Zhang was afraid to push the cart down the sidewalk, and the dragon boy followed very closely: "I have a car, send you, send you, send you?" The cheap tone was simply provocative.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't hear it, so he rode home.

But after a while, he heard the sound of the horn, and when he turned his head to look, Long Boy drove a convertible sports car and squeezed his eyes at him: "Old comrade, where are you going?" There were three cars behind him.

Zhang was afraid to call the fat man: "Find someone to check Kowloon Real Estate." ”

The fat man said that he was investigating, you wait a while.

The so-called investigation is to ask someone to ask, ask one by one, and only after half an hour will the news come back.

Long Xiaole, 21 years old, the prince of Kowloon Real Estate, a member of the provincial billiard team, is a snooker player, studied in the UK, and played with Ding Champion.

This sentence is enough, no need to look at the photos, no need to ask about the situation in detail, this guy on the side is definitely Long Xiaole.

I can't afford to mess with you, I'm afraid to concentrate on riding. It takes more than half an hour to ride a bicycle from the front of the station to Xingli, and then stay up for a while to finally get home. It's just that Long Xiaole actually followed all the way.

Not only did he come by himself, but the three cars behind him also drove in, and the men and women who were in the billiards city just now all came.

Zhang was afraid to get out of the car, so he stopped and looked back, Long Xiaole got out of the car and said: "What are you running, is it interesting?"

Zhang was afraid and said, "If your father wasn't for Long Jianjun, I would have beaten you to death." ”

Long Xiaole's face changed: "What are you bragging, one-on-one, dare?"

Zhang Wei shook his head: "I really don't dare." "Pick up the suitcase and go into the house.

Long Xiaole shouted, "Stop." ”

Zhang Wei turned around and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you sell books? I'll buy them, I'll buy a hundred copies and send them to my house. Long Xiaole asked: "Do you know the address?" ”

"Not responsible for delivery. Zhang said fearfully.

"No delivery?" Long Xiaole asked, "Will a thousand copies be delivered?"

"I don't send it. Zhang was very resolute in replying.

"What about 10,000 copies?" Long Xiaole continued to increase.

Zhang was afraid and said, "Can you be more mature? Think you are acting in a TV series?" turned around and went upstairs again.

There were four luxury cars parked in their row, attracting people's attention. The turtle came out of the alley inside, and when he saw Zhang Wei turn around, he hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing?"

Zhang was afraid to stop and said that it was okay.

Long Xiaole asked again: "10,000 copies, will you sell them?"

"You're crazy, aren't you? Take 200,000 to get angry? Zhang was afraid to say: "Frankly tell you, it's not that I don't want to make this money, it's that I don't have 10,000 books." ”

"You have as many copies as you want. ”

"No delivery. ”

"You don't need to send it, just take the book out. ”

Zhang was afraid to put down the box: "I really can't help it." ”

Seeing that Long Xiaole was so arrogant, followed by a bunch of girls, the turtle came over and asked Zhang Wei: "Who is this person?"

Zhang Wei shook his head, pointed at Long Xiaole and said, "Heads-up." ”

Before Long Xiaole could speak, the goat stepped up: "I'll fight with you." ”

The turtle hesitated and said, "Come on, I'll fight with you." ”

Ma Ping stepped forward: "Don't fight here, the stadium is heads-up, no matter how many people go, fight one-on-one, do you dare?"

Zhang was afraid to look down at the box: "Forget it, it's boring." "Pick up the box and leave again.

Long Xiaole shouted: "Heads-up." ”

Zhang was afraid that he didn't hear it, so he walked up the stairs step by step, opened the door and entered the house.

Putting down the box, falling into bed, I heard laughter outside, thought about it, got up and walked to the window to look down.

Long Xiaole was burning the book, burning the "Strange Kitchen" that he took from him, tearing open the pages and burning them very slowly, and some girls pretended to come over to roast the fire.

Zhang Wei sighed lightly, opened the door and went out, walked to the opposite side of Long Xiaole and stopped: "Come, heads-up." ”

Long Xiaole ignored him and continued to concentrate on burning books and playing.

Zhang was afraid and said, "Don't dare?"

Long Xiaole said: "A poor bastard, what identity do you have to fight with me?"

Ma Ping said, "Do you want to fight alone?" ”

The turtle scolded: "Grass, what kind of big-tailed wolf is there?"

Long Xiaole glanced at the turtle, threw the half-torn book to the ground, took out a hundred yuan from his pocket, and also threw it to the ground: "Your book money." Said to Ma Ping: "Let's go, don't be angry with the three deflated." "Open the door, get in the car, and leave with a bang.

The turtle asked Zhang, "Why did you offend them?"

Zhang was afraid and said, "It's not me, it's a fat man." ”

"Where's the fat man?" the turtle looked left and right.

Zhang Wei sighed, squatted down and picked up the book that was half torn and half burned, as well as the hundred yuan, and wondered in his heart: When will I have money?

After another ten minutes, the fat man came back and went upstairs directly into the house: "How is it?"

The turtle sat in the house playing with his mobile phone, looked up and asked, "Four cars came to find trouble, two sports cars, two big runs, you stole people's money?"

The fat man scolded the grass and asked Zhang if he was afraid of suffering?

Zhang was afraid of shaking a hundred yuan: "Rich people are arrogant, buy a book for a hundred yuan, and burn it." ”

The fat man sat on the bed and made a call on his mobile phone.

Zhang Wei asked, "Long Jianjun went out in happiness?"

The turtle asked, "Why do you ask him?"

The fat man explained: "The night before, I his son. ”

The turtle smiled: "You cow, no one dares to offend." Then he asked, "What now?"

"The devil knows what to do. The fat man said a few words to the phone, hung up and said to Zhang Wei: "There are three cattle people who go out in happiness, and Long Jianjun is the best one." ”

Zhang was curious: "Who are the other two?"

"Boss He is in prison, and no one knows where the other is. The turtle replied first.

Why did the fat man return his mobile phone immediately when he heard the name of Kowloon Real Estate, because Long Jianjun went out of happiness.

Kowloon Real Estate, Long Jianjun's nine brothers broke into the rivers and lakes, and after more than ten years, the dead, the disabled, and the able-bodied all went to prison. Long Jianjun was convicted of homicide and was released indefinitely, and he was only released for six years.

After coming out, it was amazing, the more mixed up the more cowhide, the richer and richer, many gangsters in happiness took Long Jianjun as an example, and there were also fat people.

Zhang Wei said: "I really want to beat Long Xiaole." ”

"Pull it down, Long Jianjun and the mayor are on an equal footing, have you eaten too much and offended him?" said the fat man.

This sentence does not mean that Long Jianjun is rich, but that there is someone behind him, and the person behind him has risen to a very high position.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't answer immediately, and asked the fat man after a while: "Are you still going to the game?"

"How can you compare it to a fart?" the fat man scolded and said, "Drink and go." ”

Zhang was afraid not to go: "I have to work." ”

"Work again. The fat man said angrily: "Lao Tzu is convinced, one day, you will die alive." "Leave with the turtle.

Zhang was afraid to continue making up stories, so he didn't even eat lunch, and wrote in one go until the evening. At this time, I received a call from Wang Baihe, saying that she would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow afternoon, and asked if he could help with the discharge.

Zhang was afraid to agree to come down, upload the coded article, and then lie in a daze.

I moved to happiness for four years, wrote stories for five years, slipped away a lot of time, and never achieved anything. The youngest and best years are spent dreaming, but dreams have never been realized.

The price of dreaming is that there is no object and no money, and it is so hard to see the direction of the road ahead.

Pondering for a moment, he got up and turned on the light and looked around the room.

That's what you've worked so hard for......

The two girls in the next room are the song hall misses, the last time they drank at the intersection, they were four girls together, and a small girl with big eyes drank too much, patted her chest and said: "I came to the provincial capital with twenty yuan, and now I have everything, TV, refrigerator, washing machine, computer, all I spelled out." ”

She is bragging, because she has no house or car, even if she has a lot of clothes and appliances, she has to throw away some as soon as she moves. And these things were exchanged for her body.

Hearing this sentence at the time, Zhang was a little disapproving, but now that he thinks about it, he is not as good as others, at least they have a lot of electrical appliances and a lot of clothes, but what about themselves?

Lifting the sheets, under the bed is a neat brown paper bag, which contains the first volume of "Strange Kitchen". At the beginning, 1,000 copies were printed in 16,000 copies, and more than 900 copies are still sold today. This is a heavy dream of more than 900 books.

Under the bed is a part, and many more are placed in the warehouse of the fat man's house.

Squatting down to look at his dreams wrapped in brown paper, he looked at it for a while, and wrote the name of a person on the ground with his index finger, the name of a girl.

The phone rang suddenly, I got up to look for the phone, and after answering, I asked, "Who?" ”

"Your grandfather Long. Long Xiaole said, "Come out and look for you to drink." ”

"Are you sick?" replied Zhang.

"Big Tiger barbecue, don't you dare to come?" Long Xiaole said.

"Okay, you wait. Zhang was afraid to hang up the phone and go out, pedaling his bicycle to the barbecue restaurant.

rushed over angrily, but saw that the three men and five women he saw during the day were sitting with the fat man and the turtle......

Zhang was afraid to go over and sit down: "I'm here." The voice was cold.

Long Xiaole glanced at him, poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Zhang Wei: "This glass of wine is not a loss for me." "Pick up your glass again and drain it in one gulp.

Zhang was afraid of cold face and didn't move.

The fat man persuaded, "Drink." ”

Zhang was afraid that he didn't move the cup and asked what was going on.

Long Xiaole said: "One yard is one yard, you are a bastard and a bastard, but, I admire people who have dreams and work hard to chase them, it's not right for me to burn books during the day, I don't know if you wrote it, and I'll be fined another drink." With that, he drained another glass.

Zhang was afraid to think about it, said that it was nothing, drank the beer in front of him, got up and said, "Let's go." "Push the bike away.

I didn't want to go home, so I pedaled my bicycle to the south, then turned west, where there was a nationally famous conservatory, stopped at the school gate, watched the young men and women come and go, watched for a while, and rode back.

How many dreams can a person have?

In the night road, Zhang was afraid to sing loudly, singing the hissing roar that retained in Zài's memory.

When I returned to the intersection of Xingfuli, I saw that several cars were gone at the door of the barbecue restaurant, and I turned around to see that the fat man and the turtle were still there, and the sixth son and Lao Meng also came, so they continued to drink together.

Zhang was afraid to go over and ask: "Why are you messing with Long Xiaole?"

"He came to get his mobile phone, we came to dinner, we happened to bump into each other, and they quarreled, and I said that you shouldn't burn books, that's what you wrote, and you write every day, it's very hard, and then he stopped arguing and said that he wanted to invite you to drink. The fat man replied simply.

Zhang was afraid and hurriedly said: "It's not hard! It's not hard at all! Don't spread rumors for me!"