Chapter 13 Yu Zerong Gets Angry
After many twists and turns, they finally arrived at their destination. Jiang Mian stood in front of the rusty iron gate and reached into her bag for her key.
Chang Heng: "You live in a place like this?" His face was full of astonishment. There was actually such a shabby place in the city center.
"Will you date me? I'll buy you a better condom—" Before he could finish his words, Meng Junji stepped hard on him.
Meng Junji had an awkward smile on his face and said, "Since we're here, Brother Heng and I will leave. You should have a good rest." He pulled Chang Heng and left.
Chang Heng's face was full of reluctance, but he couldn't break free from Meng Junji's pull, so he could only turn around and shout stubbornly: "If you have anything, just send me a message."
"Thank you." Jiang Mian looked at their backs and thanked them sincerely.
Only after walking far away did Meng Junji slow down his pace.
Chang Heng complained, "Why interrupt me?"
"Are you pursuing her or something?" Meng Junji asked.
"Pursue!" Chang Heng answered without hesitation.
"Then what you said is just like a transaction, dating and buying a house."
"What else can I say? Why are you pulling me away so quickly? I want to go in and sit down." Chang Heng looked puzzled.
Meng Junji said with a look of disappointment, "She's quite pretty, but what does it mean for her to live like this?"
"What does it mean?" Chang Heng still didn't understand.
"It shows that you are strong-willed and have a strong self-esteem. You even say that other people's living places are not good and you want to go in and sit there. It would be strange if you can catch up with them." Meng Junji analyzed it to him step by step.
"Then I bought two bags before, and women came one after another to date me." Chang Heng said disapprovingly.
"Can they be the same? Are the people you know the same as Jiang Mian?" Meng Junji raised his voice.
"That makes sense." Chang Heng nodded slightly. His previous girlfriends all took the initiative to pursue him and would obey him whenever he wanted to buy something.
The next second, he suddenly remembered what happened just now and frowned, "Damn, you almost fell down and I caught you. You stepped on my foot so hard." As he spoke, he moved the foot that was stepped on.
Meng Junji scratched his head embarrassedly, "Sorry, Brother Heng, I was too anxious."
Chang Heng snorted coldly, "You go ahead, otherwise no one will catch you if you fall."
"Brother Heng, you are so nice."
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Inside the Binjiang InterContinental Hotel, a young hotel waiter stood outside the door of Suite 01 with a package in his hand.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door gently, but there was no response from inside the room.
The waiter took out his cell phone and made a call. "Manager, what if the guest in room 01 isn't in the room? Should I let him in directly?"
Today the front desk received a package with no room number in the address, only the hotel name and the recipient's name.
The recipient, Yu Zerong, happened to be staying in Presidential Suite No. 01, and the hotel staff were impressed by the name of this distinguished guest.
As soon as they received the package, they quickly asked someone to deliver it, hoping that the customer could receive it as soon as possible.
The manager on the other end of the phone thought for a moment and said, "That's too offensive. The guest seems to be working out on the 22nd floor. Let's send him off again later when he comes back."
"Okay." The waiter hung up the phone and decided to deliver the package again later as instructed by the manager.
Yu Zerong is practicing boxing with his coach in the gym.
Every move he made was filled with anger, and he confronted his coach fiercely.
Yu Zerong hasn't been this angry for a long time. He regards Jiang Mian as his very good friend and a partner with whom he can talk about anything online. Xiaobo is the emotional bond between them.
It’s really infuriating to know that she doesn’t take care of her body.
Why didn't they just ask him for money if they needed it, but chose to distribute flyers under the scorching sun?
Yu Zerong released his stress to the fullest, took off his boxing gloves and started drinking water.
The coach looked at his muscles and said, "You're better trained than me."
Yu Zerong felt much better after venting, "Thank you." When he traveled to various countries, he would sometimes encounter dangerous things, so he had to exercise his body well.
He returned to his room and took a shower. As the hot water washed over his body, he gradually relaxed.
After taking a shower, Yu Zerong put on a bathrobe, sat on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and started waiting for Jiang Mian's message.
Their chat ended at 4 p.m., and now five hours had passed, and Jiang Mian still hadn't replied. Yu Zerong grew increasingly worried, and with a flick of his finger across the screen, he dialed Jiang Mian's number.
"Hello? Are you feeling better?" Yu Zerong's voice was full of concern.
Jiang Mian's weak voice came from the receiver, "Much better."
This voice made Yu Zerong's heart tighten suddenly. He had never heard Jiang Mian speak in such a tone. She was always full of energy.
Thinking of the reason, the fire in his heart began to rise again, and his anger value increased by +10. He stood up and tried hard to control his emotions, taking several deep breaths.
Yu Zerong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room, the bright city lights outside the window reflected on his face.
He spoke gently, "How can you be so hard on yourself handing out flyers in this weather?" His tone was filled with gentle confusion.
Jiang Mian lay on the simple bed with a pale face, "Isn't this what life is all about? Working hard." In her opinion, there was nothing wrong with her behavior, this was the normal state of her life.
"Working in exchange for wages can only make a living." He tried to make Jiang Mian understand that it is difficult to truly change the difficult situation in life by relying solely on physical labor.
Jiang Mian immediately retorted: "What else can the lower class people rely on besides labor?" How can you accumulate initial capital if you don't work hard?
Upon hearing this, Yu Zerong's anger instantly increased by 10. "Everyone has physical strength, it's not a rare thing. Go learn something."
"I don't have time to study." Jiang Mian's life is busy and difficult, and he has no extra time to study.
Yu Zerong's anger value soared again, +30.
He took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. "Didn't I give you money? I can guarantee that you and Xiaobo will have enough food and clothing for the time being, right?"
In the six months they knew each other, Yu Zerong transferred nearly one million yuan to Jiang Mian.
Jiang Mian didn't say anything, and for a moment, silence fell between the two of them.
Yu Zerong thought she was rejecting his proposal with silence, "Why do you do such a stupid thing and hurt yourself?"
When Jiang Mian heard this, he said, "None of your business, we are just netizens, you have crossed the line!"
Yu Zerong's anger instantly reached its limit, and his voice became stern. "Don't worry about me? We're just netizens?"
Jiang Mian's eyes flushed slightly. "It's none of your business! And what qualifications do you have to call me stupid? You only have two more eggs than me, right? I didn't spend your money."
When Yu Zerong heard that she was angry, he subconsciously wanted to apologize, but Jiang Mian didn't give her a chance and hung up the phone directly.
Xiaobo looked at Jiang Mian nervously and rubbed her face with his head.
"Meow." Xiao Bo leaned his head against her neck and purred. Jiang Mian hugged him and squeezed his paws. "You're angry too, aren't you?"
Jiang Mian has grown up independent and wild, and has never experienced someone caring about her.
With Xiaobo's comfort, she quickly calmed down and realized that she had overreacted and did not communicate well with him on the phone. She should have told him clearly where the money went.
How did it turn out like this?
Yu Zerong was getting angrier and angrier as he thought about it in the hotel. After half a year of friendship, all he got was two sentences: "What qualifications do you have to call me stupid? Aren't you just two more eggs worth more than me?"
He didn't call her stupid, he just thought handing out flyers in the scorching sun was stupid.
Come to think of it, well, I did scold her to some extent.
He kept thinking about the conversation in his mind and began to reflect whether his words were too sharp and hurt her.
When Yu Zerong thought that Jiang Mian would be angry and sad because of his words, he slowly walked to the sofa, sat down and leaned against the back of the sofa, looking at the ceiling in confusion.
The hotel floor manager saw the package when he passed by the customer storage room after inspecting various areas.
She turned to look at the waiter and asked, "Xiao Li, you haven't delivered it to the guests in 01 yet?"
Li Shuo looked embarrassed and quickly explained, "Oh, I just went to deliver luggage to another guest." He hurriedly picked up the package and said, "I'll go right away."
The manager looked at his back and shook his head helplessly. This newcomer looked delicate and meticulous, but he was so rough in his work.
They clearly said that they would deliver it after guest No. 1 returned to the room, but they couldn't distinguish the priorities and just opened it as soon as the internship period was over.
At this time, Li Shuo had no idea that his job was about to be lost. He stood outside the door of Suite 01 with a package in his hand.
01A suite costs hundreds of thousands of yuan a night. The guests this time booked it for half a month, and the cost is enough for an ordinary family to buy a suite.
Li Shuo took a deep breath, mentally telling himself that rich people weren't to be feared, then he slowly raised his hand and knocked twice. "Hello, Mr. Yu, I'm Xiao Li, a waiter at the InterContinental Hotel. I received your item today."
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