Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 80 Playing Poker

The next morning!

Zhao Hao got up early and went to the garden of the community, waiting for his morning run with Yingzi. In fact, he wanted to know how Song Qian behaved at home last night.

After his eager anticipation, Qiao Yingzi finally appeared in front of him. The latter was wearing a black sportswear and a ponytail. He looked very energetic and had a great figure.

"Mao Ning" Qiao Yingzi stepped up her steps when she saw Zhao Hao, and came to him with a picturesque smile.

"Good morning!"

Zhao Hao looked at Yingzi with a smile, and the two stood on the roadside to warm up and chat.

At the beginning, he focused his questions on Yingzi, asked her about the quality of her sleep, said two touching words of love, and then the two began jogging together.

Without his deliberate guidance, Yingzi told him Song Qian's words and deeds last night like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

Dazed, jealous, looking into the distance, losing sight of things, and mumbling in a low voice.

These obvious signs of lovelornness were considered by Yingzi to be signs of her mother's menopause.She even speculated that her mother was anxious because of her hesitation about remarrying her father.

When Yingzi asked Zhao Hao what he thought, he just smiled lightly and said:

"This is your family matter. I can't comment, but I feel that you can spend more time with Sister Song. She sometimes feels uncomfortable holding her words in her heart alone."

"Yes, I will." Yingzi nodded obediently and continued to run with him in the morning.

Near seven o'clock, Zhao Hao accompanied Yingzi back downstairs to her home, watched her enter the elevator before turning around and leaving.

After returning to his home, Zhao Hao took off his sweaty clothes and walked into the bathroom. After taking a shower, he put on clean clothes and went out to have breakfast.

He has also finished the work of the previous two days, and now all he has to do is eat, drink and have fun while waiting for the company to send him a new advertising plan.

After Zhao Hao had breakfast, he wandered around the community with nothing to do, looking for inspiration to enrich himself.

When passing by a beverage restaurant, I wanted to buy a glass of freshly squeezed juice to take home, so I pushed the door open, walked to the bar, looked at the menu items, and chose a glass of freshly squeezed grape juice.

After settling the bill, Zhao Hao sat in the corner of the bar waiting, but a call came from behind him: "Xiao Zhao!"

Turning around in response, he saw Fangyuan raising his hand to greet him. Qiao Weidong opposite him also turned sideways and said with a smile:
"Xiao Zhao, come and have a cup of tea and chat."

Zhao Hao looked at the green juice in their hands, smiled awkwardly, stood up immediately, told the waiter, and walked towards them.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Qiao," Zhao Hao sat down and greeted them both.

Fangyuan talked more. He looked at Zhao Hao and introduced with a smile:
"This is Qiao Weidong, the father of Qiao Yingzi, and the husband of your landlord Song Qian. No, it's her ex-husband."

When he introduced him like this, Qiao Weidong, who already had a bitter look on his face, became even more uncomfortable and said with a sullen face:
"You're still not a good buddy, you just know how to make fun of me."

"I made a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue." Fang Yuan smiled and lowered his head to take a sip of the vegetable juice in his hand.

Qiao Weidong also lowered his head and took a sip of vegetable juice, then looked at Zhao Hao with a bitter face, and said with a forced smile:
"Xiao Zhao, I heard from Yingzi that you are a nice person, and you often advise Yingzi to study hard and take her with her for morning exercises and runs to relieve stress.

We happened to get together this morning. How about having a drink together at noon? "

Before Zhao Hao could refuse, Fangyuan on the side shouted:

"Yes, Xiao Zhao, you can have a drink with us two frustrated people this morning. The three of us can also play poker and drink, and we can also relieve our depression."

Zhao Hao thought to himself that he was fine anyway, and it wouldn't be a bad thing to talk to these two people over a drink. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. "Well, it's not time to put on autumn fat now, let's go eat hot pot together?" Qiao Weidong suggested.

Fangyuan and Zhao Hao both had no objections, so they agreed. After drinking the juice, the three of them got up and left the beverage shop.

It was only nine o'clock now, so it was a bit too early to have hot pot, so on Fangyuan's suggestion, the three of them drove to his house to have hot pot first, and then eat hot pot at that time.

Playing cards, drinking, and eating are the three constant themes in men's communication.

Men who have experienced these three links together may not necessarily be friends, but men who have not experienced these three things together are definitely not friends.

Arriving at Fangyuan's house, Zhao Hao and the three of them sat at the dining table and started fighting landlords.

"You have to have a winning streak when playing cards. Otherwise, we'll give you a hundred. If there's Wang Zha or Spring, we'll add a hundred each. You won't take the money away, just eat, drink and have fun." Fang Yuan said kindly.

The other two people had no objection, so Fangyuan opened a brand new deck of playing cards, shuffled them, and the three of them started to officially fight the landlord.

During the card game, the three of them chatted. Fangyuan joked that he lost his job the day before yesterday and now he is a middle-aged unemployed vagrant. As for Qiao Weidong, he was not unemployed, and his company made a lot of money, but his relationship was not going well.

Since he firmly decided to remarry Song Qian, he moved back to Shuxiang Yayuan, and his daughter cooperated with her inside and outside, but he still couldn't win over Song Qian.

Zhao Hao didn't mention his troubles with his brows, but comforted the man between the two, and gave Fangyuan some ideas to start a small business.

"It's not easy to do business now. I really don't know what to do. I was chatting with Qiao Weidong before I met you today. I have no direction." Fangyuan complained after playing his cards.

The frowning Qiao Weidong nodded and took the initiative to analyze for him:
"You must have some savings now, but it is also money saved for your family, Fanfan, to go to college or marry a wife. It is not realistic for you to rashly spend a large amount of money to invest.

A small business depends entirely on the diligence of the boss, and you are not a particularly hard-working person. I think it would be better for you to find a classmate, so that the harvest is guaranteed despite droughts and floods. "

He was right, but who would want a man in his forties, not to mention that Fangyuan himself had given up on the workplace and didn't really want to return to it.

Zhao Hao, who had been relatively silent, spoke at this time. He suggested seriously:
"In fact, doing business is not bad. You can start with your own interests or hobbies. Brother Fang's fish is very good, and the flowers and plants are also good."

"Actually, the life pace of urban men and women is too fast. They all like to go home and not be bored. They usually raise some green plants or some easy-to-keep animals. What do you think, Brother Fang?"

When he said this, Fangyuan was a little moved. He did like flowers, plants, and small animals. If he could turn his hobby into work, at least he would not be bothered in the short term.

"Qiao Weidong, what do you think?" Fangyuan turned around and asked her old friend's advice.

"Xiao Zhao is right, but there are many flower, fish and insect markets in our city. We went there last time, and the annual rent for a ten square meter shop is 20.

What's more, those markets are too far from the city center and not far from your house in the suburbs, but don't you have to live in Shuxiangyayuan now? "Qiao Weidong analyzed.

Fangyuan played a card, thought about it, and finally said:
"I'll start by running an online ride-hailing service to supplement my family income. As for what business to start, I'm going to look into it these days. Anyway, I'm a little reluctant to go to work."

The Lord has spoken, and the voices of advice have died down.

They played cards until twelve o'clock, and then the three of them stood up to calculate how much money they had raised.

"The total is 2000 yuan. Qiao Weidong contributed 600 yuan, Xiao Zhao contributed [-] yuan, and I contributed [-] yuan." Fang Yuan said, looking at the balance on his phone.

"So many?" Qiao Weidong became even more depressed.

"Who told you to always take advantage of the landlord and still fail to win?" Fang Yuan scolded with a smile.

(End of this chapter)