Chapter 002: Heaven Doesn't Fulfill People's Wishes
After the train arrived at Pujiang Station, Cheng Feng returned to his original seat. Chong Xiaowei smiled, took the trolley box from the luggage rack, and prepared to leave quickly.
Condescendingly, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the edge of the white hood on Xiaowei's chest, as well as the shallow cleavage in the middle, but it was also extremely tender and attractive, although Cheng Feng was born with no interest in this kind of quiet girl, but the physiological reaction was still inevitable, and suddenly a certain part of the body felt uncomfortable.
Depend on! Lao Tzu is not wearing jeans today! Estimating that his little brother was about to leave the anger, Cheng Feng hurriedly pulled up the box and fled from the car.
Caught in the surging flow of people, after leaving the station, Cheng Feng looked at his watch, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Taking off the headphones and standing on the streets of Pujiang City with bright lights at night, Cheng Feng sighed deeply, exuding a feeling of being separated from the world......
Since he was not admitted to the ideal university at the age of 18, he went to join the army, and after a boring and monotonous six-year special forces career, Cheng Feng was used to seeing and participated in some actions that were not humane. Despite their belief in bravery and loyalty, blood and carnage are forever a nightmare.
Before the end of his military service, he received a letter from his younger brother, who was studying in college, and learned that his father had been hiding from him the fact that the family's economy had been deteriorating since his illness. Therefore, Cheng Feng resolutely gave up the opportunity to stay in the team and be promoted to an officer, and was introduced by a veteran who was a year earlier and went to Hong Kong Island to be a bodyguard for a wealthy man.
But I didn't expect that this rich man who was slamming the door had too unbearable history, and there were so many enemies. Cheng Feng worked tirelessly and worked hard for him for more than a year, and in the end, he only received a total of 600,000 yuan including wages and bonuses.
Although this is not bad in the bodyguard industry, this income is really nothing compared to Cheng Feng's efforts.
God made a joke, and now the rich man has testicular cancer, which is at an advanced stage. Knowing that time was running out, this real-life version of Grandet actually dismissed all the bodyguards around him!
He wanted to continue to keep Cheng Feng as a bodyguard for her daughter, but his daughter was too fat and ugly, and he liked to explode. Milk black. Stockings. So much so that it seriously affected Cheng Feng's appetite. So he made an excuse and fled back to the mainland.
I was afraid that my family would worry about where the money would come from, so after sending some money piecemeal, I still have less than 500,000 yuan on hand.
Cheng Feng had already planned to use what he had learned to open a private detective office after returning to Pujiang - it was still very promising to pat the officials and rich people to support their mistresses and second wives, and to check the rich women to support the second master's little white face.
It's just that after he walked into the house, he felt that his flawless plan was about to come to naught......
"You didn't say it sooner! Do you just watch my dad lying in bed waiting to die! β
Cheng Feng roared at his mother, his red and swollen eyes revealing anger at ignorance.
My father, who owned a grocery wholesale store, had a few pots of wine with people after closing the store, and when he got high, he chatted until midnight. Years of excessive drinking have led to extensive necrosis of his liver, so much so that he can barely get off the ground.
"Son! Fifty percent of the liver is necrosis! At least more than 1 million yuan of transplant and post-treatment costs, our family is not enough to smash the pot and sell iron! The mother wiped away her tears and was heartbroken.
"Are all those relatives dead? Are the uncles, uncles, aunts, and uncles all dead! Cheng Feng roared even more fiercely, and his eyes glowed with terrifying blood.
The mother silently wiped the tears on her face, but she couldn't answer the reason.
The father on the bed struggled to get up, and after coughing violently, he said: "Xiaofeng, I can't complain about them, our family just borrowed it, so what year and month will it have to be repaid!" Besides, even if I can be cured of this disease, it is difficult to say that I can only live for three and a half years longer, so we don't need to spend this money......"
Cheng Feng was almost laughed at angrily: "You're old and confused, aren't you?" Don't talk about borrowing, they have to send it! Uncle was cheated of hundreds of thousands of dollars back then, and the car repair shop was facing bankruptcy, didn't you scrape together more than 100,000 yuan to tide him over the difficulties? ! The second uncle was deceived into passing on the biography. Pin, didn't you go through a lot of hard work to get him back, so he had the opportunity to open the current hotel after asking his aunt? And the second aunt ......"
"Alright, don't say it! cough cough cough cough ......" The father interrupted Cheng Feng with a painful expression, "They all have their own difficulties, I don't blame anyone!" Don't say any more! cough cough cough ......"
couldn't bear to see his father's pain, so Cheng Feng had no choice but to swallow back most of the last half of the words. The anger in my heart can't be eliminated, and I can't wait to smash some things that are readily available around me to vent my anger.
In the end, reason still prevailed over impulse, and Cheng Feng thought that the most urgent thing now was to send his father to the best hospital in Pujiang, and it was better to receive treatment there than to lie here.
I will try to find some money and try to get my father to have a transplant when there is a source of transplantation.
"There are a little more than 480,000 in this card, and the password is my brother's birthday. Mom, you take it first, and I'll figure out the rest! Cheng Feng took out a bank card from his body and handed it to his mother.
The parents were stunned for a moment, they couldn't imagine how their son could save so much money in the army. The mother cautiously asked in a trembling voice: "Son, why do you have so much money when you go to be a soldier!" Something bad must have been done, right? β
Cheng Feng took a deep breath, and after letting his expression soften, he half-confessed and half-lied: "I was discharged from the army at the end of the year before last. An old comrade-in-arms with a background opened a shooting gallery in Kyoto, and he contributed equipment and I contributed to it, and the business was not bad. Don't worry, how could I do something illegal! I'll figure out a way in the next few days to see if I can go to him and borrow five or six hundred thousand yuan to come back first. β
When the father heard his son's words, he was a little anxious: "Son, will you be too embarrassed by others?" Five or six hundred thousand! It's not a small amount. Our family still has a deposit of 100,000 yuan, and it can be worth 100,000 yuan if we sell this store, I think we will sell our ancestral house again......"
"Dad, you can rest first! Don't worry so much, I'll figure it out! Cheng Feng didn't let his father continue, and if he listened to it again, he estimated that he would vomit blood and die first.
I've been honest all my life, and now I'm lying in bed with this crippled body, and I still think about others everywhere and all the time. Sometimes Cheng Feng wonders if he is the relatives of these two old people, and the genes passed down are too outrageous, right?
Cheng Feng was a little upset, so he said goodbye to his parents and went out.
It was midnight and the night breeze was a little cold.
Walking on the Bund Avenue by the river, Cheng Feng, who was smoking a cigarette with the night breeze, was also cold at the moment, and he couldn't help sighing at the heat of the world, and the sadness in his heart was even worse.
At least 500,000 short! Where do you go to fix all this money?
Sitting on the long stone bench by the river, Cheng Feng held his head and meditated, but he didn't have a clue.
In the past six or seven years, due to his special status, he has almost cut off contact with all his classmates, do you let yourself be cheeky to ask them one by one to borrow? But his relatives are so indifferent, will those old classmates have different results?
Cheng Feng was a little hesitant, he was afraid of rejection, because he always liked to do things that he was sure of.
Whewββ
As if he had eyes, a light wind blew a newspaper that was constantly flipped on the ground to Cheng Feng's heels. He subconsciously stepped on it, habitually sweeping it towards the dense font on it......
Well? Recruit bodyguards?
In the cracks of the newspaper, there was an advertisement: hire a bodyguard with a high salary, have good facial features, be strong, and be more than 1.75 meters tall. Contact number: 138xxxxxxxx
Falling into the word "high salary", Cheng Feng suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. Why didn't I think of being a bodyguard again! Perhaps, as long as he finds a rich master, Cheng Feng is confident that he can be admitted immediately and pay the honorarium in advance.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth began to rise, and he hurriedly dialed the number.
"Huh? yes, yes! I'm recruiting bodyguards here, are you still here so late? Wait a minute, I'll call you back later, see if my friend needs ...... tonight" A magnetic middle-aged male voice came from the phone.
After putting down the phone, Cheng Feng was a little confused: What is the situation? Bodyguards still talk about night calculations? What do you mean by need tonight?