Chapter 8: Loans and Emotions

"Okay, I won't send you up, go to bed early, won't class start tomorrow?" ”

"Please, college, how can you be so nervous in high school, by the way, I want to eat fried flower nails for lunch tomorrow. ”

"Can't you eat in the school cafeteria?"

"No, I'm going to eat at home. ”

Hu Feng sighed, "Don't you have other friends, it's okay to bother them." ”

"It's just started school, and I've only met a few, so I don't know each other very well. ”

"Well, it looks like my hard life is going to continue for a while... ”

Hu Mingjing pinched Hu Feng when she heard this, and her expression suddenly became a lot more serious.

"Hey, what I told you in the car just now, you really should think about it, you can't be a food delivery person for the rest of your life. ”

Hu Feng also put on a serious expression, "I'm sorry, I think about it every day, but where does the money come from? ”

"We've known each other for so long, and I said I could borrow it too... ”

"Stop, first of all, we've only known each other for a little more than a month, and second, I know that your little rich woman is rich, but I don't want to beat you for money. ”

"If you want to die and suffer a crime, then you can try a loan. ”

Hu Mingjing glanced at Hu Feng and complained about his machismo.

She is not stupid, and she is not really stupid all day long and doesn't think about anything, on the contrary, Hu Mingjing is very smart, but she chose to use such a naΓ―ve and silly way to get along with the outside world.

This is not surprising, after all, the kind of girl who is as pure and innocent as snow from the inside out, in today's society, it is estimated that she can only try her luck in kindergarten.

Hu Feng nodded, "A loan is a solution, but if I really make up my mind to take out a loan, then I have to improve my business plan in advance." ”

As he spoke, Hu Feng shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"Another point, I don't have a house or a car, why should people trust me with a loan and be willing to give me the money, I just take my life to mortgage, and people don't look down on it. ”

Hu Mingjing did not answer directly, but thought for a while.

"Oh, don't think about it so much, you can go back and carefully refine your plan first, no one can say for sure about the loan, in case a boss has a brain in the water and is willing to lend you, right. ”

"Yes, yes, okay, the elevator has arrived, let's go... Don't compare. ”

Seeing the elevator door open, Hu Feng pushed the chick in.

Then he turned around and left, this point is not too late, the subway is still running, and it is still too late.

He admitted that Hu Mingjing's idea of encouraging him to start a business made him feel moved again, and the dream he had when he first came to Shenzhen was ignited again.

Although he majored in media in college, Hu Feng didn't want to open a media company, there are already too many similar types of competition in this city, and if he wants to do it in this industry, he is tantamount to a fool's dream with his current poor and white background.

Hu Feng is self-aware, and he no longer believes in those words such as those who have dreams and perseverance will succeed if they have a dream.

That's what society is like, it just lifts up a few successful people and uses them as examples to promote non-stop, and those chicken soups take advantage of that.

And most of the losers, their only end up is to be buried at the bottom of obscurity, and no one will know what they have experienced.

If you want to do it yourself, you can make something that you just need.

As for whether it's white or gray, I don't care much about it now.

Sitting on the somewhat empty subway, a familiar pain struck again, and the burning sensation brought by the dark green flames filled Hu Feng's spirit.

The intense pain even caused Hu Feng to hallucinate, maybe it wasn't a hallucination, and now it was not clear.

It was a dark green diamond-shaped crystal that floated out of thin air, and raging dark green flames burned around and within the crystal.

In the midst of the flames, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looming, staring straight at Hu Feng.

I... It's the Dark Titan ... I... It's Sargeras...

There was a whisper from the crystal, and it seemed to come directly from Hu Feng's heart.

Suddenly came back to his senses, the boundless pain dissipated instantly, and Hu Feng sat on the subway panting for breath.

The second time ... If once it could be called accidental, then now ... There's definitely something wrong with me.

What the hell? I'm so good, and the style of painting has changed abruptly? It's the same as the protagonist in the web novels I've read?

Is this riding a horse still in the real world? What about playing infinite horror?

As for going to a psychiatrist or doing a check-up, Hu Feng never thought about it.

Let's not talk about whether I am reluctant to spend this money, let's just say that in the current situation, if I really do something special and produce any mutations, I can't say that I will be dragged to the mysterious relevant departments for slicing research the next day.

But... That's for Lao Tzu to get some golden fingers or something! Just to come to pain and hallucinations is a fart!

In addition to getting a lot of debuffs, there is no other benefit?

The dark green flame crystal that I saw in the hallucination just now was still clearly visible in my mind at this moment, and it seemed that this memory was directly engraved in Hu Feng's spirit.

An idea came to me spontaneously, maybe I could open one...

The next day, Hu Feng still got up as usual, put on his work clothes, and started a new day of food delivery.

I still took him to Hu Mingjing's house for lunch, and the somewhat inexplicable friend relationship between the two remained very stable.

However, we used to have lunch every day, but it gradually became once every few days.

Hu Mingjing made a group of new friends of the same age on campus, so many times she would not go home for lunch to eat.

Hu Feng was also happy to see this, at least he told himself so.

Of course, there will be a little sense of loss, but to be reasonable, people are just an ordinary friend of yours, and you can't force someone to be by your side, only allow her to have you as a friend.

Isn't the enthusiasm of little girls all like this, they come and go quickly, and when everything tends to be dull, both parties can treat such a relationship calmly, whether it is a friend or a lover.

At noon that day, Hu Feng walked out of the dumpling restaurant he had been going to, lit a cigarette, and prepared to continue to take orders in the afternoon.

The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly remembered, for some reason, Hu Feng actually had some expectations that Hu Mingjing called to annoy him.

People, it's really cheap.

But it was an unfamiliar number, and Hu Feng didn't know it.

"Hey, who?"

"Hello, may I ask Mr. Hu, this is X Commercial Bank, I am Manager Li, do you need a loan?"

Hu Feng was stunned when he heard this, and the ghost replied in a hurry.

"Yes, I need to. ”

Whatever the reason for which the bank found itself and offered a loan, this opportunity must not be passed up.

Maybe their brains are really in the water, or maybe ... Hu Mingjing?