At dinnertime, Song Deyu said a little ashamedly: "Mr. Lin, I really don't want to go, I can't go in and out these days, and I don't have much money to buy some good food." ”

Lin Feng looked at the food on the table, although it was bland, but the chicken, duck and fish were also complete, and this meal should exceed the upper limit of the family's daily expenses.

Lin Feng picked up the bowl of gruel and took a sip, his face was slightly surprised, seeing Lin Feng's expression, Song Xin asked a little worriedly, "Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Feng held the gruel and asked, "Who made this?"

"I did it, Brother Lin, is it unpalatable, I'll go change a bowl of millet porridge for you." Song Xin stood up a little panicked, and was about to pick up Lin Feng's rice bowl, her hand had just touched Lin Feng's rice bowl, and Lin Feng had already held it down.

Feeling the fiery temperature of Lin Feng's palm, Song Xin's heart couldn't help but thump, and her body almost lost its strength.

Lin Feng didn't realize this problem, he praised: "The taste of this bowl of gruel is really good, Uncle Song, what are you selling in your stall?"

"Steamed buns and millet porridge. Song Deyu replied truthfully.

Lin Feng took the bowl of gruel and asked, "Don't have this?"

Song Deyu smiled honestly and said: "This gruel is something we only eat in the countryside for the New Year, using more than ten kinds of raw materials, such as emperor beans, ginkgo seeds, lotus seeds, red dates, lilies, etc., the cost is too high, how can anyone spend this money to drink porridge." ”

Lin Feng asked again: "What is the cost price of a bowl?" ”

Song Deyu calculated and said: "At least eight yuan a bowl, if you use good ingredients, it will cost about thirteen yuan a bowl." ”

Lin Feng said excitedly: "Who said that no one drinks? As long as you make a slight adjustment, even if you sell a bowl for 100 yuan, it will still be in the market! Join the chain, go public in three years, and there will be no more problems!"

"Mr. Lin Linlin, don't make fun of us. Song Deyu smiled wryly.

Lin Feng is now a poor and white lord, he came to Zhonghai with a total of two thousand yuan, and was half collected by the evil Zhonghai Shen family, deducting the high-speed rail fee, there are almost no two dollars left, otherwise he would not be cheeky to borrow here.

Lin Feng is also in the mood to eat, he is now thinking about money, Song Deyu and they are completely holding Jinshan without knowing it.

Lin Feng put down the gruel and said very seriously: "Uncle Song, do you dare to fight?"

Song Deyu saw that Lin Feng was very serious, and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Lin, just say it, you saved my life, and I will do whatever you say." ”

Lin Feng was still a little speechless, and finally he was ruthless and said, "I want you to sell your house and take out a mortgage and open a larger porridge shop." ”

"What?" Song Deyu and Song Xin's faces suddenly changed.

Lin Feng also knew that they just met in Pingshui, and when he opened his mouth, he asked the family to take the house as a mortgage, and if he was an ordinary person, he would have thrown him out a long time ago.

Song Deyu hesitated for a while, looked at Song Xin, and said, "My house was originally intended to be left to Song Xin and their sister and brother, if Song Xin's sister and brother agree, then I have no opinion." ”

Song Xin pursed her lips and said, "I believe in Brother Lin's personality. ”

Song Deyu and Song Xin both agreed, and now they are waiting for Song Xin's younger brother to come back.

Until more than eight o'clock, Song Xin's younger brother still did not come back, Song Deyu and Song Xin were a little worried, and just when the three of them were about to go out to find it, there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door, there stood a young man with a bruised face, the young man was very stocky, about sixteen or seventeen years old, only half a head shorter than Lin Feng, and about one meter seven, he was wearing a tattered school uniform, and a few footprints could still be seen on his body.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Xin felt sorry for her younger brother, and hurriedly pulled Song Jie into the house, her face full of distress and concern.

Song Jie smiled and said, "Sister, I'm fine." ”

Song Deyu's face was heavy and scary, but it was not easy to attack in front of Lin Feng, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You went to fight with people again?!"

Song Jie shrank his neck in fright, and said hesitantly: "It's because they bully people too much, they always bully our people, Dad, I don't want to go to school anymore." ”

"You dare!? See that I don't break your legs!" Song Deyu finally couldn't help it and was furious.

Song Jie looked at Song Deyu stubbornly, the cowardice on his face gradually disappeared, and he shouted loudly: "I just don't go to school anymore, I'm not the material for school at all! My sister doesn't go to school but I go to school, I feel uncomfortable! It is said in the book, heroes don't ask where they come from! Liu Bang is a street watcher, Qin Hui is a pig killer, not much better than me, I don't believe that if I don't go to school, there will be no way out!"

After Song Jie finished speaking, he turned around and rushed outside and disappeared into the corridor.

Song Deyu was so angry that he trembled, and as soon as Song Xin wanted to chase him out, he was stopped by Lin Feng, and Lin Feng said: "It's better for me to go, there are some things that you can't say." ”

Song Xin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded lightly.

Lin Feng chased him all the way to the alley outside, and saw Song Jie curled up under a dim street lamp, burying his head in the crook of his leg and sobbing.

Lin Feng lit a cigarette, walked to Song Jie's side, and said with a smile: "Heroes don't shed tears. ”

Song Jie raised his head, looked at Lin Feng, and said suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"My name is Lin Feng, you can treat me as a lobbyist sent by your sister. Lin Feng smiled very calmly, to be honest, he liked Song Jie very much, Lin Feng paid attention to the relationship between one side, he felt that this child would be promising from the moment he saw Song Jie.

Whether a child has a future or not, it is not the academic performance that is seen, but a heart, Song Jie, a child with an unyielding heart, as the saying goes, the sky pays off, as long as this person has a heart, even if he doesn't know a word, he can still dominate.

It is not easy to meet a child with a heart, Lin Feng has been walking the rivers and lakes for thirteen years, and he feels that most children have grown up like puppets according to their parents' wishes.

Song Jie's expression was a little lonely, and he said softly: "I'm sorry for my sister, and I'm sorry for my father." ”

Lin Feng didn't speak, and listened quietly.

Song Jie continued: "My dad is critically ill, my sister kowtows everywhere to seek medical treatment, I have seen these with my own eyes, they think I am a child, hide everything from me, half a month ago, the school asked me to pay the tuition fee for the first semester of next year, 13,000 yuan, I don't want to see my sister set up a stall in vain, I don't want to see my father tighten his belt and live." ”

"You've dropped out of school?" Lin Feng guessed the result at once.

Song Jie nodded and buried his head lower.

Lin Feng admired Song Jie's courage very much, this family is really too similar, but this kind of family often lives at the bottom of Huaxia because they are too honest.

Lin Feng looked at Song Jie and said softly, "How did you get this injury?"

Song Jie said softly: "I'm fighting for territory with people, after I dropped out of school, I mixed up on the streets, I don't know anything, I will fight, and I can't get used to those people outside bullying our people on this street." ”

Under Song Jie's explanation, Lin Feng understood a general idea.

Zhonghai South District is the most chaotic area in Zhonghai City, and it is also the area with the largest foreign population, and every neighborhood in Zhonghai South District has a gang of idle gangsters wandering, extortion, and doing all kinds of evil.

Song Jie has liked to dance with knives and guns since he was a child, plus he has been doing manual work since he was a child, and his strength is greater than that of adults, after dropping out of school, he found the gangster leader close to their community, and beat the other five people alone, beating all the other party down, and became the head of the street.

Lin Feng squatted down, handed Song Jie a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Do you feel guilty?"

Song Jie nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I've felt guilty, but now I've figured it out, I have my life, as long as I don't burden my family." ”

Lin Feng spit out a smoke ring and said, "I have seen many people who have chosen the same as you, some of them are high above and have become the overlords of a city, and some of them have spent their entire lives in prison in less than three years. ”

Lin Feng looked at Song Jie and said after thinking about it: "You are already an adult, you have your own ideas and choices, I will give you three days to think about it, if you decide, then I will definitely support your ideas, and I will also let your father and sister support you." ”

"Really?" Song Jie's eyes lit up.

"Really!" Lin Feng nodded, if he were someone else, he would definitely do his best to stop Song Jie, but Lin Feng was different, he had seen too many people rise in the past thirteen years, and almost more than seventy percent of the successful people were the same choice as Song Jie at the beginning.

How can a poor and white person rise rapidly? That is, recruit more people like him, and everyone will work together to fight out with one punch, and if they encounter mountains and mountains, and fill rivers and rivers, as long as they have good intentions, there is actually no difference between the 'black' social organizations formed by the common people and the social organizations organized by the government.

In a slightly more foreign word, this is called gathering momentum.

Lin Feng is confident that he can help Song Jie rise step by step, at least not let Song Jie's power develop into an underworld that everyone fights.

Lin Feng took Song Jie home, Song Deyu's anger also disappeared by half, he said with a straight face: "Eat something, see what you can get!"

Song Jie didn't dare to look at his father, so he quickly lowered his head and began to eat.

After eating for a while, Song Deyu said: "Xiaojie, there is something for you to decide, I plan to use the house mortgage to open a porridge shop, do you agree?"

Song Jie stuffed the rice and said with a sincere smile: "Dad, the house is yours, it has nothing to do with me, just give my sister as a dowry, I am a man, I want to earn food with my own hands." ”

Lin Feng gave Song Jie a thumbs up in his heart, if this kid can't become a big thing in the future, Lin Feng is willing to eat.

The family of three all agreed, and the next day, Song Deyu took the real estate certificate to apply for a mortgage, perhaps because Zhonghai's house was too valuable, and in less than three days, the bank's loan had been approved, totaling 800,000 yuan.

It was the first time for Song Deyu to see so much money, and looking at the strings of zeros on the passbook, Song Deyu's hands couldn't help but tremble.

While waiting for the appropriation, Lin Feng and the three of them also searched outside for three days, and they determined a decent shop, which had two floors above and below, which was originally a high-end tea club, and later closed down due to poor management.

The annual rent of this club is as high as 700,000 yuan, fortunately, its decoration style is exactly the same as Lin Feng's requirements, high-end atmosphere and grade, all mahogany furniture, the first floor is the lobby, there are 100 tea seats, and the second floor is ten private rooms, the style is very elegant.

Song Deyu had never entered such a high-end club in his life, he didn't even know which leg he had stepped on, and Song Xin was the same, just supporting Song Deyu beside him, like a frightened little white rabbit.

The owner of the club is obviously very rich, and he put on the posture of a rich man, and Song Deyu, who was persecuted, did not dare to raise his head. On the contrary, Lin Feng didn't pay attention to the momentum of the owner of this club, how to bargain, how to bargain, and forcibly cut the rent by 50,000.

After signing the contract, this club is in hand.

Looking at the exquisite porcelain and mahogany furniture around him, Song Deyu felt like he was living in a dream, and if he had put it before, he really thought he was crazy.