Song Zhijun also knew that he needed more money to be happy every day.
Recently he has been looking for targets every day, riding his motorcycle around the hotels in the nearby county, and then stopping at the door of a restaurant. He walked in with a calm attitude, ordered two of the most expensive dishes and two bottles of beer, and ate slowly while looking out the window.
In the restaurant, many businessmen were talking about business while eating and drinking. He carefully observed the manners, terminology and prices of various goods used by others when talking about business, pondered over them over and over again, and imitated them in his mind.
Although Song Zhijun only graduated from junior high school, he is talented and has been in the underworld for a long time. He knows how to read people's expressions and is used to speaking differently to different people.
While eating, Song Zhijun noticed a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit in the corner. He was obviously a cadre. He was drinking alone with his eyes wide open, as if he was full of thoughts.
So he came over with a bottle of wine in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, sat opposite the middle-aged man, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you having any troubles?"
The man looked up at him and said nothing.
Song Zhijun raised his glass and said, "We're both wanderers in this world. Come, shall I have a drink with you?"
The middle-aged man still didn't say anything, but raised his glass, clinked it with a "clang", then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
Song Zhijun also finished his meal, brought his dish over, and filled the glasses of wine for the two of them.
The middle-aged man said, "You don't look very old, what worries you?"
Song Zhijun had already prepared a speech in his mind, and he put on a sad expression and tone as he recounted his experience.
He introduced himself as Fang Wenbin, who grew up in the countryside with his mother. His mother had always been in poor health, but he had no money to go to the county town for medical treatment. So at the age of seventeen, he ran away to the county town to work as a temporary worker. He was gone for three years, and finally saved some money. When he returned home, he found his mother bedridden and dying.
After taking care of my mother for more than a month, she passed away and I arranged a proper funeral for her.
After sending the old man off in a dignified manner, the money was basically spent.
Sitting at home, I thought to myself, if I rely on farming alone, I will never get ahead in my life. So I gritted my teeth, stomped my feet, sold the old house and went to Wuhan.
I have suffered all kinds of torture and bullying in Wuhan, and tried all kinds of business. Now I have finally achieved some small success, but I always feel that the level of my contact with people is too low and I cannot see better business opportunities.
The middle-aged man was already a little drunk, and after listening to the young man's struggle story, he was quite moved and gave him a thumbs up.
"Good! You've done your mother justice. Well done!"
Song Zhijun was secretly delighted. His initial impression was well established. A man who quietly established his image of being filial and loyal in an ordinary story would be accepted by most people in China and people would let down their guard.
"Brother, what's going on that's making things so difficult for you?" Seeing that the time was almost right, Song Zhijun took the opportunity to ask.
The middle-aged man sighed heavily and poured out his heart to He. He was the sales manager of the Trade Service Company of the Mi County Mining Bureau and had negotiated a business deal with a company in Guangzhou.
The other party paid the advance payment very readily, and he shipped the goods immediately, but he couldn't get the balance back no matter what. It has been delayed for more than half a year, and he still can't get it back.
The middle-aged man drank another glass and said with a frown, "I have been hiding the deficit of hundreds of thousands of yuan from my leader."
Once they find out, not only will my position as section chief be in jeopardy, I'm afraid my leader won't let me off easily.
Song Zhijun's heart moved and he boasted.
"I've been around Guangzhou before, and I have a few friends there. I know the area pretty well. I've helped people collect debts before, so I know some tricks. If you trust me, I'll help you collect the debt. I promise to pay it back within a month, and you only need to pay me 10% of the money when you're done."
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was skeptical, but then he thought, it would be great if he could get it back, and as for the remaining 10%, he would deal with it later.
If we can't get it back just because we boasted, we won't lose anything. Now we can only try our best to save the situation.
As he had drunk quite a bit of wine, he did not think much about it and immediately took out a stack of letters of introduction with the words "Mi County Mining Bureau Trade Service Company" printed on them and the official seal, as well as a photocopy of the contract for this business, from his bag and handed them to Song Zhijun.
"Brother, as long as you can get the money back, 10% is no problem. I promise you."
This 10% is tens of thousands of yuan, and he certainly doesn't have the right to do so. It's not illegal to brag, and no one is recording it. What will happen if he denies it later? The section chief thought to himself.
Seeing this, Song Zhijun was overjoyed. He took the letter of introduction and put it in his pocket as if it were a treasure.
The two chatted a little more about the company and the Mining Bureau in Guangzhou, and only left after finishing the bottle of wine.
For more than a week after that, Song Zhijun waited at the bank door every evening on his scooter, smiling as he picked up Ni Yujuan from get off work. The two of them went shopping, watched movies, ate, and went for a ride, just like a couple, and he never let her spend a penny.
Ni Yujuan loved to show off her "elegant taste" on a daily basis. Her vanity instantly swelled, and she thought she had finally met someone who could appreciate her, so she happily agreed every time.
When Song Zhijun met Ni Yujuan, he spoke eloquently, talking about poetry and songs and his ideals in life. From time to time, he mentioned his "glorious experience" in the big city. He said that he was a senior employee of a large company and came to this small town for business expansion. Some time ago, he had a toothache and was cured by the kind dentist Lao Zhang. In order to repay Lao Zhang, he served Lao Zhang for ten days.
Ni Yujuan was fascinated by what she heard, and her eyes gradually filled with admiration as she looked at Song Zhijun.
Song Zhijun began to meet Ni Yujuan frequently, and he made careful preparations for each meeting, giving her some seemingly expensive small gifts and taking her to relatively high-end restaurants in the town for dinner.
Ni Yujuan was immersed in this love and felt that she had finally found the person who could help her escape from mediocrity.
"Juan, do you know? My life has become different since I met you. You are like a shining star, lighting up my days in this small town."
During a date, Song Zhijun looked at Ni Yujuan affectionately and said.
Ni Yujuan lowered her head shyly, feeling sweet in her heart: "Me too, no one has ever understood me like you do. Only when I'm with you do I feel truly alive."
Ni Yujuan feels like she's living a life fit for a god. In her world, the illusion of vanity is like a fog, gradually obscuring her understanding of real life.
Every morning, Ni Yujuan carefully selects the few clothes she owns that she thinks are fashionable.
She especially loved a beige windbreaker that Song Zhijun had just bought for her. Although the fabric was not the most high-end, the style was the most novel.
But she felt that when she put on this dress, and recalling how Song Zhijun praised her so much when she bought the dress, she felt as radiant as the heroine in a movie.
She would spend a lot of time in front of the mirror, carefully applying cheap lipstick, trying to add a touch of bright color to her ordinary face to add some charm.
Every time Song Zhijun and Ni Yujuan came to Zhao Xiaohai's store to buy things, Ni Yujuan would buy a big bag full of snacks, and her eyes were full of provocation when she looked at Zheng Xiaoxue. The reason was that Zheng Xiaoxue was much more beautiful than Ni Yujuan without makeup.
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