Chapter 18 Blood relatives, gamblers, death is coming
Zhou Baxi made a mistake. He mistakenly trusted his young female boss, thinking that she would really come out to work overtime during a great holiday like the weekend. If she really had a worker mentality, the situation would be too small, and the boss would add a hammer shift.
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In the shopping mall, Ran Qiuran and Sister Yan'er held hands and walked happily from store to store. Behind them, Zhou Baxi packed large and small bags and carried bags for two women. What does it mean to use public power for private use?
But Zhou Bawa argued with Ran Qiuran, saying, "Isn't it inappropriate for you to trick me out by meeting sponsors?" Ran Qiuran said confidently, "Who lied to you?" Sister Yan'er is the owner of Haisheng Musical Instruments Store, and the rent is 50,000 yuan per day.
She lent us her stage speakers for free, but she wasn’t a sponsor?
Hiss, Zhou Ba Wa was speechless.
At noon, I found an internet celebrity restaurant for dinner.
The two women were chatting animatedly while eating. Ran Qiuran showed Sister Yan'er the videos on her phone that she had taken a few days ago, and the litter of cats in her dormitory.
"Oh! You're so cute!"
Sister Yaner looked at a bunch of furry little cute creatures in the video, squeezing their chubby cheeks, sticking out their pink tongues, and squeezing in front of the camera with their tiger-like heads. It was called cute.
"Get one for you?"
"I want it, but our guy can't do it. He's allergic to it, and our mother-in-law can't let it go. She has to prepare for pregnancy this year, and her mother-in-law is worried about it."
"Yeah, are you ready to have a baby?"
"Hey, hurry up. I still feel like I just graduated a few years ago. In the blink of an eye, I should be looking at the younger generation."
"Tsk tsk, think about it, Sister Yan'er, if you go out to play with a little one in the future, I should be promoted to Aunt Ran."
"Stop talking about me. You should hurry up and save your mother from always saying, eh, eh, eh, did you hear that...Xiao Zhou, please work harder."
I don’t understand, I don’t understand. Zhou Ba Wa is immersed in cooking and can’t understand what the two women are talking about.
In the afternoon, the two women went to find a place to have fun, go to the movies, and then go shopping after watching the movie. Zhou Baqi stayed with the company the whole time, carrying bags behind the two shopping women.
In the middle of the way, Sister Yan'er went to the bathroom, leaving the two of them alone. Zhou Baxi finally sat on a chair in the shopping mall to rest for a while. Ran Qiuran stood in front of him wearing black stockings and high heels, holding her hands behind her back, and said with a smile:
"Are you tired? Can I help you carry something?"
Zhou Bashi saw her gloating over her misfortune, looking as if she was angry about what happened that morning, and she was quite vindictive.
"I dare not let the leader carry his bag."
"Hey, I'm pretending to be honest now."
Ran Qiuran held her skirt from the back of her thighs with both hands, and sat down next to Zhou Bashi. Seeing that he was holding a bag in both hands, she handed him the straw of the fruit tea she just bought.
"I can drink it myself."
"Tsk?"
Zhou Bashi was speechless, and stretched out his mouth to take a sip from the fruit tea held by Ran Qiuran. The scene of the two feeding them was watched by Sister Yan'er who had just come out of the bathroom.
Ouch, Sister Yan'er has an aunty smile on her face.
Ran Qiuran blushed immediately, but Zhou Bachu didn't react at all. He was a shameless person, so he couldn't understand, couldn't understand, anyway, he couldn't understand.
At a time when the atmosphere was so good, no one expected that something unexpected would happen next.
"Ranran? Ranran, is it you?"
A discordant voice suddenly broke in. When Ran Qiuran heard this voice, it was as if he was recalling some horrific nightmare that he had remembered so hard that he trembled all over and his face suddenly changed.
Zhou Bashi was nearby, and of course he noticed Ran Qiuran's abnormality and wondered what was wrong.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw that the person who came was an old uncle in his forties. His face was haggard and untidy, and his clothes were a bit slovenly. Although he was older, his facial features and eyebrows could be seen to be vaguely similar to Ran Qiuran's.
"Why are you here? Didn't I say and you agreed not to meet me again or come to me again?"
Ran Qiuran seemed to be trying her best to calm down when she spoke, but her words were still trembling.
"Of course, don't say that..."
"Shut up!"
"Of course! Please help dad! You are so rich now! The last time! I promise this is the last time!..."
"Go away!"
Ran Qiuran finally couldn't hold back and yelled out, causing many passers-by in the mall to look over and wonder what happened.
Zhou Bashi had no idea what was going on, but Sister Yan'er next to him seemed to know the inside story and came to smooth things over.
"Qiu Ran, don't get excited. Uncle, please stop saying a few words. Let's calm down first. Find a place to sit down and talk slowly. Uncle, you see so many people watching, don't make Qiu Ran look so ugly, okay?
Let’s talk slowly if we have something to say.”
Sister Yan'er was advising from the side, pushing away the aggressive old uncle and calming Ran Qiuran's emotions.
"Sorry, I have something to deal with. You should go back to school today."
Ran Qiuran calmed down and said to Zhou Bashi first, and then told the old uncle, let's go to the cafe next door to chat. Sister Yan'er also followed her with her bag. Before leaving, she turned back and said to Zhou Bashi:
"Xiao Zhou, please go back first. I'm sorry today."
A few people hurried away and went to the nearby coffee shop to calm down and sit down to talk.
Zhou Ba wax sat there scratching his head and doing it to himself.
He looked at the coffee shop in the distance, where Ran Qiuran was arguing with his uncle across the table, but it was too far away and through the glass of the store, he couldn't hear what they were saying.
Tsk, Zhou Baxu opened his clenched hand, and a fluffy little golden-haired mouse appeared in his palm. Go and listen.
Alas, the golden-haired food thief disappeared in the palm of Zhou Baqi's hand like a small lightning bolt, and disappeared.
When he reappeared, a small mouse head poked out from among the green potted plants on the table in the cafe, where no one was paying attention, with a pair of big ears waving.
With five senses, close your eyes and listen quietly.
"Of course, pay attention to your tone of voice, I am your father."
"You have the nerve to say it's my dad? I don't have a dad like you. You made my mom sick back then, and the root of the disease is still painful to this day!"
"Yes, I am sorry for you two, but isn't it for our family?"
"Ha?! This is the first time I've ever heard of gambling and borrowing money to gamble for the sake of my family. What you did for this family is to attract a bunch of unscrupulous people to stand in front of your house to collect debts and money?!"
"Isn't that an accident? I could have won money, just a little bit. I told you, just a little bit. I want to win a lot of money. If I win a lot of money, I can buy good food and clothes for your mother and you."
"You fart! You really don't think we want you to go to work and make money. You win money just to invest in bigger bets. You are a hopeless bad gambler. What are you pretending to be here!"
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"Of course! I'm your dad! How to talk to your dad!"
"Hey, uncle, please don't yell so loud and slam the table. In this public place, you can either keep calm and speak calmly, or else the store will rush people and call the police, which will make it look ugly."
"Do you blame me? Do you think she sees me as her father?"
"Uncle, Qiuran didn't give you less money in the past few years. You promised every time that you would never gamble again, and you would never gamble again. But you always break your promise. This is not what a man should do."
"Chengcheng, you are all in the same group, okay. I won't tell you more about who is right and who is wrong in these useless things. However, you can borrow money from dad again, just once. I promise this time it will be the last time."
"You haven't taken any money from the family since I was eight years old. It was my mother who worked hard to support the family. I have given you more than 500,000 yuan in money over the years. I will never do it again."
Yes, my money will be used to support me and my mother in the future. Even if you starve to death outside and be beaten to death by debt collectors, it’s none of my business. Don’t even think about getting another penny from me.”
"Of course! What are you talking about? It's natural to honor your parents. If you don't support your father in old age, who will provide for you? Who will you give so much money to? To others? To that pretty boy just now? How come you, an unfilial daughter, have no brains?
My father doesn’t believe it, but he believes in the wild men outside! You lend your money to Dad, and when Dad comes back with a lot of money, he will buy you everything.”
"Get away! Get away! I don't have a father like you!"
Ran Qiuran slammed the table and collapsed. She couldn't stay any longer. She picked up her bag and was about to leave, but her father caught up with her.
"But let me tell you! No matter how great I am, even if we are related by blood, I am still your father and you are my daughter. I am telling you that unless you die and reincarnate to find the next life, you will not be able to escape!
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Blood relatives, for lucky families, are a gift worth being grateful for, but for unfortunate families, they are also a curse that cannot be shaken off even if they want to.
The two of them chased each other out of the coffee shop and into the shopping mall. Ran Qiuran's father grabbed Ran Qiuran with a ferocious look on his face and asked for money. Sister Yan'er came up behind anxiously to pull her away and told him not to do this.
, If you do this again, you will call the police.
Ran Qiuran's father didn't listen at all. He was determined to get money from his daughter today. He couldn't hold her back and even reached out to pluck Ran Qiuran's hair.
But while his hand was in mid-air, it was clamped by another hand.
Who cares about other people's business? Ran Qiuran's father turned around and saw Zhou Baqu standing behind him, holding his hand gently, but with unusual strength.
Ran Qiuran turned around when he heard the movement. He was surprised and a little embarrassed to see this scene in his home, and said:
"Why didn't you go back?"
Zhou Baqu didn't reply to her, but looked at Ran Qiuran's father, loosened his grip on his hand, took two steps back, and then said lightly:
"That's pretty much it. It's easy to get retribution."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Stove King pendant on the phone shook slightly. There were several rows of large chandeliers on the roof of the mall, and the one in the middle of the two people's heads happened to be loose and collapsed.
Boom! The huge chandelier fell down on the faces of Ran Qiuran, her father and Zhou Bashi, and hit the ground between them heavily.
Even if it was tilted even one millimeter, he and Zhou Ba Wa would have been smashed to pieces. This was like walking between life and death. Ran Qiuran's father's face was as pale as gold paper, and he collapsed on the ground. His legs cramped and his whole body moved with fear.
No place.
Next to them, Ran Qiuran and Sister Yan'er were also frightened, their faces turned pale, but they almost died.
Zhou Baqu stood there, as if nothing happened, and fanned the dust, as if he was not the one who was almost killed just now, and said to Ran Qiuran:
"Let's go. Should we go back to school now? Or should we ask the mall for mental damage compensation?"
