Rebirth, don't bully young poor

"Are you blaming Lin Hao, that idiot who is so devoted to you, for not looking at you? If he knows that you have cut off all his life for such a ridiculous reason, he will not let you go even if he is a ghost." Zixuan Anger welled up in his heart, and he continued, "People like you can't even look down on yourself. No matter how high you climb, you are still the son of a murderer and the most down-and-out gangster on the street."

Zixuan straightened his back, pointed at him, and his eyes were full of complex expressions: "Lin Hao met you at the age of 22. At that time, your parents had just died, and you were beaten bloody by a group of hooligans on the street."

"He brought you home, helped you pay off all your debts, buried your parents, and arranged all the food and clothing for you personally."

Slowly recalling the past, the young Qingjun's face showed an unprecedented struggle.

"It was the first time in his life that he went to buy underwear for you; you said you were not used to the Lin family's food, and he taught you how to cook in the kitchen without telling his parents; Afraid that something would happen to you, he waited for you at the bar door with his mobile phone until midnight."

"You said you wanted to work on your own, but he let you go to Lin's company, under one person, above ten thousand; he has never been wronged since childhood, but he has always tolerated your willfulness when you, Han Chen, are in a bad mood."

"Han Chen," Zixuan laughed chillingly, "I just said that it was that fool who mistreated someone and deserved to be crushed to death by a heavy truck, didn't he?"

"Who the hell are you?" Han Chen shouted coldly, "Among Lin Hao's relatives and friends, there has never been a person named Jiang Zixuan!"

"I'm not Jiang Zixuan, who else could it be?" Zixuan slowly spread the tablecloth without looking at him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I want to eat, please leave now. There are disgusting people standing next to me By my side, I can't eat."

Han Chen glanced at him, with anger in his eyes, he raised his foot and walked a few steps closer, and was about to strike.He was originally a street gangster, and he doesn't behave like people of the same status.Anyway, he is also the son of a murderer, dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, if Han Chen really becomes a polite gentleman, no one will pay more attention to him.

"Han Chen, it's not good to use your hands in broad daylight." Ling Siyou stood up with a sullen face, "If you really hate Lin Hao, even if you dig him out of the grave, I won't care; but I warn you Don't touch Zixuan."

"Ling Siyou, you are meddling in your own business." Han Chen said lightly, but he didn't show any sign of letting go.

"I told you not to touch him, don't you fucking understand?" Ling Siyou roared.

"I want to fight, don't hinder me from eating." Zixuan glanced at the people watching the excitement around him, and looked at Ling Siyou, "By the way, pass me the chili sauce, thank you."

"Mr. Han, if you are not convinced, ask yourself, if what I said just now is wrong, you can do anything to me, and I will never resist." Zixuan started peeling the hairy crabs, "If not, please later Self-respect, even though I have no money or power, I can't let others beat me for nothing."

After not speaking for a long time, the anger in Han Chen's eyes gradually dissipated. When he turned around, he looked at him and said, "You are right. Lin Hao is a big fool. I, Han Chen, killed him."

The gentle voice seemed to be bound by the deepest curse, it was so cold that there was no warmth in it.

Han Chen left, but Ling Siyou kept staring in that direction: "Zixuan, Han Chen has had a difficult month, do you know that?"

Zixuan was dipping crab meat into chili sauce and putting it into his mouth, when he heard this, he stopped, "His company is going to close down?"

"It's not that exaggerated. It's not about the company. It's because he himself is having a bad time." Ling Siyou said, "For more than half a month after Lin Hao's death, he got drunk in the bar every day and called Miss. Hang out with people all day and all night."

Zixuan closed his eyes, feeling complicated, feeling that he no longer had the appetite to eat.

"I've known him for more than a year, and it's the first time I've seen him in such a mess. He's always been in good health, but he went to the hospital with stomach bleeding a few days ago." Ling Siyou looked out the window, "He killed Mr. Lin Dong, if this continues, I will not be far from death."

"You are his friend, why didn't you persuade him?"

"Friend?" Ling Siyou smiled, "The shopping mall is ruthless. How can we have any real friends in our line of business? Brotherly love is deep today, but stabbing you in the back is commonplace tomorrow."

"You're right," Zixuan laughed at himself, "Only a person like Lin Hao would wholeheartedly bet his wealth and life on a so-called brother."

Ling Siyou held his hand and asked, "Don't be sad, if you are unhappy, I won't be happy either."

"Is it because you have money that you can no longer trust anyone?"

"Han Chen is an exception." Ling Siyou said, "As you said, what qualifications does a person who looks down on himself have to make others look up to you? Lin Hao has a good background, even if he goes bankrupt, he still can't erase it. The aristocratic Shaodong; as for Han Chen, no matter how fast the outbreak occurs, unless he can climb to everyone's head, otherwise, in a circle like ours, it will be nothing but a laughingstock."

"You look down on him too?" Zixuan's eyes were watery, not as casual as before.

He has always loved and protected that person, but never thought that because of his intervention, Han Chen would suffer so much anger.

He was originally a gangster on the street, but it was Lin Hao's wishful thinking that brought him back to that cannibalistic circle. Shopping malls are like battlefields, and there is never a shortage of intrigue.

Winners and losers cannot tolerate weakness.

Is Han Chen's love and hatred really wrong?

Ling Siyou peeled crabs like Zixuan, and said, "Why should I look down on him? At least for now, he is still one of the most successful businessmen in City B. Besides, there are unpredictable things, who knows what I will do in the future?" Won't you become a pauper?"

"Among the people you know, are there really many who look down on him?" Zixuan asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Ling Siyou didn't deny it, "But Han Chen is now the most promising newcomer in the mall. I heard that several business leaders have approached him to marry him, but he has been single now, and I don't know the details. .”

"Wouldn't it be great for him to be able to marry a good wife?" Zixuan said lightly, "Ten or 20 years less struggle, so that the direct branch of the Lin family can be completely pushed to hell. Why not do it?"

"Zixuan," Ling Siyou paused, "Do you really hate him?"

"Yeah." Zixuan was not hypocritical, "Even if he has been drinking, courting prostitutes, and paralyzing himself every day, what does it matter to me? Hate or hate, unless he is dead, don't let me give up."

"It was a good date, but it was interrupted by Han Chen," Ling Siyou pulled Zixuan and yelled to the sky when he walked out after eating, causing passers-by to watch.

Looking at the man in front of him, Zixuan didn't break away from his hand, stopped and said with a smile: "Ling Siyou, let's be friends from now on."

It seems good to have such a friend who is always with me.

Under the sun, the young man's smile is so warm that it makes people's heart beat.

Ling Siyou was stunned for a moment, then blinked suddenly, hugged Zixuan suddenly, and threw his body into the sky.

"Hey, Ling Siyou, what are you doing?" Zixuan left the ground without warning, his face turned pale with fright, "Put me down quickly!"

"I'm so happy!" When he fell down again, Ling Siyou firmly caught Zixuan, pressed a kiss on his forehead, and the fine strands of hair stuck to the young man's cheek, and the itchy touch made Zixuan shake his head Struggling, Ling Siyou whispered, "Zixuan, what should I do? I can't bear to part with you more and more...I really want to crumple you into a ball and eat you in my stomach."

"...I just promised you to be ordinary friends." Zixuan patted his hand touching his cheek with no expression on his face, "I'm not interested in performing in the street, please let me down."

"Ordinary friends? How has it changed?" Ling Siyou let him down and yelled, scaring off the many onlookers.

"What is it that is not an ordinary friend?" Zixuan patted his sleeves and looked at the sky, "I'm going home." I don't know if it's been a long time since I met a man or a woman, but Zixuan felt his heart beat faster many.

Could it be that he also fell in love with men?

After bidding farewell to Ling Siyou and returning home, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother had just had lunch, Zixuan greeted him with a smile. "Why did school take so long today?" Su Huixin asked while sucking on the bowl.

"Our teacher in our class went out for training, so we took half a day off." Zixuan blushed and said, "Mom, do you need my help this afternoon?"

"My parents have earned more than 300 yuan these days, so I will take you to buy clothes this afternoon." Su Huixin said softly, "Your father and I have been busy for most of our lives, and we just want you and Xiaoying to have a better life. These few days It’s so cold, mom will take you to buy a down jacket to wear, it’s warm and you’ll be energetic in class. After you go to college, leave the down jacket to Xiaoying, and mom will buy you a new one to wear.”

Zixuan felt sad when he heard that Jiang's father and Jiang's mother's annual income was less than [-], and they had to support the two of them to study, and the family owed a loan. But he never forgot to buy clothes for him.

If you have a mother like this, what regrets do you have?

The two squeezed the bus to a shopping mall in City B. Su Huixin pulled Zixuan and squeezed into the crowd. The clothes in this shopping mall were purchased from other cities. The quality was good, and the price was cheaper than ordinary specialty stores. .

"Zixuan, when you see the clothes you like, tell your mom, as long as you have enough money, mom will buy them for you." Su Huixin said.

Zixuan nodded, but felt a little dazed.With Lin's Shaodong's net worth, when buying clothes, he would go directly to professional suit leisure shops and ask professional masters to order them. Each piece is unique and worth hundreds of thousands.Now it was his first time to buy clothes in such a popular mall.

"Zixuan, do you like this dress?" Su Huixin pulled Zixuan, looked at her son with red lips and white teeth, her eyes showed pride, took a beige coat, and said, "Come on, try this one."

Zixuan reached out to take it, feeling the velvety feeling of the beige top, and the place of origin, fabric and price of this dress appeared in his mind...

The owner of the shop was a middle-aged woman. Seeing Zixuan put on clothes, she was tall and tall, and her off-white coat made her look flawless and handsome.Looking at the words and expressions, the satisfaction on Su Huixin's face naturally fell into her eyes.

"Sister, this dress matches your son too well. I can guarantee that I can't find a more suitable one after searching this mall. How about it, it's cheaper for you. The cost price is 800 yuan. If you want to buy it, I will treat it as I'll bring you one, who made eldest sister dress your son so well."

Su Huixin squeezed the money in her hand with a look of embarrassment on her face.She is very satisfied with this dress, but if it is 300 yuan, the [-] yuan in her hand can't even afford half of it.

"Can't it be cheaper?" Su Huixin asked cautiously while holding the three big red banknotes in her pocket.

"Sister, you are really joking. If someone else buys it for [-] yuan, I don't want to sell it. It's just to see how handsome the young man is. That's why I didn't ask for a price." The shopkeeper didn't let go.

Zixuan looked at the clothes on his body. Although the workmanship and tailoring were exquisite, the fabric was naturally a bit poor in the eyes of experts, but this beige coat looked good on him.

"Zixuan, mom will bring you to buy it in a few days, okay?" Su Huixin walked up to Zixuan and sighed, "Mom and Dad will go out to set up a stall in the evening and earn dozens of dollars a day, and we will come back later. .”

Zixuan felt even more sour, took off his clothes, and said to the shopkeeper: "The cost of this jacket is only 210 taels, and it is sold for 800 yuan. This price is not very kind... The mall is so big, you are not the only one here. Only the good ones, I will pay two hundred and four, not a penny more. If you sell it, sell it, if you don’t sell it, we will leave.”