Before writing this chapter, a friend asked me, what definition would you give a brother? I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out. After I came back, I sat in front of the computer and was still thinking about this question over and over in my mind.
Maybe just for a moment, I remembered this passage.
We have gone crazy together, played together, fooled around together, and hung out together. What is a brother? This is a brother.
Regardless of personal gains and losses, or thinking about what kind of rewards you can get in the future, everything you do is for your brothers to live a better life.
You can get stabbed for your brothers, you can hug your brothers, you can sacrifice everything for your brothers.
Not everyone can understand the love between brothers. Only those who have real brothers who have been together can understand this feeling.
Nowadays, not many people can have this kind of feeling. Many people who appear to be brothers are actually harboring evil intentions in their hearts. The older they get, the less they have friends and the less they can make true friends.
When Lao Wei wrote this book, he didn’t want to just write a story or a novel. After reading it, you may think that a lot of it is nonsense. But every word I write comes from my heart, and every word I write comes from the bottom of my heart.
A relationship is based on the real experience of that period of time.
In the past, when I wrote stories, I would hide the names of real people, but this time, I used all the names of real people, and the things I wrote were all things that have happened in the past or are happening now.
I can write this true story from a fictional point of view, but some things cannot easily be fictionalized, especially those about brotherhood.
The combination of Ye Shaofeng, Peng Xiaofei, and Wang Zheng, these three downtrodden people, caused earth-shaking changes in the political structure of Luyang City.
When Peng Xiaofei said that he had no money to open a restaurant, and Wang Zheng suggested that he go home and borrow money from his father, the atmosphere between the three people changed slightly.
Peng Xiaofei felt a little awkward. In his heart, his family seemed to be his biggest pain. On the day he ran away from home, he secretly swore that even if he died outside, he would never go home to beg his father.
Ye Shaofeng looked at the two of them and said, "How about we work together to do some small business. Opening a restaurant, hiring a chef, and running business and industry are all too expensive and energy-consuming. It's better to open a billiards hall."
"A billiard hall? It's too outdated. How can any children play billiards nowadays?" Wang Zheng said.
"Why not? I saw that there is a billiards parlor in front of No. 8 Middle School. The business is quite good, but for some reason, there is a transfer note on it. If we can raise some money, we can make money by taking over the store."
Ye Shaofeng said.
At this time, Peng Xiaofei slowly raised his head and said, "Is it reliable? How much money does it cost?"
"It's not clear yet, why don't we go over and have a look at the billiard hall later and see how the boss offers it," Ye Shaofeng said.
"Okay, anyway, after working outside for so many years, I have saved some money. I don't have much money. It's not a problem to scrape together ten or twenty thousand, right, Brother Fei." Wang Zheng smiled and poked Peng Xiaofei.
Peng Xiaofei glanced at him and grinned. The two of them often joked together and never took anything they said seriously. Although Peng Xiaofei's face was a bit offended when he mentioned Peng Xiaofei's father just now, Ye Shaofeng interrupted like this.
, and soon, the awkward atmosphere was eliminated.
However, it was Ye Shaofeng's small suggestion that made the three of them embark on a completely different path than they imagined.
The fate of a person is like this. What you imagine is far behind the changes. Sometimes if you go down the path you want, you may end up in another place. It is not the original destination in your heart, but it is not necessarily a good one.
destination.
After get off work, at around five o'clock, three Jettas from the security department went to No. 8 Middle School.
The entrance to No. 8 Middle School is a wide four-lane highway, opposite is a row of two-story commercial buildings, most of which are small restaurants, as well as a bookstore, a stationery store, and a black Internet cafe.
The billiard hall they were looking for was also among them.
There is a piece of yellow paper taped to the glass door of the billiard hall, with the word "Transfer" written on it in large black letters.
When I opened the door and went in, there was a lot of smoke inside, and there were quite a lot of people there. Not only middle school students, but also some young people who looked like second-rate and unorthodox people were also playing pool here.
From time to time a few words of abuse came out.
Ye Shaofeng and the three of them walked in. Judging from their appearance, they were obviously more mature and much stronger than the young men inside.
Ye Shaofeng has muscles, but he puts on loose clothes and doesn't come out at all. Peng Xiaofei and Wang Zheng, two fat guys, didn't change their clothes when they came out. They were wearing security uniforms that were one size smaller. When they came in, they looked naughty.
They are very naughty, and many little ruffians write like this to see them.
These second-rate young men appeared to be cool and cool on the surface, but when they saw Peng Xiaofei and Wang Zheng passing by them aggressively, they didn't dare to say anything.
Walking to the bar, a little girl with a lip ring on her lip was playing on the computer. What exactly was she playing? Ye Shaofeng and the others didn't see it.
Ye Shaofeng called her twice politely, but because the little girl was too absorbed in playing, she didn't hear it and ignored Ye Shaofeng.
Peng Xiaofei pushed Ye Shaofeng aside, went to the front of the bar, banged the table vigorously and shouted: "I'm asking you a question! Where's your boss!"
The little girl looked up as if she was startled. Two big men, Peng Xiaofei and Wang Zheng, suddenly jumped into her eyes.
"We don't hire security guards here, but a bar next door is hiring them. You can go there." The girl said indifferently.
Wang Zheng came over and said: "You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? We are your boss! Who the hell is here to apply for a security guard job? We are here to sell the store!"
A few words showed the arrogance and domineering nature of Wang Zheng when he was the fourth young master of the capital.
The sound was loud and attracted the attention of many people. At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties turned around from a golf table not far away, put down the cue in his hand, and walked over with a frown.
"Which of you wants to sell this shop?" the middle-aged man asked.
"The three of us, come here and ask you for the price." Peng Xiaofei said.
The middle-aged man nodded, looked at the three of them up and down, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Okay, come with me, let's talk upstairs..."
[In the new week, we need flowers to make the list! After reading, don’t forget to send flowers. If you have 200 flowers, an additional chapter will be added tomorrow, and so on. This is not difficult. Brothers, please support me in any way.