Room 2, Tongdao Xu, Internet Cafe No. 1, Ximen Road.
The incandescent lamp in the room was very bright. On the wooden bed placed against the wall, Tongdao Xu and Dong Feifei were sitting sideways on the bed, with their backs leaning against the cool wall, and their four legs stretched side by side on the bed.
Xu Tongdao was holding a Chinese textbook for the second year of high school in his hand. Dong Feifei, with her long hair hanging on her shoulders, leaned on his shoulder comfortably and softly helped him interpret a text in front of her.
The picture is very harmonious.
Some people may think that if a young man and woman live together in the same room, they must do something shameless every night.
This was indeed the case for them in the first few days of living together.
But if you eat delicacies from mountains and seas every day, you will soon get tired of them.
Therefore, within a few days, the frequency of what they did decreased. Most of the time, it was like this, Dong Feifei helping Xu Tongdao study high school textbook knowledge.
In fact, it was mainly requested by Comrade Xu.
In fact, Dong Feifei has little interest in this matter.
But he liked it, and if she didn't want to make him unhappy, she could only pretend to like it and teach him.
Xu Tongdao, who lived for almost forty years in his previous life, was very sensitive to her emotions.
She doesn't like teaching him, and he sees it.
She pretended to like it, and he saw it.
But he pretended not to know and not see it.
To him, it doesn't matter whether she likes her or not. What's important is that he can really learn high school textbook knowledge from her. He wants knowledge.
Of course, he was not stingy in repaying her for her efforts.
Two days ago, he also bought her a mobile phone.
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The same night.
At around 9 o'clock in the evening, there was a barbecue stall not far from Zhiweixuan.
Wu Changxing and Chang Min, who had just gotten off work, were sitting opposite each other, with some barbecue and a few bottles of cold beer on the table.
Wu Changxing obviously cleaned himself up specially. He used hair wax to set his hair and combed his hair in a slicked back. In the night, it was a little unclear what he was wearing on his lower body. His upper body was a pure white short-sleeved shirt. It looked like
Very energetic.
Chang Min, who is sitting opposite him, looks pretty good too.
Her black hair was tied into a bun on the back of her head and covered with a hairnet, making her look clean and neat, exposing her white neck.
She still wears clothes so tastefully.
The collarless and sleeveless gray shirt not only made her neck look slender, but also made her arms slender.
The lower body is a dark short skirt.
She was also wearing black stockings on her legs, which attracted Wu Changxing's attention and glanced at her from time to time.
She has been working at Zhiweixuan for some time. During this time, her complexion has improved a lot, and it seems a little difficult to judge her age... Is she about thirty years old? Or about forty years old?
The two of them chatted while eating.
"Xiao Min, did he really agree to divorce you?"
When Wu Changxing stood up to pour her wine, he raised his eyes and asked her.
Chang Min held the wine glass with one hand. Hearing the words, he smiled and nodded, "Yes, I agree. I guess he is tired because he can't find me for so long! However, he has conditions."
"What conditions?"
Wu Changxing sat back on his stool and frowned.
Chang Min looked down at the wine glass in front of him and sighed softly, "The child belongs to him. In addition, I must pay 500 yuan in alimony every month. He said that if I agree to this condition, he will agree to divorce me..."
There was no joy on her face.
Too!
These days, many people don't earn 500 a month, and her salary from working at Zhiweixuan is not that much. The monthly alimony of 500 is indeed an unbearable condition for her.
But Wu Changxing, who was sitting opposite her, was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said to her: "Promise him! As long as you can divorce him, 500 is 500!"
Chang Min frowned and looked up, "You put it lightly, 500 per month, how can I afford it?"
Wu Changxing showed a smile, stretched out his left hand, held her right hand on the table, and touched the back of her hand with his thumb, and said softly: "It's okay! I'm still here! You believe me! 500 yuan each.
Month, to me now, is nothing, I can totally afford it! Really."
Chang Min's eyes were full of doubts, "Are you sure? You don't have a stable job now, so you just do odd jobs and occasionally contract decorations. Can you really earn so much? Are you bragging?"
There was a touch of confidence in Wu Changxing's smile, and he shook his head slightly, "Your news is out of date. I have a stable job now. Do you still remember the decoration company of your cousin Zeng Xueyi's home?"
Changmin became even more confused, "Remember, what's wrong?"
Wu Changxing: "I am now a shareholder of that company. The largest shareholder is now my cousin Xu Tongdao. Let me tell you, this company is almost bankrupt, but my cousin is indeed a good businessman.
, not long after, it was already given to this company
I have attracted a lot of business, and I just signed 12 interior decoration orders yesterday. For a long time to come, our decoration company will not be short of work, and I am also a shareholder now, hehe, so... you are still afraid of me
Can’t I give you 500 yuan? Huh?”
Changmin was stunned.
She stared at him blankly for a while, then asked doubtfully: "Real or fake? Now you and your cousin are shareholders of Xueyi's home decoration company? Your cousin is still the major shareholder? What about Xueyi? What's going on?
possible?"
"What's impossible?
You forgot that her husband died. We went to see her before and you comforted her. Her husband passed away. She doesn’t know how to run such a big decoration company. What else can she do if she doesn’t sell it?
What's more, she didn't completely sell it, she just sold a part of her shares to us, and she is still the company's second largest shareholder!"
Wu Changxing was very satisfied with Chang Min's expression of disbelief and surprise.
Chang Min blinked, then blinked again, and suddenly chuckled, raised the wine glass in front of him, raised his eyebrows at him, and said, "Come! Congratulations! I wish you a big fortune in the future! Come on!"
Wu Changxing was very happy. He raised his wine glass and clinked it with her. He drank most of the glass in one gulp. When he put down the wine glass and picked up a bunch of mutton on the table, he smiled and said: "Xiao Min, is this a double happiness for us now?"
You can get divorced soon, and my income here is getting higher and higher, are you happy?"
Changmin took a bunch of baked potato slices and ate them. After hearing this, he said with a smile: "Of course I'm happy! It's all good things, how can I be unhappy?"
Wu Changxing looked up at her, thought for a moment, slowly put down the bamboo stick in his hand, took a piece of roll paper and wiped his mouth, looked at Chang Min opposite him with twinkling eyes, opened his mouth, and asked hesitantly:
"Xiao Min, look... how about we get married? Do you agree?"
Chang Min was startled when he heard the words, and his eyes met his twinkling eyes. He lowered his head slightly, and after a few seconds, he whispered: "Don't worry, first, wait for me to divorce the marriage."
Wu Changxing frowned and opened his mouth, obviously wanting to persuade her again, but seeing that she kept her head down, he finally sighed softly and said, "Okay! Let's wait until you get divorced first."