The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Zhang Chunxi never expected that Ruan Qingqing would hand over 5000 yuan to them the next day with his casual words.

Great Unity is no longer popular. They are all old people's heads, gray-blue in color, and glowing with colorful lights under the light. There are 150 sheets in total, which are only half the thickness of a brick.

But it is conceivable how much effort Ruan Qingqing spent to raise so much money in one day.

"Sister, where did you get so much money?"

"You don't inquire about social affairs."

"……okay."

Zhang Chunxi shut his mouth obediently.

Jiang Chen stared at her intently, with a hoarse voice, "Didn't you borrow it from Qin Hao?"

If so, he would rather be beaten to death by Liu Qiang than let her return it immediately.

Jiang Chen was filled with depression and irritability.

"No."

"Sister, don't lie to me."

There was a bit of pleading in his tone.

Ruan looked at him lightly, "I don't have the nerve to ask Qin Hao for a loan. I mortgaged the commercial house, and asked my cousin to help me raise some."

This time, even Zhang Chunxi was stunned.

"Sister, did you mortgage your dowry?"

On the day the garment factory got the loan, Ruan Dahai drank a few more drinks for a while, and told Zhang Chunxi the original intention of buying a commercial house for his daughter and why he would rather close the garment factory than sell his daughter’s commercial house. He was worried that if the garment factory was gone, he would not be able to buy a dowry for his daughter.

Jiang Chen looked at Ruan Qingqing in astonishment, his throat seemed to be pinched, and he couldn't speak a word.

Ruan Qingwei was embarrassed by the two of them, and her face was hot, "Look what I am doing, I haven't put away the quick money, if you are short of money in the future, tell me, I will find a way, and I am not allowed to buy lottery tickets Yes, do you hear me?"

Zhang Chunxi joked, "Sister, you are not afraid that Uncle Hai will break your leg if he finds out that you have mortgaged the dowry?"

Ruan gently laughed, "No, he is reluctant to hit me."

How could there be such a girl in the world.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Chen regretted that he had too little education and low culture, so that he didn't know what words to use to describe her beauty.

She didn't know that what she gave him was not just help, but salvation.

She is a high god who pulls him, a mouse who is used to being in the dark gutter, out of the filthy and smelly mud, so that he can stand upright in the sun, with greed and delusions in his heart.

"Sister, are you not afraid that we will lose your money?"

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you lose. Even if you fail this time, I believe you will succeed in the future."

Ruan Qingqing spoke with certainty, because she knew how successful Jiang Chen was in her previous life.

But Jiang Chen and Zhang Chunxi didn't know.

Zhang Chunxi was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, "Sister, can I hug you, I think you are a nice person, just like my own sister."

"You climb!"

Jiang Chen kicked Zhang Chunxi away with one kick, his slender body stood in front of Ruan Qingqing, and his black eyes fell on her unpredictable face.

"Sister, why are you so nice to me?"

Compared with the need and desire for money, he is more eager to know the reason why she treats him well.

"Because you deserve it, Jiang Chen."

you're worth it.

Those three simple words are enough to make Jiang Chen remember his whole life.

He had the courage to take half a step towards her, but he only had the courage to take half a step. He didn't dare to take any more, and he didn't dare to be greedy.

"Sister, did you throw away the 100 yuan on the stairs on purpose?"

How could Ruan Qingqing admit to such a shameful black history, and left without saying a word.

Zhang Chunxi leaned over, looked at Ruan Qingqing's hurried back, and asked Jiang Chen puzzled, "What is 100 yuan for, my sister is blushing."

"none of your business."

Jiang Chen cursed, but his black eyes were full of tenderness.

He already knew the answer.

He's so stupid, she just wants to help him and be nice to him, but he suspects that she has something wrong with her.

"Tell me, is there anything I can't listen to?" Zhang Chunxi was still reluctant.

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On the same day, Jiang Chen went to the cement factory with the money, and paid out the wages of the employees one by one, and then signed a transfer contract with the owner of the cement factory.

All dust settled.

Zhang Chunxi stood on the roof of the cement factory with his hips akimbo, looking down at the dilapidated factory area and various machinery and equipment.

"Starting from today, I can be considered a boss no matter how big or small I am, and I will call him Boss Zhang when I see him in the future."

As he said that, Zhang Chunxi turned his head to look at Jiang Chen, who was watching the cement factory like him, "With the friendship between the two of us, it's not too much for me to be a deputy factory director, right?"

Jiang Chen's throat moved slightly, "Well, it's not too much, the factory manager can do it for you."

"Then what are you talking about? What are you doing?"

"I'm your old man."

"Climb for me!"

Taking over the cement plant is only the first step.

The next day, Jiang Chen went to the old worker who had previously paved the road according to the address, and hired the old worker and his son to work as workshop directors in the cement factory, specializing in the production of cement bricks.

The old worker's surname is Zheng, his full name is Zheng Guowei, and his son's name is Zheng Jingren.

In addition to the Zheng family father and son, Jiang Chen also hired people who used to work in the Zheng family brick factory, but many of them went to work in other places. Jiang Chen asked Zheng Jingren to call these people and tell them to resign immediately and take the train back. , he reimbursed the fare, and gave everyone a salary that was [-]% higher than the market.

Two days later, the cement factory made the first batch of cement bricks.

At this time, there were only three days left before the time Jiang Chen promised to Secretary Li.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, the Xingyuan Bar was full of lights and feasting, and the noise was loud. Jiang Chen walked through the crowd and went to the box on the second floor.

"Brother strong."

Liu Qiang was hugging a coquettish and sexy beauty and eating with gusto, when Jiang Chen interrupted his good deed, his face was full of displeasure, and he opened his mouth full of Chinese quintessence.

Jiang Chen let Liu Qiang insult him with lowered eyebrows, without saying a word.

After Liu Qiang vented his temper, he stared at Jiang Chen with a smile on his face, "Did you bring the money?"

"Brother Qiang, I'm here to tell you about this..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen's dark eyes fell on the woman snuggling in Liu Qiang's arms.

The woman secretly winked at Jiang Chen, turned her head and wanted to act coquettishly with Liu Qiang and wanted to stay, but was slapped away by Liu Qiang.

The woman covered her face from the beating, twisted her buttocks and walked away in shame and indignation.

Jiang Chen turned his attention to the other subordinates in the box.

Seeing Jiang Chen like this, Liu Qiang waved his hand and sent all his subordinates away.

As the box door was closed, the sound was also cut off. No one knew what Jiang Chen and Liu Qiang said inside that night.