I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 255 Runtu
The evil of human nature lies in that you can live a good life, but you can't live better than me.

If you go on a business trip to another city, it may happen that your childhood friend who grew up with you and wore the same pair of pants as you did, turns out to be a well-known rich man there.

So he treats you warmly, holds a grand banquet, invites you to wash your feet, play mahjong, and sing karaoke. How will you react?

Option 1: Drink and sing with your childhood friends while reminiscing about your youth, deepening your brotherhood and discussing your future plans.

Option 2: They think that since we grew up together, why are you doing so well? So they beat the other person until his bones are broken, stuff an iron tube into his body, and then burn him with sulfuric acid until it evaporates.

This is a question that doesn't need to be considered. Any person with a normal mind would not do such a heartless thing.

Wu never thought that things would develop in such an unimaginable direction.

His friendship with Liu Mingyuan is more than just that of ordinary classmates. They are true good brothers who grew up together. No one in the world knows Liu Mingyuan better than him, and the same goes for the other party.

Looking back more than 30 years ago, Wu's family was considered the poorest in the village. But whether he was in elementary school, middle school, or high school in the town, as long as Liu Mingyuan had steamed buns and pickles to eat, he would not be allowed to go hungry. The steamed buns and steamed buns were split in half. Occasionally, when Liu Mingyuan's family ate meat, they would rush to bring a portion for himself.

Wu has never forgotten that at that time, there was half a jar of pig heads in the porcelain jar. The black pigs raised in his hometown were so delicious that he didn’t know how to describe the taste. Thinking about it now, it was probably called happiness.

The two helped each other, from the village primary school to the town middle school, and then were admitted to the county middle school with the first and second place in the class. Even after arriving at the county middle school, these two boys from the country were still among the best.

After three years of hard study, they were both admitted to university and joined good companies in Jiangcheng after graduation.

They went into business almost at the same time, one opened a restaurant and the other went to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to start a freight business.

In Jiangcheng at that time, there were not many restaurants that could be opened as chain stores. Wu's three stores were doing a booming business, and it was no exaggeration to say that they were making a fortune every day.

Liu Mingyuan was an enterprising guy, but he was a foolhardy young man. He rashly spent all the money in his family on selling goods. After he shipped the goods, he could not get paid and was almost bankrupt and ran away.

Time ends here.

Wu regarded Liu Mingyuan as his best friend, and he would not hesitate at all even if he had to give him the money in his own pocket.

After all, we are brothers.

But stories in the world probably never develop in a predetermined direction.

In just a few years, more and more restaurants and hotels opened in Jiangcheng. Wu's store was insolvent due to blind expansion and poor management. As the boss, Wu could only rely on working in other people's restaurants to pay off the debts.

However, the business of Liu Mingyuan, who was daring and hardworking, was getting bigger and bigger. In less than ten years, he had already occupied a place in the whole Jiangcheng. Before long, he became a well-known entrepreneur in the city with countless assets.

Wu thought he was very restrained. No matter how the other party invited him, he never had any contact with Liu Mingyuan, let alone borrow money from his childhood friend.

As time went by, year after year, Liu Mingyuan ran his business as his boss, while Wu worked diligently as a chef in the restaurant.

Fortunately, he is a studious person. He learns quickly any kind of dish and often improves the dishes. Although he has changed jobs several times, he has still made a name for himself in the circle.

Mr. Wu is now the head chef of a time-honored Sichuan restaurant. With more than ten years of immersion in cooking, he has become the mainstay of the restaurant and has a generous salary. Although he is not rich, his income is above the middle class in Jiangcheng, and at least he has no worries about food and clothing.

Wu sat by the river, looking at the cruise ships on the river and the bright moon in the sky.

Suddenly I remembered the lesson I learned in the textbook.

What was it called? Wu scratched his head but couldn't remember it. After racking his brains, he could only remember the scene of Runtu catching a wild boar with a fork in the melon field on a moonlit night.

He lay on a bamboo recliner, his whole body relaxed, and he recited the text unconsciously.

It's amazing. I couldn't think of anything just now, but now I can speak freely:

[He stopped, with a look of joy and sadness on his face;]

[He moved his lips but made no sound.] [His attitude finally became respectful, and he clearly called out: "Master!" I seemed to shudder;]

[I knew there was a sadly thick barrier between us, and I was speechless.]

"Liu Mingyuan, we must not meet."

Wu could feel the fire in his heart. The fire of jealousy had never been extinguished. He muttered quietly: "I'm doing this for your own good. If we don't meet, we can live in peace and avoid any trouble."

To be honest, he once thought about attending a class reunion.

When we graduated, we agreed to get together every five years, but later it became once every ten years, and later it became a reunion of local classmates in Jiangcheng.

Wu was wondering when he started hearing people complaining that Liu Mingyuan was too high-profile and annoying.

Those who can attend the Jiangcheng local classmates’ reunion are all well-known figures in the local area.

At first, Wu couldn't understand why these classmates, who were not short of money, had so many complaints about Liu Mingyuan.

Later, he heard from a classmate and suddenly realized it.

Others are doing business and making money, but you insist on distributing dividends to employees. If you give up profits, what will happen to other factories?

Everyone is working hard to increase their profit margins, but you have to jump out and pretend to be rich by making charitable donations.

Liu Mingyuan, you are doing charity and giving money all over the world, doesn't it make us seem so unethical?

Wu gradually became curious, and suddenly he felt that this class reunion was quite interesting.

Why not go and take a look, maybe you can help Liu Mingyuan find a place to fight.

But things don't always go according to the script.

Just when Wu was about to visit Liu Mingyuan, he happened to meet Liu Mingyuan bringing people to the restaurant for dinner, and he specifically wanted to see himself as the chef.

It would have been fine if they hadn't met, but once they met, he couldn't stop. Liu Mingyuan would ask me out for dinner and drinks, foot washing and massages, and to play around Jiangcheng every few days. He would choose the highest-end and most expensive food, drinks and entertainment, and he would lose hundreds of thousands of dollars to me in one night when playing mahjong.

To Liu Mingyuan, this seemed like a normal friendship.

Mr. Wu did not feel happy, on the contrary, he felt insulted.

How many dishes do I have to cook to earn hundreds of thousands? Even if I am the chef, I am just a person who cooks. Why should you lose to me in one night?
Just because I am just a cook and you are a wealthy man, you can give me charity so blatantly???

As the days go by, the time for the class reunion is getting closer.

Wu felt that he should not attend, so he called Liu Mingyuan and said that he was busy in the store and had no time to attend.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly said: "I will buy your store and give it to you to manage. Then we can go out and play anytime!"

Wu was stunned on the phone.

Brother Xun's words just kept echoing in his mind.

[I knew there was a sadly thick barrier between us, and I was speechless.]

It’s just that I’m not Brother Xun, but Runtu who wears straw sandals.

(End of this chapter)