Chen Jianjun returned home along the familiar path.

Seeing that the lights in my house were still on, my wife was not sleeping yet.

When I knocked on the door and entered the house, I saw my big and thick wife Aping washing her feet, and the child Xiaobao was sleeping on the bed, and a "Chunlan brand" was waving his head and blowing.

"Why haven't you been asleep so late?" Chen Jianjun asked with one hand holding the wall, took off his shoes, changed into slippers.

His wife Aping rubbed her feet in the foot washbasin and said, "I just got some work."

Chen Jianjun glanced at the pile of plastic flowers in the corner of the wall and said, "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to do these tasks, I can support you by opening a video room."

Aping smiled and said, "It's a little more to earn. When my son grows up, there are more places to spend money!"

Chen Jianjun was moved. Although his wife was big and thick, she was more beautiful than any woman in his eyes.

Chen Jianjun bent down, reached out to pick up his wife's feet soaked in the water, and said, "I'll wash your feet."

"Don't, dirty-" Aping refused to let her feet retracted.

Chen Jianjun grabbed her feet and stopped her from moving, "What's dirty? If you can wash my feet, I can't wash it once?"

Aping stopped moving around and let her husband grab her feet and rub them.

"Aping, I have something I want to discuss with you." Chen Jianjun was still a little unwilling to give up. He rubbed his wife's rough soles with his hands, and said carefully.

"If you have anything, just say it." Aping also saw that her husband had something tonight.

Chen Jianjun washed his wife's feet with his hands, lifted them out of the foot basin, and wiped them with a towel, "I know a friend, and he suggested that I do something..."

Next, Chen Jianjun told Song Zhichao to sell him to the video hall and invest in the dance hall without any concealment.

"I think this is an opportunity, a rare opportunity. Think about it, that Mark wants to buy the dance hall, and he needs one million. I guess he doesn't have that much money and will definitely borrow money at that time. We will take the opportunity to invest. As long as we become the major shareholder of the dance hall, we will have countless dividends in the future!"

"At first, I didn't understand that it was the young man named Song Zhichao who reminded me that this was an opportunity to make a fortune and was fleeting. Wife, I want to fight for it, what do you think?" After Chen Jianjun said that, he looked up at his wife.

When Aping saw him looking, she said, "Since you have decided, come and ask me what I'm doing?"

Chen Jianjun smiled and said, "After all, this is a big deal. You are also the head of the family, so you can give me some advice."

Aping touched Chen Jianjun's hair with her hands, "My suggestion is very simple, it's best not to mess around."

When Chen Jianjun heard this, his passionate heart was cold.

"You see, our life is still good now, and we are not as good as the best, and the video hall business is also very prosperous. It is good to make dozens of dollars a day. I know you are very arrogant and want to make a lot of money, but is that money easy to make? It is all money made by capable people. Especially the dance hall, it may not be possible to buy it. If the person named Song Zhichao fails to do anything, we sell the video hall and where to invest it after taking the money? You will soon have no money when you sit down, and you won't even cry at that time."

"So, listen to me, let's live our little life steadily and don't mess with so many useless things." Aping finally patted Chen Jianjun on the shoulder and comforted him.

Chen Jianjun felt bitter in his heart.

It was obviously a huge opportunity, but no one supported him. Although the mother-in-law and wife did not make a big fuss with her, they both cut their flesh with a soft knife, making her unable to even say a harsh word.

I am almost forty years old and still achieve nothing.

Could it be that you really have to stay in this video hall for the rest of your life?

If a man fails to fight when he gets the opportunity, is he still a man?

Chen Jianjun felt his blood surging, but he was holding it in his chest, making him feel so uncomfortable.

Family is sometimes a warm harbor, and sometimes it erases the shackles of ideals.

With a snap, Chen Jianjun could no longer hold it back and threw the towel for wiping his feet into the foot washbasin, splashing water.

His wife Aping was startled. When she figured out that her husband was getting angry, she became angry: "As soon as she came back, I knew you were not kind! You didn't let you mess around, but you still refused to listen. If you really sell our video hall as you said, and make up 100,000 yuan, our whole family will sleep on the streets at that time! Save me some snacks!"

Seeing his wife getting angry, Chen Jianjun also wanted to get angry, but at this moment—

"Dad, I want to pee." My son Xiaobao woke up at some point, stood on the bed, rubbed his eyes with his small fists, and looked at them in a daze.

His wife Aping glared at him.

Chen Jianjun was so angry that he squeezed his slippers and walked over to take his son to the bathroom to pee.

Chen Jianjun was still angry when he held his son and asked him to aim his toilet.

Xiaobao said in his arms: "Dad, have you quarreled with mom?"

"No."

"Dad, I watched "Saint Seiya" today."

"Um."

"Dad, Seiya and Zilong are so powerful. They can even beat the Golden Saint Seiya of the twelve palaces."

"Yeah."

"Dad, can you beat the Golden Saint Seiya?" Xiaobao turned his head and looked at Chen Jianjun seriously.

Chen Jianjun smiled bitterly, "I can't even beat your mother, who else can beat who?"

Finally, he added, "My life is over-but I am really unwilling to give up!"

With a gulp, Xiaobao's urine stormed on his pants.

Chen Jianjun looked depressed, and suddenly he thought of a Cantonese dialect, "Nothing to do it!"

There is really nothing to do this time.

...

Song Zhichao was broad-minded and slept until dawn.

When I opened the door to wash, I saw the elder brother next door brushing his teeth with a panda eye with Chinese toothpaste.

The eldest brother failed to stick to the bottom line last night. When the third girl came to the door to send warmth, she confirmed that she was the right person, so the eldest brother spent five dollars tossing all night.

Song Zhichao bought a toothbrush, but forgot the toothpaste, so he borrowed a little from the elder brother next door who was brushing his teeth.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was young, the elder brother next door taught earnestly: "Brother, I listen to my elder brother, this place cannot be permanently occupied; this is not a hotel, this is the Pansi Cave in "Journey to the West"!"

Song Zhichao smiled and said nothing. After finishing brushing his teeth, he drooled in his mouth, whimpering, spraying at the light from the sun, and spraying out a rainbow.

The water mist dissipates.

The eldest brother was stunned and thought to himself, this kid can play.

Song Zhichao put on his clothes, brought his things, and left the hotel; but before leaving the hotel, Song Zhichao found the front desk, spent a dime, and made a phone call.

The phone call was called to Brother Mark. Brother Mark seemed to be still on the bed. His girlfriend Anna's lazy voice came from beside him, asking, "Who is it? Calling so early."

Song Zhichao also talked to him and said to the phone: "I'll go to work now, please arrange it."

Brother Mark seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to remember the promise last night. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll make everything for you. You'll go there now and you will be the general manager of Caesar Nightclub immediately."

Song Zhichao said, "OK!" and hung up the phone, took his wallet and turned around and left.

Behind the front desk chief Changmao shouted to him: "Big Boss, you call for a cent for a cent, you gave one yuan and asked you for nine cents!"

Song Zhichao didn't look back, "You keep it!"

Changmao threw away the change in his hand, and muttered in the tone of Hong Kong films: "Damn, rich people are different, are they so generous in their actions!"

How could he know that at this moment, the "rich man" Song Zhichao in his eyes was only a few dollars left on his body.

He spent five hundred yuan in just one day. This speed of spending money would probably make his cousin Zhu Fugui kneel down completely.
Chapter completed!