Rebirth in the abortion operating room, the rough husband domineeringly dotes on him

Chapter 9
Liu Ercong, who was sitting on the sofa, involuntarily corrected his attitude as Jiang Zhixing finished speaking.

"Here, you are so capable, where did the money go?" Liu Ercong asked doubtfully. It's not like you have worked so hard and people didn't give you money, right?

Jiang Zhixing looked at the person opposite him with clear eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Oh, forget it. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. It will upset people!" Liu Ercong was really convinced by this stubborn donkey. He collapsed in frustration and leaned on the sofa.

He lit a cigarette and started puffing away.

After a while, he said with some regret: "I won't ask you these questions anymore. It's just that you want to borrow money, but I really can't."

Jiang Zhixing stared into his eyes quietly, unmoved when he heard these words, obviously not believing it.

Liu Ercong turned his head, looked at the Buddha statue in the middle, and said seriously: "As you know, I did make money from my last movie, but it was not as much as I imagined. I only had [-] yuan left to spend on the trip."

Jiang Zhixing listened quietly. This is indeed the case in this industry. It seems that there is a lot of profit, but in fact only a small part of it is divided into hands, and most of it is divided up by others.

Through the smoke ring, Liu Ercong looked pious: "When I was filming the last movie, I made a wish to the Buddha. I promised that after success, I would spend 10 yuan to build a golden body for the Buddha."

When Jiang Zhixing heard this, he lowered his head and looked away, tapping the mahogany sofa armrest with his slender fingers.

"Brother Cong, we all believe in Buddhism. What happened to my wife this time is also very dangerous. Before the examination, I also begged the Buddha and promised that if my wife and the child in her belly are fine, I will give him ten gold coins. Body." When Jiang Zhixing said this, he seemed a little careless, as if he just said it casually.

But Liu Ercong knew that was not the case. People in their circle were very religious and would never talk nonsense. However, sometimes, it was useless to ask the Buddha. For example, now, the Buddha would not give him 10 yuan. .

"So, as soon as I made my vow, Brother Cong, you prepared the money. Isn't this the appearance of Buddha?" Jiang Zhixing said this word for word.

"Cough, cough, cough." Liu Ercong suddenly choked and coughed.The fingers holding the cigarette were trembling.

Jiang Zhixing stretched out two fingers, pushed the ashtray in front of Liu Ercong, and looked at him calmly.

Liu Ercong stubbed out his cigarette, took a deep sip from his teacup, and felt better.

He and Jiang Zhixing have known each other for a few years. In the past, when the other party saw him, although he could not speak well, he still had at least some respect. Unlike now, when he has a simple and honest face, he says very shameless things. .

It's still a matter of course.

"You, are you sure this money was given to you by Buddha." Liu Ercong couldn't help but scolded this hateful man.

"Sure, Buddha said, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Jiang Zhixing took this sentence very seriously.

Liu Ercong rubbed his forehead with a headache. He was a normal person, and he really couldn't deal with such a shameless person.Thinking that the other party was actually trying to save people, I couldn't bear it.

As he spoke, he came out with some hesitation: "It's not impossible to lend it to you. It's just that I have already said hello to the master about making a golden body. Now you suddenly do this, I don't know yet." How can I explain this to Master?"

Jiang Zhixing thought of his master on the mountain and was silent for a while. Then he took out his cell phone and started making a call.

Liu Ercong was shocked: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Zhixing didn't even raise his head and replied calmly: "Call Master and ask him."

Liu Ercong suddenly covered his forehead, spread out on the sofa, and growled with a painful look on his face: "Do you have any bottom line? You don't even want to become a monk."

While talking, the phone call was already connected.

【Knowledge and practice. ] Opposite was a gentle and compassionate male voice.

[Master, it’s me. ] When Jiang Zhixing was on the phone, he was sitting very upright, and the expression on his face was no longer cold, but much softer. [I was just saying that I haven’t seen you come to the mountain for a long time. If you’re not busy, I’ll come and sit on the mountain. 】The voice on the other side continued.

Jiang Zhixing nodded in agreement, glanced at the man who shrank into an ostrich shape, and said directly, "Master, how was the wine I brought you last time?" 】

When he heard the wine, Liu Ercong next to him looked surprised. He quietly sat up straight and listened to the noise here.

what wine?

Is it
Jiang Zhixing smiled slightly: "As long as you are satisfied, I plan to bring you some more wine. However, it seems that monks cannot drink alcohol. Isn't that okay with you?" ”]

The voice on the other side was immediately anxious: "Oh, don't worry, Master, it's just too cold in the mountains. Just drink a little, it's okay, and I won't tell others." 】

The smile in Jiang Zhixing's eyes deepened, and Liu Ercong, who was eavesdropping next to him, opened his mouth in shock with a look of disbelief.

The master's image of a perfect monk completely took a turn in his mind and headed in a strange direction.

[Master, in that case, I am urgently using 10 yuan to save lives. I believe Buddha wouldn’t mind molding his golden body later. 】Jiang Zhixing managed two men perfectly by himself.

There was no sound coming from the microphone on the opposite side for a long time, and Jiang Zhixing heard a gasp.

There was also a mature old monk there. After thinking for a while, he understood what the 10 yuan was referring to. He immediately felt some pain in his heart and couldn't help but take a breath.

{[You have already said it, what else can I say, the brat is still trying to help me] The old monk opposite muttered, lamenting that he had been taken advantage of, and gave himself two gentle slaps in annoyance. , "I told you to be greedy, I told you to be greedy."

He didn't know yet that his little secret had already been heard by his other well-behaved big dog.

After giving himself a slap, he changed his position again and sipped the wine. This was authentic grain wine. This brat was so stingy that he would bring him two kilograms of wine every time he went to the mountains in a few months. It's a pity that he has to save money every day for an old man.

His legs were cold, and he sighed in a pretentious tone.

After slowly finishing today's share, he touched his bald head and wondered what happened to this brat. He usually didn't take money seriously. Whenever he had money, he would spread it out in large quantities. I can't even hear a sound, and now I'm still trying to recruit someone for a mere 10 yuan.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, my brain is really sick.

Here Jiang Zhixing hung up the phone and urged Liu Ercong to take the money with his eyes.

At this point, Liu Ercong decided to make a lot of money, but 10 yuan was not a small amount at that time. Because he planned to donate it to the temple, he just handed it to Jiang Zhixing with a thick wad of cash. of reluctance.

After dragging his hands and refusing to let go, Jiang Zhixing reached out impatiently and pulled, and the paper bag containing 10 yuan fell smoothly into his hand.

Jiang Zhixing had a plan for doing things, and he took the initiative to write an IOU to Liu Ercong. Liu Ercong was envious when he saw the flying handwriting.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Zhixing was stopped when he turned to leave, and he looked back in confusion.

Liu Ercong seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said to him: "I lent you the money, but not in vain. In a few days, you have to go with me to the mountains in Guizhou to help me shoot a movie. How about it? Don’t worry, your salary will not be less."

Jiang Zhixing turned around and said lightly: "Not so good?"

"Bang," there was a sound, and the door was closed from the outside.

"What do you mean?" Liu Ercong opened the door angrily and chased him out.

However, there was no sign of Jiang Zhixing in the corridor. He had already gone down the elevator.

"You, you, you are really promising. Now you don't even call me brother when asking for help." Liu Ercong was so discouraged by this popularity that he even lent him one hundred thousand yuan. Why didn't he get a good word from him?

(End of this chapter)