One hundred and sixty-two boys used what to wipe the table

One hundred and sixty-two

What do the boys use to wipe the table

The cold night asked me to borrow money from those people. He took out his checkbook and wrote me a check.

My biggest creditor is his brother Duan Tu: "Duan Tu, 380 million." ”

But Han Ye didn't write, just smiled: "He lent you such a little money?" It's too picky. ”

Is this less? I'm afraid he's the only one who will be too little. He saw my thoughts and said, "It seems that Ah Tu has been relatively tight recently, you don't have to worry about this, I will return him." Say someone else. ”

"Atu helped you buy three subsidiaries, and he said that when you come out, he will return it to you at the original price."

Cold Night smiled and said nothing, waiting for me to talk about the others.

"Wang Ziqian, 100 million."

He carefully filled out the check, handed it to me, and said, "I am a little surprised that the prince is willing to lend you so much money, it seems that he has made his play come true." ”

More than 300 million is too little, and Wang Ziqian's 100 million is too much, I don't know what he thinks.

I read all the debts to him one by one, and he made a check for Haidu's debts for me to pay off, and gave me a card from other places and abroad, so that I could transfer money to others.

After making the check, he said, "That's not enough, is it?" There is still a gap of more than six million, and you can think about forgetting whose money you have. ”

I thought about it carefully, and it was indeed gone, and more than six million was not a small amount. How could I have forgotten about my creditors? The money I borrowed has been mixed with his money, and the price of the stock is not the same, he can actually calculate that there is a difference of more than six million, what kind of structure does his brain have?

More than six million, how many million are six? I can't really remember. He saw me meditating and said, "Six and a half million, do you think it's a friend from other places?" ”

Six and a half million, remembered. But I don't know how to explain it to him, if he knew, would he scold me?

"Mr. Han, this is ...... I sold my Porsche......"

He was a little surprised, seeing that I was sad, and immediately comforted: "It's okay, I'll help you buy a better one, this time we will order directly from the manufacturer, what do you want, let them according to the design you like." ”

I'm not sad because I don't have a car, I'm sad because I sold it to someone I shouldn't have sold.

I shook my head and said, "No, Mr. Han, I don't want to buy such a luxurious car again." ”

"Why?"

"Anyway, I don't want to buy it...... I sold the car to Rong Guilong...... "I couldn't hold back my crying anymore."

He was so frightened that he hurriedly coaxed me: "Okay, Xiaoxue is good, don't cry, if you sell it, you sell it, it's the same for everyone, anyway, we make money, it's okay......"

The more he coaxed me, the more I couldn't stop crying. Cry out all the grievances: "...... Who told you to set a trap...... People think it's true...... You play like this, you know how dangerous it is, you know how worried people are about you......"

He gently pulled me into his arms, hugged me, made me cry in his arms, wiped my snot and tears away from me with his clothes. I remember when I was in middle school, a boy from an out-of-class class chased a girl at the next table. In the evening self-study, he sent the girl to our class classroom, the student on duty had just swept the floor, everyone was wiping the table, the girl did not have a rag, and the boy helped her borrow it. I deliberately said at the same table: "How insincere it is to wipe it with a rag, you can only show your sincerity by wiping it with your clothes." The boy didn't say a word, took off his jeans, and used his white shirt sleeves to help the girl wipe the table clean.

I was so moved that I couldn't understand why he didn't just use his jeans to wipe the table for the girls, but took off the jeans and stretched out his arms to wipe the table with the sleeve of his white shirt? This question has been bothering me for two lifetimes.

So I stopped crying, looked up and asked, "Sir, I want to ask you a question." ”

He saw that I was not crying. Relieved, he let go of me and said, "Just ask, as long as I know." ”

"What if...... If my desk is dirty and you don't have a rag, what can you do to help me dry it? ”

"Sponge, old newspaper...... See what you have, just rub it with what's there. ”

"But if you don't have any of those things you say, only the clothes you wear......"

He couldn't help but sneer, probably because he didn't expect me to suddenly brake while crying, and then ask such a nonsensical question, "Is your desk dirty?" I'm going to wipe it for you, my clothes are clean, I can wipe your table clean. As he spoke, he walked out.

I hurriedly grabbed him and said, "No, no, my desk is clean." I just wanted to ask if you were going to wipe it with your coat or with your shirt sleeves? As I spoke, my face flushed.

He was puzzled: "Is there any difference?" ”

"I didn't know, so I asked you."

He thought for a moment and said, "Take off your coat and wipe it with the sleeve of your shirt." ”

God, striking similar! Could it be that men would choose this way? "Why?"

He said: "First, take off your coat, wipe it with the sleeves of your shirt, if it is dirty, and then put on your coat, no one can see that the sleeves of my shirt are dirty, if the coat is dirty, it will be more troublesome, for example, I am going to meet guests, it is rude to wear a dirty jacket." But the shirt inside is dirty, and they can't see it. Second, the clothes inside are dirty, I put on a clean coat, and I can hold you with my arms, if the coat is dirty, you will dislike me. ”

He finally solved the mystery that puzzled me for two lives, and gave me a very touching and touching explanation, which made me completely trapped in his tenderness, unable to extricate myself.

I don't do anything these days, I pay back the money and invite friends to dinner every day. Except for Wang Ziqian, all debts were paid off. Seriously, I'm a little scared to go to Wang Ziqian, since I realized that now, every time we get along is not happy.

dialed Wang Ziqian's phone, and it took him a long time to answer: "Hey." That kind of unreasonable tone.

But I can't be as brutal to him as I used to be, and I am grateful for the help he has given me. "Hello Mr. Wang, may I ask you for a meal?"

He laughed a little disbelieving and said, "You invited me to dinner?" When? ”

"Is it convenient for you to have dinner today? Tomorrow is also possible, depending on your time. ”

"Well, where? You're not going to invite me to a tavern for noodles, are you? ”

"How is Xinghualou? Have you decided on a place? ”

"Okay, what time is it?"

"Is it okay at six o'clock in the evening?"

He hummed and hung up.

I immediately called and booked a seat. and arrived ten minutes early, waiting for Wang Ziqian to arrive. He rushed to Xinghualou at six o'clock in every second. I greeted him with a smile on my face. He looked very cold. I drove the elevator and moved the chair for him before and after the saddle, but he was always cold.

Ordered, the waiter left. I didn't have anything to say, and his eyes swept over the beauties at the other table. I followed his gaze to look at the beauties on the nearby table that I could see, and they were beautiful, but I didn't find that the temperament was too outstanding.

Forget it, there's nothing left to waste time, so let's cut to the chase.

He absentmindedly took the check in front of him and looked at it, his face was immediately cloudy, he tore the check to shreds and said coldly: "It's my business that I lend you money, if you have money, you can pay me back, if you don't have money, I didn't ask you for debt, you don't need to let others mix it, what is he?" ”

Then he got up and walked out, and I followed closely, but I didn't know what to say to explain, and he ignored me at all, went downstairs and drove away.

Watching his Maserati gallop away, I raised my arms and made a helpless motion.

What about that table of food? I called Man Man Xinxin to bring her family to dinner.

Before the meal was finished, Sister-in-law Shen called, she begged me to go to her house, and I promised her to go immediately.

At her home, she actually saw Shen Xiaoying, and it is said that she should stay in the detention center now, waiting for the trial after the investigation is over. The age at which our country bears full criminal responsibility is 16 years old, and Shen Xiaoying is already 17 years old and should bear criminal responsibility, but she is not yet 18 years old, and there are mitigating circumstances.

From this incident, she has learned a lesson, I asked lawyer Wei for help, thinking that she was young and ignorant, and she was being used again, and asked the judge to reduce the punishment, but she still refuses to say who is the mastermind behind it.

Sister-in-law Shen cried when she saw me, Shen Xiaoying sat in the corner, said a cold word, and suddenly stood up and rushed into the bathroom to vomit.

I suddenly looked at Sister-in-law Shen in horror.

Sister-in-law Shen choked up and said, "Xiaoxue, Sakura was found to be pregnant, so we were released on bail and went home to take care of it...... Xiaoxue, for the sake of my old face. Please, Mr. Han, Sakura's life is ruined, but the child is innocent......"

Kids, they all have kids! I don't want to believe it's true, but here's the truth. Yes, the child is innocent, even if his appearance is a sin, but it is not his fault, if Shen Xiaoying wants to give birth to the child, Han Ye has the responsibility to raise him. But what a ridiculous process it would be, and how should children face people's comments and ridicule when they grow up?

I promised Sister-in-law Shen to go and beg for a cold night, but I didn't know what I was doing at all, pimping? Why is this happening? Why does it always make my heart sore again and again?

When I arrived at the house in Cuiling Community on a cold night, there was not a single light in the whole villa, and under the reflection of the street lamps and moonlight, it was mysterious and quiet, just like the feeling I felt on a cold night. I knew he was at home, took out the key, opened the door, and looked for where he was by the moonlight shining in through the window. At this time, he shouldn't have slept yet. There is no him in the study, and there may be no place for him. Where will he be?

I climbed to the top of the building, where a dark figure sat quietly looking up at the sky. I gently walked over and sat down next to him.

The cold wind made me shiver twice in a row.

"Go down, don't catch a cold." He turned his face to look at me, perhaps the feeling of the moonlight, and his eyes were sad like never before.

"I'm fine, Mr. Han...... "I don't know how things can be opened?"

"The prince is not humble?"

He actually guessed it, but that's not what I'm struggling with right now. I nodded: "Yes, I don't know why he is like this. ”

"Because he cares about you in his heart."

I sneered, neither topic was easy. "I just came from Sister-in-law Shen's house."

He was silent.

Shen Xiaoying...... Pregnant. ”

I looked at his expression, and he just looked at the sky, staring at it for a long time. What exactly was he thinking?

"The child is not mine." The voice drifted into my ears coldly.