Chapter 96 You fucking dare to spend my money?



At the entrance of the steel rolling mill, Su Mingqiang held a thick wad of banknotes in his pocket, his face beaming with excitement.

He received the thousand yuan this afternoon after signing the papers at the personnel department of the steel rolling mill.

He successfully sold his job.

When it was time to sign, Old Zhang from the personnel department said something earnestly.

"Master Su, have you thought this through? This job is gone once it's sold."

Su Mingqiang simply waved his hand impatiently.

"Sell! Get the paperwork done quickly!"

He thought to himself that since he had already been kicked out of the house by his father and it was uncertain whether he could keep his job, it would be better to exchange it for cash.

Now, the thousand yuan is in his pocket, a thick stack of one hundred brand-new ten-yuan bills.

Su Mingqiang had never received so much money at once before, and his palms were sweating.

He stood at the entrance of the steel rolling mill and suddenly grinned.

"Fuck it!"

He muttered a curse under his breath and strode toward the city's busiest street.

The Quanjude signboard stood out prominently in the twilight, and large red lanterns hung in front of the antique-style gate.

Su Mingqiang stopped at the door and straightened his collar.

"Comrade, how many are there?"

The waiter at the door looked him up and down, his tone neither warm nor cold.

Su Mingqiang straightened his back, took out a ten-yuan note from his pocket, and waved it in front of the waiter.

"One person! A private room, please!"

The waiter's attitude immediately became enthusiastic upon seeing the money.

"This way, please!"

The private room was small, but exquisitely decorated, with a white tablecloth covering the round mahogany table and calligraphy and paintings by famous artists hanging on the walls.

Su Mingqiang plopped down in the main seat and put his feet up on the chair next to him.

Bring out all your most expensive dishes!

He shouted loudly and then pulled out three ten-yuan bills from his pocket and slammed them on the table.

"Another bottle of Moutai, please!"

The waiter's eyes lit up, and he quickly bowed and scraped as he went out to prepare.

Su Mingqiang leaned back in his chair, a surge of vengeful pleasure welling up inside him.

Didn't his father say he was useless? Didn't Li Jinhua always complain that he didn't earn enough? Today, he's going to enjoy himself to the fullest!

The dishes were served shortly afterward.

A whole golden and crispy roast duck, sliced ​​as thin as cicada wings, is neatly arranged on a blue and white porcelain plate.

A plate of braised prawns, the bright red prawns drizzled with glistening sauce.

There was also steamed sea bass, braised lion's head meatballs, crab roe tofu... a whole table full of dishes.

"Your Moutai."

The waiter respectfully handed over a white porcelain wine bottle.

Su Mingqiang grabbed the bottle and, without even using a glass, took a big gulp straight from the bottle opening.

The fiery liquor burned down his throat, choking him and making him cough and tear up, but he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

"Another bottle, please!"

He wiped his mouth and then slapped out two more ten-yuan bills.

The waiter quickly went to get the wine.

"Pah! You old geezer!"

Su Mingqiang gulped down a mouthful of wine, then grabbed a lotus leaf pancake, haphazardly rolled up a few slices of duck meat, and stuffed them into his mouth, not even bothering to wipe the grease dripping down his chin.

After a hearty meal, Su Mingqiang ate almost all the dishes he had ordered.

I also drank three bottles of Moutai liquor.

"waiter!"

Su Mingqiang suddenly shouted that he had intended to pack a duck to take home for Li Jinhua to eat.

However, Su Mingqiang then thought about the consequences if Li Jinhua found out that he had come here secretly to eat roast duck.

Su Mingqiang gave up on packing.

When Su Mingqiang staggered out of Quanjude, it was already completely dark.

The thousand yuan in my pocket was used to pay for this meal, but nearly two hundred yuan of it was spent.

The night breeze on his burning face instantly sobered him up.

Thinking he needed to give an explanation when he got home, Su Mingqiang immediately hid all the remaining change under the insole of his shoe.

He only had eight hundred yuan in his pocket.

He had already made up his mind; no matter what Li Jinhua asked, his job was to sell the goods for eight hundred.

Su Mingqiang strolled unsteadily on his way home.

"belch--"

He let out a burp, the greasy smell of roast duck and the mellow aroma of Moutai rising up together, making his stomach churn.

He leaned against a roadside utility pole, gagged a few times, but nothing came out.

The outline of the house in the distance gradually became clear, but strangely, the windows were completely dark.

At this time, Li Jinhua would usually have already gone home.

Su Mingqiang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Jin Hua hadn't returned yet, and he still had time to come up with an excuse.

He walked to the door and stealthily took out his keys.

"Click"

With a sound, the door opened.

Su Mingqiang fumbled for the light switch on the wall and turned it on with a "click".

"ah!"

The scene before him startled him, and he sobered up instantly.

Li Jinhua was sitting upright on the sofa with her arms crossed, her face so gloomy it could drip water.

Her eyes were fixed on him, her face expressionless.

"Wife, wife..."

Su Mingqiang stammered, his back already beaded with cold sweat.

"You're home...why aren't the lights on?"

Li Jinhua did not answer. She slowly stood up, walked to Su Mingqiang, and extended her hand, palm up.

Su Mingqiang swallowed hard.

"What, what are you doing?"

"Where's the money?"

Li Jinhua's voice was cold.

"What money?"

Su Mingqiang instinctively took a step back and covered the banknotes in his pocket with his hand.

Li Jinhua sneered.

"Still pretending? Everyone at the steel rolling mill knows you, Su Mingqiang, sold your job for a thousand yuan! Ma Daqiang's wife specifically told me, 'Kindly,' when she picked up the kids, that 'Your Mingqiang is really capable; he sold his job just like that!'"

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