Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 7

Xu Yixin was shocked, sold the house, and changed to a bigger and better house?
For this house, she and Lao Wang worked so hard to pay the mortgage that they almost went to the street to beg.

Change to a bigger and better house... Did your son win the lottery?
"Why change?" Xu Yixin asked Wang Zihao.

Wang Guangnian didn't know whether he was coughing too much or because he was too excited. Anyway, his face was blushing and his neck was thick, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"I have a...friend. She has a villa. She doesn't want it anymore and wants to give it to me." Wang Zihao tried hard to organize his words.

Wang Guangnian finally recovered, with a hoarse voice, he sneered and said, "You have such a rich friend? Maybe you drank too much, and gave you a villa for no reason? I also received a call the day before yesterday, saying that I won a lottery, and the prize It’s a mobile phone worth more than 1 yuan, and they asked me to pay 250 yuan for postage first, and they will send the mobile phone over.”

It was me who drank too much, not others, Wang Zihao regretted telling his parents about it.

But thinking of so many good songs in the previous life, they were all sold to Liu Qianqian in black and white. Not only did he not benefit himself, but he also asked for trouble by abducting an ancestor to come back as a sacrifice.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy. The house in Jinhu Mansion was sold, and he could get more than 200 million yuan, which was enough to pay off the two-year mortgage on the villa in Fengzhiyu.

He didn't believe it. After two years, his annual income would not exceed one million.

"Give it to you?" After hesitating for a moment, Xu Yixin asked, "Is there a condition?"

Wang Zihao nodded: "Yes, if you pay back the mortgage of 15 yuan a month, and pay it back for another [-] years, that villa will be ours."

Just know, Wang Guangnian sneered: "There is no pie in the sky, you work hard and go to work honestly. With a mortgage of [-] a month, your mother and I have lived like ghosts and ghosts for these years. Nine Wan? Do you want our lives?"

In other matters, Xu Yixin always sided with her son.

In this matter, she couldn't stand up even if she wanted to, and said: "Haohao, don't keep thinking about getting rich. We are ordinary people. We should work hard and go to work. Don't think about anything else. The National Anti-Fraud Center has said that as long as we don't No one can cheat us if we are greedy or not.”

After being educated by his parents in turn, Wang Zihao went downstairs sullenly.

Then, after walking for more than 200 meters, he walked out of the Jinhufu community, turned right, and within 100 meters, he crossed Huanhu Road and came to the edge of Taohua Lake.

Peach Blossom Lake is very big, about ten kilometers around the lake.

Within 3 minutes of walking west along the lake, Wang Zihao crossed the bridge from the north gate and entered Peach Blossom Island.

Taohua Island is about one kilometer long and 100 meters wide.

As the sky darkened, music was heard from the loudspeaker on Peach Blossom Island, and at the same time, the lake began to spray water.

Music fountain time is up!

With the rhythm of the music, the fountain merges with the gorgeous lights to create an endless water curtain. The colorful water column is like a graceful girl swaying, charming and gentle.

"I love the blue sky of the motherland
clear sky sunny
White clouds pave the way for me

The east wind sends me flying forward

......"

Sitting on the music fountain square, listening to the music and looking at the fountain, Wang Zihao frowned.

He was thinking about how to make money, at least get the villa of Liu Qianqian, the language of the wind, first.

Of course I couldn't get it. A few months later, the house was foreclosed by the bank because I couldn't pay the mortgage, and I still owed the bank a large sum of money.

It is impossible to work part-time when you start your life again, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life.

But if you can’t do business, what should you do?
In the music, a group of children followed the fountain on the shore from time to time to hide and seek, laughing and laughing.

While thinking about the future, suddenly, a surprised voice sounded next to Wang Zihao: "Hao Hao!"

Looking up, a tall and strong boy stood aside, grinning.

"A Fei!" Wang Zihao also grinned and stood up.

The person who came was his high school classmate, Ma Tengfei.

In the three years of high school, Class Seven has always been No.1 in the grade basketball game. Apart from the existence of Wang Zihao, Ma Tengfei also contributed a lot.

If it weren't for Wang Zihao and Ma Tengfei's excellent grades in school, they were qualified for admission to key universities, the school basketball coach would have scooped them up in the first year of high school.

"I thought it was you from a distance, but I didn't expect it to be!" Ma Tengfei patted Wang Zihao's shoulder excitedly.

"Come back from Huacheng?" Wang Zihao was also very excited. For three years in high school, the two were inseparable, going to and from school together.

But after going to college, except for the first year, they kept in touch frequently.

From the second year, because we had our own circles and made girlfriends, we had less and less contact.

Even during the winter and summer vacations, the two who lived near the Peach Blossom Lake had never seen each other a few times.

In the second semester of senior year, Ma Tengfei, who was studying far away in Huacheng, was looking for an internship in Huacheng, and decided to settle down in Huacheng in the future.

"I'm back, I won't go there again." Asked this by his former best friend, Ma Tengfei's eyes flashed a gloomy look, but it disappeared quickly, and said with a smile: "From now on, I will treat our county Shacheng with peace of mind and make contributions to my hometown. .”

"Contribution? Are you sure you didn't come back to hold back your hometown?" Wang Zihao said in shame, "I'm holding back my hometown right now."

According to official data, the per capita GDP of County Shacheng reached 13.21 this year.

Wang Zihao has been working as an intern for half a year, and his monthly income is just over 2.4 yuan, which is 3 to [-] yuan when converted into GDP, which seriously hinders his hometown.

Hearing Wang Zihao's words, Ma Tengfei was a little embarrassed: "My parents have worked for more than 20 years, and now they are still holding back my hometown. I just graduated, so it is understandable."

The wicked beauty, Wang Zihao thought of rich people like Liu Qianqian again.

He was averaged by rich people like Liu Qianqian.

"When did you return to Junsha, and you didn't tell me?" Wang Zihao and Ma Tengfei sat down to chat.

"I came back today." Ma Tengfei took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket: "Would you like one?"

Wang Zihao was amazed, honest man Ma Tengfei, he used to be the least interested in smokers, when he came back years ago, he refused to hand over cigarettes to his classmates and friends.

Now, they all buy their own pumps.

There is a story!
In the music fountain, the two sat in the innermost part of the square and smoked, chatting about the past and present, work and life.

Regarding love, the two did not mention a word.

It has not yet reached the stage of leftover men and women. The first task of young people is to work and make money.

With money, love will come naturally.

"The IT industry in Junsha is underdeveloped, and the salary is much lower than that of the four super cities. Are you going to continue looking for an IT job when you return to Junsha?" When talking about work, Wang Zihao asked Ma Tengfei.

"No, I changed my career." After a moment of silence, Ma Tengfei said.

Seeing the secretive look of his old classmate, Wang Zihao couldn't help asking strangely: "You majored in computer science. No matter how low the IT salary in Junsha is, it's still a high-paying job. Why did you change your career?"

"I think I can be an online novel writer." Ma Tengfei said shyly.

Wang Zihao was shocked suddenly: "Online novel writer?"

(End of this chapter)