The patron is sick

The visitor is not good.

Shao Zigui's first reaction was: It's over, did Mr. Zhu lose something at home?

Before he could figure out how to respond and explain, the other end of the phone asked, "Why aren't you at home?"

ah?What kind of trick is this?

Shao Zigui replied tremblingly: "I got up and saw that you were not there, so I packed up the house and left."

Zhu Ye pondered for a long time.He doesn't socialize all year round, and he knows that there may be some problems with his communication methods, but he didn't expect such a big problem.

He went through the conversation between the two before going to bed in his memory, and finally figured out the problem, and explained helplessly: "I let you do what you want last night, not to let you go."

"Ah? Can't I go?" Shao Zigui asked in shock.

"It's not impossible to go." Zhu Ye felt a headache, so he rubbed the center of his brows with his index finger and thumb, and patiently explained: "If you want to go out, you can call me, and I won't lock you up."

"I..." Shao Zigui was unable to accept the current plot, and couldn't describe his mood at this moment, so he said timidly, "I'm afraid of disturbing your work."

"I don't have a job, so I won't be disturbed." Zhu Ye said bluntly.

Does that mean you can call anytime?

This privilege is too extravagant, and Shao Zigui once again fell into confusion.

Before waiting for a response from the other end of the phone, Zhu Ye went back to the original question: "Where are you? Are you still in Bincheng?"

"Still." Shao Zigui didn't need to think about this kind of simple right and wrong questions, and answered quickly.

"Give me the address," Zhu Ye said without turning a corner, "I'll pick you up."

After he realized how impolite he was, he hastily added: "Will this affect your work?"

Shao Zigui only felt that there was a big gentle net covering him, and he had nowhere to escape.So I copied the sentence pattern of the other party, and replied in a harsh voice: "I have no work these days, so don't bother me."

The two hung up the phone, and Zhu Ye soon received the address from Shao Zigui.

The text message log was empty, and it was the first message between the two.

Before Master Chen had time to go far, he was called back by the young master again, assigned work tasks, and the place to go was far away.Secretly thought that the young master really wanted to come out.

Shao Zigui checked out and waited on the side of the road with his suitcase. He didn't dare to ask Mr. Zhu to wait for him.

Zhu Ye wanted to pick him up and let him call at any time.

In fact, he still hadn't figured out what Zhu Ye meant.

But if it's Mr. Zhu, it doesn't matter what it means.

"Hey, look, is this the kid from the Du family?" Several gangsters stopped suddenly and looked around him.

Shao Zigui had a bad feeling.He was dressed plainly, with the brim of his hat pressed down very low, and his clothes from head to toe did not exceed 500 yuan. Standing on the dusty street, he was confident that no one would see him as an artist.

He didn't realize that this dress was very similar to what he looked like ten years ago.

"No way, that kid from the Du family dares to come back?" Some people didn't believe it.

"Why not?" Someone simply lifted his hat, and said in a bluff, "In our area, who else looks like this evildoer?"

"Yo! It's true!" An older man saw clearly his piercing eyes: "Quick, call Brother He! The little bastard from the Du family is back!"

Shao Zigui let go of the suitcase, subconsciously wanting to escape.He didn't take two steps, but was quickly dragged back by the collar of everyone behind him, the front of the front strangled his throat sorely.

"Fuck! How dare you run away!" His captor spat and slapped him on the face.

Shao Zigui was of thin stature, and he was so slapped by the burly man that he couldn't faint. The aftertaste of the stewed noodles in his mouth was quickly covered by the smell of blood, and he was in a daze. People dragged away.

In the bustling city in broad daylight, the crowd avoided him, and no one stopped to save him.

When Shao Zigui heard Brother He's name, he knew it was a big deal.After all, he has done bad things in his life.

At that time, Du Yong took away the huge sum of money from selling the house, so he had no choice but to borrow usury.At that time, the house had not yet been delivered, and he lied that the house belonged to his family. The underworld brought people to see the house, and borrowed 20 yuan with the house as collateral.

How could a child understand the calculation of usury interest rates? At that time, he just wanted money like crazy, but his relatives had already borrowed it all, and they avoided him, forcing him to only have this way to go.The 20 yuan was later poured into the bottomless pit of medical expenses. Ten years later, he had already paid off the money owed to his relatives, but he didn't know how much the 20 yuan usury interest turned into.

Shao Zigui had no money with him, so he could only run away.

He didn't know what means the underworld was planning to use to collect debts, but he still wanted to see Mr. Zhu.

When Mr. Zhu called again, Shao Zigui's cell phone was not in his hand.

Although Mr. Zhu said that you can call him if you have any troubles, Shao Zigui didn't want to answer the phone at this time because of unnecessary self-esteem.

Surrounded by a few people who looked like thugs, he was confronting Brother He who had lent him money back then.

Brother He pointed to the phone and asked, "Who is this?"

"Don't answer!" Shao Zigui hurriedly stopped: "A friend I don't know very well!"

Brother He sneered, and only said: "Since you can't squeeze money out of you, and you have no relatives, I can only recruit from your friends."

After all, he pressed the green answer button and opened the public release.

"I'm here, where are you?" Zhu Ye's gentle voice came out, and Shao Zigui wanted to cry when he heard it.

He was speechless, and Brother He said for him: "I have withheld the money your friend owes me! If you want to, come and redeem him, if you don't..." Brother He stretched out his hand and squeezed it. Shao Zigui's face smiled affectionately: "I think his face may be worth some money, and it won't make all my investment go in vain."

Shao Zigui was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat him, but was held down by the quick-handed thug.

He was forced to lie down on the oil-stained desktop, smelling the smell of food that had accumulated over the years, his limbs throbbing helplessly, and his chest was aching with tightness.

He hated the powerlessness.

Nothing is done, let others slaughter.

Always.

Zhu Ye finally came.

The hut was dim, with mottled walls, and it didn't fit in well with the gentleman in the suit.

Facing a room full of menacing people, Zhu Ye calmed down.

He asked: "I heard that he owes you money?"

"That's right!" Brother He seemed to be a rich man, and he talked about what happened in a more eloquent way: "Ten years ago, he cheated me of 20 yuan with a house mortgage, and then ran away to find no one! I It was only when I came to collect debts that I found out that he had already sold the house to another family! Selling a house twice, do you think this is a scam!"

"No! There were other reasons at the time! That was because..." Shao Zigui cared more about Zhu Ye's misunderstanding than life and debts.

Mr. Zhu has always been gentle with him. If because of this incident, even Mr. Zhu would regard him as trash and would not look at him again...

He can't take it.Better to be dead.

Zhu Ye didn't finish listening to him, interrupted him eagerly and asked, "Do you owe him money?"

"Yes..." Shao Zigui bit his lower lip tightly and nodded in humiliation.He saw Zhu Ye's frown that had been frowning since he entered the door, and he didn't know whether it was the smell of the environment here, or himself, that aroused his disgust.

"How much do you owe?" Zhu Ye turned to Brother He.

Brother He smiled sinisterly, and regardless of the complicated rolling interest calculation, he talked eloquently: "At that time, he mortgaged the house, do you know how much the house is worth now?"

"You can't do that!" Shao Zigui blurted out, hating him for being greedy.

Zhu Ye just asked indifferently: "How much is it worth?" By the way, he took out his checkbook.

Brother He held up four fingers and said word by word: "400 million!"

Without batting an eye, Zhu Ye wrote the number on the check and signed it.Tear it off and hand it to him.

Ge He accepted it dumbly, and counted the zeros on it twice.He didn't expect him to be so straightforward at all, the expected wrangling didn't happen at all, and he didn't object to the inflated price.

"The money has been paid back, so don't trouble him again." Zhu Ye grabbed Shao Zigui's thin arm through his clothes, and led him away.

He is obviously a gentle person, but he always carries the coercion and courage of saying nothing.

Several thugs were dumbfounded, but no one stopped them.

Zhu Ye walked out a few steps, went back and forth, turned back to pick up Shao Zigui's suitcase.Really caring and considerate.

He asked everyone in a friendly manner: "Is this his thing?" After getting an affirmative answer, he left.

Brother He woke up from a dream, and immediately sent someone to the bank to verify the authenticity of the check.

Sitting in the smoothly driving car, Shao Zigui realized that he was safe.

"Mr. Zhu," he finally had the time to notice Zhu Ye's gaze following him, and responded to it, asking guiltily, "Do you have any questions for me?"

For example, why did I borrow usury, why did I not pay back the money I owed, was it intentional, how much did I owe, and what kind of unbearable past did I have?

But Zhu Ye thought for a long time, and just asked: "Does your face still hurt?"

"Mr. Zhu..." It was just a random question, Shao Zigui wiped away his tears in a useless manner, and said with a choked voice, "Today is really, I am too much trouble for you."

A beautiful and slender hand stretched out in front of him, with a neatly folded handkerchief on it.

Zhu Ye said, "Don't cry."

Shao Zigui took it, and could only smell a faint fragrance on his face.

Belongs to Zaojiao, Sunshine, and Mr. Zhu.

He was thinking, what era is this, why do people still wear handkerchiefs, it's too foul.

Shao Zigui cried into the elevator, cried into the door.He was crying so hard that his nose and glasses were red.

In fact, although he looks innocent and soft, he has a rock-solid heart that does not match his appearance.All along, he has been living too hard, so whether it is his own suffering or the suffering of others, it is difficult to touch him anymore.

He remembered that after his mother passed away, he never cried again.

Before his mother passed away, he gritted his teeth with hatred and seldom shed tears during the days when he was raising money everywhere and being made things difficult for him.

I don't know what happened today.

Probably, it was because Mr. Zhu was too gentle.

Zhu Ye looked at him helplessly and cried.

The lack of knowledge of human relations told him that the cutie must have been frightened, or the wound on her face was too painful, so she was crying.At this time, he needs comfort and care.

But Zhu Ye had no choice but to pour him a cup of warm water.

After thinking about it, give him another carton of milk.It's a pity that there is only skim milk at home, no strawberry milk.Not sure if this bland health drink has a soothing effect.

Sure enough, Shao Zigui neither touched the glass of water nor drank the milk.It seems to be unappetizing.

"Milk, do you want to heat it?" Zhu Ye held back for a long time, only thinking of such a stupid question.

Shao Zigui shook his head, still crying.

Zhu Ye had no choice but to put aside those social rules that he didn't understand, and adopted the simplest method, asking directly: "Why are you crying?"

Shao Zigui stared blankly at him.Zhu Ye stared at him with burning eyes, because he really cared about this question, and was eager to know the answer.

The handkerchief in Shao Zigui's hand was already soaked, but he still clenched it tightly and said guiltily, "Because Mr. Zhu is so kind to me, I always trouble Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Ye understood.The cutie probably felt embarrassed.

So he stretched out his hand, trembling, and hesitantly placed it on top of Shao Zigui's head, always paying attention to his emotional feedback.Seeing that he didn't resist, he rubbed it a little harder.

The cutie's hair color is very light, it should be her natural color, yellow and soft hair, the advantage is that it has a lot of volume, and it feels very comfortable to the touch.

"It's okay, I said you can come to me if you have trouble." Zhu Ye said words of relief.

Shao Zigui blinked.

The expenditure of 400 million yuan and the scene of the hero saving the beauty, Mr. Zhu thinks that it only solves a little trouble.

Zhu Ye's palm slipped from the top of his head, and his fingertips touched his swollen left cheek.

Shao Zigui felt pain, and couldn't help shrinking his neck, avoiding his touch.

"It's swollen." Zhu Ye's fingers stopped in the air, stating the obvious facts, and then he asked seriously, "I'll get some ice cubes to give you a cold compress, is that okay?"

He spoke with the same caution as Shao Zigui.

There will be fear of offending, fear of not doing well.