Zhengyangmen: Don’t date Su Meng

After saying goodbye to Li Chengtao, Han Chunming walked alone on the way home, thinking about the money in his pocket.

These days they are still selling bread to those in need. In fifteen days, they can earn 60 cents a day, a total of nine yuan... and 30 cents!

It took thirteen days to move the stones, and nine hundred and twenty truckloads were used, for a total of RMB: 230!

His current net worth is 239.3 yuan!

Thinking about it now, Han Chunming couldn't help wiping away tears. It was really not easy!

At night, the road was a little dark, and the faint moonlight barely illuminated the road ahead.

Han Chunming quickened his pace and reached the distance of two steps in a blink of an eye. When he turned the corner and saw the familiar courtyard gate, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

However, at this moment, he suddenly found that there was someone standing at the door.

The stranger's figure was a little blurry in the darkness and his face could not be seen clearly.

Han Chunming's heart instantly rose to his throat, and an inexplicable sense of tension surged into his heart. He stopped and stared at the man vigilantly, trying to guess his identity from his figure.

Time seemed to freeze. Han Chunming glanced at the other person without moving.

[Hey, who is standing at the door at night instead of going home?]

Confused, Han Chunming quickened his pace and finally realized that the man was Cheng Jianjun.

"Hey, Chunming, you're finally back, come quickly." Cheng Jianjun was delighted when he saw Han Chunming and immediately reached out to pull him over.

He has suffered a lot these days.

Every morning, he would go to the Han family with hope, but he always returned disappointed, not even a single person was seen.

However, tonight was different.

The night fell, and after all these days of waiting, he finally saw Han Chunming appear for the first time. At this moment, he was extremely excited, his eyes were shining with excitement, and his face was filled with irrepressible joy.

His heartbeat quickened, and he could almost hear it thumping in his chest. He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the other party spoke first.

"Cheng Jianjun, why are you here? What's the matter?"

Han Chunming took a small step back without leaving a trace. Now the distance between them was a little ambiguous.

"Chunming, didn't you say before that you wanted the stove in my hand? I'll sell it to you at the same price as before, okay?"

Cheng Jianjun raised his eyebrows slightly, looking forward to the other party's answer.

Han Chunming recalled for a second, well, he forgot!

"What stove? I've been busy lately and can't remember it right away."

Cheng Jianjun got anxious and started to gesture, "It's the incense burner in my house, which is usually placed on the table to burn incense. Have you forgotten it? You came to my house before and begged me for it several times, but I didn't give in. How come I want to sell it now, but you're still installing it.

In a word, whether you want it or not, you will miss this opportunity forever."

"Okay, then you have to give the thing to me." Han Chunming seemed to have some memories, but in fact he really thought of this stove, and it was indeed destined to be with him!

Cheng Jianjun didn't say anything. Instead, he leaned against the wall, crossed his arms over his chest, looked at the other person with a look of disdain on his face.

His tone was full of undisguised distrust, as if he had already expected the other party to play some tricks, "You're dreaming, I give you the stove, what if you don't pay me?"

His voice was sharp and firm, and every word revealed his resolute attitude. Then, he held up four fingers and emphasized: "Let me make it clear first, forty. I won't sell it for a penny less." His eyes were firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

After saying that, Cheng Jianjun raised his chin slightly, as if to show Han Chunming his determination not to give in easily.

"goodbye!"

Han Chunming simply shook off his arm and left.

"Hey, hey, Chunming, don't be anxious. We can discuss it. Just walking away is not the right character for doing business."

Cheng Jianjun stared at Han Chunming closely, and when he saw that he was about to turn around and leave, Cheng Jianjun became anxious. He quickly stood up, rushed towards Han Chunming, and stretched out his hands to grab the corner of his clothes.

His tone was full of sincerity, hoping that Han Chunming would change his mind.

Even if Han Chunming is just pretending, his facial expressions, demeanor, and body language are all in line with his performance, and his acting skills are so good that he can beat many young handsome guys in seconds.

He raised his eyebrows, smiled softly, and said absentmindedly with a mischievous look in his eyes:

"Then you better name a price. If you keep asking for too much, I'll leave. I'm tired after a day's work and I don't have time to argue with you."

The corners of Cheng Jianjun's mouth twitched unconsciously, and a hint of bitterness appeared in his eyes. Once, Han Chunming asked him for help, and he was in the upper hand, and his heart was full of superiority.

However, at this moment, the situation has reversed, the offensive and defensive positions have been reversed, and he has to flatter the other party carefully, and even nod his head in response to such high-sounding words. This huge gap is like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, making him unbearable.

His face turned pale, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His hands clenched unconsciously, as if he was trying to grasp the advantage that he had lost.

After a moment, he loosened his fists that had been clenched white, forced a smile, and said awkwardly: "Chunming, you are a busy man now, well, I can't delay your sleep.

So, thirty, this is my bottom line, how about it?"

Cheng Jianjun's eyes flickered as he looked at the other person expectantly.

Han Chunming remained silent. His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to penetrate Cheng Jianjun's heart. He observed quietly, not missing any subtle expressions or movements.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, Han Chunming grinned, with a hint of confidence and cunning in his smile.

He slowly took out twenty yuan and handed it to the other party, saying, "This is all I have on me. Do you want it? If not, forget it." His tone was calm, but his eyes revealed a firmness, as if he was telling Cheng Jianjun that this was his bottom line and he would not make any more concessions.

At this moment, Han Chunming's image stood out in front of Cheng Jianjun, as if everything was under his control. The opponent's decisiveness and strength made him involuntarily take a half step back.

But this small half step has caused him to suffer a huge setback in the negotiations!

【Gurgle.】

In the silent night, the sound of Cheng Jianjun swallowing his saliva could be clearly heard.

[No, how can I admit defeat? Han Chunming is just a worker. He even found the job for me. How can I easily admit defeat to him? No, absolutely not! ]

Cheng Jianjun roared madly in his heart, his face turned red and warm, and he said with all his might:

"Twenty is definitely not enough. At least twenty... five. Let's both take a step back."

Then, as if his tone was a little tough, he immediately took a step closer, not confident enough, as if to negotiate, or to plead: "Chunming, you know, this thing is our Cheng family's heirloom, if I wasn't short of money, I would never sell it to you.

How about twenty-five?"

Han Chunming also realized from the other party's rhetoric that the deal could be done for twenty, but Cheng Jianjun probably wouldn't sell it for the sake of face.

Cheng Jianjun actually had no better buyer than him. He could have just lowered the price and waited for him to come, but things are unpredictable. If something unexpected happened and he missed out on this treasure, he would regret it forever.

Never mind, five bucks, that’s fine!

Han Chunming, with more than two hundred yuan in his pocket, has now stood up and doesn't care about the five yuan at all.

I still remember the sixty cents he earned from selling bread, and he treated it very seriously at that time!

Sure enough, men are fickle!

"Okay, okay, twenty-five is twenty-five. I don't want to argue with you." Han Chunming waved his hand, showing a look of complete impatience, pushed the other person away and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Chunming, why did you leave? Money? You haven't paid me yet!"

The joy on Cheng Jianjun's face didn't last long before it turned into anxiety.

"What money?" Han Chunming asked.

"what!"

What does this mean? Noble people tend to forget things?

But you can't just ignore me after I put on my pants! You said that three seconds ago, how come you forgot it in an instant!

The real three-second man?!

"Why are you pretending to be so smart in front of me? You're going to pay for my stove, aren't you?" Cheng Jianjun almost burst into curses.

If he wasn't really short of money and had made a bet with his parents, he really wanted to just walk away now!

"Oh, you're talking about this!" Han Chunming suddenly realized and smiled embarrassedly.

[You keep pretending, I will just watch you pretending. ]

This is what Cheng Jianjun thought in his heart!

"But I have no money now!"

Han Chunming spread his hands and shrugged to show his innocence.

It was Cheng Jianjun's turn to roll his eyes. He wrapped the stove with newspaper and prepared to leave without saying a word.

"Jianjun, don't, you are just too impatient. Listen to me." Han Chunming reached out and grabbed the other person, putting on a smile.

At this point, the roles of both parties seemed to have been reversed.

"I don't have money now, but I will have money after I get my salary this month. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Wait for your salary?" Cheng Jianjun exclaimed, "Your current salary is 18.5 yuan, where are you going to find the rest of the money?"

"Don't worry about it, the mountain man has a clever plan!"

Han Chunming looked like a wandering hermit, like a charlatan, stroking his beard in the air.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time and see you later." Cheng Jianjun left in a hurry after saying this.

Han Chunming shrugged, not caring about the other party's attitude. The goal had been achieved and the process was not important, haha!

…………

Han's mother added water to her son with concern, and Han Chunming waved his hand to tell her to stay away so as not to splash water on her.

"Xiao Wuzi, tell your second sister what you have been doing these days?" Han Chunxue asked curiously.

"Well, nothing much, just fooling around and helping Taozi's family with work. But their house is repaired today, so I won't go there anymore. I can also have a good rest for a few days."

Han Chunming's words made Han's mother smile.

She feels sorry for her son seeing him working from 5 am to 9 pm every day.

As a mother, you just can’t bear to see your child suffer!