096: Lost Man's Dignity
"Xu Qing?" Zhao Peng had no impression of this name at all. He thought for a while and confirmed: "I don't think I know him, at least I don't have any impression in my mind."
"Think about it again, he is in Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School..."
"Ah, it turns out it's him." Zhao Peng suddenly remembered this name. The reason why he had no impression of it before was just because he had never met Xu Qing. He knew it was Xu Qing's sister Xu Tiantian.
That's the girl who threw the note on the competition field.
He seemed to remember that Xu Tiantian mentioned Xu Qing's name when chatting with Zhang Yun.
But he believed that the turmoil during the exam was just a minor episode, and the past was the past. Although he later found three gangsters to cause trouble for him, he had now returned to Huangqiao Town, and the matter should be over.
Why is this suddenly brought up again?
"You really know Xu Qing."
"I can't say we know each other, it's just a bit of a misunderstanding. What, Brother Six, why do you suddenly think of asking this?"
Zhang Laoliu smiled: "Didn't that kid send someone to find me and tell me to fuck you?"
Zhao Peng was slightly startled, he said, "It means cutting, it means beating."
Xu Qing sent people to find Zhang Laoliu because Zhang Laoliu was a local gangster here. It turned out that at that time, he thought that the minor disturbance had not completely subsided.
After all this time, there are still people who want to cause trouble for him.
He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had established a harmonious relationship with Zhang Laoliu in advance, otherwise tonight would be really troublesome.
"What does Sixth Brother mean?"
"Haha, what kind of relationship do we have? How can I agree to him?"
Zhao Peng said yes "gratefully" and asked again: "Brother Six, do you think there is anything I need to do about this?"
Zhang Laoliu said: "Although I have suppressed the matter, I still have to deal with the subsequent relationship. You know, in today's society, relationships are worthless, and this thing is more convenient." He made it with his fingers.
A globally shared gesture.
Count money.
"That's for sure, but I don't know how much I will need. Brother Six also knows that I am just a poor student with little wealth. I can't afford too much."
Zhao Peng talks a lot, so he must act more mature when dealing with the six kinds of people like Zhang and Lao.
The more like a child you are, the more he will look down on you.
"Don't worry, your Sixth Brother still has some connections. Let's do this. Just give me 100 yuan. If it's not enough, I can make up for the missing Sixth Brother."
"100," Zhao Peng seemed very embarrassed. He seemed to have been struggling for a long time before he said helplessly: "Brother Six, please wait a moment, I will go and make up the numbers for you."
After Zhao Peng finished speaking, he ran into the room.
"Who is that outside?" Hu Li felt that Zhang Laoliu didn't look like a good person.
"A gangster. I'll tell you the details later." After Zhao Peng arrived in the room, he said softly to Hu Li from a position where Zhang Laoliu couldn't see him: "I'll pretend to ask you to borrow money later. Just give me five dollars."
Ten yuan.”
Hu Li wanted to ask him why, but he only winked and then blinked calmly, which meant that he understood.
Then, Zhao Peng raised his voice and said: "Hu Li, do you have money here? Lend me 100."
Hu Li responded cooperatively: "Where can I find 100? No."
"Then how much do you have now? I need it urgently."
Hu Li pretended to take out the money from her pocket, counted it, and said, "It was just fifty yuan."
"Then you can lend it to me first and pay it back to you when I have it."
"This is my living expenses. I can feed you whatever I want. I won't borrow it."
"Just lend it to me, and I'll find a way to return it to you tomorrow, okay?"
"Return tomorrow?"
"Well, I'll return it tomorrow!"
"Well, for the sake of tutoring me, I will lend it to you. As promised, you must return it to me tomorrow, otherwise I will never be done with you."
"Don't worry!" Zhao Peng took the money, walked quickly back to the yard, and handed a stack of ten yuan and five yuan to Zhang Laoliu: "I originally did a small business of eggs, but recently because of family affairs, the capital
I got in at a loss and made Sixth Brother laugh."
Zhang Laoliu didn't know that this was a play for him, thinking that he originally thought that this guy had a good background, but now he seemed to be more sensible.
But it’s okay, no matter how much money you have, at least you know how to advance and retreat, and understand etiquette.
Overall, it works.
He assured Zhao Peng that the matter would be resolved smoothly, left a meaningful and obscene smile, and left the small courtyard.
Zhao Peng closed the door again, feeling very unhappy.
This is a problem when developing in a small place. You must have a good relationship with these local gangsters.
He hasn't gained a foothold yet and has to deal with these people, which is really frustrating.
But if he doesn't deal with it, he may not be able to move forward.
Forget it, let's just leave it like this for now. He believes that this situation of being controlled by others will change within half a year.
At that time, no one can knock on his door like tonight and tell someone that they want to beat him up. If he wants to make a big deal, he must pay protection money.
If we were human beings in two lives, we would not be able to solve this kind of problem, and we would be reborn as nothing.
Hu Li saw that Zhao Peng looked unhappy and a little unhappy, so she put down her homework and pulled him to the yard, "Shall we play some games?"
Zhao Peng was a little uninterested, but he didn't want to make Hu Li unhappy, so he asked: "What game?"
"Zhu Bajie carries his wife on his back!"
Zhao Peng was stunned and thought, what kind of game is this? Is there such a good thing?
Even though he is not as strong as in his previous life, but if you say he is carrying his wife, then his potential can still be properly explored.
"What kind of recitation? You must not be carrying me, then I will be carrying you. Come on, come up!"
Hu Li glared at him in shame and said angrily: "What are you thinking about? Who asked you to carry her? Have you never played Zhu Bajie carrying his wife?"
Zhao Peng looked confused.
Could it be that he really wants to be his new wife and Hu Li wants to be Zhu Bajie? Can she carry herself?
Zhao Peng found that he was really ignorant.
It turns out that the so-called Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back is just a game of bending over and jumping on a grid.
According to certain rules, many grids are drawn, and a stone is kicked from one corner to the opposite corner. The stone in the middle cannot move into other grids, and people cannot straighten their waists.
After Zhao Peng knew the rules of the game, he felt it was very childish, but seeing Hu Li's high interest, he decided to reluctantly play with her for a while.
I thought that he would definitely have the upper hand in this simple lattice jumping game.
When he actually started playing, he discovered that it was difficult to control the strength while maintaining a bent posture. The small stones could easily run to other grids. Once he ran in, he had to stop and wait for Hu Li to move forward.
As a result, after playing three games, he made less than half progress in each game, and Hu Li had already reached the finish line.
Hu Li laughed happily. He saw that Hu Li smiled heartlessly, and the slightest trace of depression caused by Zhang Laoliu disappeared without a trace.
"In three more games, I will regain the lost dignity for all men in the world."
"You still represent men in the world, you are shameless."
"I hope your next step will be as tough as your mouth." Zhao Peng geared up.
"Pfft, who is afraid of you?"
Another three games, still losing three games in a row.
After three rounds, it was still 0:3.
Chapter completed!