money obsessed

Since the breakup, Jiang Fan never went to the store, because he was not in the mood, and because he was afraid that Wen Zhuo would come and make trouble, so he simply took a big vacation for himself and went out for a trip alone. When I came back again, it was already more than half a month later.

During this period, in order not to be disturbed, he threw the mobile phone he used at home, so when he fully charged and turned it on, the 2-minute message prompt sound almost didn't make the mobile phone scrapped directly.

More than half of the news about the stuffed phone came from Xu Sen, and the rest came from Qian. Jiang Fan automatically ignored Xu Sen's part, and directly opened the Qianlai dialog box.

"Brother, where have you been?"

"I just rang your phone, and if you see it, call me back."

"Brother, it's been almost a week, why are you still ignoring me?"

"I went to your store today. The clerk said that you had gone on a trip. I was finally relieved. I thought you were kidnapped, so I almost didn't call the police."

"Brother, I've sent you so many messages, I've run out of data, and now I'm using the company's broadband, remember to recharge my data when the time comes!"

"..."

Jiang Fan was quite moved at first, thinking that it was just a friendship that he had met twice and had a lunch box once, but he could be so missed by others. If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the roof tiles, and you will get money if you talk about it. The next time you meet, you must take care of his stinky problem.

"Brother is back, are you free tonight? I'll take you to have sex." As soon as the message was sent, it was replied in seconds.

"I get off work at 05:30, I'll send you a location, remember to pick me up, don't be late." Jiang Fan laughed angrily in the tone of his girlfriend ordering his second dog.

Qian Lai's company belongs to the high-tech zone, the most densely populated place during the day, Jiang Fan was afraid of going to the traffic jam, so he went out early, thinking that it would be a big deal to wait for him in the car, so as not to get stuck in the road when he was stuck. He was bombarded with phone calls, and later asked himself to reimburse the phone bill.

Thinking about it, he felt it was funny, he was going to become a good boyfriend of 24 filial piety.

The car drove on the road and received a call from Xu Sen. Jiang Fan picked it up, but the other party faltered for a long time, probably meaning to find a time to talk about the allocation of the two stores.

Jiang Fan's face was calm, but he felt extremely ridiculous in his heart.

Brothers who have been good friends for more than ten years have not quarreled or blushed because of money, but parted ways because of a woman. He really underestimated Wen Zhuo's position in Xu Sen's heart.

When Qian Lai came out of the company, he saw a smoky van parked across the street. He couldn't help but take a few more glances, and found that Jiang Fan was sitting in the driver's seat, so he ran over in two or three steps, enthusiastically Called "Brother!" But Jiang Fan was annoyed and didn't notice him.

"Stop smoking, those who don't know think there's a fire here." Qian Lai got in the car and choked out Jiang Fan's cigarette.

"You're here." Jiang Fan came back to his senses, watched Qian Lai fasten his seat belt on his own, and opened the car window to ventilate the air. He didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and his originally irritable mood gradually calmed down. .

"Let's go."

The place where Jiang Fan brings money to and from is the busiest barbecue street in the city. It’s almost impossible to walk around when it’s time for dinner. At the beginning of the business, Jiang Fan and Xu Sen often drank here, and they were regular customers. Seeing him, the boss shouted directly, "There is a seat for you upstairs, hurry up."

"Do you come here often?" Seeing the two people greeting each other warmly, Qian Lai moved closer to Jiang Fan and whispered.

Jiang Fan nodded.

Qian Lai's eyes lit up immediately: "Then we can ask the boss to give us the lowest discount and give us more beer and side dishes..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Fan slapped him on the head.

"Apart from taking advantage of others, is there anything else in your mind?"

Qian Lai patted his head aggrievedly: "I'm still thinking of you? The more discounts you get, the less money you'll give, right?"

"Then I really thank you." Jiang Fan laughed angrily at him, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head vigorously, causing him to scream.

The two were arguing here, and Xu Sen and Wen Zhu happened to come up from downstairs. The space on the second floor was small, and people were shoulder to shoulder and head to head, making it impossible for each other to pretend not to see each other.

Qian Lai didn't know what happened. Seeing that Jiang Fan suddenly stopped talking and laughing, he just stared behind him and remained silent. After a while, he picked up the beer on the table and blew on the bottle. He quickly reached out to stop him: "Hey Hey! Brother, let’s eat something and then drink wine, it’s too bad for the stomach.”

Jiang Fan was sullen and stopped drinking by Qian Lai, and without saying anything, he began to eat peanuts with his head down.

"Hey, come to have a barbecue with your friends?" The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Xu Sen stepped forward to say hello,

"Hmm." Jiang Fan let out a gasp from his nose.

When Wen Fang saw Jiang Fan just now, she planned to take Xu Sen to eat somewhere else, but when she saw that he insisted on striking up a conversation, Jiang Fan made a face for them, and she was immediately upset.

"Jiang Fan, what do you mean? We don't despise you, but you are still showing your face?"

Xu Sen didn't expect that Wen Fang would confront Jiang Fan head-on, so he quickly grabbed her: "Okay, okay, let's go."

"Brother, who is this?" Qian Lai saw Wen Zhu's aggressive look at Jiang Fan, and for some reason, felt a little upset, and his tone was sloppy.

Wen Fang broke his arm out of Xu Sen's hand and looked down at Qian Lai: "Who are you?" After speaking, he had a suddenly realized expression: "Oh——you are the same kind of person as Jiang Fan, Xu Sen, don't get too close to these people in the future, lest you get some kind of infectious disease..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fan put down his chopsticks and stood up from the chair as if his butt was on fire, his face was very ugly.

"Wen Zhu, you can scold me whatever you want, but for my friends, it's best to keep your mouth clean."

"Xu Sen, look at your so-called good brother, that's how he bullies your wife!"

The commotion of several people caused a group of melon-eating crowd to watch, and some silently raised their mobile phones, wanting to take a picture of this scene and send it to Moments. He walked out while holding the text, and let her scold, bite and kick, and pulled her out all the way.

Wen Fang made such a fuss, Jiang Fan suddenly lost his appetite and drank wine on his own. When Qian came to see him sullen, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He silently ate chicken legs, chicken hearts, chicken kidneys, and chicken buttocks. While eating, he took a peek at Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan originally wanted to pretend to turn a blind eye, but Qian Lai peeked at him too often, he raised his head and stared back fiercely, Qian Lai almost choked in fright, Jiang Fan's mouth bulged when he saw him eating, He looked like a frightened little animal, and his mood improved a lot.

"Brother, you...are you alright." Seeing that his face was cloudy, Qian Lai spoke cautiously.

Jiang Fan filled a glass of wine for himself, said with a wry smile: "It's okay, my brother is immune to all kinds of poison, today's is just a small scene." After speaking, he raised his glass and drank it down.

Jiang Fan got himself completely drunk that night. His last memory was that Qian Lai wanted to take his wine bottle away, and he was slammed like he was chasing flies away, but he seemed to be fighting with himself. He didn't let go, and as a result, the two big men wrestled together, and then he overwhelmed him with his absolute body advantage.

kindness? !

Jiang Fan was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, touched himself subconsciously, closed his eyes again to feel it, and was relieved to make sure that he didn't get drunk yesterday.

"Brother, are you awake?" Qian Lai heard the movement in the bedroom, opened the door and walked in, holding a bowl of hot porridge in his hand: "Drink while it's hot, I just made it."

Jiang Fan was a little flattered: "You know how to cook porridge?" After a pause, he said, "You won't charge me for this, will you?"

Qian Lai glared at him: "Look at what you said, am I the kind of person who is greedy for money and forgets righteousness?"

"You still have a little conscience." Jiang Fan nodded in relief, took a sip, not to mention, the taste is really good.

Seeing how happy he was drinking, Qian Lai said with a smile: "You won't be charged for money, just invite me to have a massage in Donglaiju next time!"

"Pfft—" A mouthful of porridge sprayed all over his pants.

"Damn it, don't you? Just drink your bowl of porridge and want to eat the most expensive restaurant in the city? Believe it or not, I'll kill you and send you to the restaurant for instant food?" Jiang Fan said angrily while wiping the corner of his mouth.

Qian Lai knew that he was trying to scare him deliberately, so he still smiled and said, "Hey, I have a small body and I don't have any meat. Others don't like it."

Jiang Fan had a defeated expression, feeling that he was talking to a duck, so he simply ignored him.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Fan got up from the bed, dressed and washed.

The house Qian Lai rented was not big, and it was standard for a typical single dog. When the door was opened, one could see the end at a glance. Jiang Fan didn't bother to take a closer look, and tidied himself silently.

After a night of hangover, Jiang Fan looked very haggard today. He stared in the mirror for a while, thinking of all kinds of people last night, and felt the need to explain everything to Xu Sen clearly.

"Little boy, is my car still parked in front of the store?" Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Fan asked the person sitting on the sofa.

"Call me a shorty, and if you break the relationship, you'll get an extra hour." Qian Lai rolled his eyes at him, and then turned his entire back to him.

"Oh, look at my mouth." Jiang Fan slapped himself, and leaned over to flatter him: "Little ancestor, you don't remember a villain's fault, just treat what I just said as a fart, and tell brother where the car is Okay? I still have something to do."

Qian Lai let out a "hum╯^╰", but still said obediently: "Yesterday you drank like that, how could I move you? So I called a valet driver and we moved you to my house together. By the way, I drove the car to the parking lot downstairs, Nuo, the car key is on the coffee table, take it away."

"Thank you! Little... little, little ancestor." Jiang Fan rubbed his chin against the top of Qianlai's head fiercely, but he pushed him away with a look of disgust.

"Go away if you have something to do! Don't get in my way."

Jiang Fan picked up the car keys: "Okay, then I'll go first."

Qian Lai pretended not to hear, and continued to swipe his phone.

After Jiang Fan left, Qian Lai felt that the whole world was quiet, which was really strange. He only stayed for one night, and occupied his own bed, gritted his teeth, talked in his sleep, and farted. Home was suddenly empty.

Sure enough, you've been single for a long time, and even men are beginning to refuse to let go?

Qian Lai was stunned for a moment, then amused by his nonsensical thoughts.

"Ding dong——" a message popped out, and the money came to be opened, and it was from Jiang Fan.

"Thank you little ancestor for taking care of you yesterday. This is a service fee. Please keep it." There was a red envelope attached to the back, and Qian Lai opened it excitedly. When he saw 9 cents, he chased after him with a voice.

"Now women's tickets are more than this money. You occupy my bed and eat my food. You only give this. I haven't paid you the money for finding a substitute driver yesterday! Just treat your benefactor like this, next time Just let you drink to death outside!"

Jiang Fan listened to Qian Lai angrily yelling and scolding, and laughed not to mention how happy he was. It seems that bullying the little dwarf will be a daily task.