Chapter 48: The Bad Gambler
"I forgot to ask Mr. Zhao if he was going to get off the phone!" Kim Myung-cheol blamed himself fiercely.
Bai Haijun thought for a while, "Brother Jin, I can find out Mr. Zhao's address." ”
"Bai Haijun, you still have to think about how to face the boss's roar tomorrow." Mei Jun shouted coldly.
Kim Myung-cheol left without raising his head.
The white navy made a bitter face and immediately became a bitter gourd in the shape of a human.
Zhu Zhijun was puzzled, "Zhiqiang, you won't look for me when you come back, tsk, and ah, why do you still drive this broken car after making a fortune, more than 10 million, at least change to a modern coupe, this, this is too classless!" ”
He couldn't sit comfortably, and suddenly remembered, "Zhiqiang, you won't really become the gambling king, you won the 10 million just now?" ”
Zhao Zhiqiang listened to Zhu Zhijun's words while driving the car, and did not answer.
Zhu Zhijun still scratched a little when he thought about it, "Hehe, boss, why don't we go to the sea world?" There is also an underground gambling game there, although it is smaller than this, but there are still hundreds of thousands of rounds, look at the time before dawn, and you can play during the day, he is also a whole day field. ”
With 300,000 burns in his hand, he sat there and jumped up and down, restless.
Zhao Zhiqiang glanced at him, and said, "Xiaojun, okay, don't you have a long memory of the loss?" If Zhao Tiejun hadn't seen your bad gambling habits, how could he trap you? ”
"I'm not suitable, hehe, you're suitable. That decay ......"
"If you listen to me, quit gambling from now on! Your unstable mind is not suitable for gambling at all, after you quit gambling, I guarantee that you will live a thousand times better, ten thousand times better than now! ”
"Hehe, Brother Qiang, if you can pass on my gambling skills, I will definitely be able to live that good life."
Zhao Zhiqiang shook his head speechlessly, how did this guy become a bad gambler?
originally planned to leave some money for his family, but then Zhao Zhiqiang thought about it and didn't keep it, and handed Zhu Zhijun's 300,000 yuan to Zhu Zhiqing personally, "Big brother, this money, even if this guy jumps off the building and lies on the railway, don't give it to him!" ”
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Zhu Zhijun's changes made Zhao Zhiqiang not believe that this kid would leave on the front foot, and then gamble on the back foot. Leaving the Zhu family, Zhao Zhiqiang actually remembered that he didn't even know the place of the house that Gu Quanyou lent him to live in.
Zhu Zhiqing believed Zhao Zhiqiang, but he didn't know where the money came from, and asked his younger brother, but his younger brother didn't say, Zhu Zhijun was full of thoughts about how to learn gambling skills from Brother Qiang that he could earn 10 million, and even forgot what he ate for breakfast, as for whether to gamble again? He hadn't thought about it yet, and Brother Qiang's face was ugly when he left.
He's changed.
Zhao Zhiqiang found an early breakfast on the street, ate a mouthful of soy milk fritters at random, and saw that it was still early, so he drove into the car and came to the Tienan Street Nursing Home.
He remembered that there were more than 30 old people in the township who lived here, and if the dean didn't change his acquaintance, it was Liu Zhanfu, a primary school teacher who taught him back then, an old man who had been a private teacher for 30 years and then went to the township nursing home as a volunteer.
He has always been grateful to Mr. Liu. Or rather, it's more of an admiration. In addition to sending money this time, he also wanted to talk to Mr. Liu, he made up his mind to do something for the village, even if he didn't have Tongbei with him, he would have to do something when he came back.
Not far from Chang'an Village, it is out of the south of the city five or six miles outside the edge of the new district outside the Linzhou South Station, the original freight station around the current Tienan Street, after the re-planning of the South District of the city, the original township integration into a big street, the future revitalization of the avenue will go straight to here, and the end point is the Chang'an Village up and down Longbei Mountain, and then go forward is the road leading to Bincheng.
Zhao Zhiqiang remembers that when he was a child, there were fields and forests everywhere, and now there are all kinds of construction sites and high-rise buildings and tower cranes that have been repaired halfway.
The Tienan Nursing Home is in a very remote courtyard surrounded by red brick walls at the south end of the main street, four or five rows of low houses, a few dilapidated gardens are bare only soil, the smoke from the cooking and the small stove for heating in the morning more than a dozen gray smoke rise, muddy into the morning smoke of the whole street, there is no wind, and it is not clear to see 100 meters away.
Zhao Zhiqiang slowed down, stopped on the side of the road outside the courtyard, picked up the useless black bag, and knocked on the rusty iron door with a big lock.
He wasn't sure if Mr. Liu was there, and the old man didn't have a phone, so he had to try his luck.
After knocking for more than a minute, the thick black curtain of the red brick house near the gate was lifted, and a short, white-haired old man came out in a shabby military coat.
"Daqiang?"
"Teacher Liu, it's me." Zhao Zhiqiang shouted happily.
"Haha, you're back!" The old man trotted over happily, almost tripped over a brick, opened the door, and welcomed Zhao Zhiqiang into the house.
"Wife, the big hadron is back, hurry, pour a glass of boiling water!" Liu Zhanfu shouted happily, "Have you eaten?" Your wife just steamed a pot of bean buns, I remember your favorite to eat, haha, eat bean buns and dip them in sugar! ”
The old lady who was cooking in the back room agreed again and again, and greeted Zhao Zhiqiang who entered the door with a smile across the pot.
It was warm.
Zhao Zhiqiang remembered the situation at home three years ago, it was such a day, very poor but very warm.
"Teacher, I've already eaten it before I came, but I like to eat bean buns, hehe." He smirked twice, went to the back room, and helped his wife light the fire.
This meal is not Liu Zhanfu's own meal, it is the breakfast of more than 30 old men and old ladies, bean buns, small jade porridge, and mustard strips.
Zhao Zhiqiang looked at it for a while, and his heart was so sad that he couldn't shed tears.
The old people and the teachers eat this as a family, yes, it's green, but ......
Zhao Zhiqiang took out his mobile phone and thought about it for a while, and called Zhu Zhijun, who had just thrown him home.
Three or two calls will be passed.
"Brother Qiang, are you going to the sea world?"
Zhao Zhiqiang could even imagine the kid's slippery appearance, and immediately interrupted him, "Zhu Zhijun, you go and bring me breakfast for forty people immediately, with milk, eggs, cakes, all kinds of side dishes, etc., in short, it is eaten by the elderly, you must do it immediately, you are limited to twenty minutes, and send it to the Tienan Street Nursing Home by car." ”
"Ah...... Yes! How many people? Forty people, okay, okay, I'll be right away! Zhu Zhijun didn't know what Zhao Zhiqiang was going to do, but in the four or five years of being together in the rivers and lakes of Chengnan District, he never asked the boss why.
Although Liu Zhanfu is only in his fifties, he looks like a person in his early sixties, with gray hair, rough skin on his face and hands, and a freshly cooked bean bun, he was taken aback by Zhao Zhiqiang's arrangement.
"Daqiang, you, can't spend your money, we're all used to it here, it's okay, it's okay, you can't use your money!" The big hand is about to grab Zhao Zhiqiang's mobile phone for calling.
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