You're also living on government bailouts, but it seems like you've been canceled because of alcoholism and gambling. How are you going to give her a book, and are you going to rely on this shabby shop?"

"......" Zhijiang didn't speak, only lowered his head and looked at the ground, and after a while he began to cry, choking and choking in his cry, "A total of 300,000... I owe him 300,000 ......"

The man put 300,000 yen in Su Meng's hand, but Su Meng didn't want to take this inexplicable money. The man snorted, and impatiently shoved the money into his arms,

"I will pay the debt she owes for her as of today, and I will not ask you for the next account. I'll take her with me, and I'll be back in a few days, and you, an old neighbor, can continue to visit her. ”

Unexpectedly, the first account I received today was actually Zhijiang's, who had not repaid the debt. Uncle Cai was also a little surprised when he looked at the new envelope, and hurriedly asked,

"Did the people from Tokyo find her? Did they hit Zhijiang, did they hurt her?"

“...... No, I asked about Zhi's ** daughter and took her away. ”

"Why didn't you pick up ?!? people away?" Uncle Cai's anxious question was also out of logic.

"I wonder what's going on, they're gangsters. Su Meng said.

"Everybody, we can always talk. ”

“...... You're a gangster, too, and you're an old man who dozes off while watching morning dramas......"

Su Meng rolled her eyes and complained in a low voice, Uncle Cai is thin and thin, but he is still in good spirits, and he is more like a gangster than the gangsters.

The man just now was very handsome without speaking, but the fierceness of the eyebrows made Su Meng a little scared. He is also an ordinary person in the end, the only gangsters he has ever seen in a place like Zhonghua Street are people like Uncle Cai, and the farthest place he has ever been to is probably Kanagawa, or he went to buy goods with Uncle Cai, and he has never been to Tokyo, he has heard Zhijiang get drunk and talk. Tokyo is described by her as a hell of a demon cave, full of evildoers and deceptions. Su Meng was talking crazy when she was talking and didn't pay much attention to it. Zhijiang was not interested in seeing him, and deliberately said mysteriously,

"I've been learning feng shui fortune telling with a psychic medium recently! Xiao Su, you're definitely going to Tokyo in the future! And it's on your own initiative!"

"Listen to your nonsense again... The person who taught you fortune-telling, I saw her go to someone else's fortune-telling the day before yesterday......" Su Meng said as she wiped her glass.

"Well, peers also need to learn from each other. ”

"What is he going to do in Tokyo? He was born and raised in Zhonghua Street, and he will accompany me here for this trip in the future!" said Uncle Cai, a little angry, and the wine glass cracked on the coffee table.

A few days later, Zhijiang was sent back, and it was still the man who accompanied her back. Su Meng happened to be shouted by Uncle Cai that day to send some seafood and rice to Zhijiang. There are too many things, and the weather is hot. Su Meng stumbled down one by one, loosened his hand, and accidentally threw out the seafood that was somewhat freezing, and it was okay to fall to the ground, but half of it was rubbed against the man and Zhijiang before falling to the ground. There was a click, and then there was silence.

"Uh......"

Su Meng looked at the filth on the man's suit, and was a little nervous,

"Gotta dry clean, right?"

"Sorry, this can't be washed. The man said calmly. A few people around the body have been surrounded.

"Apologize! Hey, sit down!"

“...... I'm sorry. Su Meng sincerely apologized, and several other people were still dissatisfied, and the man suddenly laughed, and then turned into laughter, almost unable to straighten his waist. Su Meng thought badly, and said that the dog that bites people doesn't bark, and this guy doesn't bark, but he still laughs, he shouldn't have to pay for his life, right?

"Just throw it away, nothing to say. When the man had finished speaking, he ordered the men around him to pick up all the seafood on the ground and bring it into the house. However, the shop in Zhijiang had stopped charging because of the arrears, and Su Meng went to help her charge the electricity bill, and save the water and natural gas bills before putting everything in the refrigerator.

The man took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of his sofa, only to find that his shirt was also stained with some stains, and then he was a little angry, but he saw that Su Meng was busy and endured it, he suddenly wanted to tease the big boy.

"Boy, my shirt stinks, too. ”

"So... Throw it together, right?"

Su Meng was busy checking the electricity circuit, and then replied. The man was stunned for a moment, and looked at his subordinates, who were also a little surprised. After Su Meng made sure that there was no problem with the route, he opened the general entrance. Turned around and walked out of the guest room, sat on the sofa, and said seriously,

"Na... Your shirt must be expensive and can't be washed, so throw it away, and I won't be able to afford it. But I still grabbed some money, and I should be able to pay back some of it. ”

"What are you doing with the money?" the man asked suddenly.

"Get out of here. Su Meng said seriously. "I want to go home. ”

"Aren't you just at home, where are you going back?" the man was a little stunned.

"When I go back to China, I want to go back. ”

"Then if I make you lose money, it will be too cruel. The man said, "How do you want to go back?

A sentence woke up Su Meng, and Uncle Cai never mentioned this stubble to him. He's still a black household. It's no wonder that Uncle Cai would take him with him on a business trip, firstly, because someone could drive a car, and even if he didn't have a driving license, he wouldn't be able to pass the exam, and secondly, he probably made up for it. The man saw that Su Meng stopped talking, took out his business card and went over,

"If you feel the need, come to Tokyo and find me, and maybe I can help you. ”

"Uh, Song Qingzhi, you are also Chinese?" Su Meng was overjoyed.

"Hmm. The man nodded.

"I'll take it first, I shouldn't mess with you, but thank you first. Su Meng is still a little wary, let's say something nice first, everyone likes good words. The man smiled and saw that Su Meng didn't say anything more, Zhijiang, who had been silent, suddenly coughed, and the man ordered his men to pour her a glass of water.

"Have you changed your clothes and lend me one first, this shirt is too smelly..."Song Qingzhi blushed his nose, and Su Meng remembered that the fishy smell had already penetrated the shirt.

"But... But my clothes are cheap... Doesn't it matter?"

"It's better than the smelly one!

Song Qingzhi said a little impatiently. Su Meng immediately got up and went back to the store to rummage through his locker, many of his clothes were visual T-shirts that looked sinister when chasing debts, and he didn't dare to wear them at all, and some of them were for selling clothes that happened to be like cowherds, and he didn't dare to take them. I finally found a normal Su-colored T-shirt, rolled it up and ran back.

Song Qingzhi took off his shirt, Su Meng took off the T-shirt a little hurriedly, and Song Qingzhi pulled it over and put it on his body, just right.