It was more than six o'clock in the morning, and Song Yong got up on time.

The soreness on the waist bar when I woke up was obviously better than yesterday, but it was still a must to put on a rheumatic ointment for the 'horn~'.

At this point in time, Director Zhao of the park management office has not even gotten up yet, and naturally Song Yong can't say that he can go to his office to talk.

Therefore, even if Song Yong was thinking about this matter with all his heart, he had to forcibly calm down.

Once out of the house, he began to trot around the hill in the park.

He understands that at this stage, it is natural that he needs to work hard to give himself a bright future.

But that doesn't stop him from doing so, he also has to keep his body healthy.

It's also very necessary to exercise and exercise more when you have the opportunity.

After running a few laps along the hill, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Song Yong's forehead, but it also made his head dizzy after being drunk last night, and now he is completely sober.

Even the whole person looks a lot more sober.

The great gods who took advantage of the fact that they didn't sleep until late last night when they cultivated immortals are still lying on the stone benches and pavilions and have not gotten up.

Song Yong hurriedly came to the sink outside the toilet, washed himself well, and at the important moment afterward, he went to meet people with the smell of wine and sweat, which was too unsophisticated.

When he was washing, he was naturally watched by other citizens who came in and out, as if they were joking.

Such a playful vision, for Song Yong, who has already exercised a big heart, really can't make any waves rise in his heart.

What's more, he knows that as long as today's things are settled.

It is not easy to reconnect the water and electricity in the simple house, and when the time comes to buy some second-hand furniture, it is not a good day.

So in the end, it all depends on the outcome of this morning's conversation.

As for how likely it is to succeed, Song Yong didn't even dare to think about it, the only thing he could comfort himself was:

Everything you can do is now done, and you have done the best you can, so the rest depends on God's will.

He still believes in God and will not let him fall into the abyss again if he is bent on getting better.

Yes, it will be......

After eating a fairly hearty breakfast outside the park, Song Yong finally couldn't stay up anymore when he wandered around until half past eight.

He walked into the park's management office with a black garbage bag and two new cigarettes in his hand.

At the door of Director Zhao's office, after he knocked on the door lightly, "dang, dang~", Director Zhao's seemingly somewhat lacking voice came from inside: "Come in!"

After pushing open the door and entering, Song Yong could find Director Zhao, who had heavy dark circles under his eyes, sitting behind his desk.

There was a cup of blackened strong tea on the table, steaming, and it was probably intended to be used to lift his spirits.

After discovering that it was Song Yong, Director Zhao yawned heavily before pointing to the sofa in the room and saying:

"It's you, sit down first. ”

After Song Yong heard this, he hurriedly put the black garbage bag in his hand on the table, and then sat down on the sofa in the room.

Director Zhao stretched out his hand first, put away the bag on the table, and put it into the drawer of the desk lightly.

That's when he spoke: "It's not impossible to negotiate if you want to lease the site on the hill behind the park, but in order to explain to the higher-ups, it's not okay for anyone to lease it." ”

Hearing such an answer, Song Yong's heart was 'groaning'.

There is no more humble thought of continuing to tell the other party and letting the other party call himself Ah Yong or Xiao Song casually.

No matter how uneasy and frustrated Song Yong was after hearing the bad news in his mouth, Director Zhao took a sip of strong tea and continued to say to himself:

"I guess what you want to rent is the area of the simple house in the back mountain, where there is a total area of more than 530 square meters, according to the rent of 300 yuan a square meter a year, that is a lot of money. ”

"So, why do you need a person with a passable status in the local area to come forward to sign this lease agreement, I handed it in and said in the past; as for your current status, it is not enough to come forward to rent. ”

When he said this, Director Zhao's face was even full of sneers.

It seems that Song Yong's past as the Great God of Sanhe has been known to him, and the person who told him could there be anyone besides Second Brother Ma.

However, if he spares no effort to practice himself, what good can he do for his second brother?

Looking at Song Yong's face, which instantly became dead and gray, Director Zhao finally said what he had in mind:

"Why don't you look at this, you better go to the pony and ask him to come forward and sign the contract, we are all acquaintances, and I can still find a way to reduce the rent a little. ”

Hearing this, Song Yong didn't know what the problem was.

I was still too naïve, I originally thought that acquaintances would be easy to do, and I didn't even mind taking Sister Amei's man Brother Ma to make a fortune together.

However, he underestimated a little bit of human greed.

And how big Second Brother Ma's appetite can be, you need to ask him in person to know.

Then, Song Yong walked out of the management office in despair, sat on the edge of the flower bed and smoked a cigarette, only to calm down his mood a little.

At this time, he dialed Second Brother Ma's phone.

After waiting for more than 30 seconds, the phone was connected, and Song Yong opened his mouth to ask: "Where are you, I want to talk to you."

The second brother on the other end of the phone first yawned a lot.

Then, it was Second Brother Ma's voice that sounded: "You know where the security team is, right? If you come over in another hour, I will be waiting for you there." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Yong didn't say anything.

He just sat in the flower bed and smoked silently.

The scorching summer sun in the deep city has been exposed to him in the process, but even so, it can't make the gloomy and cold mood in his heart, even a little better.

He just wants to live well, live like a person, and then start a small business, but why is it so difficult?

In this way, when most of the packs of cigarettes in his pocket were almost exhausted, the time agreed between Song Yong and Second Brother Ma was almost up.

Song Yong stood up with numbness all over his body, and walked in the direction of the security team.

In the past, a place like the security team was a place that the gods of Sanhe instinctively rejected to go, and he would even rather take a detour than pass by the gate.

But at this moment, Song Yong no longer had such concerns in his heart.

It's just a village-level security team, and now Song Yong, who is holding back a fire in his heart, dares to break through the tiger's den in Longtan.

By now, he felt that he had nothing left to lose.

It's just that after taking a few steps, Song Yong turned around and walked back.

The ground by the flower bed behind him was now full of cigarette butts, and squatting on the ground, Song Yong still picked up all the cigarette butts and threw them into the trash.

Because he told himself that if he didn't wait for the talks, how difficult it would be in the future, and what would happen to him, he would have to live like a human being......