I've done whatever I want

Chapter 37
It's already early December, and the weather in Shanghai is a bit cold.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the lonely first-quarter moon floats in the western sky. Many late-night snack stalls are surrounded by workers who have extra meals.

When Xin Tong walked through the bustling industrial area and appeared in the "Da Viet Era" tavern, Fa Xiao Jiang Hua was squatting in front of the hotel smoking a cigarette. At this time, it was usually time to sing karaoke and eat food stalls.

People who come to the hotel to eat usually come in small groups. They set off when they get off work. The dinner starts at about six o'clock, and they chat for a while. They finish eating around eight or nine o'clock.

Diners who are still satisfied will also arrange a second half, and parties in the second half are usually held in a private place.

"Old classmate, what wind brought you here?" Jiang Hua saw Xin Tong at a glance, tall and big, conspicuous everywhere, he waved his hand and shouted loudly.

"Don't mention it, our department lost today, and I'm so depressed!" The boy walked over in three steps at a time, and said with his head drooping.

"Old classmate, I heard about your loss. Did you lose to the production department at the backend?" Jiang Hua asked leisurely, taking a puff of cigarette.

"Yes!" The young man agreed.

"What's so frustrating about losing to the favorite team? Hasn't your department already advanced to the knockout rounds?" Jiang Hua shook his lush hair, puzzled.

Why must we win over the arrogant backend production department?
"Yes, we advanced!" the young man replied calmly.

"Congratulations, it's great to be promoted. Let's have a drink tonight to celebrate!" After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he walked into the hotel and asked the chef in the hotel to prepare wine and dishes.

The boy also walked in. The hotel was much warmer than outside.

After the two sat down, there was inevitably a fight at the wine table.

Seeing that the young man was preoccupied, Jiang Hua couldn't help but persuade him: "I see that you are absent-minded today. Are you still worried about losing? How can there be no reason to only win but not lose? Get ready and prepare well for the knockout round!"

"Win the knockout rounds well?" the boy asked, then shook his head with a wry smile.

Jiang Hua didn't know his own difficulties. It would be great if he could reach the knockout round.

"Brother, don't you want to play well in the knockout round? Don't you want to give up?" Jiang Hua wondered. When it comes to the next knockout round, the boy has no morale.

Several groups of people from Mingyueguang came to eat and mentioned Xin Tong, and mentioned his three-pointers, which were precise and beautiful, with a feeling of a supersonic missile.

It must be a big loss for such a talented young basketball player to miss the knockout rounds.

"Brother, I've been suspended and I can't play, how can I play well in the knockout round?" The young man said with a sad face, all the grievances in his heart welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn his back and secretly wipe away his tears.

"What? Are you suspended?" Jiang Hua was shocked when he heard this.

So that's the case, the suspension, of course, the team's promotion has nothing to do with him.

"Yes!" The boy nodded.

"His mother, who did this good thing? The referee? How come I haven't heard of this matter?" Hearing that his old classmate was suspended, Jiang Hua couldn't help but explode.

Every day, people from Ming Yueguang would come over to eat and drink, bringing first-hand news and information. Of course Jiang Hua knew about the big events that happened on the court. His old classmate was suspended, but he was kept in the dark.

impossible!

Suspension is the strongest expression of gunpowder. The company-level basketball league is usually to enrich the spare time life of employees, spread positive energy, and strengthen communication between departments. I have never heard of suspension.

Did Xin Tong do something immoral?So much so that his standing on the court is an insult.

"Luo Gaogong!" The young man said lightly, and after he finished speaking, he felt a lot more relaxed.

This Gao Gong Luo can be said to be his great benefactor. If he hadn't known him with his discerning eyes, the young man might still be working as an operator in the bonding workshop.

He cannot hate his benefactor!
"It turned out that this kid did a good thing! This Luo Glasses didn't know what happened to him, but he dared to take you under the knife. Who are you, Xin Tong? You are my Jiang Hua's little boy! Don't worry, I will help you find a way , You must play in the knockout round, work hard, the MVP might be yours!" Jiang Hua patted the boy on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Jiang Hua mentioned MVP purely as words of comfort.

"You have a solution?" The youth's spirit was lifted.

"I'll find Manager Han and ask him to talk to you. He will find a way." After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he laughed.After laughing, he took out his Nokia phone from his waistband: "Director Han, Xin Tong has been suspended. Do you know about this?"

"What? Our three-point shooting prince has been suspended?" A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I heard that Luo Glasses did a good job!" Jiang Hua laughed coldly.

"What does a nerd know? He's just crazy! Let him go out and shoot a three-pointer and show me!" Director Han's tone was filled with blame and ridicule.

"You should personally come forward and handle this matter properly!" Jiang Hua said sternly.

"Don't worry, I'll settle this trivial matter for you right away!" Supervisor Han's voice was loud and unambiguous.

"Very good, respected Director Han, come over for a drink when you are free, I am waiting for you to come anytime in the Dayue era!" Things have come to an end, Jiang Hua looks very relaxed and happy.

"That's a must!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hua said: "Old classmate, go back and have a good sleep tonight and prepare for the competition with peace of mind. I'll wait for your good news in the knockout round!"

"Thank you!"

The two chatted while drinking, and time seemed to go back to the past.

"Old classmate, when I was in junior high school, I didn't hear that you could play basketball." Jiang Hua asked curiously.

"Yes."

"I heard that you are very accurate in three-pointers, just like NBA stars, and you have also fascinated many little girls." Jiang Hua said, tossing his lush hair.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, it's all a lie!" The boy said with a smile.

"Since Yao Ming played in the NBA, there have been more people playing basketball in nearby factories, and the business in my store has obviously improved. I plan to stock up on some liquor and beer, and the wholesale price will be cheaper." Jiang Hua is full of longing for the future.

After a period of observation, Jiang Hua discovered business opportunities. There was a certain connection between sports and beer sales.

"good idea!"

"In a few days, I'll buy some wild boars to improve the food for the workers in the nearby industrial zone!" Jiang Hua leaned into the boy's ear and said softly.

Wild boar?

The teenager remembered that the infection of a certain plague was related to wild animals. In the first half of 2003, people talked about wild animals and changed their colors.

"Old classmate, you have to be careful of the wild boar!" the young man stopped him immediately.

"Xin Tong, don't worry, the wild boar is Zhu Bajie, and it tastes very good!" Jiang Hua said mysteriously.

"Old classmate, I advise you not to mess with wild animals. They can be infected with viruses, which are deadly viruses!" the boy warned.

"Xin Tong, don't talk nonsense. Wild boar is very profitable and many diners like to eat it. We need to change the signature dish of our store in the future. Journey to the West Chicken is a bit outdated." Jiang Hua said happily.

Over the past few years, the signature dish of Journey to the West has attracted many customers, but diners like the new and dislike the old, and like to try something new, so the Journey to the West chicken should be abdicated.

　Have a happy weekend, and vote!

　　


(End of this chapter)