My Best Wife

Chapter 7 Making a Little White Face (2)

"This Nie Qian is really not a thing. It's so good that a big man was made like this by her." Bi Luochun muttered as she walked.

"Okay, just say a few words less. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. Go in quickly and remember to wash your feet." Liu Yan took Bi Luochun and walked into the bedroom inside.

Fang Zhiqiang waited until the two of them left, fell on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and went to bed before smoking.

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

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

"There is an MP3 in the cabinet. You plug in your headphones and go to sleep at night to listen to songs. Don't always eavesdrop. The main reason is that you are a single man who is stimulated every day to listen to it and cause psychological problems. How about, buddy still care Yours!" Bi Luochun said with a smile.

"Fuck you, you will die sooner or later." Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help cursing.

Fang Zhiqiang turned off the light and just lay on the sofa, lifting the quilt over his body. I lit a cigarette and smoked slowly. All those things in my heart slowly surfaced in front of me.

Like Bi Luochun, he also had a girlfriend when he was in college. He was not in the same class, but from the same department. The girl's name was Nie Qian, a nice name, and she was as good-looking as the name suggests. The recognized flower is very pure. It took Fang Zhiqiang a long time to catch up, and then the two got together.

The two have a very good relationship and love each other deeply. After graduating, Fang Zhiqiang returned to work in a small county in his hometown, took the exam as a local civil servant, and was assigned to work in the next township. This is how the work of a civil servant is. If you are not a leader but a general employee, you will never die if you are not full of food, and you will be guaranteed income from droughts and floods. However, if you deduct five insurances and one housing fund every month, you actually get less than 3,000 yuan. Before graduating from university, Nie Qian got a job in a company where the school is located, and the income is pretty good, more than five thousand a month.

Two years later, the two were finally ready to get married, but at this moment, Nie Qian's father fell ill, and Nie Qian's mother passed away very early. She grew up with her father. Nie Qian’s father was very sick. Basically, it was nine deaths. Of course, Nie Qian could not watch her father die like this. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would be saved. However, their condition was not good at all. How could they have so much money. Fang Zhiqiang's family is not wealthy either. Both his parents are from rural areas. It would be thank good for him to grow some fields at home. In order to treat Nie Qian’s father, Fang Zhiqiang found all his relatives, friends, classmates, and colleagues, and borrowed money one by one, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother. He borrowed more than 500,000 yuan to treat Nie Qian’s father. But, After all the money was spent, people were not saved in the end, and died after less than a year.

Nie Qian’s father left. One day, Nie Qian suddenly sent a text message to Fang Zhiqiang. The content of the text message Fang Zhiqiang is still in the phone and has not been deleted. Just a few words: "I’m sorry, I’m leaving. I can’t bear this. A life without money. I'm leaving, I'm going to Shanghai, I'm going to live the life of a rich man, forget me, and wish you happiness." After sending this text message, Nie Qian was like a world evaporated The same, no matter how Fang Zhiqiang looked, he couldn't find any shadow or news. And Fang Zhiqiang is still burdened with a debt of more than 500,000 yuan, all of which he borrowed from his grandpa to his grandma one by one. Everyone lent it to him because of his face. He not only owed it. Money, I owe this love. With a debt of more than 500,000 yuan, he would not be able to pay off his civil servant's salary of more than 2,000 yuan a month.

In order to make money and pay off debts, and to find Nie Qian to ask Nie Qian to give him an answer, Fang Zhiqiang quit his job and came to Shanghai with his bag alone. According to Bi Luochun's words, Fang Zhiqiang is a typical silly person, who is deceived by others, and the final result is a shortage of people and money. But Fang Zhiqiang himself never complained about anything. He just tried desperately to make money and pay it back. He would do whatever the industry made more money. Finally, he gave up going to some large companies to do decent jobs and chose to be a courier. According to Fang Zhiqiang’s words, express employees are highly paid. In fact, the salary of a courier is not too high, only five or six thousand yuan per month. In Shanghai, a city where prices are soaring, it is really not that high. Only Bi Luochun knows that Fang Zhiqiang chose to be one. Courier, just because the courier can go around the city non-stop every day, the probability of encountering Nie Qian is relatively high, that's it.

The next day, Fang Zhiqiang habitually got up at 6 o'clock. After he got up, he found out that he was unemployed. He seemed to have nothing to do when he got up so early. Thinking that Wang Yaxin had made an appointment to arrive at 8:30, he hesitated. For a long time, I gave up my intention to go to the talent market, and after a simple clean up, I went out to the stairs downstairs and pushed my bicycle out, and then rode out the door.

I found a breakfast shop and had breakfast, then slowly rode the car to the outside of the community where Wang Yaxin lived, and checked the time, it was 8:25. Fang Zhiqiang parked his bicycle on the side of the road, then squatted down beside the bicycle and smoked slowly. At 8:30 a.m., a BMW car 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 beside Fang Zhiqiang and said, "This is your means of transportation?".

"What's wrong? Don't you understand environmental protection?"

"Can't you come out wearing decent clothes?" Wang Yaxin said after looking at Fang Zhiqiang's somewhat old clothes.

"I said you are really interesting. What I dress like is my own business. Can you control it? Do you have a job for me? If I leave without me, I have no time to play with you. "Fang Zhiqiang said badly, then turned around and got on his bicycle to leave. He didn't take Wang Yaxin's so-called work seriously.

"Come up!" Wang Yaxin said to Fang Zhiqiang after pressing the horn twice.

"what?"

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

"Wait a minute, I will lock the car." Fang Zhiqiang hesitated, got out of the car, took the car lock and prepared to lock the bicycle to the street light pole nearby.

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

Fang Zhiqiang thought for a while, and it is true that with his own bicycle, it is estimated that no one is so indifferent to steal it. So he opened the door of Wang Yaxin generously and sat in the passenger seat.

"Take this." Wang Yaxin took out an envelope from her bag while driving the car and threw it on Fang Zhiqiang's body.

"What?" Fang Zhiqiang was very curious.

"Your salary this month is 10,000 yuan. Tap it yourself, right?" Wang Yaxin said lightly.

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

"What the **** are you doing here? You pay the salary first before I do anything. For the first time I did the job of paying the salary first and then working."

"What's the matter? Don't want it? Don't want to return it to me."

"Don't, want it, there is nothing you don't want, there is nothing in this world that can't afford to live with money, money is the worst thing in the world." Seeing this pile of money, Fang Zhiqiang smiled. .

Seeing Fang Zhiqiang's look like a money fan, Wang Yaxin's eyes showed disgust, and couldn't help saying: "Do you want money so much?".