Chapter three hundred and seventeen long talk all night
The two of us were sitting in the house, eating hot pot and drinking 53-degree Sanbai. After all these years, we finally opened up and had a good chat.
Lao Xiang had done some work before, mining sand, renting trucks to transport garbage, and building a skating rink on the riverside in the winter. Anyway, he had done everything. He had enjoyed great success. In 1993 or 1994, he drove a Santana. At that time If you have a car like this in the Northeast, it's pretty good.
Later, I don’t know what happened. Lao Xiang stayed there for three years for no apparent reason. After he came out, he did whatever he wanted. Although he didn’t do any big things, he kept doing small things. He would go in and stay for a while every three days. From then on, he Just memorize the words.
Around 1998, Lao Xiang offended someone because he wanted to steal the renovation project of Kek Lok Temple. On his way home at night, he was shot in the knee. After he was discharged from the hospital, his leg was broken and my mother disappeared.
I don't know if she really doesn't want to be with Lao Xiang, but she really doesn't care about me anymore. I asked Lao Xiang a few times, and he cursed me every time. Then I stopped asking, and this person also disappeared from my memory. was forcibly removed.
Either don't fucking give birth to me, and don't care about her after she gives birth. I really hate her. Since I became an adult, I have almost never mentioned her in front of outsiders.
Why did Lao Xiang become so out of character and unreliable after his accident, while I was still hanging on to money outside and going home to support him.
Because he is not a human being, he is a second-rate son, and he has never left me for so many years. No matter how miserable he is, he will always come home at a certain time. The two of us eat cabbage every day, so we can live together, and it is still a family. .
Lao Xiang has gotten better now and knows what to do. I am very touched. His thinking has been completely decadent. This may be because of his conscience and he does not want to drag me down anymore.
Under the dim light, we both drank a lot and chatted about the loan company.
"How is your loan company doing?" Lao Xiang asked with his face turning purple and his eyes piercing.
"Very good." I replied vaguely, not wanting to tell him what I was doing outside.
"Where did you get so much money?" Lao Xiang blinked and asked.
"There are two friends who have some spare money, so they put it here with me." I explained.
"Stop talking nonsense. Who doesn't know what your family is like? Who can put money here for you?" Lao Xiang said with great disbelief.
"We didn't know each other before. I drove for Mr. Dai and made many rich friends."
"Hold."
Lao Xiang curled his lips, thought for a moment, and continued: "Okay, don't worry about it. The business is about to start. Just follow me. If your head is not empty, you just have to have an idea in your mind whether you can do anything."
"Just let me worry less. It's better than anything else. Just leave my business alone." I said with a slight smile.
"Are you short of money? It's a bit difficult to get going now." I asked sideways.
"There are some loan people who are not short of money, so the more money, the better." I replied without thinking too much.
"Let me help you." Lao Xiang said tentatively.
I was holding the vegetables and was stunned for a moment. I squeezed my eyes and bared my teeth and asked, "Don't tell me where you buried tens of millions in corn fields, okay? This plot is too bloody."
"If I could bury tens of millions, why would I go to whoring Xiaomei for so many years? Damn it." Lao Xiang was speechless.
Then what do you mean? Besides, can you please stop mentioning Xiaomei’s affairs in front of me, I will annoy her." I said with a face.
"No, I'll stay with the neighbors nearby and give you some money." Lao Xiang looked at me and said.
"What's going on? Grab it. Don't worry about it. It's useless. If you're trying to get in, I won't survive." I said, sweating furiously.
"What are you robbing? How old am I? Who can give me money?" Lao Xiang picked up the fat beef juice with chopsticks, lowered his head and thought for a moment, and said slowly: "I'll give you some money."
"Lifting money" is a dialect of the older generation in Northeast China, which means private lending.
"Can you get it? Who can lend it to you?" I felt that this was unreliable.
"You definitely couldn't borrow money before, but it's different now. You have a hotpot city open, a loan company is supporting you, and you're driving a small Mercedes-Benz. No one knows what you're doing out there. These neighbors, taking big money, taking If you don't come out, I'll throw 30,000 to 50,000 yuan at your place. It's not too difficult. It's about a penny profit. I can help you study it." Lao Xian said seriously.
I listened to Lao Xiang's words, thought for a moment, and replied with a blink of an eye: "Don't talk about one cent profit, you can get money with two cents profit, that's too thirsty, I won't fool you, I don't want to I’m worried about not being able to do it alone because I’m worried about not having any spare money.”
"This matter can be studied. Later, Su Daya and I will help you run away." Lao Xiang continued to add meat to the pot.
"Okay, you can run. If you are really good, I will give you some advice." I said boldly.
"Haha, you and your father are still playing interests." Lao Xiang was happy.
"Well, this will make you more energetic." I just said this casually.
"How are you and An'an getting along?" Lao Xiang suddenly asked me another question about my private life.
"Just keep it that way. If you wait a little longer, I'll marry her."
"I miss Ma Xiaoyou's child. If you want to marry her, it will take less fifty years of hard work. No, at least a hundred years, haha." Lao Xiang said shamelessly.
"Well, she told you about her family affairs." I asked in confusion.
"I've been around for so many years. Needless to say, I can tell who they are at a glance." Lao Xiang also said coaxingly.
"Don't worry about my affairs. Besides, don't be too arrogant. An An is so kind to you. He carries more than two thousand clothes to your home without blinking an eye. You can't be like this." I gave him a hint.
"Fuck you, don't I think about you?" Lao Xiang wanted to reach out and pat my head, but his hand stopped in mid-air and fell down again.
That night, Lao Xiang and I stayed at home and drank more than a pound of liquor until we fell unconscious. This was the first time in so many years that I slept in his room.
The next day, after getting up, I washed my face, put three thousand yuan on the table, wrote a note to Lao Xiang to buy coal quickly, and drove off.
After Lao Xiang got up, he called Su Daya. These two were famous prostitutes in this alley, and they always messed around together. I was really annoyed by this Su Daya. He used to kidnap Lao Xiang and do bad things.
Half an hour later, Su Daya came to my house. The two of them talked for a while, then ate some leftovers from last night, briefly tidied up their makeup, and then embarked on a journey of cheating and started walking down the street. Walking around the streets and visiting houses.
The first family that Lao Xiang went to was Zhao Laoliu's family. His family owned a hook machine and earned about twenty yuan a year, just like playing games. It was considered a family with relatively good living conditions in this alley.
When the two of them entered, Zhao Laoliu's wife personally received Lao Xiang. Although Lao Xiang looked like a dead man, he had been prosperous in the past. Although he was a bit pretentious outside, he really enjoyed the three-acre land in front of him at home. He has never had a useless conversation with anyone, nor has he ever made a fool of himself with anyone. Everyone's general evaluation of him is that he is good at everything except being a no-nonsense person, and his character is quite benevolent and righteous.
"What's the matter, Brother Xiang?" Zhao Laoliu walked out of the room, took out his cigarette and asked with a smile.
"I want you to bring me some money." Lao Xiang said without any trace of ink.
"Ask me to carry the money." Zhao Laoliu was stunned for a moment, then sat on the sofa, helped Lao Xiang light a cigarette, and said with a wink: "Your son has a Mercedes-Benz now, you care about me carrying the money? I’m playing.”
"Why are you teasing me? It's really not me who raised the money, but my son. Why doesn't he open a loan company? All the money in his hands has been scattered. I haven't been able to help him in all these years, so I just thought, Let's get along with you old neighbors." Lao Xiang explained seriously.
"Well, I don't have any spare money in my hand, and the hook machine is old. Now I have to put in some money if I have nothing to do." Zhao Laoliu explained.
"I'm telling you, Zhao Laoliu, don't talk nonsense. The money I give you is not in vain, I'll give you interest." Su Daya said rather vulgarly.
"I really don't have any spare money here, and my son is going to find a job soon. I have to leave some for him to do activities." Zhao Laoliu said slowly and leisurely while smoking a cigarette.
"Lao Liu, we have been neighbors for so many years. You used to give me three hundred and five hundred yuan, but you didn't ask for it later. I know this well. You also watched Xiang Nan grow up. It's really not easy for this child. Let me tell you plainly, if I got cancer, I wouldn't even bring you into your house to raise money, but I have never helped your child. We have been neighbors for so many years, so you can just treat me as a favor, okay? No, Lao Liu." Lao Xiang said sincerely.
"." Zhao Laoliu took two puffs of cigarette, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Lao Liu, my son is doing well now. He runs a loan company with millions of dollars. Can I give you this little money? The interest is paid monthly. You can take the principal when you want. Besides, Lao Xiang's family Right there, the shabby house is worth five or six hundred thousand and it can't be sold. Maybe you ran away because of your little money." Su Daya advised.
"How much do you want?" Zhao Laoliu looked at Lao Xiang and asked slowly.
"You can take anything from 30,000 to 20,000 to 100,000 to 80,000. It just depends on how much you can get." Lao Xiang said slowly.
"Lao Xiang, I have been a good friend for so many years, and you have never asked me for anything big. I will give you 50,000 yuan, and you can pay the interest as you see fit. That's it." Zhao Laoliu thought for a long time and nodded heavily.
"I'll sign an IOU for you." Lao Xiang said without hesitation.
"Wait a minute, Lao Xiang, let me interrupt. It's not that I don't believe you. Fifty thousand yuan is not a small thing for my family. Look at this IOU and see if your son can sign it." Zhao Laoliu's daughter-in-law suddenly interrupted. One sentence.
Lao Xiang was stunned, and he suddenly realized that this girl wanted to visit my company.
"Okay, let's go to the company." Lao Xiang thought for a moment and nodded quickly.