Chapter 349 Wei Bodhisattva who saves the suffering
Songsong finished watching Happy Camp and then started to settle in for us. During this period, Jin Beibei resisted the idea of beating him countless times and kept looking at him sideways. It’s not his fault. Even when Zhang Ben was here, he We all looked at each other with raised eyebrows, not to mention that Songsong kept us quiet for more than 40 minutes without saying a word.
"There's not much room here, you can live here."
Songsong pointed to the living room and said.
I glanced at the clutter-strewn living room, nodded and replied, "Okay, thank you."
"Are there any bedding?"
"I haven't bought it yet." I replied.
"I have some at my place. They cost 200 yuan a set and 30 yuan for pillows. Do you want to buy them?" Songsong asked seriously.
"Okay, thank you very much."
I replied without hesitation. Li Hao took out 10,000 yuan in cash. In addition to the 300 yuan for clothes and a ride, and some pocket money, there was less than 9,000 yuan left.
If someone can do this, it means he is short of money, so I don't have any objection to him selling my quilt, and I feel that he has done me a small favor.
He took out a few pairs of bedding that were not old and new, and then said to me: "Don't worry, I am a clean person. I have washed these beddings. You can make do with it. Those who leave their hometown will have to endure some hardships."
"haha okay."
I nodded with a smile and replied.
Then Songsong turned around and walked back to the room. After a while, the young man applying the facial mask also walked in, and then the door closed.
"...How did you get in?" Lao Xian was rather curious about this matter.
"Fuck, the place is crowded, what's weird about sleeping in the same room." I replied.
"...You are blind, there is only one bed in that room." The old immortal observed very carefully.
We were all quite tired and no one paid any attention to him.
"Hey, buddy, why do they live in the same room?" Lao Xian asked a young man who had just finished washing.
"...Ah, they are in love." The young man replied lightly.
"Er...spiritual love," Lao Xian asked excitedly with his little eyes wide open.
"Haha, you are so funny. What age do you think you still have the energy to fall in love?" After the young man finished speaking, he left.
The old immortal held his chin in silence for a long time, and then said to me in a stern voice: "Nannan, you can't stay in this place for a long time, it's too damn affecting your mentality. Why do I feel that I can't be strong even if I enter this house less than two hours ago?" You're up..."
"Nannan, let's rent a house. I'm too old to live with these gangsters. Look at what the fuck they're doing, stockings, all fucked up..." Han Dayan turned black with disgust. The silk was thrown aside.
"Just stay one night and study the house tomorrow." I said quickly.
"I can only stay for one night. If I stay for another day, I would rather sleep in a bridge cave." Li Hao lay on the quilt without even taking off his clothes.
"Beibei, are you feeling better?" I asked.
"It's okay, I'll just take a nap and be fine."
"Take the medicine." I threw away the cold medicine I bought on the way.
On the first night we arrived in Beijing, we slept in this duck pen. At first, I was quite puzzled as to why these people stayed at home when they were working. Later I realized that these people were the place. For those in the second echelon, the market is very bad, and some can only build a station in three days.
Sigh, it’s not easy to work in any profession now.
That night, Han Dayan fell asleep, Jin Beibei kept coughing, Lao Xian broke up with Xiaoxiao text message tonight, the reason is unknown, Li Hao stared blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, I lay there On the ground, I was thinking about how to survive in Beijing, and then fell asleep unconsciously.
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Around noon on the second day, I met Feng Dong in a four-story KTV called Jinding near Xiaoying Bridge in Qinghe, Beijing.
Let me briefly introduce this person, Feng Dong, who is about 40 years old. He came to Beijing in 1998. After being introduced by someone, he drove and ran errands for a well-known second- and third-tier singer. Later, because the singer was drunk and causing trouble, Feng Dong came to help and was charged with minor injury. He was sentenced to three years. After he was released from prison, the singer gave Feng Dong some money and invested some more. Feng Dong himself got some funds from an elder sister, and then opened this KTV. The business has been good, and now there is no more money. It is said that the singer's shares were involved because of gang involvement, but Feng Dong had already left the singer organization and was not affected. Of course, the eldest sister behind the scenes also played a role.
"Xiang Nan, right?" Feng Dong was not in a good state of mind. His eyes were red and his skin was a little dry. Apparently he had not sobered up completely.
"Yes, my name is Xiang Nan." I nodded and replied.
"Excellent talent."
"Haha." I smiled, turned on the humidifier, and pushed it to the side of the building.
When he saw my action, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile: "I did it next to the boss."
"Well, I have a brother in my hometown who treats me well." I didn't deny it either.
"Haha, I am also a driver." Feng Dong laughed suddenly.
"Brother Dong, you can't look down on your colleagues." I joked casually.
"I like smart ones." Feng Dong nodded, then handed me a cigarette and continued: "My hometown is also from H City. I have known Peter Lee since he was a child. Our homes are not far away. , he has been moving around all these years, and since he said hello, you should stay here first."
"Thank you, Brother Dong." I quickly replied.
"How many people."
"Five."
"Hey, there are too many friends in my hometown, and the internal security is a bit full. There are only three vacancies." Feng Dong seemed a little angry.
"Brother, waiter, I can do it too." I said without hesitation.
"...Okay, then you go ahead and do it first, but I have to tell you a few things. Our area is the capital, not as big as the one at home. What is needed here is someone who can be a good person, not someone who can kill people." , usually nothing happens and conflicts rarely occur, so..." Feng Dong finished half of his words.
"Brother Dong, Nannan understands."
"Well, do your best. If you're like that, Brother Dong, I can't let you be the internal security guard all the time." Feng Dong said slowly.
"I'll ask Brother Dong to take care of me in the future."
"Haha, it's okay. The guaranteed salary is 5,000, and the waiter is 3,000. I'll pay you 5,000, okay."
"That's great." I'm not surprised. The internal insurance in this area is actually just a decoration. It's different from the internal insurance in the Northeast, so it's understandable that the money is less.
"Okay, then you can go to work in the afternoon."
"That's cool, but... there's another thing. There are a lot of us and we want to rent a house, but..." I finished half of my sentence.
"After you register in the afternoon, I will ask someone to take you to rent a house. Use his ID card." Feng Dong understood instantly.
"Okay," I nodded quickly, stood up and said, "Brother Dong, you go to work first, I'll go back and clean up first."
"good."
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After I left the house, I met with Lao Xian and the others, and told them about the work. No one had any objections. Li Hao, Han Dayan, and I were all fugitives, and we had a job in hand. As long as they don't starve to death, they'll be fine. Jin Beibei and Lao Xian are optimists.
Originally, we thought about going back, packing up our things, and coming to work in the afternoon, but who knew that Lord Wei called me and insisted on meeting me. Needless to say, this must be Xiaofei's order. In desperation, I told him my address and made an appointment to meet.
In the afternoon, some of Li Hao and the others were packing their things upstairs, while others went out to buy daily necessities, while I met Lord Wei downstairs.
"Fuck, what do you mean? After all, we are friends, and we don't even call when we come to Beijing." Sir Wei got out of the car and asked with a curled lips.
"...Haha, I didn't have time." I interrupted with a smile.
"Have you found the place?" Lord Wei asked.
"found it."
"Where is it?" Lord Wei continued to ask.
"I work as a security guard in a KTV." I said without hiding anything, not even mentioning the word "internal security".
"...Fuck, stop it. I'll introduce you to my friend's bar. Being the manager is a bit bragging, but at least I can take care of some things and have free time." Sir Wei frowned and said.
"Thank you, sir, but I can't ask you to help me with everything. This is a good job. When I am really desperate, I will definitely contact you." I thought for a moment and said with a serious face.
Lord Wei thought for a moment, then stopped trying to persuade him. He turned around and opened the car door and took out a thick leather envelope.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Fei 50,000, I'll give you 50,000. Don't say anything yet. Listen to me. As for me, making friends doesn't depend on face or family background, but on character. Hu Yuanyuan's matter has to be blamed on others." I didn’t give a fuck about it, but you didn’t. From this point of view, I can’t lose anything by making friends with you. Fifty thousand yuan is not much to me. The reason why I didn’t give you more is I'm afraid you'll think too much, and I'll give you too much, so I guess you can't ask for it. You should take the money first, and at least you can settle down here. Beijing is different from other places. Renting a shabby community will cost you three dollars a month. It's over a thousand, but I can't do it without money." Sir Wei finished speaking clearly and clearly, and then stuffed the money into my arms.
"……."
I lowered my head to take the brown paper, my eyes were red, and I pursed my lips and said: "Sir, I have even slept in the fields in the past few days. I have felt cold and helpless...A month ago, you gave me one hundred thousand, and I I can just say thank you, but for today, I will remember you forever."
"The image of your Viagra must be profound in every person's life you appear in. There is no way, it has always been so glorious." Lord Wei said with bared teeth.
"Fuck." I grinned.
"Go out for a walk in the evening."
"I'm not going. It's my first day at work today. I can't talk nonsense. Let's wait for a while." I said.
"Okay, let's call you."
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Lord Wei appeared for more than 20 minutes, and then left in a hurry. One hundred thousand yuan is definitely not something I can spend in my lifetime, but this scene will still be clear to me until the day I die.
Pete Lee, a phone call, finalized my work.
Meng Fei and Lord Wei each lent me a loan, not expecting to pay back the 50,000 yuan.
If I have friends like this, I will never be able to stand up again. Can I be worthy of them? Can I?
Just a quick calculation, it’s about time I got the fuck done.