Invincible playboy

Xia Dongchun is as beautiful and delicate as a lotus flower that has not yet bloomed. She ran over with a smile and grabbed Zhao Fanchen's arm, blinking her beautiful eyes lightly: "Really?"

"Really!" Nodding, Zhao Fanchen is also elegant and refined, and Xia Dongchun was shocked by the disaster of the country and the people. If this girl was placed in ancient times, she must be a stunner who turned all living beings upside down. Occasionally, a young posture will instantly make a man's eyes The defense line of the heart completely collapsed.

At this time, Zhao Fanchen, who was still wearing labor insurance clothing for migrant workers, was in stark contrast to the graceful and feminine Xia Dongchun beside him. The shop assistants stared at this strange pair in dumbfounded eyes, their eyes always looked a little weird, Looking at Zhao Fanchen's cheap attire all over his body, he couldn't believe it. What would he do to pay for this expensive outfit? Many people looked at Zhao Fanchen who was holding a black plastic bag suspiciously, wanting to see See how he makes a fool of himself for a while.

I also bought an LV bag for Xia Dongchun. Although Xia Dongchun was afraid of spending money, Zhao Fanchen's attitude was non-negotiable. In the middle of the night, Zhao Fanchen naturally reached out his hand and took out a stack of brand new banknotes bound by the bank from the black plastic bag, and threw it to the cashier girl with bright eyes.

The cashier girl's attitude immediately became gentle, and the smile on her face increased a lot: "Sir, the total is 620 yuan, thank you for visiting our store."

Xia Dongchun next to her opened her mouth slightly, and she didn't expect that the things in her hand would be so expensive. She tugged on Zhao Fanchen's cuff with some distress, but Zhao Fanchen didn't care very much. Although he had no money, he never They are not reluctant to spend money. It is worth spending any money for Xia Dongchun. Men who can spend money are generally good at making money. No matter what method they take, making money is the biggest motivation for these people. more money.

But what Zhao Fanchen needs most now is to be successful and earn a lot of money, so that Xia Dongchun can live a good life.

After leaving the specialty store, Zhao Fanchen said seriously: "Girl, I have the money to let you eat hot pot, so I will never let you eat spicy hot pot." I bought a big cake for Xia Dongchun, and the two of them Walking side by side on the road, Xia Dongchun suddenly tilted his head and wrinkled his face, and said worriedly: "Brother Xiaofan, they are all bad guys, will they come back to take revenge on us?"

"I won't let anyone bully you." Xia Dongchun has always rented a house with another girl outside. The safety factor there is not high. She lives outside with a girl. Zhao Fanchen is a little worried. The money in the money can't be used for other things, and it is more than enough to rent a better house. After a pause, he said firmly: "Go, girl, I will take you to see the house."

"House?" Xia Dongchun who didn't know what he was thinking in his heart asked in surprise, "What kind of house?"

"Of course it's a big house." Zhao Fanchen knew that the environment in a community was very good, and the security factor was also high, but the rent of the house might be a bit more expensive. A rental advertisement, after calling, there was a gentle female voice: "Hello, who is it? Oh! Our house is rented out, you can come and have a look, now, no problem, okay, I Will greet security."

A few minutes later, a taxi stopped at the entrance of Jinyuan Community. The two security guards were all surprised when they saw Xia Dongchun. It seemed that the owner had already said hello. Zhao Fanchen and Xia Dongchun had just entered the entrance. A stylishly dressed woman greeted her: "May I ask that you two called to rent a house just now?"

Zhao Fanchen nodded, and a kind woman appeared in front of her eyes. She wore professional suits and black stockings tightly wrapped her round jade legs. She was mature and plump, with uneven bumps. She seemed to have some urgent business at home. In the end, she paid 8000 yuan a year The price was rented to Zhao Fanchen. After paying the money in person and taking the key, the mature woman drove a red trot and left. The house has three bedrooms and one living room, with a kitchen and bathroom, and is about 120 square meters.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" As soon as Xia Dongchun came in, he happily ran to the balcony, looked at the rooms one by one, ran out and sat down on the sofa, pressing his small hands vigorously. Click, with a smile on his face, and said happily: "Brother Xiaofan, the house is very big, and this will be our nest from now on."

There is plenty of space in the house, and the furniture is basically untouched. Seeing Xia Dongchun so happy, Zhao Fanchen also smiled gently. After all, he is a girl, and he has long forgotten the unhappiness in the morning.

At the same time, at the gate of the small courtyard where Zhao Fanchen lived, the old man Chu, who usually likes to play chess with Zhao Fanchen, lowered his head and pushed his tricycle. On the walls in the alley, there were large Chinese characters drawn in a circle. It was circled, and it complemented the dilapidated old man pushing the dilapidated tricycle. Today’s harvest was not bad, and the tricycle was full of the fruits of Uncle Chu’s labor today~ It’s broken, and the heavy tricycle is heavy. In addition, the road in the small alley is not good, there are potholes, and there is a cross-flow of sewage, so it is extremely difficult to walk, and there is a small slope at the entrance of the small courtyard, and it is hard to push up from the small slope Uncle Chu breathed a sigh of relief when the tricycle was held down by a hand.

"Hey, old man, I want to ask you something. I heard that there is a bastard named Zhao Fanchen in your small courtyard. Do you know him?" Smoking a cigarette, with an arrogant expression on his face, he slammed Uncle Chu's tricycle. Uncle Chu staggered. The old man supported the overweight tricycle with all his might, but luckily he didn't back up.

"Yeah? You're so awesome, old man? I didn't expect you to be so fucking strong. You didn't fall down, and you dared to stand up in front of me. Damn, old coffin." Zi saw that after a push, he failed to make Uncle Chu fall to the ground. In order to show his awesomeness, he kicked hard, and the tricycle rushed down with a snort. , this old bone will definitely be washed away by the tricycle.

"Ah! Okay! Old coffin, you still dare to hide? I think you don't want to enter the coffin early, Mahler Gobi." One of the seven or eight little bastards took a handful out of his pocket. The watermelon knife sneered, swung it arrogantly in front of Uncle Chu a few times, and yelled strangely: "Old coffin, my elder brother asked you something, is there a 13-year-old named Zhao Fanchen in this yard?" ?”

With a crash, the tricycle slanted into the dangerous wall in the alley, and the tricycle turned over one by one. The tatters, waste paper, rotten iron, and wine bottles on it were scattered all over the ground, and the dangerous wall shook a few times and was gone. It didn't collapse, but the tricycle was bumped and twisted together. The front wheel was flattened and fell on the ground. The two wheels behind were spinning, and the carriage fell apart. These two people who accompanied Uncle Chu already had a lot of thoughts The tricycle finally fell apart as if it was overwhelmed, and it seemed to be scrapped.

The hunchbacked Uncle Chu has always been in poor health, he coughed a few times, and usually earns his living by collecting junk. At this time, his dark cheeks were a little flushed, and everyone in the yard usually called Uncle Chu dull, because he I usually don’t like to talk, and I’m willing to give in to everyone, so I get along with Zhao Fanchen. The two of them sit under the jujube tree in the yard at night, playing chess, and using the dim 25-watt light bulb , playing chess with fried peanuts and a bottle of Erguotou for two yuan in a small shop at the entrance of the alley.

With a helpless sigh, Uncle Chu's eyes dimmed, and he glanced at the broken tricycle with distress, and said in a shy voice, "No!"

"How dare you fucking lie to me. To tell you the truth, I came here only after I found out. Call that bastard to come out quickly, and don't let me tear down your old coffin." Fucked, he waved his hand as if the old man who was not looking at Uncle Chu was calling, but Uncle Chu turned to one side, stepped aside, stretched out his hand, pinched it, and twisted it, the arm of the long-haired bastard dislocated, and he was in pain. Called: "Do you still look at you Mahler Gobi? This old coffin has two hands, hurry up and beat me to death."

Seven or eight long-haired bastards surrounded Uncle Chu, all holding a folding watermelon knife in their hands, and waving them, they greeted Uncle Chu with a bang, and were kicked out by Uncle Chu, three bastards, but Is Uncle Chu old? After moving a few hands, he immediately panted, swayed, and his dark cheeks were a little red. His bones have been worn down by illness for many years. A watermelon knife was hit on the back, and blood splashed immediately.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon, and the people in the yard went out to seek a living, and none of them came back. It's just that today's harvest was good, so Uncle Chu came back a little earlier. When he got blood, he panicked immediately, kicked Uncle Chu fiercely a few times, gave a mouthful, and was afraid of killing people, so he ran away in a hurry, there were two horrific blood cuts on his back, Uncle Chu was kicked and fell to the ground. This scene happened to be seen by a few middle school students in the yard who skipped classes and came out to play.

"Look, it's Uncle Chu!" A sharp-eyed half-grown child exclaimed at the entrance of the alley, and several half-grown children hurried over. When they saw the blood on the ground, they immediately panicked, but they were still timid. The older Wang Xiaofeng made up his mind: "Damn, quickly hit 120!"

A half-grown kid called Erdan, still with a snot in his nose, unable to speak, hastily fished out his father's counterfeit mobile phone from his pocket, a few of them skipped class today to get a mobile card, I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time, but Erdan's hands were already shaking so badly that he couldn't dial the right number. Wang Xiaofeng saw that he was in a hurry, so he grabbed it and called 120. He took off his coat and pressed it on Uncle Chu. On the wound on the back, he supported the pale-faced Uncle Chu: "Grandpa Chu, hold on, 120 will be there soon."

"I'm fine!" Although Uncle Chu's face turned pale, he was still awake.

After thinking about it, Wang Xiaofeng still felt that it was not safe. Everyone knew that Uncle Chu had a good relationship with Zhao Fanchen. It happened that Wang Xiaofeng was willing to find Zhao Fanchen if he had anything to do. It was torn off from his shoulder, and the basic novel inside was scattered on the floor. He buried his head in the book on the floor and found a crumpled Chinese textbook. He searched for something quickly, and finally found it after a while. He took his mobile phone and dialed A mobile phone number was crookedly written in pencil on the Chinese textbook: "Hey, Brother Xiaofan, Uncle Chu was hacked by some hooligans at the gate of the yard, um, I understand Brother Xiaofan, you go directly to the hospital Bar."

After all, it was the first time to experience these things, so it was inevitable that he was a little flustered. Although Wang Xiaofeng is usually the king of children, it was also the first time he saw blood, and his face was already covered with sweat when he was done with all this work. Fortunately, he was still calm , directed the other three children to go into the house to get gauze or something to stop Uncle Chu from bleeding.

A few minutes later, the ambulance came. The doctor carried Uncle Chu into the ambulance and shouted, "Who is the parent? Follow me to the hospital."

Wang Xiaofeng neatly raised his little black hand, and before he could say anything, he had already rushed into the ambulance. The doctor was very helpless. Although Wang Xiaofeng's family was still a half-old child, under the current situation Something is better than nothing.

Zhao Fanchen, who was about to cut the cake for Xia Dongchun's birthday, changed his expression when he received the call. He grabbed the clothes and black plastic bag on the sofa, apologized to Xia Dongchun, and rushed out the door.