"I'm leaving now. I won't bother you anymore."
Meng Zhiwei said this, but he sat down in the living room.
"Lao Meng, do you have anything else to say?" I asked.
"I've lost the little money I had on hand. Dong Hang, if you can lend me 30,000 yuan, I can give you 0.1 cent in interest." Meng Zhiwei looked at him expectantly.
"Even a penny is considered usury. I'm not a rich man. I don't lend money, and I won't lend you money to gamble.
We didn't take you to Yang Rong's house to play cards. You went there on your own accord. Whether you win or lose is none of our business." My words grew colder.
Meng Zhiwei's smile became more and more relieved: "I don't mean to blame you at all. After going to the duplex house in Haoting Manor, I have seen the world and know what a mansion is and what a rich person is.
I was encouraged. Although I am in my forties, I still have the desire to change my destiny.
I didn't borrow money to gamble, but to have more liquidity to run the hot pot restaurant well.
I made up my mind that for the next three months, I would never sit at the poker table, not even if the winnings or losses were a hundred or two hundred yuan.”
"Lao Meng, I'll listen to whatever you say, but I won't lend you any money. Your hot pot restaurant is profitable, and as long as you don't waste it, you'll have working capital in three to five days.
Playing cards at night is tiring, I plan to sleep in, how about you go first?"
I ordered them to leave.
Meng Zhiwei left in disgrace.
Lin Chan crossed her arms over her chest, her soft waist swaying gently.
I couldn't help but kick her in the butt, making her stagger.
"Oh my god, you kicked me again..."
Lin Chan rushed over with dynamic steps and twisted my arm angrily.
I thought she would be very strong and ready to hurt badly.
But her soft little hands were very gentle.
"Dong Hang, if you hadn't winked at me, I would have definitely asked Lao Meng what he thought of Yang Rong's family's poker game."
"You can't ask. If Lao Meng says something he shouldn't, and Duan Hui and Yang Rong hear it, they will cause trouble for us." I looked at her with a smile.
"Your master is Tang Zhifeng, a martial artist from Houhai. Who are you afraid of?"
"You believe all this?" I smiled bitterly.
"Of course I don't believe it. I actually have some respect for Yang Rong, she's such a liar. If this gets to Tang Zhifeng's ears, you'll be in real trouble. He'll definitely think, 'Who is this person? Pretending to be my apprentice? Bring him over and give him a beating!'"
"If Tang Zhifeng causes trouble for me, I will definitely mention Yang Rong. The words came from her mouth."
I thought to myself, Yang Rong is quite extraordinary. She dared to lie like that, wasn't she afraid that the other party would find out? I didn't know the specific situation.
"Sister Lin, Song Lu, who runs a jade shop, has taken a fancy to you."
"He likes me, that's his business, I don't like him."
"You said at the time that your father and your cousin were both brothers, so he had some reservations. But soon, he might become brave again. It's worth it to go through fire and water for a beautiful woman like you!"
"Dong Hang, will you go through fire and water for me?"
"I can't. Go to the opposite door right now. I want to sleep."
I walked into the bedroom.
Lin Chan actually followed in.
I lay down on the bed.
She sat down at the computer desk, looking sadly in an unknown direction.
I opened the cigarette Meng Zhiwei gave me, threw a cigarette to Lin Chan, and lit one for myself.
"Is your father really a Pao brother?"
"My husband, Lin Dafu, was one of the leaders of the Pao brothers back then. He's seen a lot of ups and downs, but later he retired and opened a small teahouse in Chengdu."
Lin Chan also gave a brief introduction.
She seemed reluctant to talk about her father's past.
"Your parents, are you the only child?"
"I have a brother named Lin Yue, who runs a restaurant in Rongdu. My sister-in-law is very beautiful, and we have a son and a daughter, which is very happy."
"Why didn't you develop in your hometown of Bashu? Why did you come to Beijing?" I looked at her curiously.
"My husband wanted to go out and make his living, so I followed him. Who could have thought that he would pass away first? He has inherited high blood pressure and it's incurable. Woo woo..."
"Heirloom..."
I think what Lin Chan said is a bit funny, but no matter who suffers from the disease, it is not a fun thing. "It is true that high blood pressure is often hereditary, but my father's high blood pressure is not hereditary.
When my father was young, he was very strong and none of those chefs and friends could match him in arm wrestling.
But my mother said that being a cook is not a skill, and being good at arm wrestling is a sign of being a reckless man. In any case, in my mother's eyes, my father has flaws except that he is a little handsome.
After the divorce, my dad started drinking heavily and his health deteriorated day by day. If my mom hadn't been so ruthless, my dad would have lived to be 90."
I felt my eyes moistening and ran out in a hurry.
I brought in two bottles of iced black tea and threw one to Lin Chan.
I accidentally hit her.
Lin Chan was so powerful that the iced black tea bounced away.
"Oh my god..., you idiot..."
Lin Chan glared at me fiercely.
I found that the aunt next door came to my house today and kept shouting "Mom!"
Drinking a cold drink, Lin Chan asked with a smile: "You will never forgive your mother in your entire life?"
"No forgiveness."
"So decisive?"
"I will never forgive her. Of course, I won't frame her. She is the wife of the dean of a prestigious university, and I am the son of the chef Dong Yongqiang. I have nothing to do with her."
"Where did you crawl out from?"
"What do you care?"
I grabbed Lin Chan's arm and threw her out. "Get out of here and go back to your own home."
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