Second-rate goods

23.

The snow season is over, and so are most snow lovers.It is the norm to break up after the sex is over, and it is a minority behavior to get married in the end.No matter how much you like each other on the snow field, it’s as if you have made an agreement. Everyone returns to the step-by-step life and has not gathered again for more than half a year. This is a hidden separation, just waiting for the next snow.

Tang Yiqu took away the love of most beautiful female snow friends throughout the winter, and Han Wei took away the love of Wei Jing throughout the winter.

Wei Jing left one flight earlier than Han Wei. When we parted ways at the New Chitose Airport, Wei Jing walked to the gate and suddenly trotted back.

"Brother Han," beads of sweat appeared on Wei Jing's forehead, "I forgot to ask you, what do you usually do when there is no snow?"

Where will he be when the snow season is over?

Han Wei laughed in surprise. For him, there is no day without snow. As long as he wants to, he can spend [-] days in the snow in a year.

He is in the best state of his life, that is, he has nothing but lacks everything.On the contrary, it is also typical to have a bad life, that is, you have everything, but you lack everything.

"Run here just to ask this?"

Wei Jing took a deep breath, nodded, and waited for his answer with persistent eyes.

"Just play what you should play in summer." Han Wei's tone was flat, and his expression was equally dull.

Wei Jing was obviously dissatisfied, but was fooled by Han Wei's smile.He has held back his thoughts for half a snow season, and has released two-thirds of it in Hoshino Resort. Although Han Wei politely declined, he is not easily discouraged. He regrouped and prepared for a long-term attack.

When the airport announcement sounded, Wei Jing curled his lips helplessly, "Hey, my flight is urgently boarding."

"Hurry up and go in, see you back home." Han Wei said with a smile, bending the corners of his eyes.

Wei Jing likes Han Wei's eyes, sometimes they are ruthless, sometimes gentle, and more often they make people tremble.He often wondered why he was attracted to Han Wei?When it comes to carving, Han Wei is not bad at skating, but he is definitely not the brightest star in the ski field.Is it because of the turning back on the forest stage?No, definitely more than that.Is it because of his handsome appearance, or his innate temperament of a rich man?These reasons are still not enough to make him fly to the flame.He didn't struggle to understand it. He only knew that whenever he asked Han Wei any simple question, he actually had a long speech of more than [-] characters in his heart, describing his anxiety and anticipation.

24.

"...In the end, there was really no money in the account. Your father transferred the last project to Nanwan, and exchanged more than 200 million for everyone to pay wages. The core of us is in the coffee shop next to the company. When we met, the original original shareholders were about to leave, and Lao Han was crying, saying that you left, what should I do. I went to dinner with him, and he was very depressed, and I felt the same..."

"Well, I see, Uncle Ying, thank you."

Han Wei hung up the phone, paid the bill and walked out of the convenience store. It was snowing quietly outside.He knew that Qishan had no money, and everyone kept telling him this fact in different tones and angles.

What accomplishes you also binds you.Han Si Nong couldn't bear it any longer, so he chose to leave, leaving behind a bad debt.

It was so cold, just like the rice balls that had cooled down in his hands.

He originally wanted to call a car to go home, but after tens of seconds of tangling, he chose to take the subway and transfer to the bus. After all, it is no different from before, and a dollar will be broken into two petals.Cold rice balls still have to be eaten, and poor people have no noble confidence.

The newly rented house is outside the third ring road, which belongs to the outskirts of the city. It took him nearly two hours to get home.In Jiangcheng, after passing the third ring road, there are two completely different worlds.The city's elite and high-class people monopolize the bustling city center, and the world outside the third ring road is something Han Wei didn't know before, and there's no need to know about it.

Opposite his new home lived an elderly blind couple who usually sang and sang on the street, and occasionally ran into him in the corridor.The corridor was narrow, and Han Wei didn't know how to greet them, so he could only make way in silence.

Once, the door of the old couple's house was not closed tightly, and Han Wei happened to walk to the door of the house and heard the conversation between the two.

The old lady was complaining: "You old man, you can't even hold a bottle of vinegar. If I leave first, what should you do?"

The old man giggled and said, "I've been touching like this for decades, what are you afraid of, what are you so crazy about..."

After hearing this, the old lady became even more anxious, "I'm almost done, I don't have much time..."

The old man interrupted her, "Hey, what are you talking about, I said I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As long as I am here, I won't let you touch around and make things for yourself. People, always come with me , we have been together for more than 30 years, so don’t despise me..."

Han Wei didn't continue to listen, because he could already hear the old lady's suppressed sobs.

This is a corner on the edge of the city, and every moment there are stories of sadness and suffering. Compared with those who really live at the bottom of society, Han Wei is not even qualified to say that it is miserable.

25.

In the third week after moving in, one night, there was an urgent knock on the door.Han Wei was awakened from his sleep. He glanced at his phone. At [-]:[-], he was at a loss for a while.

Probably because he was stunned from sleep, his awareness of danger plummeted, and it was no surprise that someone came to the door in the middle of the night.Han Wei got out of bed, pulled on his slippers, put on his coat, and opened the door aggressively.

Tang Yiqu stood outside the door reeking of alcohol, with the coldness of Yelu.

Han Wei wrinkled his nose.

26.

"...If I didn't come to you, wouldn't you come to me?"

Tang Yiqu is good at throwing problems to the other party, and always thinks that the fault is on others.

Han Wei rubbed his eyes and woke up instantly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "Come in, don't disturb the neighbors."

Tang Yiqu stumbled in, and Han Wei led him to the sofa in the living room with an unhappy expression.The drunk sat down unceremoniously, and patted the empty seat beside him.Han Wei didn't do what he wanted, and dragged a chair to sit opposite the drunk.

"Hehe, you hate me that much?" Tang Yiqu asked with a sneer.

"No, you think too much."

Tang Yiqu was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "We have just closed a case that I am very interested in recently. Even Zhang Ying came to our office to have a look. He said that he is very interested and wants to submit. But left and right, It was obviously the price of cabbage, but in the end no one voted, feeling worried and afraid to make a move, but it made people suffocated..."

Han Wei frowned, looking at Tang Yiqu in confusion.On the head of the willow tree on the moon, in the middle of the night, Tang scumbag wants to discuss the fierce battle in the mall with him, I'm afraid it's really the wrong person.

"After that, I went to a VC reception, and a lot of people were talking about this case..." Tang Yiqu paused, and grabbed his wrist, "Old Han, don't you care? What is this about?" case?"

Han Wei mechanically asked: "About what?"

Tang Yiqu laughed, with a dark smile, "It's very important to invest in a project now. It is to tell others what the target is. Otherwise, no one can imagine how big the market will be."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Han Wei was a little impatient, he was not in the mood to chat with drunkard Tang all night.

"I didn't expect you to make this choice." Tang Yiqu's eyes were deep, staring at his face without blinking.

Han Wei was taken aback, and blurted out, "What choice?"

"Entrepreneurship, haha, I didn't expect you, Han Wei, to want to start a business one day..." Tang Yiqu's handsome face was a little distorted, and his emotions suddenly became agitated, "You want to be an e-commerce platform? Do you think you have the qualifications? You Do you know what an IPO is? Do you think you can really turn around by investing in an angel? Do you still imagine that one day you can go to Nasdaq to ring the bell? It depends on you?! Han Wei, wake up!"

Han Wei took out the remaining 100 million to invest in a community e-commerce platform for life sharing.He did this matter very low-key, but he didn't think about covering it up. It wasn't difficult for Tang Yiqu to track him down.

"My own money, it's my business to choose how to spend it."

There is no so-called choice in this world, all choices are a kind of giving up.People often don't realize that when they want too much, they will feel confused and will not choose, usually because they are not ready to give up.

Han Wei has no determination to fight to the death, he just wants to own the past and use the last 100 million as a bargaining chip.

Own some, also give up others.Once you try to have something, or try to make something yours, you are also limited by it.

Tang Yiqu's shoulders slumped, his hands covered his face, and he seemed to be restraining his emotions. After a while, he raised his face and asked in the alternation of light and darkness: "...Do you want to know what the wish I wrote on the peony lantern is?" ?”

Han Wei was at a loss, his face was full of confusion.He is not proud enough, so he will question: Is there any point in bringing up the past at this time?

This turning point was too blunt, and he didn't have the ability to understand it.

"...Forget it, why do you need to know?" Tang Yiqu's tone was filled with regret, and there was also a trace of inaudible despair.

Han Wei said coldly, "Then stop talking."

Tang Yiqu raised his eyes to look at him, his voice suddenly softened, "Han Wei, I really need you, don't worry about it anymore, okay?"

"I really need you."

Tang Yiqu couldn't help emphasizing it again.