How swollen!The scumbag's gold master asks for reconciliation

The evening wind in midsummer is not fast or slow, blowing away the heat of the day and bringing a little bit of refreshment.

The sun had just set when Xiang Yi walked into the bar in the south of the city called Carved Time, chewing gum.

The owner of this bar is He Li, a friend of his eldest brother.Xiang Yi would come here three times a week, sing a few songs, chat and drink with the guests, and if the wine sales were good, Brother Li would give him a lot of commission.

Today is Sunday, usually business will be good.

Xiang Yi arrived earlier than usual, and he was tuning his guitar in the corner.

The lights in the bar were dim, crowded with people, and the voices of men and women were buzzing.

Although Xiang Yi was in the hustle and bustle, a feeling of loneliness suddenly rose in his heart for no reason.

What happened last night kept turning over and over in his mind, not because of Xu Mingxuan's attitude, although he was serious, but since he fed the dog with sincerity, he was not someone who couldn't afford to let go, not to mention that the two of them were together. Nothing about the month.

It was Mu Zhongqian who really upset him.

Three years later, he finally let go of the past, but that man suddenly reappeared in his life. He tried to comfort himself that it was just an accident, a small episode in his life, but he was absent-minded all day long.

After adjusting the piano and singing two ballads, Xiang Yi felt out of shape, so he handed over the mic to the little brother who sang rock, sat down and sat in the corner, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath. It seemed so unreal in the circle.

"The cigarettes you smoke now are worse than when you were in school?" A voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

Even though he was surrounded by loud music, Xiang Yi was instinctively surprised.

Mu Zhongqian sat beside him naturally, Xiang Yi felt his heart beat out of rhythm.

He looked up and looked around, searching for something in the crowd.

"Don't look, I'm alone." Mu Zhongqian took the burning cigarette between Xiang Yi's fingers, held it between his lips, and took a puff.

"Give it back to me." Xiang Yi was a little dissatisfied.

"Okay." Mu Zhongqian handed over the cigarette.

Xiang Yi glanced at the cigarette held between Mu Zhongqian's fingers, and waved his hand in disgust, "Forget it, forget it, I'll give it to you."

"What do you want to drink? I'll treat you." Mu Zhongqian put one hand on the back of the sofa, turned sideways, and looked at Xiang Yi.

"Order whatever is expensive." Xiang Yi didn't refuse at all, and called the waiter over to order, anyway, the more he consumed, the more commission Li Ge would give him.

Anyway, Mu Zhongqian has money, and it happens that he is short of money, well, they are so discordant.

"How long have we not seen each other, three years?" Mu Zhongqian leaned on the back of the sofa, propped his head on one hand, and looked at Xiang Yi.

Three years and 23 days, Xiang Yi said in his heart, but there was a trace of disdain on his face, "Didn't we just meet last night, and we just broke up this morning. Is Mr. Mu still so noble and forgetful?"

"Don't dare, I really can't forget your hungry appearance last night." The corners of Mu Zhongqian's lips were full of teasing.

Xiang Yi closed his mouth silently, he almost forgot that he couldn't get any cheap with Mu Zhongqian.

Soon, the waiter delivered the drinks they ordered, four bottles of Louis XIII, depending on the year, it could be regarded as the treasure of Lige's shop, Xiang Yi was speechless.

As soon as he said that, he didn't expect that Mu Zhongqian really ordered the most expensive one. He saw Li Ge give him a thumbs up from a distance.

"Mr. Mu, this... two people can't drink so much." He didn't want to save money for Mu Zhongqian, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to leave standing up...

Mu Zhongqian raised his eyebrows lightly, "I heard that you are very competent as a wine companion here. You are famous for not getting drunk after a thousand cups. You save me money like this, which will make me think more."

I miss your sister so much, Xiang Yi nodded his head, he is a part-time wine escort, yes, the more the guests drink, the more he earns, which is good, but he doesn't want to drink with Mu Zhongqian.

"Where's Xu Mingxuan? You can find him if you want to drink." Xiang Yi said angrily.

"Dumped." Mu Zhongqian poured two glasses of wine.

"Oh." Xiang Yi didn't know whether to be sad or happy, but he knew that Mu Zhongqian's dumping of Xu Mingxuan had nothing to do with him.

The bitter wine flowed down the throat and rolled in the stomach, and the crowd swayed with the music, pouring themselves one cup after another as if angry, gradually unable to hear Mu Zhongqian's words...

It was past midnight when Xiang Yi got home.He sent Mu Zhongqian to the taxi and took a taxi back by himself.

He vomited hard downstairs, his stomach was overwhelmed with discomfort, after vomiting, the cold wind blew, and his mind cleared up a lot.

He lit a cigarette, took two deep puffs, and stamped out the cigarette butt in a state of distraught.

The old residential building is always filled with a musty smell, and the light bulbs are never turned on, but Xiang Yi can walk to the door of his house on the top floor with his eyes closed.

He tiptoed to open the door, the room was pitch black, only the deep snoring of his eldest brother.

The elder brother had already fallen asleep, so he quietly returned to his room and lay down with his clothes on.

The phone vibrated, it was a message from Xu Mingxuan:

[In the dead of night, when you toss and turn and can’t fall asleep, your mind is full of you, and you really realize that the person you care about the most in your heart is you. Do you want to eat fried noodles? 】

It's so artistic.

Xiang Yi was a little dizzy, but the humming between his nostrils showed his contemptuous attitude.

During the more than a month with Xu Mingxuan, he often accompanied Xu Mingxuan to the Nanhu Road night market to eat fried noodles after drinking. In fact, he didn't like fried noodles very much, but Xu Mingxuan liked it, so he convinced himself that he liked it too.

Xu Mingxuan denied their relationship in front of Mu Zhongqian in the morning, and was full of questions when he called him. Now after being dumped by Mu Zhongqian, he sent him a message as always, without any explanation or apology, as if It's like nothing happened.

He was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone to reply to the text message: I don't like fried noodles at all, go to your uncle's.

He hates people who play with emotions the most, and even more so people who are not firm like Xu Mingxuan. What is he, a spare tire?Mu Zhongqian's thigh was not allowed to be hugged, and he thought of himself again?It's ridiculous.

But after hesitating for a moment, he quickly deleted the words on the screen and re-entered:

【Okay, wait for me, I'll go right away. 】

Send it, then turn off the phone, feel much more comfortable, change to a comfortable position, and start to sleep.

Of course he wouldn't go, he was the one who waited for Xu Mingxuan every time in the past.This time, let Xu Mingxuan taste the feeling of waiting and loss.

When Xiang Yi woke up rubbing his sleepy eyes, it was still dark.

Still very sleepy, but he has to go to the market with his eldest brother to catch up early, and he is used to this kind of work and rest.

He took a shower indiscriminately, the water heater was still broken, and the cold water washed away the hangover pain.

Xiang Dong had already packed up and was ready to go out, looking at his undried hair, he felt sorry for him, "Didn't I tell you many times that I can do it by myself, you need to sleep a little longer, and you have to go to work later. "

"It's okay, let's go." Xiang Yi put on a gray sweatshirt and closed the door.

When he was born, his mother died of dystocia, and before that, his father also died in a work-related accident.

The eldest brother named him "One", which means that from now on, the two brothers can only depend on each other for life.At that time, my eldest brother was only 12 years old.

Relying on their father's accident compensation, they grew up with difficulty under the care of their aunt.

The eldest brother gave up school after nine years of compulsory education, and entered the society early. He started a small business a few years ago, which was pretty good. In the most glorious time, he once opened a food stall, just like a small boss.

But then something happened that brought their lives back to before liberation overnight.

The food stalls are gone, and the happy days will no longer exist, but the living can't be suffocated to death by urine, so Xiangdong rents a stall in the vegetable market in the north of the city, wholesales fruits and vegetables, and works hard all year round, rain or shine. , and finally it is not impossible to live.

Every day, before dawn, Xiangdong has to go to buy goods. As long as there is nothing special to Xiangyi, he will go to help his elder brother.He has always felt guilty about the fact that his elder brother gave up his schooling so that he could go to college for him.

I got into the pickup truck and turned on the fire several times to the east, but it didn't catch.

This car was originally a second-hand car bought last year that was about to be scrapped. It was repaired and repaired, and it barely drove until now.

"I have a client who is in the second-hand car business. Why don't I ask him to pay attention to it. Let's change to a minivan. I will pay a bonus next month. If we put together a little more, we should be able to buy a better one." Xiang Yi suggested .

"Don't be in a hurry, it's an old problem, but it can still be driven." Xiang Dong was talking, the car started, and he staggered away from the old community.

Xiangdong continued: "I don't think it's appropriate to change the car now. Uncle Wu in the next unit is going back to his hometown. His sausage noodle shop in the night market is about to change hands. I want to sell that shop."

"Would that be too tiring? Your body won't be able to bear it." Xiang Yi frowned.

"Didn't you also work part-time besides work? My brothers, while you are young, earn more money so that your future journey will be easier. Otherwise, when you get old, your body will really not be able to bear it..."

After a pause, Xiang Dong continued, "Hey, if it wasn't for that incident back then, it wouldn't be..."

"Brother, don't keep thinking about that. We two men, what are you afraid of? If you really want to take over Uncle Wu's store, go for it. After you're done, do the math and see if the deposit on our card is enough or not. I'll figure it out."

Xiang Yixin thought, at worst, he won't go to Lige's bar, and it's okay to help the elder brother at night, but he didn't say anything, he didn't want to put pressure on the elder brother.

The two brothers went to the outskirts of the city to buy goods, and then went to the vegetable market in the north of the city to stock up. After everything was ready, they bought two pancakes and a cup of soy milk from the stall at the entrance of the vegetable market, which was considered breakfast.

After eating, Xiang Yi wiped his mouth and looked at the time. It was almost time to go to work. He got on the bus and sat down, leaning against the window and closing his eyes.

Xiang Yi works in a collection company. As the name suggests, the company's business is to help clients collect uncollectible arrears, and earn a little handling fee after successful collection.

But they are different from usury’s way of collecting money. They don’t wear big gold chains and carry baseball bats in groups, show off their big arms, and then use intimidation and intimidation.

They are regular collection companies, and their daily business is to take the collection list provided by the company and make phone calls one by one. Negotiate with the borrower for reduction or exemption, and it is a little bit that can be recovered.

The money that is usually entrusted to their company to collect on behalf of them is a very difficult arrears. It is not easy to recover the arrears. When Xiang Yi first joined the company three years ago, his performance was zero for three consecutive months. fuck off.

But later, with the help of several big brothers in the department, it finally got better, and it is now a good performer.

Why did he choose this collection company in the first place? Xiang Yi fell into deep thought and remembered.

Because this company has a low threshold and doesn't look at academic qualifications, and he was expelled from school four years ago because of one incident, and he couldn't get a diploma. It's really not easy for graduates without academic qualifications to find a job...

I made dozens of phone calls this morning, but nothing went well.These days, it is not easy to owe debts and collect debts.

Stretching, Xiang Yi stood up and stretched his neck.

The phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.

It was Li Ge calling.

"Xiang Yi, that friend of yours who spent a lot of money left the car keys in the store yesterday. If you have nothing to do after get off work, help him get off the car."

"It's still several hours before I get off work, can't you find another guy in the store to give it to me?" Xiang Yi deliberately evaded.

"Other guys? They're all frizzy guys. I'm worried about letting them go out in that luxury car. I can't afford to be a bit bumpy."

"Then wait for him to get it himself."

"Here, aren't you friends?"

The bullshit friend scolded Yixin, "Can't you find a substitute driver?"

"Substitute driver? Who will pay for the fee?" Brother Li has always been careful about budgeting.

"It's really bad, the money you earned from him yesterday is enough for you to find hundreds of substitute drivers." Xiang Yi couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Oh, don't you know each other? I think you have a good relationship. You should win over such a big-spending customer. If the service is good, he can come to spend more often. If he spends more, you will get more commission, right?"

Brother Li's words were well-founded, and Xiang Yi couldn't refute them.

"Okay, let's not talk, I still have work to do, you must come over after get off work." After explaining, Brother Li hung up the phone.