Money life

Chapter 282 Drunk
night.

Gao Wenao stood on the balcony of his villa, holding a goblet in his hand, and there was no red wine in it.

The house is quiet, there is no movement, there is no one else except him.

He shook the glass in his hand, pretending that there was red wine in it, and looked at the night outside the rooftop, feeling very calm.

Zhang Xiaohe had already told him that the plan about Xiaohe had failed.

This failure was within his expectation. It was designed by Zhang Xiaohe. After he knew the plan, he felt that the plan would fail. He told Zhang Xiaohe not to provoke Zhang Yanjiang. He wanted to find Zhang Yanjiang's breakthrough before going to him. he.

Zhang Xiaohe never listened to him, and insisted on finding Xiaohe to do this, but in the end it still ended in failure.

He didn't blame Zhang Xiaohe, but just told him not to trouble Zhang Yanjiang anymore, but to look for opportunities to win with one blow.

Zhang Xiaohe agreed, but he knew that Zhang Xiaohe would not listen to him, so he would still insist on going his own way.

Looking at the night, he was a little dazed, and suddenly returned to his childhood.

He remembers very clearly that when he was a child, one day the night was so dark that he couldn't see any light.

Today's night is also very dark. Although the lights are on in the room, he still feels fear. The night is like a thug, trying to grab him.

"Meow." The black cat lying on the balcony called out.

Gao Wenao looked at it and smiled slightly.

The house is quiet.

A gust of wind blew, and Gao Wenao felt a bit of cold air.

He put down the cup, carried the black cat into the bedroom, and closed the door to the balcony.

The bedroom is very warm and bright, which is completely different from the balcony.

He drew the curtains so that he couldn't see the night outside at all.

The black cat ran away in a hurry as if feeling the uneasy breath on his body.

He sat on the bed, picked up a goblet on the bedside table that had been there a long time ago, then picked up the red wine on the bedside, poured a glass of red wine, and drank it down.

The spicy feeling made him sober up a little.

He put down the goblet, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by coldness and hatred.

"I want money, I want more money." Gao Wenao poured another glass of red wine and said desperately.

Now his net worth has exceeded [-] million, but he still feels that it is not enough. He feels that he is short of money. His desire for money has long been crazy.

He is hungry for money, and he never wants to live the life of asking people for money again.

The more he desires money, the greater his desire.

He shook the goblet to calm his lonely heart.

Every time, as long as he dangled the goblet, he felt very at ease.

He likes red wine, especially the taste of red wine.

He likes goblets, and he likes this kind of cup that can give him a sense of nobility.

At this time, he gradually returned to enjoyment.

He drank the wine in his glass.

Comfortable.

"Meow." Seemingly seeing the loneliness of its master, the black cat ran over, jumped onto his body, and rubbed against him.

"Do you know? How much I envy Zhang Yanjiang." He smiled like a sneer, and stroked the black cat.

"I don't want endless money, I just want an ordinary life, a person with family." He poured another glass of red wine and drank it down.

Maybe it was because he was thinking about the past, or because he was in a bad mood. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he felt a little dizzy and his face was a little red.

He didn't stop drinking, the more drunk he was, the more he enjoyed it, he really wanted to get drunk for a while, and he didn't want to be so sober again.

He drank the red wine one glass after another. After a while, the bottle of red wine ran out, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

"Why? Why?" He threw the black cat on the ground and glared at it.

"What am I working so hard for? Why doesn't he say hello to me? Why can't he just stop and listen to me? Why do they have to work forever?"

"Is this still home? I don't feel like home here, I just feel like this is not home, it's just a cold room."

he said.

The black cat was frightened by him and hid in the corner, not daring to come out.

He sat on the bed, his heart ached even more.

When it comes to Gao Wenao, others only know about his success and that he has a rich father, or that he abandoned his parents after his indifferent success and would do anything for money.

But who asked him why he did it?Who ever cared why he was so indifferent?

No one, everyone just looked at the results, they didn't care what he went through, they just believed what they saw.

But behind him, who knows what he has experienced?Does anyone care?Nobody even cared.

He didn't know when it started such a dark night, but he had to bear it alone.

Whenever night falls, how scared he is, how much he wants to be accompanied by his parents like other children, but unfortunately he doesn't.

So what if you have money?The hearts of parents will not give him at all.

He took off his shoes slowly, got on the bed, covered himself with a quilt, and it was very warm.

Close your eyes and let the thoughts in your mind flow.

A picture suddenly flashed in his mind, which made him stunned for a moment. It was a very beautiful picture, which he could never get in his life.

He smiled and slowly fell asleep.

The black cat jumped onto the bed as if it found him asleep, licked his face, got into his bed, and slept next to him.

Gao Wenao was still conscious at this time, he felt the black cat licked him, and also felt that the black cat got into the bed.

It's just that his head was heavy and he ignored it, anyway, they were like this every day.

The wind outside is getting stronger, and the night is getting darker.

……

The next day, when Gao Wenao woke up, it was already morning. He checked the time and got up in a hurry.

The black cat had left the bed, lying on the ground, looking at him.

"Damn, I drank too much." He looked at the red wine bottle on the bedside table and realized that he drank too much last night.

He rarely drank too much, only when he was sad, and there were not many things that could make him sad.

He got out of bed and was about to wash up when someone knocked on his door.

There is only one person who can come in without notifying him, and that is Zhang Xiaohe. The key to his house is only given to Zhang Xiaohe.

He opened the door, and it was indeed Zhang Xiaohe standing outside.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Xiaohe asked worriedly as soon as he opened the door.

He felt warm in his heart, shook his head, and said, "It's okay. I was drunk last night."

"You still say you're fine?" Zhang Xiaohe entered the room.

"Just drunk."

Zhang Xiaohe looked at him, but he stopped talking.

"Is it about uncle and aunt?" Zhang Xiaohe asked after a long time.

The relationship between Gao Wen'ao and Zhang Xiaohe is very good, and the two understand each other's affairs.

He smiled wryly, nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Xiaohe, help me find someone with money in the world as soon as possible. I want money, and all I want is money."

Zhang Xiaohe looked at him with calm eyes.

(End of this chapter)