han Chudong took a taxi home and slept soundly that night.

The next morning, I brushed my teeth and went downstairs to see the puppy. I saw it standing and wagging its tail. My mood suddenly became as good as the weather today.

After breakfast, I went straight to the pet shop in the city to receive the so-called blood therapy.

The veterinarian injected blood from dogs of the same blood type that had recovered from canine distemper into little Orica's body. The blood contained antibodies, which is one of the more effective methods and can also increase the survival rate.

The price is included in the two thousand dollar treatment fee. All that can be done has been done. The patient still needs to be observed and carefully cared for in the next one or two months.

I really hate the businessman who sells sick dogs, but if it hadn't fallen into his hands by accident, this little guy might have died.

How many people can be like Han Chudong, spending half a year's salary of an ordinary person to treat the puppy they just brought home?

In fact, little Orica is lucky. Compared with the previous two days, its symptoms have improved a lot. It didn't have a runny nose this morning...