"What, why is it so expensive?" Zhang Jing didn't go out to play, but he just sang a few songs, and it cost 1,100 dollars to drink two bottles of Budweiser, isn't this a pit man?

"The box is 100, the waiter is 300, the waiter is 500, and the drink is 200, a total of 1100." Steve's voice is smooth and authentic.

"I'll go, what the!" Zhang Jing looked at his wallet, counted out 600 yuan and put it on the table.

"The rest are looking for Zhao Peng, and we are AA system. After speaking, Zhang Jing put away his wallet and walked towards the heavy iron door without looking back.

Steve looked at Zhang Jing's back, and a faint smile suddenly rose at the corner of his mouth, thinking that this time Zhao Peng was probably kicked to the iron plate!

Zhang Jing opened the heavy iron door, walked down the narrow and steep staircase, and walked far away from the building before finally stopping and exhaling deeply. I'm really embarrassed tonight, I knew that Zhao Peng would take him to play with this, so he didn't go! What kind of woman has he never seen, and he needs to run to a place where birds don't?

"I'll go!" Thinking of the $600 that was thrown out for nothing just now, I felt that I had been slaughtered for no reason, and I remembered that Zhao Peng greeted that Steve when he was at the entrance, it seems that this Zhao Peng may be a frequent visitor, and maybe they are partnering to pit themselves!

"Forget it, spend money to avoid disasters, and just be in the manure pit of TM~" Zhang Jing digested himself for a while, stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, his car was still parked in the large parking lot in Flushing, he wanted to go back to drive, and suddenly thought that he had drunk two bottles of beer.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Zhang Jing hesitated for a while whether to drive back or park the car here first. Lin Zitan won't come to the office tomorrow, he has to come over by himself. Thinking of the unfortunate thing that I had caused myself today, in case something went wrong while driving after drinking, I decided to park the car here first and take the subway back by myself.

I don't know which American drama I watched, but in the play, several New Yorkers wanted to know which means of transportation was the fastest and most convenient in New York, so they took a taxi, walked, and took the subway to start a competition, and the winner was by subway. Zhang Jing thought while walking towards the No. 7 subway, in fact, if he went home, it would indeed be more time-saving and trouble-free to take the subway.

At this moment, it was already about 9 o'clock in the evening, and the temperature difference between morning and evening at the end of October was large, and the tweed coat he wore for B felt that it was not warm at all, Zhang Jing unconsciously hugged his arms, eager to retract his head into his stomach, so as to warm himself up.

Crossing a few streets from the parking lot, I finally saw those two subway entrances at the intersection of Roosevelt Avenue and Main Street. Zhang Jing walked a few steps quickly. There are not many people on the street now, but there are still many people walking in a hurry, and most of them are frozen like quails like Zhang Jing, eager to shrink into a ball.

Zhang Jing walked down the stairs at the subway entrance, roared through the vent, and walked towards the subway gate on the lowest floor. The subway gate is brightly lit, and the warm breath is already faintly felt, and it is estimated that there is heating installed here. Zhang Jing took out his subway card, and with a drip~ sound, it didn't pass.

Zhang Jing couldn't remember whether he had money in his card, so he tried to swipe it again.

"Drop~" still hasn't passed, and the prompt seems to be insufficient balance.

Zhang Jing pinched the subway card and turned back, there were two automatic card charging machines next to him, Zhang Jing walked over there, and just after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

In the middle of the two top-up machines, there was a person squatting there in a group, holding his arms in his hands, his head buried deep there, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell who it was, but the shabby black tweed coat on this person's body was the one Zhang Jing had seen on Joseph in the morning and a few days ago, so he stopped in shock.

What shocked Zhang Jing even more was that in front of this person, a line of words was written on a piece of cardboard, and a large Coke cup was placed next to the cardboard. The cardboard read: Homeless, four big words.

Zhang Jing tiptoed closer, and he saw that a lot of change was really lost by passers-by in the huge Coke cup, all of which were two cents and five cents or one cent, a few cents of coins, although it was not much, but it should be enough to go out and eat a steamed bun hot dog or something.

Zhang Jing took out 20 dollar bills from his wallet, mechanically charged his subway card according to the procedure, and before leaving, he looked back at the squatting person, remembering what Lin Zitan said before not arranging a place for Joseph, he wanted to just leave, but after just walking a few steps, he couldn't help but turn around.

"Hey~Joseph!" Zhang Jing screamed tentatively, and suddenly, the crowd quickly raised his head, and the moment he saw Zhang Jing, his cloudy eyes hurriedly lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong and didn't dare to see anyone, and buried his head deeper than just now.

"Ahem~ I've seen you!" Zhang Jing said funny.

"Get up, come with me, you stay in this place, what if it freezes?" Zhang Jing thought to himself, I don't know if this guy has a big life, or if he and Lin Zitan are related to this person, I wonder how long it will take him to take the subway back and pick him up here again. Alas!

Joseph raised his head slightly this time, looked at Zhang Jing in a panic, as if he didn't understand his words, and looked ahead in a daze, as if he was not very awake anymore.

"I said come with me, go to my place for one night, and then find a way to solve your accommodation problem tomorrow. Zhang Jing patiently explained again.

"Oh, no. No need, I... Joseph shook his head embarrassedly, feeling extremely embarrassed to meet Zhang Jing here.

"Okay, don't hesitate, now is not the time to save face, it's so cold outside, even if it's okay here, but if you curl up here overnight, you might get sick, how can you go to work if you're sick?" Zhang Jing persuaded in a bad tone.

Hearing Zhang Jing say this, as if he was afraid of losing his job, Joseph quickly stood up. But maybe it was because he had been squatting for too long, his body couldn't help but shake when he got up, and his foot accidentally kicked the Coke glass in front of him, making a clattering sound, he hurriedly held on to the dirty wall behind him, slowed down, grinned embarrassedly, and raised his hand to scratch the broken hair scattered on his forehead.

"I... Wouldn't it be inconvenient to go with you?" said Joseph, tentatively.

"It's better than squatting here, let's go!" Zhang Jing turned around and walked towards the gate, and when he was about to swipe his card, he stopped again, turned sideways and waited for Joseph to pick up the change and follow.

"You go first!" Zhang Jing said to Joseph, who was still a little shrunken.

"Ahh

Zhang Jing looked at Joseph's stupid appearance, which was no different from a real beggar, and once again doubted whether this person was really a successful businessman as he said!

Zhang Jing took people all the way to the subway twice, and it took about 40 minutes to finally return to the small villa he rented near the school.

When Joseph was brought into the living room, he suddenly remembered that there was only one bedroom in his home.

"I'll go, I forgot, what can I do, I can't let him sleep with me!" But Zhang Jing thought about it, this house has heating, take a blanket from his own, and let Joseph sleep downstairs, it's better than squatting at the subway entrance for a night, so he explained to Joseph, and ran upstairs to take down the summer air-conditioning blanket in the cabinet.

"You'll sleep on the couch tonight! I don't have a bed in my upstairs study. Zhang Jing saw that Joseph was still restrained after entering the door, so he guided him to sit on the sofa.

"Uh, I... Can you take a shower first?" Joseph looked at the snow-white fabric sofa in Zhang Jing's living room, hesitated for a moment, and whispered timidly.

"Bath? Oh, of course, there's a bathroom downstairs, that's, here... Zhang Jing said and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll go get you a change of clothes. With that, Zhang Jing ran upstairs again.