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Chapter 7: Being a Giving Face (2)

This Nie Qian is really nothing. A grown man was tricked into being like this by her. Bi Luochun muttered as he walked.

Okay, just say a few words less. No one will think you are mute if you don't speak. Hurry in and remember to wash your feet. Liu Yan pulled Bi Luochun into the bedroom inside, scolding her.

Fang Zhiqiang waited until the two left and fell on the sand, lit a cigarette, and prepared to smoke a cigarette before going to bed.

Suddenly, an earplug fell from above and almost hit him.

What are you doing? Fang Zhiqiang sat up and yelled at Bi Luochun who was standing at the door of the room.

There is an MP3 player in the cabinet. Plug in your headphones and listen to the music at night. Don’t eavesdrop all the time. I’m mainly afraid that you, a single man, will be stimulated by listening to it every day and have psychological problems. How about it, I still care about you, buddy.

Yes! Bi Luochun said with a smile.

Get out of here, sooner or later you will be exhausted and die. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but curse.

Fang Zhiqiang turned off the light, lay down on the sofa, lifted the quilt and covered himself. He lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. All the things in his heart slowly emerged in front of him.

Like Bi Luochun, he also had a girlfriend when he was in college. She was not in the same class, but in the same department. The girl's name was Nie Qian, which was a nice name. She was very good-looking as her name suggests. She was from their department.

It is recognized that she is a sweetheart and is very pure. It took Fang Zhiqiang a long time to catch up with her, and then the two of them got together.

The two had a very good relationship and loved each other deeply. After graduation, Fang Zhiqiang returned to his hometown to work in a small county. He passed the local civil service exam and was assigned to work in a township below.

The job of a civil servant is like this. If you are not a leader but just an ordinary employee, you will not die of hunger even if you don't have enough to eat. You will have a guaranteed harvest in droughts and floods, and you will not have to worry about rain or shine. However, after deducting five insurances and one fund every month, you will actually get less than 3,000 yuan. Nie

Before graduating from college, Qian found a job in a company where the school was located. Her income was pretty good, more than 5,000 a month.

Two years later, the two were finally ready to get married, but at this time, Nie Qian's father became ill. Nie Qian's mother passed away very early. She grew up with her father. Nie Qian's father was very ill.

Basically, it can be said that they had a narrow escape from death. Of course, Nie Qian couldn't watch her father die like this. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would be saved. However, their situation was not good to begin with, and how could they have so much money.

Fang Zhiqiang’s family is not rich either. Both his parents are from rural areas. They farm some fields at home, so it’s a blessing to be able to train him. In order to treat Nie Qian’s father, Fang Zhiqiang found all his relatives, friends and classmates.

, colleagues borrowed money one by one, begging grandpa and suing grandma, and borrowed more than 500,000 yuan to treat Nie Qian's father. However, all the money was spent, and the patient was not saved in the end. It took less than a year to recover.

He died. Nie Qian’s father passed away. One day, Nie Qian suddenly sent Fang Zhiqiang a text message. Fang Zhiqiang still has the content of the text message on his phone and has not deleted it. It was just a few words: I’m sorry, I’m leaving. I can’t bear this.

I want to live a life without money. I am leaving, I am going to Shanghai, I am going to live the life of a rich person, forget me, I wish you happiness.

After receiving this text message, Nie Qian seemed to have evaporated from the world. No matter how hard Fang Zhiqiang searched, he could not find any trace or news. And Fang Zhiqiang was still burdened with a debt of more than 500,000 yuan, all of which was

He begged his grandfather and grandma one by one to borrow it, and everyone lent it to him for his sake. He not only owed the money, but also owed the love.

The debt of more than 500,000 yuan could not be repaid in his lifetime with his salary of more than 2,000 yuan a month as a civil servant.

In order to make money to pay off his debts, and to find Nie Qian and ask Nie Qian to give him an answer personally, Fang Zhiqiang quit his job and came to Shanghai alone with his bag on his back.

According to Bi Luochun, Fang Zhiqiang is a typical fool. He was deceived by others and ended up losing both his life and money. But Fang Zhiqiang himself never complained about anything. He just worked hard to make money and still

Money, he would work in whichever industry made more money. In the end, he gave up doing decent jobs in some big companies and chose to be a courier. According to Fang Zhiqiang, courier wages are high.

In fact, the salary of a courier is not too high, only five or six thousand yuan per month. In Shanghai, a city with soaring prices, it is not high. Only Bi Luochun knows why Fang Zhiqiang chose to be a courier.

Courier, just because the courier can keep moving around this city every day, the probability of encountering Nie Qian is relatively high, that's all.

The next day, Fang Zhiqiang got up as usual at six o'clock. After he got up, he realized that he was already unemployed. There seemed to be nothing to do when he got up so early. Thinking that Wang Yaxin had made an appointment with him to arrive at 8:30, he hesitated.

After a long time, I still gave up the plan of going to the job market. After simply packing up, I went out to the stairs downstairs, pushed my bicycle out, and then rode out the door.

He found a breakfast shop and had breakfast, and then rode slowly outside the community where Wang Yaxin lived. He looked at the time, it was 8:25. Fang Zhiqiang parked the bicycle on the side of the road, and then squatted on the

Smoking slowly beside the bicycle. At exactly 8:30, a BMW drove out of the community. Fang Zhiqiang knew that this car belonged to Wang Yaxin.

Wang Yaxin parked the car next to Fang Zhiqiang, looked at Fang Zhiqiang, frowned, pointed to the bicycle next to Fang Zhiqiang and said: Is this your means of transportation?

What’s wrong? Do you understand environmental protection?

Can't you come out in some decent clothes? Wang Yaxin then looked at Fang Zhiqiang's somewhat old clothes and said.

I said you are really interesting. What I wear is my own business, do you care? Do you have any work for me to do? Without me gone, I won’t have time to play around with you here.

Fang Zhiqiang said angrily, then turned around and got on his bicycle to leave. He himself did not take Wang Yaxin's so-called work seriously.

Come up! Wang Yaxin pressed the horn twice and said to Fang Zhiqiang.

What?

I asked you to come up in the car. Wang Yaxin reminded again.

Wait a minute, I'll lock the car. Fang Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, then got out of the car, took the lock and prepared to lock the bicycle to the street light pole next to it.

Don't lock it, no one will steal it from you. Wang Yaxin is a little impatient.

Fang Zhiqiang thought about it and realized that it was indeed true that no one would be so blind as to steal his own bicycle. Even if he stole it, he wouldn't be able to sell it for twenty or thirty yuan. So he pulled away generously.

Wang Yaxin's car door opened on the passenger seat.

Take this. Wang Yaxin took out an envelope from her bag and threw it on Fang Zhiqiang while driving.

What? Fang Zhiqiang was very curious.

Your salary this month is 10,000 yuan. Can you click it yourself? Wang Yaxin said lightly.

Fang Zhiqiang took it out of the envelope and saw that it was indeed a stack of hundred-dollar bills.

I said, what on earth are you doing? You pay me my salary before I do anything. This is the first time I have paid my salary first and then started working.

What's wrong? Don't want it? If you don't want it, give it back to me.

Don't say goodbye. If you want it, there is nothing you don't want. There is no one in this world who can't live with money. Money is the worst thing in this world. Seeing this stack of money, Fang Zhiqiang smiled widely.
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