Chapter 224: Venting

"You also know, my brother's store has just opened, and he doesn't have much money in hand, so you can take this little money, even if I, my brother, will give you two a share."

After a while, Zhang Kun walked in again with two stacks of hundred-yuan bills in his hands.

"What do you mean? If I continue with this money, won't I really become a white-eyed wolf? Can't ask for it, resolutely can't ask for it. ”

"Too little, huh?"

"It doesn't matter how much it does, you don't educate me often? Principles, matter of principle. ”

"Where there are so many principles, you will take them if you give them to you, this is also a little bit of my brother's heart."

"You are really my own brother, but I resolutely can't ask for this money. Zheng Yu and I accepted it, and I apologized to you for your brother who didn't say goodbye. ”

"You don't accept it, do you? Okay, you won't be able to go anywhere, and you'll travel the world, so you can sleepwalk the world in this hut. ”

"No, I found out if you have a brain disease, I've seen a dead face asking for accounts, and I really haven't seen you send money out for nothing."

"Less nonsense, take it, quickly pack your things and get out of here, I really don't want to look at you again."

As Zhang Kun spoke, he slapped the money in his hand into Xinling's hand.

"Hey.. Just now I was still thinking of your good son, I met a good boss, kind and kind. Just at what you just said, your glorious image plummeted in my heart, see? Here we are. ”

Xinling bent down and pointed to the ground, but she also knew in her heart that Zhang Kun must have tried every means to give her the money, no, to be precise, for the brotherhood between him and Zheng Yu over the years. It seems that this money must be accepted, Xinling thought for a moment, did not refuse again, and after smiling playfully at Zhang Kun, she got up and left. As soon as he stepped to the door, he was stopped by Zhang Kun.

"Xinling... Be kind to my brother, he is really good, he is willing to give up everything he has now for you, it is all for you. Brother blesses the two of you in his heart, and you will grow old. ”

"Thank you... I will. ”

Listening to his words, Xinling's already reluctant mood became completely sad at this moment, and after she choked up and said a word of thanks, she disappeared from Zhang Kun's sight.

On the other side, Zhendong Group.

"Mr. Zhao is good, Director Zheng is good."

The two walked out of the elevator to the first floor, and several little girls at the front desk greeted the two one after another, and the two responded politely one by one.

"Getting you to the airport?" Coming to the gate, Zhao Wu spoke.

"Forget it, let's send it here. I took a taxi directly over and the two of us made an appointment to see you at the airport. ”

"Okay. I have explained to the finance, and after the settlement, your salary will be directly credited to the card. ”

"Thank you, brother. That... Say goodbye? ”

"Have a good trip, when will you come back, remember to find me at any time, even if I leave Zhendong Group, we can still fight side by side. He couldn't stop anyone. ”

"Good brother, gone, you... Come back. ”

Looking at Zheng Yu's distant back, Zhao Wu's heart was full of loss and reluctance to brotherhood. The brother who grew up with him since he was a child, more than 30 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he suddenly faces parting, which is really sad and desolate.

Hurriedly saying goodbye, walking to each other's distances, there are no too many words, let alone tears, there are only eternal thoughts and blessings, which resonate deeply in each other's hearts. However, in the face of such a moment and such an occasion, the only thing that can be left for each other is those silent prayers and blessings, cherish... Friend!!

In the wee hours of the morning, inside the racing track.

"I said Zhao Dashao, can you feel sorry for my car?"

A familiar voice came from the radio, and it was not someone else who spoke, it was Duan Lei, the owner of the "JF Racing Club".

"Buzz... Hum..."

Hearing the sound of the radio, Zhao Wu looked down at the dashboard again, at this time there was almost a full tank of fuel, there was not much left, he kicked the accelerator and drove the car to the maintenance area, and walked down from the car.

"Although the off-time ignition can reduce the turbo lag, it greatly affects the braking effect, and the inertia rotation is too strong. But there's still some fun with straight-line acceleration. Zhao Wu threw the car key at Duan Lei and spoke.

"Yo, I still like to play with cars so much."

"Hobbies will never change."

"Tell me, how is this car? Just changed. ”

"The car is a good car, a 3.8 GTR God of War, the best on the track."

"For this car, I went to Japan, found a very good local car factory, and lifted the restrictions on this car, and now the horsepower is more than 500. Coupled with the partial ignition, it is simply the pinnacle. ”

"You're trying to tell me to be gentle next time I drive you?"

"For four hours, if I hadn't run out of gas, I guess I'd have continued to be torn apart by you. But I think you're in this state right now, and you're just venting it to me. What's the situation? Got into trouble with your eldest lady? ”

Duan Lei stretched out his thumb to Zhao Wu, and then opened the lid of the beer and handed it to him.

"Can you stop being so concerned about other people's private lives?"

"I can tell you, in terms of relationship, although we are not like brothers, but at least we are friends. But if you want to talk about seniority, you really have to call me Uncle Duan. ”

"Old Duan, get me another bottle of wine."

"It's not big or small, it's Guinness stout, why don't you drink it as water?"

"Do you feel sorry for me or do you feel sorry for the wine?"

"I'm distressed, the last bottle, not a lot to drink. If you really drink a lot of fat here with me, your old man will not come to me to ask for guilt. ”

"Okay, hurry up and get the wine, I'll give the money."

"I'm not selling."

"Old Duan, you're too boring."

"There's something on your kid's mind. In this way, you are a businessman, and I exchange a bottle of wine for a matter of your heart, and this transaction will not be lost, right? ”

"Tell me about you, you're old, and your curiosity is still so strong. Come on, get the wine, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to fit it in this freezer. ”

"You don't care about it, there's not enough in the freezer, I'll go to the warehouse and move it for you."

"Okay, that's what you said."

"I said, when did you Uncle Duan and I speak?"

"Here it is again, your uncle Duan Shu'er, can I still talk about it? There is a proud elder sitting in front of me, talking to me about life and digging into my heart? ”

"Okay, my bad. Let's paragraph... Old Duan, old Duan, I punish myself with a drink. ”

"Don't don't, don't, it's a pity to be punished for this wine, do one, we really haven't drunk wine together like this, isn't it the first time?"

"Don't tell me, it's the first time. Before, it was Lao Li and they came here, taking Yun'er and the two of you. ”

"Then this wine is more meaningful, come, dry?"

"It has to be done." After Duan Lei finished speaking, he turned his face and greeted the guy on the side.

"Xiaohang, bake some more skewers, and take some peanuts and edamame."

"Okay, Uncle Duan, you wait, I'll be here soon."

"I can tell you, Xiao Wu, there are some things on your mind, it doesn't necessarily have to be released by drinking, sometimes this is to use wine to drown your sorrows, it's even more sorrowful."

"With so many things, can you still drink this wine?"

"Yes, come on, do it. Just this bottle, I'm really afraid that your old man will come to Xingshi to ask for guilt. ”

Although Duan Lei said so, he still satisfied Zhao Wu in action. He knew how much Zhao Wu drank, and if a few bottles of beer could make him drink a lot, then he wouldn't be Zhao Wu.

The two went back and forth, forgetting their generations, and even more forgetting their identities, and chatted with each other a lot. Zhao Wu was also impressed by the "Uncle Duan" in front of him who was over half a hundred years old, but he didn't expect his experience to be so rich and so tortuous.

Life, that's it, God may be fair to everyone, no one can escape the experience and ups and downs, and they can't escape. Gradually.. The beer bottles on the floor were piling up, and by the time the two of them stood up on the table, the sky was already starting to lighten.

At this time, the sky has slightly exposed the protein, and the clouds are gathering on the edge of the sky, as if soaked in blood, showing a faint red.....