"This Nie Qian is really nothing. A grown man was tricked into being like this by her." Bi Luochun muttered as he walked.
"Okay, just say a few words less. No one will think you are mute if you don't speak. Hurry in and remember to wash your feet." Liu Yan pulled Bi Luochun and scolded her. Entering the bedroom inside.
Fang Zhiqiang waited until the two left and fell on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and prepared to smoke a cigarette before going to bed.
Suddenly, an earplug fell from above and almost hit him.
"What are you doing?" Fang Zhiqiang sat up and yelled at Bi Luochun who was standing at the door of the room.
"There is an MP3 player in the cabinet. Plug in your headphones and listen to the music when you go to bed at night. Don't always eavesdrop. My brother is mainly afraid that you, a single man, will be stimulated and mentally disturbed by listening to it every day. Question. How about it, buddy, I still care about you!" Bi Luochun said with a smile.
"Get out of here, you will die from exhaustion sooner or later." Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but curse.
Fang Zhiqiang turned off the light, just lay on the sofa, lifted the quilt and covered himself. I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. All the things in my heart slowly emerged in front of me.
Like Bi Luochun, he also had a girlfriend when he was in college. She was not in the same class, but in the same department. The girl’s name was Nie Qian, which was a nice name, and she lived up to her name. She is very good-looking and is recognized as the flower of their family. She is very pure. It took Fang Zhiqiang a long time to catch up with her, and then the two of them got together.
The two have a very good relationship and love each other deeply. After graduation, Fang Zhiqiang returned to work in a small county in his hometown. He passed the local civil service examination and was assigned to work in a township below. The job of a civil servant is like this. If you are not a leader but just an ordinary employee, you will not die of hunger even if you don't have enough to eat. You will have a guaranteed harvest in droughts and floods, and you will not have to worry about rain or shine. However, after deducting five insurances and one fund every month, you will actually get less than 3,000 yuan. Before graduating from college, Nie Qian found a job in a company where the school was located. The income was pretty good, more than 5,000 a month.
Two years later, the two were finally ready to get married, but at this time, Nie Qian's father became ill. Nie Qian's mother passed away very early, and she grew up with her father. Nie Qian's father was seriously ill and basically had a narrow escape from death. Of course Nie Qian couldn't watch her father die like this. She would have been saved as long as there was a glimmer of hope. However, their situation was not good to begin with and they had so much money. Fang Zhiqiang's family is not rich either. Both his parents are from rural areas. They farm some fields at home, so it's a blessing to be able to train him. In order to treat Nie Qian's father, Fang Zhiqiang asked all his relatives, friends, classmates, and colleagues to borrow money one by one. He begged his grandfather and grandma to borrow more than 500,000 yuan to treat Nie Qian's father. However, money allIt took more than a year to save the patient, but he died after less than a year.
Nie Qian’s father left. One day, Nie Qian suddenly sent a text message to Fang Zhiqiang. The content of the text message, which Fang Zhiqiang still has on his phone, has not been deleted. It only contained a few words: “I’m sorry. Let's go, I can't stand this kind of life without money. I'm leaving, I'm going to Shanghai, I'm going to live the life of a rich person, forget me, I wish you happiness." After sending this text message , Nie Qian seemed to have disappeared from the world. No matter how hard Fang Zhiqiang searched, he could not find any shadow or news. And Fang Zhiqiang is still burdened with a debt of more than 500,000 yuan. He asked his grandfather and grandma to borrow the money one by one. Everyone lent it to him because of his face. He not only owed Money, I still owe this love. The debt of more than 500,000 yuan could not be repaid in his lifetime with his salary of more than 2,000 yuan a month as a civil servant.
In order to make money to pay off debts, and to find Nie Qian and ask Nie Qian to give him an answer personally, Fang Zhiqiang quit his job and came to Shanghai alone with his bag on his back. According to Bi Luochun, Fang Zhiqiang is a typical fool. He was deceived by others and ended up losing both his life and money. But Fang Zhiqiang himself never complained about anything. He just worked hard to make money and pay back the money. He would work in whichever industry made more money. In the end, he gave up doing decent jobs in some big companies and chose to be a courier. According to Fang Zhiqiang, courier workers have high wages. In fact, the salary of a courier is not too high, only five or six thousand yuan per month. In Shanghai, a city with soaring prices, it is not high. Only Bi Luochun knows why Fang Zhiqiang chose to be a courier. Courier, just because the courier can keep moving around this city every day, the probability of meeting Nie Qian is relatively high, that's all.
The next day, Fang Zhiqiang got up as usual at six o'clock. After getting up, he realized that he was already unemployed. There seemed to be nothing to do when he got up so early. He thought about Wang Yaxin's appointment. I arrived at half past eight. After hesitating for a long time, I gave up my plan to go to the job market. After simply packing up, I went out to the stairs downstairs, pushed my bicycle out, and then rode out the door. .
I found a breakfast shop and had breakfast, and then I rode my car slowly outside the community where Wang Yaxin lived. I looked at the time, it was eight twenty-five. Fang Zhiqiang parked his bicycle on the side of the road, then squatted beside the bicycle and smoked slowly. At exactly 8:30, a BMW drove out of the community. Fang Zhiqiang knew that this car belonged to Wang Yaxin.
Wang Yaxin parked the car next to Fang Zhiqiang, looked at Fang Zhiqiang, frowned, pointed to the bicycle next to Fang Zhiqiang and said, "Is this your means of transportation?".
"What's wrong? Do you understand environmental protection?"
"Can't you come out wearing decent clothes?" Wang Yaxin then looked atSaid while holding Fang Zhiqiang's somewhat old clothes.
"I said you are really interesting. What I wear is my own business. Do you care about it? Do you have any work for me to do? If I don't leave, I will I don't have time to play around with you here." Fang Zhiqiang said angrily, then turned around and got on his bicycle to leave. He himself did not take Wang Yaxin's so-called work very seriously.
“Come up!” Wang Yaxin said to Fang Zhiqiang after pressing the horn twice.
“What?”
“I’ll let you come up in the car.” Wang Yaxin reminded again.
"Wait a minute, I'll lock the car." Fang Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, then got out of the car, took the lock and prepared to lock the bicycle on the street light pole next to it.
"Don't lock it, no one will steal it from you." Wang Yaxin was a little impatient.
Fang Zhiqiang thought about it and realized that it was indeed true that no one would be so blind as to steal his own bicycle. Even if he stole it, he wouldn’t be able to sell it for twenty or thirty yuan. So he opened Wang Yaxin's car door generously and sat in the passenger seat.
"Take this." Wang Yaxin took out an envelope from her bag and threw it on Fang Zhiqiang while driving.
"What?" Fang Zhiqiang was very curious.
"Your salary this month is 10,000 yuan. Do you think it is right?" Wang Yaxin said lightly.
Fang Zhiqiang took it out of the envelope and saw that it was indeed a stack of hundred-dollar bills.
"I said, what on earth are you doing? You pay me my salary before I do anything. This is the first time I pay my salary first and then do the work."
< br />"What's wrong? Don't want it? If you don't want it, give it back to me."
"Don't say goodbye. If you want it, there's nothing you don't want. There's no one in this world who can't live with money. Money is the worst thing in the world." Seeing this stack of money, Fang Zhiqiang smiled widely.
Seeing Fang Zhiqiang’s money-obsessed look, Wang Yaxin’s eyes showed an expression of disgust and couldn’t help but said: “Do you really want money that much?”.