Although he couldn't beat the biased and indifferent old man, Chen Ze vowed to exercise more in the future to get revenge. After packing his things, he limped into the elevator.
Chen Wei said with a pained expression, "How did my brother learn to steal? I don't know who he learned it from. By the way, Xinyi, which university are you planning to apply to?"
"I don't know yet. I need to go back and discuss it with my parents before I can decide which university to attend."
"Click!"
The door to room 302 next door opened, and a woman poked her head out and called out, "Honey, stop chatting and go home for dinner."
"Mom, what delicious food are you cooking today?" Huang Xinyi asked excitedly.
"These are all your favorite foods, go wash your hands."
"..."
Chen Ze, carrying a backpack and dragging his heavy body, arrived at the entrance of the residential area. He decided that if he had the chance, he would definitely take revenge on that vicious woman.
"Chen Ze, is that you?"
A familiar voice came from behind him. Chen Ze turned around and found it was Fatty.
Fatty's real name is Zhang Jiesheng. He is Chen Ze's childhood friend. The two were deskmates from elementary school to high school and were so close that they practically shared a pair of pants.
Ten years later, Zhang Jiesheng used the demolition compensation money from his family's land expropriation to return to the rural suburbs, built five buildings, and lived the life of a landlord, much to Chen Ze's envy.
The fat man, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, approached him and cursed, "Damn it, you don't treat me like a brother! You got into a fight with someone and didn't even call me! Tell me, who did it? Was it that bastard Liu Haijun?"
Chen Ze was so moved that his eyes reddened. He felt that the luckiest thing about him was having a brother like Zhang Jiesheng.
He patted the fat man on the shoulder and explained, "I had a fight with the old man in my family."
The fat man looked at him in surprise, "Damn, how did you end up fighting with Uncle Chen?"
I don't like him.
Why did Uncle Chen hit you?
Seeing that the fat man kept asking, Chen Ze had no choice but to tell him everything that had happened to him.
After hearing Chen Ze's story, the fat man cursed, "This mother and son are heartless snakes."
"Come on, Fatty, let's go to your place and I'll put some medicine on it."
Fatty's home is in the Lijing residential complex across the street. This complex is a relatively old one, and if things continue as they were in the previous life, it will likely be demolished in about two weeks.
After the demolition, Fatty's father received more than five million yuan in demolition compensation. From then on, Fatty also reached the pinnacle of life, enjoying fine cigarettes and alcohol every day and wearing designer brands.
Liu Haijun also lived in this community, which is how his family earned their first pot of gold. Later, they invested in a large supermarket and earned their second pot of gold.
Liu Haijun's father was very quick-witted and daring. After making his second fortune, he sold the supermarket, which led many people to say he was crazy.
However, after selling the supermarket, he went into real estate, which later became the famous Sunshine Real Estate in Guangcheng.
On the sofa, the fat man vigorously applied the medicine to Chen Ze. He noticed that Chen Ze didn't utter a sound, whereas he had been in excruciating pain when he applied the medicine before.
"Chen Ze, don't you feel any pain?"
"fine."
Chen Ze pondered where to make his first fortune, then buy two apartments in the Lijing residential area and wait for the demolition compensation.
Setting up a street stall? That's too slow a way to make money. This place is going to be demolished in half a month, there's no time to spare.
Buy stocks? Chen Ze felt his pockets and realized he only had a few coins. What a joke.
Marrying a rich woman? It seems that with my physique and appearance, I should be qualified. At 178 cm tall, with well-defined facial features, I am considered a fairly handsome man.
He looked at the fat man with some anticipation and asked, "Fatty, do you know any rich women?"
The fat man looked at him in shock and earnestly advised, "Brother, don't make things difficult for yourself. You have to make money the right way. Being a gigolo will damage your health and your reputation."
Chen Ze laughed and said, "As Deng Xiaoping said, it doesn't matter if a cat is white or black, as long as it makes money, it's a good cat. In my heart, it's the same: heroes don't ask about their origins, and money doesn't ask about where it comes from."
"Come on, you can brag, but you should think of something else. Don't tell me about finding a rich woman; I don't know any."
After saying that, he took out his Konka phone and started playing a small airplane game.
"Fatty, how much money do you have left? Lend me some."
He has no money on him right now, and even eating is a problem.
The fat man pulled a bunch of crumpled banknotes from his pocket, then took out a red 100-yuan bill, and handed the rest to Chen Ze. "Here you go, this is what I have left over from buying the phone. I'll keep some for myself to use for internet."
He took the money, counted it, and it was exactly three hundred yuan. "Thanks, I'll pay you back when I earn the money."
Leaving the Lijing residential area and walking down the street, the July sun was exceptionally scorching, almost causing him to suffer from heatstroke.
Soon, he arrived at the bus stop, took out his Nokia phone, opened his contacts, found his uncle's phone number, and dialed it.
"Hello, Uncle, are you home?"
"Xiao Ze, I'm not home. I'm at the hardware store on Zhujiang Road. Is there something you need?"
"Yes, I said it wasn't convenient over the phone, but I'll come over to find you right away."
Chen Ze took a bus to Zhujiang Road and quickly found Jiahao Hardware Store. There were still a few customers buying things in the store. Seeing that his uncle and his wife were busy, he could only sit outside on a plastic stool and wait.
After the guests left, Chen Ze entered the shop and politely greeted, "Uncle, Aunt."
Seeing Chen Ze's bruised and swollen face, he asked with concern, "Did you get into a fight?"
"I got into a fight with my old man at home." Chen Ze recounted the whole story without hiding anything.
"Your dad is no good either. Tell me, what do you want from me? Why are you being so secretive and saying I can't tell you over the phone?"
Chen Ze took out his report card from his backpack and handed it to his uncle, then said, "Uncle, I scored 659 points and want to go to university in Shenzhen. Could you lend me 10,000 yuan?"
Upon hearing that he had come to borrow money, Chen Ze's aunt immediately interrupted him, saying, "Xiao Ze, our family's business hasn't been doing well lately, and we also have to support your cousin's high school education. This year, your cousin also got into a science and technology university. We really don't have any extra money to lend you."
The uncle was about to retort when his wife glared at him.
Seeing his aunt's true colors, Chen Ze felt disheartened. He couldn't rely on his father, nor even his own uncle. In this day and age, he had to rely on himself to succeed.
Chen Ze left Jiahao Hardware in silence.
Watching Chen Ze's lonely figure leave, his uncle complained, "How could you treat Xiao Ze like this? He lost his mother when he was young, and now he's been kicked out by that heartless father. How could you be so cruel as to refuse him? We have ten thousand yuan."
"You, Lin Jiahao, I'm doing this for the sake of this family. I've been with you for over ten years and we're still living in that run-down rural area. Now that we've finally made some money, we're just 50,000 yuan short of enough to buy a new house, and you still want to lend it out? Let me tell you... no way."
His wife was talking non-stop, leaving him speechless and unable to find a reason to refute her.
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