At about 6:30 p.m., Li Manjun and his wife arrived in Rongcheng.
They parked the car in the parking lot first, Li Manjun took his backpack, and Zhao Yong took a set of quilts in one hand. The two of them faced the surprised looks of the neighbors and went up to the third floor to Zhao Yong's house.
No, now it should be said that it is the home shared by both of them.
Zhao Yong repainted the entire house and cleared out the old fish tanks and old beds. There wasn't much furniture in the house, but it was all neat and tidy.
Zhao Yong put the bedding on the wooden sofa, took out the keys, opened the doors to the two bedrooms, and gave Li Manjun a spare key.
Li Manjun put down his backpack and began to patrol the new territory.
Let’s go to the second bedroom first. This room is very small. It is filled with a small wardrobe and a one-meter small bed, and there is no room for a desk.
Opening the small wardrobe, there was a set of old bedding inside. The cotton was hard and I didn't know how many years I had slept on it.
The room still smells of dust, which shows that Zhao Yong rarely enters this room.
When we come to the master bedroom, it is much more spacious. The bed in the middle is a newly purchased 1.5-meter bed with a blue and white plaid quilt spread on it.
There is a large four-door wardrobe standing against the wall to the left of the bed. It is like two wardrobes put together. It is red in color and has a full-length mirror.
There are two other doors with locks, and there should be many important items inside.
To the right of the bed is a window, with a desk under the window and some scattered objects on the table. Here, Li Manjun found the men's perfume that he had smelled on Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong brought the new bedding in, and Li Manjun chose a set of large blue floral quilt tops to put on, and put the rest away in the closet.
Zhao Yong only had a few pieces of clothes and only occupied a small space in the closet. When Li Manjun's clothes were put in, the hanging area would be half full.
The two of them worked for a while before putting everything away.
During this period, Zhao Yong went downstairs and bought two portions of fried rice, and the two had a simple dinner with boiled peanuts sent by Liu Yan.
After the meal is eaten, the door of the room where you wash your face and feet is closed, and only these two people are left in the whole world.
Zhao Yong mysteriously waved to Li Manjun, and the two came to the master bedroom. Zhao Yong opened the locked wardrobe, pulled out a black luggage bag from a pile of old clothes, threw it on the bed, and opened the zipper.
Li Manjun looked curiously and saw a layer of dark plastic bags inside. After Zhao Yong opened it, there were several layers of newspapers, and finally a stack of 100 yuan in cash was revealed.
Zhao Yong poured it all out, the total amount was 150,000 yuan.
Zhao Yong actually hid so much cash in a closet!
Li Manjun took a deep breath, ate a boiled peanut to calm down his shock, and then asked: "What kind of money is this?"
Zhao Yong looked at her shocked look in a funny way and said: "If it is placed in our house, of course it is our own money."
Li Manjun couldn't control the raised corners of her mouth and glanced tentatively at Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong nodded at her, and she immediately gathered the money in front of her to admire it.
"Zhao Yong, counting the cars downstairs and the 150,000 yuan in front of you, your net worth is already one million less. You are only twenty-five years old. Tell me what you did before?"
Li Manjun rewrapped the money in newspapers and put it in his luggage bag, then sat cross-legged on the bed and tortured Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong locked the money in the cabinet again and gave Li Manjun a key to the wardrobe.
The two are now a legal couple, and Zhao Yong has handed over full control of the family's assets. "In the future, if you want to use the money, you can take it yourself."
Li Manjun would decide whether to take it or put it away. She put the keys away first. She did not hide her situation and took out her bankbook.
The price above is 110,000 yuan.
Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then understood, "Is it the money from the sale of the Babu bed?"
Li Manjun nodded, and Zhao Yong was even more surprised, "I didn't expect a canopy bed to be worth so much. If I had known better, I would have followed you."
Li Manjun took the bankbook back and put it away, "Don't interrupt, you haven't answered the question I just asked. What did you do in the past?"
Zhao Yong replied: "I started running with them when I was seventeen. I learned how to drive when I was nineteen. Later I got a driver's license and started running on my own."
Li Manjun was not a fool. Zhao Yong had already guessed what kind of goods could earn so much money without him telling her.
In recent years, the most profitable thing related to freight transportation is only a gray area.
Li Manjun: "Stretch out your hand."
Zhao Yong handed his hand to her suspiciously, and Li Manjun wrote two words on the palm of his hand with his fingers. Zhao Yong's eyes widened instantly, "You know all this?!"
Zhao Yong was convinced, why is Li Manjun so smart!
As soon as Li Manjun saw his expression, he knew that he had guessed correctly.
"You weren't the one taking the lead. You should have followed the boss and got the soup, right?"
Zhao Yong was silent, she was right again.
"Why not do it now?"
Zhao Yong sighed: "I'm tired and want to be safe. Later I will take Xiaoguan and the others out to run freight. It will also make a lot of money."
Nowadays, control is becoming more and more strict, risks are much greater than before, laws and regulations are more standardized and detailed, and many things that were not illegal before are now illegal.
He couldn't do anything illegal, so he stopped doing it.
"Don't talk about the past, let's talk about the future." Li Manjun moved his butt to the side, patted the mattress, and asked him to sit on it.
It's a small room with orange lights and a bed in front of it. Sitting on the bed is the woman you like. She even calls you to come over and sit with her.
This scene will inevitably make people feel distraught.
Zhao Yong swallowed to moisten his thirsty throat, took a deep look at Li Manjun, turned around and closed the curtains and door.
When Li Manjun saw his action, his heart skipped a beat, "What are you doing?"
Zhao Yong didn't answer. He said it was a little hot, so he took off his shirt, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body.
Li Manjun took a look, yes, it is indeed eight-pack abs.
Zhao Yong sat down on the empty seat next to her, and with his tall body approaching, Li Manjun instantly felt that the bed had become smaller, and subconsciously moved to the side.
Zhao Yong looked back at her, fearing that she would retreat and fall off the bed, so he leaned over to catch her and reminded her in a hoarse voice: "Don't fall off."
Li Manjun asked him: "Why are you so close?"
What else can you do?
Of course I want to sleep with her!
Zhao Yong's deep eyes were burning with two balls of fire, and his breath was sprinkled in front of her. Li Manjun felt that his strong breath was all around her, burning her and steaming her to death.
Zhao Yong came close and wanted to kiss her. Li Manjun was startled. He raised his hand and put it on the broad chest and pushed it. It felt hot to the touch, as if there was a ball of magma inside.
He said angrily: "Come on, I'm going to talk to you about business!"
No one pushed him, so Zhao Yong lowered his eyes and looked at the little hand on his chest. His wheat-colored body said it was extremely white and tender, like tender tofu, and he wanted to take a bite.
"Zhao Yong, you are a dog, why are you biting me?" Li Manjun hurriedly pulled his hand away from Zhao Yong's mouth and exclaimed.
Hearing her voice, he woke up a little, and looked at her with misty eyes, "Let's talk about the business tomorrow, and do the business now, okay?"
Li Manjun was startled when he heard this, then he reacted and said: "Turn off the lights."
Zhao Yong quickly turned off the lights, and the weak street light shone through the curtains into the room, creating a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere.
