life pawn game

Chapter 45 Dad Can Only Rely on You

The friend seemed to be busy and hung up the phone.

Zhuang Hongyi wiped his wet face, and the rainwater flowing from his hair drenched his face again.

Only then did he understand the function of the eyelashes. The rainwater slid down the eyelashes so that it wouldn't all flow into his eyes.

He walked into a convenience store opposite the school, bought a cup of coffee, took shelter from the rain, and thought about how he got into this situation.

The game went smoothly at first, and he dared to bet big, scaring the gamblers and winning more than 130 million.

His mind told him it was time to leave, but his ass refused to leave the table.

People always say that the brain is controlling the body, but Zhuang Hongyi feels that this is nonsense. If the brain is really controlling the body, why can't he leave the gambling table?
Thinking about it again, when I was young, I got into a lot of trouble because of the desire of the lower body. At that time, the brain was completely controlled by the lower body.

It can be seen that the so-called brain controlling the body is a very biased statement.

At least, the body can occasionally be lowered and the brain can be pressed down and beaten.

This was what happened to him last night, the palm that drew the cards refused to leave, the butt that sat on the soft stool refused to leave, the ears that listened to the call of the cards refused to leave, the nose that smelled the smoke refused to leave...they rose up , his brain ran away, and Zhuang Hongyi turned into a beast addicted to gambling.

However, the gamblers who were frightened by him slowly came back to their senses. Without the command of the brain, no one obeyed the palms, buttocks, ears, and noses. The internal friction was serious and he was not organized. He lost again and again.

When he reacted, there were 200 million left in his hand.

He originally thought that if he lost 200 million, he would stop, but now he has lost 200 million.

One word difference, completely different meaning.

Damn, didn't I set an alarm clock for 200 million!
He went to question the brain, only to find that the body is now in power, and the brain's memorial was stopped by the body, and the treacherous ministers harmed the country!
It was very late, and the gamblers were about to leave. He held back these friends and tried his best to persuade them.

How can these people just leave like this!He must win the money back!
Thinking about it now, the body was still controlling the brain at that time, otherwise how could he be so brain-dead, making mistakes again and again.

The gamble continued until this morning, and I lost it all, and owed 50.

He bought a pack of cigarettes, smoked and thought about it.

He wanted to understand one more thing.He was probably set up.Otherwise, no matter how much he loses, he shouldn't lose so much.

There are no rules and justice in the game of gambling. If you lose, you lose. He can't afford to offend those gamblers, so he can only grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

But what about the company's money?
On the way out from the gambler's house, he has been worrying about this matter.

Until he saw the car and the classmate of the little daughter.

He raised his head and looked towards the school gate.On a rainy day, class is approaching, there are a lot of cars and people, and there is a lot of darkness.

The Bentley had left long ago.

He thought of the respectful attitude of the driver who got out of the car and opened the door. He was obviously not an elder, but just a driver.

This kind of driver, this kind of car, he has only seen in real capitalists.

He recalled the first time he saw the boy, in a photo.

It was like a year ago, the youngest daughter forgot to bring the book and called him to deliver it. He entered the little daughter's bedroom and saw the one-inch photo on the desk.

I don’t know how the little daughter got the ID photo. The boy in a dark blue down jacket is standing in front of a white background and looking at the camera.

Zhuang Hongyi felt jealous in an instant, not because his youngest daughter collected the photos of the boy, but because the boy was very good-looking, and he was jealous of the boy himself.If he had such a look, he would not have suffered because of the relationship between men and women when he was young.

Later, the vigilance also rose because of the daughter's collection of photos of teenagers.He didn't tell his younger daughter, but asked his elder daughter.

The eldest daughter was an intern at the younger daughter's school and told him the boy's name.

He frowned tightly, took two puffs of cigarettes, dived into the depths of his memory, and found the name——Xia Qiu.

The name is like a person, with a very charming and simple beauty that is neither luxurious nor pretentious.

The second time I saw Xia Qiu was also a year ago, when I registered for the start of school.

Because of his experienced and ruthless gaze, he could tell from one glance at the expressions of his younger daughter and Xia Qiu that although the two had a good relationship, they were far from being boyfriend and girlfriend, and that the younger daughter was in unrequited love.

It's just an ordinary friendship, it seems a bit difficult to handle.

But, besides this, what else can be done? More than 800 million has been squandered by him.

The phone rang, and it was a friend who was busy and called.

"I was driving just now, what's the matter?" the friend asked.

They say they are friends, but they just met a few times. He is the boss of the other's son, and the other is her eldest daughter's colleague and the younger daughter's teacher at the same school.He looked down on the other party a little and rarely contacted him, but it was not a problem if he wanted to ask about it.

He didn't ask his eldest daughter, he didn't want his family to know about it for the time being.

"Excuse me." As usual, it was time to greet for a while, Zhuang Hongyi couldn't wait, and went straight to the topic, "I want to ask one thing, do you know the student Xia Qiu? It's really urgent, I'll treat you to a drink later."

The circle in the school is very small, if Xia Qiu is from a wealthy family, the teachers must know about it.

"Oh, you are asking the right person!" The friend said with pride.

"How to say?"

"I don't know much about other things. If you ask your eldest daughter, she knows more than I do."

Zhuang Hongyi waited for him to say but.

After three to five seconds, but appeared.

"However, there is one thing that only I know, and I haven't told anyone at all!"

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Hongyi sneezed, his body was getting colder and colder in the rain, he was anxious to hear the truth, the other party was still trying to trick him, he wished he could give him two punches.

"This matter has to start with an evening self-study. I teach the second year of high school. Xia Qiu has a younger sister who is in my class..."

"Sorry, Mr. Luo, can you speak more concisely?"

"Hahaha," laughed awkwardly, "it was Xia Qiu who won the first prize of the two-color ball. After deducting taxes, the hand was probably more than 500 million."

"Just this? Any information about his family?"

"Huh? His family should be quite ordinary, I think his sister's clothes are very ordinary."

Is the family normal?Even if you win 500 million, it is impossible to lend 1000 million.Zhuang Hongyi was disappointed and puzzled.

If the family is ordinary, how do you explain the Bentley and the driver?It's impossible for his family to spend at least half of the bonus just to buy a car, right?
"Wait, I remembered!" The voice suddenly said, "Xia Qiu is staying at a relative's house. That younger sister is not her real sister, and her parents are not her real parents."

Hope rekindled, Zhuang Hongyi asked: "Is there any news about his biological parents?"

"I don't know about this, I'll help you ask, but most people don't know either."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

The last thanks came from the heart, and Zhuang Hongyi hung up the phone.

He thought that Xia Qiu's biological parents may have a lot of assets, and the boy still has more than 500 million lottery winners.

Coupled with some assets under the young man's name, he alone may be able to raise tens of millions for himself.

But, how to let him borrow money?

Zhuang Hongyi paced under the canopy of the convenience store to dispel the cold and activate his brain.

Do you really want to borrow it from your younger daughter's classmate?

Yes, he has no choice. No one can give him tens of millions. Relatives can contribute at most one million, and friends don't care.

There is no choice.

He scratched his hair, very depressed, very depressed, wanting to go back to the self he stabbed to death last night to gamble.

Feeling lost for a while, he went to the cake shop and ordered the snacks that his little daughter liked.

Yuqian, dad can only rely on you.

(End of this chapter)