Zhengyangmen: Don’t date Su Meng

Slowly opening his eyes and feeling the warmth of the sun on his face, Han Chunming turned over and got out of bed, stretching himself. Every cell in his body was awakening, exuding vitality.

Today is Thursday and he still has to go to work soon.

The deep sleep he had last night swept away all his previous fatigue, and now he was full of energy.

"Brother, we won't sell bread from today on. The factory is now strictly checking. If we continue like this, it will easily cause trouble. After all, this is not the right way."

Han Chunsheng nodded. He had been prepared for this, but he still felt regretful.

After all, this money came too easily.

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"Taozi, how much money have you earned these days?" Cai Xiaoli asked in a low voice.

She had seen everything Li Chengtao and Han Chunming did these days. They came in the morning panting and sweating; they left immediately after get off work, and it was obvious that they were going to the construction site. They were so motivated, and it was obvious that they were making a lot of money. She felt like she had been scratched by a cat, itching inside, and wanted to know how much money they made.

Li Chengtao looked proud.

When he got home last night, he counted his gains of the past few days. He jumped three feet high with joy. Finally, he fell asleep hugging the box of money. When he woke up, the corners of his mouth were raised.

"That's... old nose, I..."

Li Chengtao felt proud and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. He raised his head slightly, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

However, when he thought of Han Chunming's instructions, his heart tightened.

Han Chunming once warned him to "make a fortune quietly" and not to be too ostentatious.

So he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, as if he was suddenly choked. He quickly lowered his head, waved his hands, and said calmly: "Not much, haha, it's just small change." There was a hint of embarrassment and unnaturalness in his voice, as if he was hiding his inner joy.

Li Chengtao's stuttering is a weather vane.

Whenever he gets nervous or tells a lie, his stuttering disappears magically!

Who is Cai Xiaoli? She felt the unnaturalness and panic in Li Chengtao's actions and words, so...

【He is lying! 】

Once you have a guess in your mind, the conclusion is naturally already determined.

Why did they lie? Of course they didn’t want others to know the truth, so the two of them must have made a lot of money.

At this moment, she was even more itchy. How much money did she earn?

Just as he was about to continue questioning, Han Chunming came over, hooked his arm around Li Chengtao's neck, and whispered in his ear, "Come on, let's go out and talk to you about something!"

Li Chengtao nodded, and just as they were about to leave, Cai Xiaoli behind them shouted:

"Chunming, where are you two going?"

"Nothing, just a few words of gossip." Han Chunming said lazily.

"You two must have come up with another idea to make money, right? You have to take me with you at least!" Cai Xiaoli's eyes were full of anticipation.

She knew that Han Chunming was a smart man, and he was the smartest person when he was sent to work in Xiaoqinghe.

Han Chunming touched his nose and said casually:

"What are you thinking? That's not true. If I had an idea to make money, I would still work here, hahahaha."

The two men left the workshop, leaving Cai Xiaoli alone. She stamped her feet angrily and muttered, "Han Chunming, I don't believe I can't take you down."

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"Chunming, what...is the matter?" Li Chengtao asked while squatting on the steps.

Seeing that there was no one around, Han Chunming whispered in his ear: "Come to my house this weekend, and we'll talk about it in detail then."

Li Chengtao grabbed Han Chunming's arm, his face full of curiosity, and asked impatiently: "Brother, dear...brother, tell me now, how...to make money?"

Han Chunming simply shook off his hand.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, so don't be impatient. Remember, don't be a big mouth. Take the money, and let's keep a low profile and make the money. This is what you should do."

He took two steps forward hesitantly, as if he was still worried. Suddenly, he stopped, turned around, and his eyes revealed a hint of worry.

He frowned and warned in a serious tone: "The fewer people who know about this, the safer we will be. You don't want us to be charged with speculation, do you? Especially Cai Xiaoli, I didn't ask you to tell her about this. Even if she asks repeatedly, you have to keep your mouth shut!" There was a hint of coercion in his voice, as if he was worried about some possible danger.

After saying that, he sighed slightly, hoping that Li Chengtao could understand his painstaking efforts, shook his head, turned around, and continued to move forward, his pace was neither fast nor slow, but extremely firm!

Li Chengtao looked at Han Chunming's back and seemed to feel the invisible pressure on his shoulders. After a moment, he wondered, "Is Han Chunming pretending to be cool? Well, he should be."

After labeling Han Chunming as a "pretender", Li Chengtao hummed a little tune proudly and walked into the workshop happily.

Tomorrow is even more worth looking forward to!

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On Saturday night, Han Chunming was driven out of the house by his mother with an order - to go out and get a bottle of soy sauce.

Walking with a step that showed no regard for his relatives, Han Chunming shook the empty bottle and admired the scenery along the way. Bah, he was tired of it a long time ago. It was just his habit.

In his previous life, because he walked with his head down, he picked up money more than once, so he developed this good habit.

Unfortunately, in this day and age, after such a long time, he didn’t even pick up a penny.

His eyes wandered aimlessly, and suddenly, a familiar figure came into his sight.

He was a man wearing an old straw hat, ragged clothes with patches on top of patches, and a tattered sack on his back on his thin body.

That’s right, it’s him, Marquis Pauper.

His wrinkled face revealed indifference, and his eyes seemed to contain many stories and experiences, as if telling everyone that although his life was difficult, he still stuck to his own way and was not shaken by the outside world.

The first word Han Chunming thought of because of his behavior was - expert!

Forgive him for his low level of education and lack of fancy words, but he knows that this is a walking vault!

[No, we must take him down today! ]

Han Chunming went straight to Hou Polan, and stopped only thirty centimeters in front of him while the other party was shouting.

Why is it thirty centimeters? Because he holds a grudge.

Recalling the first time he opened his eyes, this familiar big face was only thirty centimeters away from his face. This was revenge, naked revenge.

"So it's you, you little bastard. What's the matter? Do you want to compensate me for some medical expenses?" Hou Polan still had an impression of Han Chunming, and couldn't help but say with a smile.

Han Chunming rolled his eyes, pointed at the sack and said:

"You no longer collect junk and have switched to scamming people?"

"Go away. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb me while I'm working. Get out of the way." Hou Paolan drove Han Chunming away with his hat.

"I'm not kidding you. Here, this is a little gift from me." Han Chunming took out fifty cents from his pocket and put it in Hou Polan's hand.

Hou Paolan had a smile on his face, but it seemed a little stiff. He stared at the money in his hand with a look of disdain. Then, he turned his gaze to Han Chunming, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a fake smile, as if he was laughing at Han Chunming's behavior.

Then, he said in a sarcastic tone: "What, you feel sorry for me? Do you really think I'm a rag collector?" There was obvious questioning and dissatisfaction in his voice, as if he found Han Chunming's behavior very ridiculous.

"How is that possible? This is a little gift from me. Thank you for giving me the space last time!" Han Chunming said wittily with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, Paola Hou nodded slightly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the sack beside him. Then, he took out a stack of thick books from the sack, and without hesitation, he slapped them heavily on Han Chunming's hands.

His expression was serious and solemn, and he said word by word: "I don't owe you any favor, just consider it as you buying my book." His tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, the atmosphere became a little solemn. Han Chunming felt the sincerity and determination of Hou Polan. He looked at the book in his hand, then looked at the other party, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

The next second, he held the book in his arms and said loudly:

"You said it, you can't go back on your word!"

He was overjoyed, and was afraid that the other party would go back on his word. The Ragnarok Hou shook his head and pointed at him, saying, "You still haven't seen any good things. You are satisfied with these two crappy books. Tsk."

"Hehe, as a person, you must know how to be content. It's hard to fill the gap, and desires are endless. For me, the first thing I have to do is to grab what is in front of me."

Han Chunming did not show any regret, his eyes were shining.

In fact, Han Chunming is a person who is easily satisfied. What he pursues is nothing more than guarding his own piece of land and leading a leisurely life.

In your spare time, go to the river, put down your fishing rod, and wait quietly for the fish to be caught. The gentle breeze brings you tranquility and relaxation.

Occasionally, invite a few good friends to get together, drink alone under the moonlight, talk about life, share each other's stories and laughter, and enjoy the tranquility and freedom.

This kind of life is enough.

Through his eyes, the Broken Marquis knew that Han Chunming didn't say anything, so he nodded slightly, showing his white teeth, "Okay, he is a character, we'll meet again if we are lucky enough."

"Hey, you haven't told me anything about you yet?" Han Chunming shouted.

"The rag-and-bone duke."

Paolahou said without turning his head, walking slowly along the alley. The carefree attitude he exuded made Han Chunming quite envious.

When will he be able to be so free and easy?

"Oh no, I'm going to be scolded again when I get home."

Suddenly Han Chunming thought of his main task, and hurried to the store, bought some soy sauce and hurried home, but he still came back a little late, and was scolded by Han's mother for several words. Finally, he returned to the house dejectedly.

[Alas, when will Han Chunming be able to stand up again? ]