Chapter 32 Children, you are actually a rich second-generation
"I asked you, do you look good when you smile?"
"Well, it looks good. In fact, she and her mother almost quarreled over this matter. What's wrong, uncle?" Looking at his uncle, Zhang Weiping said with his eyes still a little red.
"It's okay, getting married is such a joy." Zhang Jiangang patted Zhang Weiping on the shoulder.
"ah?"
"Send me the specific time and place of the meeting."
"ah?"
"Ah, what, can you make your niece-in-law run away after you get her? Send it to me. Your dad can't do it. Your dad is too honest and useless. I will definitely go next Saturday and I will help you control the situation!"
"..."
Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. Although Zhang Jiangang was only in his twenties in his previous life, Zhang Jiangang has been through this life after all and knows the tangles involved. Sometimes he is really powerless in the face of some things.
But the time that really determines a person's destiny is not now, but the era of spiritual energy recovery in the near future.
By then, not only destiny, but even life span will be stratified.
So if young people keep working hard, new opportunities will probably arrive by the end of 2019 at the latest.
It is absolutely impossible for our own spiritual energy recovery industry chain to be without young people. Moreover, they will be the most energetic and impactful group by then, and they will be the mainstay and hope of the spiritual energy recovery era.
While Zhang Jiangang was worrying about his nephew, another young man was also hit, and his home also caught fire.
Longteng Mass Beauty Wang Lifen called again. And the call shocked Zhang Jiangang’s family, including Yin Xiaolei.
"Old Zhang, come down quickly! Did your Wenjun couple have a quarrel?" the pretty girl said anxiously on the phone.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiangang's heart skipped a beat and he looked at his daughter-in-law Yin Xiaolei.
"Have you been quarreling lately?" Zhang Jiangang looked at his daughter-in-law and asked.
The daughter-in-law looked confused, "No?"
"Come on, come on. Wenjun is drinking alone in a restaurant outside the community. He is so drunk that he sheds tears of frustration. The wine bottles are piled up on the table! Come on, come on, it's in that restaurant called 'My Restaurant'
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"What? Another one crying? Oh my god, why are young people in your world so fragile? Okay, okay, okay, I'll be down right away~"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jiangang immediately changed his shoes.
"What's wrong, dad? What's wrong, uncle?"
"Your eldest brother is drinking alone outside the community. He is drunk."
"ah?"
Upon hearing this, Yin Xiaolei hurriedly prepared to go down and take a look.
"Xiaolei, you watch Lele at home, I'll just go down."
"Uncle, I'll go down with you!"
"good."
Looking at her father-in-law going out, Yin Xiaolei's heart twitched.
"Lele, let's go. Mom will take you to bed first." At the same time, Yin Xiaolei thought of something and hurriedly tried to put her daughter to sleep first.
As for Zhang Jiangang.
Alas, none of these boys can afford to worry!
Drink, drink, you ask your father to drink, you, you are already at the door of your house, why are you drinking alone outside?
With a sigh, Zhang Jiangang and his nephew Zhang Weiping hurried downstairs.
At this moment, in a small restaurant called "My Restaurant" next to National Highway 303 outside Longteng Community, in a corner of the restaurant, a young man in his early thirties was drinking heavily and his eyes were red.
The collar of his shirt had long been torn open, his briefcase was still on the chair, and there were a bunch of beer bottles and two or three small Erguotou bottles lying on the table. The young man had a red face and was drunk and talking nonsense.
There were some blood stains on the collar of the young man's shirt and at the corners of his mouth.
"Brother, drink less~"
The young man glanced at the boss who came to persuade him, and then continued drinking without saying a word.
"Alas~" Not listening to the advice, the hotel owner and waiters were also anxious and helpless.
"What's wrong, brother, what's the big deal about torturing yourself like this? Stop drinking, you still have to go to work tomorrow." The store owner even sat down and advised.
The young man was drunk and shook his head vigorously, then poured Erguotou into his mouth.
The young man is none other than Zhang Jiangang’s son Zhang Wenjun.
"Lost in love?" Seeing this, the store owner asked again.
It's just that Zhang Wenjun didn't say anything, just drank alone, and his whole body was swaying.
After drinking liquor and drinking beer, I stood up the beer bottle and the beer foam flowed out from the corners of my mouth.
In his mind, he thought of his father who had just returned from the hospital, his wife who was pregnant with their second child, and his daughter, which made Zhang Wenjun feel sad.
He hates, he hates himself for being so stupid and unable to distinguish between good and bad people.
He hated himself for being so unlucky.
What to do, what to do in the future? The high mortgage, living expenses, children’s tuition fees. What to do with his wife and children, what to do with his own father? The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved and desperate Zhang Wenjun felt!
The more desperate Zhang Wenjun became, the more wine he poured into his mouth.
After drinking the cold wine, the feeling of bloating and intoxication not only did not alleviate my pain, but instead made me feel more and more depressed, more and more desperate, and more and more close to collapse.
The more they talked, the more chaotic they became, and the more they drank, the more drunk they became.
Seeing this scene, the restaurant owner frowned.
When Zhang Jiangang arrived under the leadership of Wang Lifen, Zhang Wenjun was so drunk that he almost fell on the table, talking nonsense.
"Wenjun, stop drinking, your dad is here~" Wang Lifen shouted anxiously as soon as she entered the door.
It's just that Zhang Wenjun was already drunk and confused. With his back to the door, he couldn't hear what was being shouted behind him.
While drinking, my eyes were red and confused, and I was holding peanuts in my hands. I was almost lying on the table, and my hands were already weak.
It's very embarrassing and sad.
Seeing the person coming and hearing what Wang Lifen said just now, the shop owner quickly stood up from his seat.
"Uncle, your son?"
"Well, what's going on?"
"I don't know. I went up to ask him and he didn't say anything. He just kept drinking by himself." The shop owner looked at Zhang Jiangang and said carefully and sighed. "Maybe he is under too much pressure. Please go and persuade him."
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Zhang Jiangang nodded, glanced at his son's back, and then walked over.
Gently, Zhang Jiangang walked over, and then gently patted his son's shoulder from behind.
"Wenjun, Wenjun?"
"Huh?" A drunken and red face turned around and looked at Zhang Jiangang in confusion.
Seeing this scene, not to mention Zhang Jiangang, even Wang Meili felt very distressed.
"What's wrong? Why are you drinking alone here?" Zhang Jiangang said with a frown.
Then he saw that the person arriving was Zhang Jiangang. Zhang Wenjun, who was drunk and in a daze, was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes.
Then he blushed and laughed, his eyes blurred.
"Hey, brother, you look very much like a person, yes, very much like my dad. Come on, brother, come and drink with me, it's mine, it's mine~" Zhang Wenjun seemed to be pulling Zhang Jiangang to continue drinking.
Big brother? I'll slap you and me! Zhang Jiangang has a black line on his head.
"What are you talking nonsense about Wenjun? This is your father!" Seeing that Zhang Wenjun was so drunk that he couldn't even recognize his father, Wang Lifen said quickly.
"Brother Wenjun, this is uncle. Why are you drinking like this?" Zhang Weiping couldn't help but said, sighing in his heart.
"My dad?"
First he was stunned, then he looked hard at the face in front of him, and then Zhang Wenjun's body started to tremble.
The next moment, something unexpected happened to Wang Lifen, Zhang Weiping, the hotel owner and others.
Zhang Wenjun completely collapsed.
This man in his thirties plunged into Zhang Jiangang's chest and cried like a child.
These are the tears of despair of a grown man who is overwhelmed by pressure.
"Dad, I can't bear it anymore. I'm unemployed. I really can't bear it dad... The order I spent more than half a year and put a lot of effort into was intercepted by the boss... And Lele, and you,
There are also Xiaolei and the child in her belly, I really can’t bear it dad~"
Lying on Zhang Jiangang's shoulder, Zhang Wenjun collapsed and said, or it would be better to vent.
"Okay, okay, just cry. Just cry."
Zhang Jiangang understood that his son was unemployed.
Unemployment is not too scary for some people, but it is too scary for a family situation like a son. There is an elder and a younger child, a child in the belly, a mortgage, living expenses, etc. Under various pressures, coupled with
My son is unemployed at this time, and his son can no longer bear it.
"Cry, it will make you feel better." Zhang Jiangang said, gently patting his son's back.
Isn’t it just unemployment? Don’t be afraid of your son, you have your father!
The next moment, I cried even harder.
"..."
"Ah, okay, okay, cry all the time. What day is it today? You two brothers are crying one after another. You are crying all the time."
"How old are you to do anything serious? You have a father. Come and work in your father's company tomorrow, and your father will directly make you the second generation of rich people!"
Zhang Jiangang is not a person who likes to cry, nor does he like to see others cry. So today, it was his nephew first, then his son, and there was also his second brother on the phone in between. Zhang Jiangang was really a little awkward.
But despite this, even though he was joking, Zhang Jiangang's eyes were actually a little red as he patted his son on the shoulder.
Because he understands that sometimes this is reality, but he is lucky, and his son is also lucky, and he has his own father.
"Cry me, stop crying! How much does it cost, boss, pay the bill!" Zhang Jiangang said to the boss while supporting his son.
"A total of 169" the waiter was about to say.
"Forget it, forget it, I don't have much money, sir, I don't have much money." The shop owner hurriedly shook his hands.
As for Zhang Wenjun, he wanted to pay the bill, but he was too drunk to stand up.
At the same time, Zhang Weiping hurried over to help his cousin.
"No, I'll do it myself. Weiping, please go back first, and remember to call me when we meet!"
Zhang Wenjun, who was lying on Zhang Jiangang's shoulder, was still mumbling and talking nonsense, "I was so angry that I beat him! I pushed my boss under the desk in front of everyone and beat him. My colleague sent him a message on WeChat:
Just now our boss called the police, I..."
"Okay! Isn't it just a fight? Dad is here!"
If you beat me well, if you don't beat me, your father will still beat you.
"Ah? Did you hit someone? The other party called the police? Uncle, this is not a trivial matter." Looking at Zhang Weiping next to him, his expression changed slightly, and he said to Zhang Jiangang worriedly.
Looking at Comrade Zhang Jiangang again, his face did not change color and his heart did not beat. He freed up his hands and played a number.
"Lao Guo, you haven't slept yet. Could you please do me a favor?" Zhang Jiangang said into the phone.
"Oh, Teacher Zhang, you are too polite. I am coaxing my grandson to watch TV, and my son is also here. Just now, we were trying to talk to you, saying how to thank you, Teacher Zhang, for helping me with my illness."
Back to, "What's wrong, Mr. Zhang, please don't be polite if you have something to say."
"Oh, my son... then he had a fight with his boss. He and his boss are still college classmates, not alumni."
"What a beast, well beaten! I would beat him too! Is your son okay?"
"..." Wang Lifen next to her had a black line on her head. Others didn't know who Comrade Zhang was calling, but Wang Lifen knew.