Young Master Bai saw the most intrigue in the business field, and what stood up to the sky was the sword of the tongue, where had he seen such a battle, as soon as his fingers hurt, his mind was already confused, and when he saw blood, he was even more frightened, he was able to grasp Meng Zhenghui's gentle temperament, even if he was on the road, he rarely spoke harshly to a pedestrian, so he dared to treat him as a soft persimmon and bullied him at will, where did he think that Meng Zhenghui didn't know what medicine he took today, and he actually went crazy.

A crazy word was fixed in Young Master Bai's mind, and he suddenly thought, Meng Zhenghui wouldn't be too crazy because of family changes, right?

It's really impossible to say, otherwise how can you explain that what he is doing today and what he has shown in the past are fundamentally two people?

This thought made Young Master Bai feel a pang in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more credible he felt, a madman, but he could do anything.

If he really landed that piece of porcelain on his body, his life as a madman was not worth anything, but his own life was worth it!

Thinking about it like this, he didn't even dare to struggle, and while signaling others not to come over to stimulate Meng Zhenghui, he hurriedly said: "I'll write and I'll write, you let go of me first." ”

The bleeding fingers poked at the clothes, the first thing to get up was the pain, Young Master Bai trembled and didn't dare to start, only half of the borrowed word was written, and the blood dried up, he hesitated to ask Meng Zhenghui if he could go and get a pen, but saw Meng Zhenghui's face was cold, and he actually raised his hand to cut a piece on his hand.

This time, Young Master Bai couldn't stand it, so he hid backwards with all his strength, maybe he was in a hurry, he suddenly remembered the original purpose of Meng Zhenghui's coming, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't write an IOU, I'll give cash!"

He couldn't stand the pain because he said it, and secondly, he was also afraid that Meng Zhenghui would come to the door again and again, he cut his hand once and wrote half a word, and when the time came, Meng Zhenghui didn't kill him, he bled to death first.

When Meng Zhenghui heard this, he really made a move in his hand, and went to see Young Master Bai fixedly, Young Master Bai made him stare at his hair, but he didn't dare to move, and finally, Meng Zhenghui nodded lightly.

Young Master Bai breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that he would regret it when Meng Zhenghui would come, so he hurriedly gestured and asked someone to withdraw the money.

Two thousand yuan is not a small amount, but the Bai family is not unable to take it out, they have been borrowing money before and not paying it back, to be honest, in fact, it is just to take advantage of a little advantage.

A rattan box filled with cash and silver dollars, which was respectfully sent by the housekeeper, and was counted clearly in front of Meng Zhenghui before being delivered to Meng Zhenghui's hand.

Meng Zhenghui was still holding the porcelain piece until he went out, and he couldn't even remember how he got out.

It wasn't until the young man pulling the rickshaw came up to help him that he found his soul in his stiff limbs again.

His hands trembled so badly that he stood against the person and exhaled deeply, always feeling that this breath was not hot at all, and it was as cold as a dead man.

Since he was a child, his father has been telling him that the most important thing for a business person is to be harmonious and wealthy, and to calm things down, as long as he can let others deal with things, don't do it yourself, if you have to solve it yourself, then you have to pay a little attention to it, and if you can solve it with money, try not to be angry.

They are different from those who dare to work hard for money, those people are barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, but Meng Zhenghui didn't expect that he would one day become the barefoot one.

After standing against the scorching sun for a long time, Meng Zhenghui felt that his body was warm, he slowly moved himself into the car, and said, "Let's go." ”

These two words come out with a sigh, as if the wind blows, it will disperse.

He didn't say where to go, but in his current state, the young man didn't dare to ask more, so he could only pull the car away from this place first.

The young man didn't know what was going on inside, but when he saw a big living person entering, it was as if he had been drained of energy, so he couldn't help but worry, and couldn't help but look back frequently.

Finally, when he turned around, he saw that Meng Zhenghui's hand was slowly falling blood.

He was startled, hurriedly stopped the car and asked, "Master, what's the matter with your hand?"

Meng Zhenghui didn't react, and after hearing the young man's words, he slowly looked up, only to find that he had brought out the broken piece of porcelain, and kept holding it in his hand, I don't know when, it was actually a piercing palm.

He slowly let go, and the broken porcelain piece fell on the rickshaw with a loud thud, Meng Zhenghui tore a section of his shirt, wrapped his hands casually, and leaned back on the saddle tiredly: "It's okay." ”

The young man didn't want to ask in detail, so he had to change the subject: "Where are you going next?"

Meng Zhenghui's original plan was to take advantage of this opportunity to get all the money back first, and then there would be no need to bother, but even though he had made a lot of psychological preparations, when he really went to do this, he still felt endless fatigue, just a Bai family had drained all his strength.

He didn't bother to think about it, and said, "Just here, you can rest with me for a while." After thinking about it, he added: "I'll give you the money according to the time you run." ”

The young man already had a good impression of this beautiful gentleman, and naturally he would not refuse, so he looked left and right, found a quiet corner and put the car down, and he squatted by the fire, habitually took out the baked cakes and continued to gnaw.

Meng Zhenghui smiled when he opened his eyes and saw it, although he knew in his heart that he could gnaw dry food anytime and anywhere, gnaw a few bites and put it away, and there was no way to gnaw it when it was empty, but he still saw that the young man was hurrying up to gnaw things all the time, and he inevitably felt a little funny.

Like a squirrel.

He suddenly remembered what was in his bag, so he took it out and spread it on his lap, opened it layer by layer, and invited the young man again: "Try this." ”

The young man was a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw the thin skin filling of the dumplings, he was really a little greedy, so he rubbed his hands on his pants with a smile, picked up the edge and pinched one, and as soon as he entered his mouth, his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

Although he was not boasting about himself, Meng Zhenghui still felt a certain pride: "My wife made it." ”

Although she is currently only a fiancée, if Lin Baitang is willing, she will be the only wife in his life.

The young man cherished the dumplings in his mouth and sighed vaguely: "Then she must love you very much." ”

Meng Zhenghui was a little puzzled, but before he could ask, the young man took his finger and made a little weaker: "Look at these dumplings, one by one, definitely not the leftover things from last night, the dumplings that have been on the dinner table, the chopsticks that have passed through people, even if they are not lumpy, they must be rotten and make people have no appetite, but you dumplings." ”

"The white flour is filled with cornmeal and wrapped in a layer of cooked noodles, so this kind of dumpling noodles is hard, although it is difficult to wrap a little, but it is not easy to stick. ”

The young man said, but he was a little lonely: "I think that when my mother was still there, she was the most willing to spend time making this kind of dumpling for me." ”

Where did Meng Zhenghui think that it was just a dumpling, there were so many joint tricks in it, he subconsciously carried a dumpling and sent it to his mouth to taste, sure enough, it tasted different from last night, the dough was obviously much harder than last night, and it was indeed one by one, and there was nothing sticking together.

Meng Zhenghui thought that Lin Baitang would sleep with him after chatting last night, but now that she thinks about it, I'm afraid she got up in the middle of the night and made some dumplings to cook, and I don't know how much work she spent, and how careful she was so as not to wake herself up with those noises.

Meng Zhenghui really didn't expect Lin Baitang to do this for himself, and when he looked at the dumplings in his hand at this time, he felt that it was much more precious.

He has eaten a lot of expensive things, since he can remember, his home is full of rare foreign soda, biscuits, chocolates and so on, what to eat, commanded, the cook in the family will naturally cook, all kinds of novelty things, my father's aunts and wives will also please and send over, he eats too much, he has not much interest in eating.

Now that I think about it, the reason why he has no interest in those things may not be because he is not interested, but simply because there is nothing special about those things, they are simply sent without any thought.

Meng Zhenghui thought about it, and unconsciously took another one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Because of the very well-preserved relationship, although the dumplings are cold, but the size is very complete, a light bite in the mouth, there is a very fresh juice burst out, full of fresh fragrance, and I don't know why, Meng Zhenghui actually ate a little sweet taste from this dumpling.

The empty stomach was filled, and the originally cold limbs gave birth to some strength, and the young man did not know when he left and returned, and came back with two bowls, which were filled with hot noodle soup.

The young man took a bowl of sucking and drinking, and handed the other bowl to Meng Zhenghui: "It's a bit dry to eat dumplings alone, so it's delicious with hot soup." ”

He said, a little embarrassed: "I often work here, and sometimes I also help them run errands and bring some things, so sometimes the food is too dry, and they also give them a bowl of noodle soup when asked, don't worry, it's all clean." ”

How to say it, although Meng Zhenghui didn't say it, but he was somewhat afraid of his life after leaving home, afraid that he would not be able to get news of his father, and he was also afraid of the unknown life.

However, it seems that this is not always the case.

Meng Zhenghui took the soup bowl, took a mouthful of hot soup and a mouthful of dumplings, and in the end, he even cherished a little dumpling skin on the oil paper wrapper, and then refolded the oil paper into the bag.

He first handed the bowl back to the young man, and then took out fifty silver dollars from the box sent by the Bai family and handed it to the young man: "I still have a few places to run, and I will have to bother you later." ”

The young man looked at the silver dollars in his hand and was stupid, subconsciously looked around to see if anyone saw it, and pushed the money back: "It's too much, I can't ask for it." ”

Meng Zhenghui smiled: "I fell in love with you, and after getting along for a long time, I also think that you are smart and clever, it is a pity that this strength is used to pull a car, this money is borrowed from you, you can use it to do some small business at will, or buy some land to cultivate by yourself, it is better than renting a car every day to pull people and just make a chew." ”

At this point, the young man no longer shirked, carefully put the silver dollar into his pocket, and bowed to Meng Zhenghui seriously.

In the following time, Meng Zhenghui visited several families who owed him money before, with ridicule and sarcasm, but for Meng Zhenghui, who had experienced the Bai family affairs, it was nothing.

When the blood is hot, there is nothing to fear.