Time flies, time flies.

Xia Wei went abroad to study with peace of mind, Wang Jing had gone to a new school, Bai Xuanxuan was still in the company to deal with business and compete with the Huangpu family, Huangpu Xuan was also designing a new draft in the company, and other students also posted their recent whereabouts in the circle of friends.

Song Wen looked at them one by one, and instantly felt that he was weak.

Thinking about himself before and now, Song Wen began to cry in his heart again.

was sentimental, and when he heard someone shouting next to him, Song Wen hurriedly put down his mobile phone and ran over.

"Hey—delivered."

"Here we are."

Song Wen wanted to try his luck, so he started with the simplest courier, and as expected, he was admitted, and Song Wen began to deliver goods on a motorcycle.

After doing this for two months, with this not bad face, Song Wen was also molested, and just when Song Wen felt a little irritable, he ran into Zhang Zijian again.

Here's the thing.

Song Wen received a big order, only one order, but a lot of things.

Usually this list is not the turn of a newcomer in Song Wen, but there is a lot of wine and meat in it, it is estimated that he is drinking, and the courier brother with a little experience doesn't want to go, because in case the people inside are drunk, it will be another trouble.

This list of good and bad things fell into the hands of Song Wen.

Of course, Song Wen knew the trickiness in it, but he still took it, and he would make an order for one trip, and the salary would still be paid, so why not, as for the rest, it was nothing.

So when Song Wen knocked on the door, a familiar face appeared behind the door.

"Why am I fucking Zhang Zijian?!"

"What the fuck are you?"

Both men were very surprised.

Zhang Zijian laughed after being surprised, and Song Wen shouted in his heart.

Sure enough, I heard Zhang Zijian say: "Hahahahahahaha ”

Zhang Zijian smiled and slapped on the door.

Song Wen had an indifferent face, didn't want to talk to him more, handed him the list and motioned for him to sign.

Zhang Zijian wiped the tears from his laughter, and when he took the list and was about to sign it, he stopped again.

Zhang Zijian leaned against the door and looked at Song Wendao: "You broke up with Xia Wei?" ”

Song Wen didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and he hated each other.

"It's your business."

"Yo, the temper is still so big."

Zhang Zijian shook his hand, not reassuring what Song Wen said at all.

He said: "Break up, break up, I'm not laughing at you." "It's weird.

Song Wen: Hehe.

You have two words of ridicule written on your face.

Zhang Zijian looked at his former rival and smiled.

After laughing, I felt a little sympathetic.

He grabbed Song Wen's shoulders and said, "Let's go, I just bought a lot of things to drink together." ”

Song Wen shook his arm and said, "You hurry up and sign it, I have to go back to take the next order." ”

Zhang Zijian said: "You don't understand the market when I do, just my order is enough for you to pay for a day, and I buy a lot of things." ”

was poked, and Song Wen didn't feel embarrassed.

Song Wen looked at Zhang Zijian and said, "I don't want to drink, and we don't have any friendship." ”

Zhang Zijian sighed.

"yes, I don't know which dog smashed Lao Tzu's newly bought mobile phone."

Speaking of the mobile phone, Song Wen was a little weak-hearted, after all, no one would be so yin when they fight.

Zhang Zijian said again: "Let's go, what are the big men pretentious, I'm alone." ”

Song Wen snorted and agreed.

When the two of them entered the house, Song Wen took off the takeaway clothes he was wearing.

Zhang Zijian opened a bottle of cans and drank it, looked at Song Wen, wiped his mouth and said: "Although I don't want to admit it, you are also very handsome in takeaway clothes, and I suddenly understand why Xia Wei chose you." ”

took another mention and put it in front of Song Wen, turned on the TV, and laughed: "Many female bosses want to bag you." ”

"There must be other reasons why she chose me besides my handsomeness," Song Wen rolled his eyes, "such as my talent." ”

Song Wen opened the beer and drank: "Also, how do you know so much?" I guess I was fostered. ”

"I can't hide it, there is really a rich woman who wants to support me."

"Poof—"

Song Wen squirted out a sip of beer and said in astonishment: "Really? Are you like this? ”

It's not Song Wen's accident, Zhang Zijian is the kind of black and strong, typical muscular man, and Song Wen is not the same type as the white-faced Xiaosheng Song Wen.

Song Wen's face is very attractive to women.

Zhang Zijian snorted and put things on the table.

"You still don't understand the market, the kind of rich woman in your forties and fifties, especially if her husband is still often not at home," he took a sip of wine, "this kind of woman likes me like this." ”

"The rhythm is strong," Zhang Zijian raised his eyebrows, "the bed can satisfy them better." ”

Song Wen blushed at what he said.

He coughed lightly and looked at Zhang Zijian's muscles, as if the door to a new world had been opened.

After being shy, it felt a little wrong.

Song Wendao: "Where did you know them?" ”

Zhang Zijian said: "When I send the express." ”

Song Wen: ........

Fuck that you fucking laugh at me.

Zhang Zijian said: "Why are you looking at me like this, I'm different from you, you are almost promising in school, I'm different, of course I have to support myself, express delivery is such a thing, manual work is suitable for me." ”

So laugh at you.

Song Wen remembered the past, pursed his lips, and felt a little depressed.

Zhang Zijian drank and ate meat in a big gulp, looking at Song Wen like this.

He was puzzled: "Xia Wei didn't like you before, especially if you are bitter or not, I want to anal you." ”

"Fuck you, fuck off."

"Then why don't you do it now?"

"Ah, I don't want to do it."

Zhang Zijian didn't want to talk about this topic, so Song Wen didn't ask anymore.

Because of this sentence, Song Wen's depressed mood instantly soared again.

Song Wen followed Zhang Zijian to drink and eat meat, watched the ball game, and spent an afternoon extravagantly.

The two of them were drunk and fell on the couch drunk.

When he woke up, it was already night, and Song Wen patted his head, it was bad.

And work.

Then I thought that I was done today, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Zhang Zijian, who was holding his thigh, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Song Wen kicked him aside mercilessly, Zhang Zijian muttered two sentences, turned over and continued to sleep.

Song Wen stood up and looked at the mess around him, and pressed his temples with a headache.

Just as he was about to clean up, he heard a quick knock on the door.

Song Wen frowned, feeling a little dizzy.

He kicked Zhang Zijian hard.

"Hey—there's someone."

Song Wen saw that Zhang Zijian was still unconscious, so he poured a glass of water and splashed it directly on his face.

Zhang Zijian woke up with a spirit.

The knocking on the door outside continued, it was a loud noise, and there were people banging on the door.

Song Wen's intuition told him that it was a little bad, and the wine woke up directly.

Zhang Zijian hiccuped, as if he remembered something, and looked around.

Then he looked at Song Wen seriously and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Sincerely.

There was a loud knock outside the door.

Song Wen felt furious in his heart and said, "What the hell is wrong with me." ”

"Bang-"

The door was slammed open, and a group of muscular men with sticks squeezed in.

Song Wen immediately understood what was going on.

The one headed straight to the point: "Zhang Zijian, when will you pay back the money." ”

Zhang Zijian's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water: "I have no money." ”

"Huh."

The big man waved his hand, and the others scattered and crackled and threw things.

Dahan waved the stick in his hand, took two steps forward and said seriously: "Zijian, the second uncle is not forcing you, but the time has come." ”

Isn't it forced to smash things directly with a group of people?

Zhang Zijian said: "Second uncle, I really don't have any money. ”

"No money?" , the big man known as the second uncle looked at the messy table, "You can still eat a big meal without money." Yo, this bottle is not cheap. ”

Zhang Zijian said: "Yes, it was this big meal that spent all my savings. ”

"Then there is no way," the second uncle looked at Zhang Zijian with a little pity, "How pitiful it must be for such a young man to be missing a finger." ”

Zhang Zijian and Song Wen's faces changed.

Zhang Zijian probably didn't expect him to do so much, so he said softly: "Second uncle, I don't have any money, you can go to my father." My dad has money. ”

The second uncle sat on the chair and lit a cigarette, he took a deep breath, shook the ashes of the cigarette, and said, "The eldest brother has long since run away, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you, Zijian." ”

Song Wen saw beads of sweat on Zhang Zijian's face, and knew that this was not a joke.

He stood quietly on the sidelines as an invisible man.

It was not his turn to intervene in the affairs of these two families.

The second uncle should not be in the mood to spend time with Zhang Zijian, so he waved his hand directly, two people held down Zhang Zijian, and one took out the pliers and was about to cut it on his fingers.

Song Wen didn't care about it, so he directly bumped into the person, looked at the second uncle and said, "This is a crime." ”

The second uncle was surprised, this person should be reasonable, and when he heard Song Wen's innocent words, he smiled.

"It is only natural to repay debts."

Song Wen stiffened his neck and said, "How much does he owe you?" ”

The second uncle was about to say something, but Zhang Zijian interrupted with a voice.

"I'll fuck Song Wen, it's your business, it's not your turn to take care of this Lao Tzu's business."

Song Wen wanted to say something, but Zhang Zijian looked at the second uncle again and said, "Uncle, you give me two more days of grace, for the sake of me being your own nephew, just two days, I will definitely give you back." ”

The second uncle stood up, looked at Zhang Zijian condescendingly, and said, "What if you can't pay it back." ”

Zhang Zijian gritted his teeth and said, "If it's not yet, I'll go to my father, and whatever you do to me when the time comes." ”

Song Wen was anxious: "Hey-Zhang Zijian-"

"Shut the fuck."

The second uncle looked at Song Wen meaninglessly, then squatted down, gently rubbed Zhang Zijian's head, and said, "Okay, remember to give me your father's contact number when the time comes." ”

Zhang Zijian pursed his lips and sweat dripped down.

The second uncle stood up and walked back.

"Teach you a lesson, remember it for a long time. Don't try to lie to me, I'll find you anywhere. ”

With a wave of his hand, the people behind him surrounded him and beat him.

Including Song Wen.

Song Wen Zhang Zijian's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Feeling the fist on his body, Song Wen thought, no wonder Zhang Zijian asked him to stay for dinner, it turned out to be for him to be beaten.

After thinking about it like this, I feel that I am wrong, after all, no man wants others to see such an embarrassed side of himself. He wouldn't anyway.

Song Wen reluctantly glanced at Zhang Zijian, and saw that he was much worse than himself, and his heart was balanced again.