At the beginning, I want to quit the arena

Chapter 20
"What do you think of what Damo said before he left?" Chefangniu asked Ma Biao after Sheng Jiale was sent out of the teahouse by Xihui.

Ma Biao shook his head: "The method is not bad, kills two birds with one stone, but after all, I have known the three of Gao Lao and the others for more than [-] years, even if something is wrong on weekdays..."

"Are you hanging on strings of Buddha beads all day long and you really think you are Guanshiyin?" When Ma Biao talked about his friendship with Gao Lao and the three of them, Chefang Niu was disdainful: "Those three guys were with Feilong back then. Boy, we are on different roads with Brother Jackson. Flying Dragon Boy is enough to fight. Two watermelon knives cut all the way from the West Ring Road to Wanchai. It is different. Isn't it stupid enough to be left by Brother Jichen as a flagpole, and I have already accompanied their bosses to the pot, anyway, I will not admit that such idiots are brothers, if you are soft-hearted, at most let them sit in prison for a few years."

Ma Biao was silent for a long time with a cigarette between his hands, before he lit it with a lighter and exhaled the smoke: "For this kind of thing, talk to Brother Feili. After all, we have been in the same school for many years, and the rules are not the rules."

After finishing speaking, Ma Biao got up, threw 100 Hong Kong dollars on the table, and walked towards the stairs while rubbing his back: "Xihui, remember to close the doors and windows, and don't let the boss neighbor scold me when he opens the door tomorrow."

"Uncle Biao."

Niu in the carriage house hesitated for a while, and then went downstairs with Ma Biao, and said irritably as he walked, "Of course a person like Feili won't. ..."

Xihui walked last, and waited for the two to go downstairs before turning off the lights on the second floor. A group of three walked out of Longhua Tea House. The citizens who came out for a walk after dinner, no one could have imagined that these three looked like old Longhua tea. The customer is the largest drug dealer in the Central and Western District of Xiangjiang.

After Sheng Jiale left Longhua Tea House, he stopped a taxi at the side of the street and went back to his residence in Temple Street, Yau Ma Tei. When he got home, it was already 75 o'clock in the evening. The tenement house at No. [-] Temple Street was empty, and he walked into the cramped and narrow living room. Inside, Sheng Jiale took out a can of Blue Girl beer from the old light green refrigerator and opened it, then lazily sat back on the sofa where an unknown number of women's pajamas were piled up, and took a sip into his mouth.

During this period of time, all the women under him are at work. Dabao and Huajiu should be busy with their brothers. As for his mother, Sister Ping, of course, she can’t be shaken and set up a stall on the street with the neighbors to sell those fake medicines. Kaizi is an aphrodisiac, so this time of day is a rare time for Sheng Jiale to calm down and truly relax.

If Gao Laoxian and the others are dealt with, I should be able to wash my hands in peace. The gangsters in Hong Kong tricked him at the age of 13 to pay when he joined. Now he has to wait for the consent of the club boss to quit, and then use the money to do it. This ritual cleans up thoroughly.

Shenzhen, Shanghai, and the capital are all waiting for him. Sheng Jiale vaguely remembers that at this time in the capital, a courtyard house doesn’t seem to have much money. In the previous life, he didn’t have the money to buy five small goals. Of course, he will find a way to make up for the regret in this life. .

Shenzhen City is now in the era of barbaric growth, and it is calling for the low-level reckless people like myself to show their strengths and earn the first pot of gold in life. Even if you start from the most basic and low-level small business, it is better to work hard than It is more promising to stay in Hong Kong as a gangster pimp.

The idiot in the previous life, who worked as a groom for five years, couldn't even afford 10 yuan in net worth. He only bought some fame and favors for himself. Le suspects that if he wants to become a Hong Kong businessman in Shenzhen, he may start by setting up a stall to sell some shoes, socks and underwear.

Now that the golden basin is not far away, and the great future is about to unfold, Sheng Jiale feels much better. After drinking the beer, he stood up and turned on the cassette player next to him. Zhang Guorong's classic song "Monica" came from it. 》, Sheng Jiale relaxed and danced to the music in the messy and cramped living room.

But as soon as the singing sounded, the door of a bedroom next to him was opened. His daughter, Theresa, was holding an English book in her hand, and she was surprised to see that her upper body was swaying to the music, her hips and shoulders were in disarray. Sheng Jiale who stopped twisting: "Old Dou? What are you doing?"

Sheng Jiale quickly turned off the music, and looked at Theresa with some embarrassment: "I thought you haven't finished your evening class yet."

"Today is Sunday. I told you that you study at home." Theresa came over and sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at Sheng Jiale curiously: "Old Dou, what are you happy about?"

Seeing Theresa's question, Sheng Jiale shrugged: "Well, I want to wash my hands and leave Hong Kong."

Theresa immediately raised her hands and made a pause gesture, then got up and trotted back to her bedroom, and soon came out with a bag of pistachios, wearing only a men's shirt, her two legs exposed to the air Sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his long legs, he smiled at Sheng Jiale and said, "You can continue, old bean."

Seeing the woman in front of her, Sheng Jiale became a little hesitant when she wanted to share the happy moment with others.

The woman in front of her is the only white moonlight in the heart of the scum who used to see women in the previous life. In this line of work, the grooms rarely know the real names of the women under him, and they don't care what the women are called. Women will also take some English names, flower names To hide her real name, but the woman in front of her, Sheng Jiale knows her name and everything about her.

Her name is Feng Aoer. She is a Form 17 student of San Yu College, a private secondary school in Kowloon. She is about to take the Longmen Exam. This year, there are 1 secondary school students in Hong Kong taking the exam. %, that is to say, out of the 17 middle school students, only less than 2000 are qualified to become college students, and Feng Aoer is among the one percent who have absolutely excellent grades.

She came out to do this voluntarily because she had to bear the high tuition fees of her own private college, the four years of university expenses accumulated, and her father's medical expenses of hundreds of dollars every day in the hospital.

She was originally from a good family, her father was in business, lived in a detached bungalow, and hired Filipino maids, but her father was overworked and suddenly suffered brain stem hemorrhage and fell into a coma. After taking care of her for a while, her mother found that there was little hope of recovery, so she quietly packed up and sold her property and ran back to her hometown of Nanwan. According to a normal person's reaction, Feng Aoer should not be able to bear the blow, and was lured and deceived by bad students, and finally took this path, but she didn't. Although she was studying in a private Christian academy, those rigid school rules blocked her from asking for help from the outside world. She could not borrow money from her classmates, and it seemed unlikely that her classmates would lend her too much money, so she chose to sell herself, and she firmly believed that after she saved enough money, she could get out of this experience with a strong heart.

At that time, she was one year younger than now, and the words she said shocked the heart of the former scum, because Sheng Jiale felt that this woman was too powerful and very purposeful, and she was the same person as him in her bones. The target can be regardless of everything, privately this scumbag still thought about whether to make Feng Ao'er his girlfriend, because he had never seen a woman who was smarter than Feng Ao'er, and he firmly believed that Feng Ao'er would rise to the top sooner or later.

Even the reborn Sheng Jiale admires this woman quite a lot. She not only has a high IQ in her studies, but also has an outstanding EQ. She has a clear life plan. She has already chosen a major for preview before she even goes to university. She will graduate in the future , will make myself a psychiatrist.

"What's the matter, old bean?" Feng Ao'er had already sat down and was ready to listen to Sheng Jiale sharing his happiness, but found that Sheng Jiale had no intention of bringing it up again, so she asked, "Do you want to give this to you? Or if I go in to read a book, won't it prevent you from continuing to dance?"

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the door, and then Qiang Zai's voice sounded outside: "Brother Le, are you inside? Brother Bao asked me to come see you, he told Young Master Tang to come back from Nanwan, call me Call, I want you to personally take someone to Shangri-La to hold a concubine selection meeting by name!"

"Received." Sheng Jiale exhaled foul breath, and was about to walk outside, when Feng Aoer suddenly spoke softly on the sofa behind him:
"Old Dou, you haven't arranged any guests for me for half a month."

"Concentrate on studying and preparing for the university entrance exam. I recently prepared to wash my hands in the gold basin. Before I wash my hands, I will help you get a sum of money from the club. It is your reward for calling me Laodou during this time. Take the money and leave. Don’t come back. Change here. You can’t achieve the life goal of a smart girl like you, because you have a strong heart, but this place can slowly stain your strong heart and change your way of doing things in this world.” Sheng Jiale opened the door and looked back To Feng Ao'er who was on the sofa, he said with a smile: "Psychiatrist, first of all, your heart must be pure. You are lucky to meet me, a reformed old man."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Jiale walked out, leaving Feng Ao'er sitting cross-legged on the sofa, the smile on her pretty face slowly turning into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)