Lin Shuchao was not moved at all.
What good ways could Hu Qiang have to make money? Some of them are probably written into the criminal law.
He admitted that he was not a young man without curiosity. Sometimes he would even go to the mountain where there was a tiger, knowing that there was one, to prove his awesomeness.
But that year, he was educated for a long time by Lin Guoqing and Shen Chunhua for the incident of taking his "uncle" to the Public Security Bureau.
As his mother said, if you think there is something wrong with this matter and still happily follow others, you may not be a tiger-fighting hero, but you are definitely a complete idiot.
It's normal to be curious, and you can try to find out indirectly later, but you can't just rush into things on the spot when you're impulsive.
After all, he grew up year by year, and the third son of the Lin family became much more mature.
Lin Shuchao sat there as steady as a rock, not even lifting his butt, and drank a sip of tea with his eyelids drooping.
"I'm not very promising, and others are right. It's because I'm not very promising that I thought of opening a shop to make a living."
"Thank goodness my parents dote on me. They paid for opening a shop when I said I wanted to. Otherwise, people my age wouldn't even be able to come up with the money to open a shop."
"I don't make much money in this shop every day, but it's stable, and better than working. As for the lack of freedom under my parents' control... I've already told you I'm a loser, relying on my family for everything, so why would I dream of soaring to the sky? Isn't that a bit too much to ask for?"
"Your motorcycle is quite good. I can save up enough to buy one."
Hu Qiang was very angry. Why was this guy so stubborn?
"No, Boss, when did you become so rigid..."
"Old Hu, now that you've made some money, you have the capital to start a business. We're the same age, so it's about time you found a proper job and stopped hanging around on the streets. Haven't you heard people gossiping about you?"
Damn, each one is more excessive than the other. Anyone who openly speaks ill of me in front of my son is either an idiot or a complete moron.
In this case, let's not have an easy time.
Sure enough, Hu Qiang, who was getting more and more impatient, exploded after hearing the last part.
"Who! Which bastard said that to me! He doesn't have the guts to be jealous of my freedom!"
"How would I know who said that?" Lin Shuchao shrugged, passing the buck. "I sit here from morning till night, and so many people come in every day. Sometimes I'm working and hear people talking without even looking up."
"If you really want to know, why don't you go out and ask around yourself? You have a wide network of contacts anyway."
Hu Qiang left cursing, and before leaving, he didn't forget to encourage Lin Shuchao again, "Brother Chao, seriously, if you are short of money, just tell me, I will help you make money!"
Lin Shuchao waved his hand and told him to take care.
Business was average today, so he closed his shop half an hour early and rode his bike to Yang Xiaoshu's house.
Yang Xiaoshu was struggling to move the wine jars out, and was very surprised to see Lin Shuchao coming over.
"Brother Chao! Why are you here!" He turned his head and took a look inside. Seeing that no one was paying attention to the outside, he wiped his hands and ran out happily.
Lin Shuchao sat on his 28-inch bicycle, holding a bag of noodles in his hand. "I'm tired of running the shop, so I came out for a walk and some fresh air. Here! Two-egg noodles."
Yang Xiaoshu caught the noodles thrown at him, opened his mouth and took a sip, smiling so hard that his back teeth were visible.
"How did you know I didn't have lunch today? It turns out it has to be my brother Chao! He knows me better than my dad!"
"Tsk!" Lin Shuchao touched the goose bumps on his arm, "Then call me dad, and I'll continue to deliver it to you tomorrow."
"roll!"
The two young men chatted for a while, and Lin Shuchao asked Yang Xiaoshu about Hu Qiang. They were from the same village, so he knew more about Hu Qiang than Lin Shuchao did.
"Huh? Why are you asking about him all of a sudden? Last time you opened your business, not only was he unable to make a profit, he also drank three bottles of your beer and almost started a fight with the person sitting next to him. Have you forgotten? It's better to stay away from people like him."
Yang Xiaoshu frowned as he chewed his noodles. Even though he stayed in the winery every day, he could still hear the uncles and uncles who helped talk about Hu Qiang.
There is only one central idea, that is, the youngest son of the Hu family is really hopeless.
"He came to my shop today. He had dyed his hair yellow and was riding a motorcycle. He said it was a new one. He also said that I couldn't make much money running the shop in a day and wanted me to go out with him and make a fortune."
Yang Xiaoshu: ...I almost choked to death on a mouthful of noodles.
"He made a fortune?" Yang Xiaoshu's face was swollen and he was in no mood to eat anymore. He said to Lin Shuchao seriously,
"Brother Chao, don't trust him. I don't know when this guy learned to gamble, and he keeps asking for money from home every few days to pay off his gambling debts. Last time, he came to the village in broad daylight to collect the debt, and we all saw it.
His father was so angry that he almost went to the hospital, and his eldest brother and sister-in-law also told him to get out, saying they had no money to pay his debts. If he owed money again, they would cut off his arms and legs, and his family would not care anymore.
"Everyone knows your family is rich. I guess he's out of money to gamble again, so he's thinking of targeting you. Don't fall for his tricks!"
Lin Shuchao's life is so good, if he were to go astray for such a small amount of money, that would be really...
Lin Shuchao thought the same thing, which is why he came to ask Yang Xiaoshu. He originally thought that if there really was a way to get rich, he would take it home and discuss it with his parents. It would be good to have multiple ways to make money, but if it didn't work, forget it.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be another bad gambler. He was too lazy to even comment on him.
"Is there another gambling gathering in our town?"
"What do you mean 'again'?" Yang Xiaoshu curled his lips. "This kind of thing happens all the time. We saw it back in the commune, not to mention now that everyone has money in their pockets."
"Do you know Wangjia Village west of town? Someone there jumped into the river last month. He used to work at the dyeing factory, making a lot of money, but I don't know when he got hooked on gambling.
Even after the gambling dens here were shut down, he would still go out to gamble. He owed money and couldn't pay it back, so someone chopped off his arm. His wife couldn't stand it anymore and divorced him, taking the children with her.
He still couldn't quit, and someone chopped off one of his legs. Last month, he was found lying dead by the river. That day, my father and I went to Wangjia Village to deliver some wine, and there were so many people surrounding us, it scared me to death!
Yang Xiaoshu patted his chest, still a little frightened. He turned and looked at Lin Shuchao again, "Hey, don't you know about this? It's quite a big deal!"
Lin Shuchao scratched his head. Last month? His family was busy traveling to Shanghai to attend his sister's engagement. They were busy coming and going. Someone must have mentioned it, but he hadn't noticed.
"Anyway, gambling is wrong. We should stay away from people who gamble."
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