In This Life, I Will No Longer Be a Scumbag to My Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 183: Two women fight for a husband, a bloody plot from a TV series is played out in the Su family!

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On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Su Jianjun was no longer busy after New Year's Eve. But he couldn't just think about making money all year round; he had to enjoy himself occasionally.

In the morning, I borrowed my son's car and went for a ride. In the afternoon, I went to an old friend's house to play mahjong.

However, this time he met an unexpected poker partner.

When Huang Hongbo walked into the mahjong room, Su Jianjun was slightly surprised.

There are clearly defined circles in the business and political circles. Although Huang Tuhao is also good at building the Great Wall, he is not in his own circle. He is surrounded by either Jiang Lan’s richest businessmen from various industries or powerful leaders in the city.

Old Su considered himself to be from a well-off family with some money. It was only last year when he speculated in B shares that he became a millionaire, but his status had not improved qualitatively, and the card-playing friends he was familiar with were all similar. This was the first time he met Huang Hongbo while playing cards.

Su Jianjun's old friend, who was also the host of today's mahjong game, took the initiative to introduce the other two people: "Boss Huang is very famous in Jianglan. I think everyone knows him, so I won't introduce him in detail."

In fact, the host was also quite puzzled. Although he and Huang Hongbo knew each other, they were not close friends. He also knew very well that he could not climb into Huang Hongbo's circle. It would be meaningless to force his way in and he would even be despised.

However, for some reason, Huang Tuhao recently took the initiative to condescend to come to his house to play mahjong twice, and the second time he even asked him to help invite Su Jianjun to play with him.

This is even more puzzling. As far as he knows, Su Jianjun and Huang Hongbo have no connection.

Su Jianjun was a little nervous.

He always felt that something was fishy; Huang Hongbo couldn't possibly have come into this circle for no reason.

And because of the relationship between Huang Panpan and Su Zelin, he felt somewhat guilty.

Huang Hongbo has great powers and a wide circle of friends, so he might know that Panpan admires Ze Lin.

Although there was nothing going on between his son and the little princess of the Huang family, and even if there was, it was Huang Panpan who took the initiative, it was difficult to explain and people might not believe it.

The game started absent-mindedly, but fortunately Huang Hongbo just played cards for fun or talked about love and romance, and didn't say anything else.

Moreover, Su Jianjun soon discovered another thing: Huang Hongbo, who was in the upper position, seemed to be giving him cards intentionally or unintentionally.

There is no father and son in the card game. Giving away cards usually only happens when one needs something from others, or when one deliberately tries to win over someone, such as trying to get in touch with a leader or something.

But there is nothing about me that is worthy of being won over by these wealthy people.

Su Jianjun was confused.

The game continued like this until the evening, when it ended.

Everyone knows that Su Jianjun has to go home for dinner, otherwise Zhao Lixia will roar like a shrew.

Huang Hongbo lost more than 3,000 yuan, but the rich man didn't even frown.

Lao Su won the most, taking the lion's share, while the other two each got a few hundred.

Su Jianjun, who won nearly two thousand yuan, was happy but also felt very surprised.

Tonight, Huang Hongbo seemed to be giving money away proactively, and his main target seemed to be himself.

When I left my old friend's house, the Santana was parked outside. In 2002, there were not many private cars in the small town. Unless it was in a busy city, you could basically park anywhere on the roadside without getting a ticket.

"Boss Su!"

Just as I was about to get in the car, I heard Huang Hongbo's voice behind me.

Huang Tuhao strode over, handed over a Zhonghua cigarette, and said with a smile: "Haha, come to think of it, my daughter Panpan and your son Su Zelin are from the same university."

"Yeah, that's quite a coincidence."

Su Jianjun took the Zhonghua cigarette and was flattered when he saw Huang Hongbo took out a lighter to light it for him: "There is fire, there is fire, I can do it myself!"

At the same time, he also knew that Huang Hongbo might chat with him for more than just a sentence or two, at least for the time it takes to smoke a cigarette.

The two of them lit up a cigarette and puffed away on the side of the road.

"Boss Su, I think you may have heard about my daughter and my husband and I, right?"

Huang Hongbo spoke again.

“I have heard a little bit about it.”

Su Jianjun didn't understand why he mentioned family matters, but he nodded anyway.

"When Panpan was young, her mother and I were busy with business and neglected to take care of her, and some bad things happened to her."

Huang Hongbo's face looked gloomy.

He was referring to Huang Panpan's grandmother. The night his old mother suddenly died of a cerebral hemorrhage, not only did he lose a loved one, but also made it difficult for another loved one to forgive him.

"Although we tried our best to make amends, our daughter still resented us and Panpan became very extreme. Fortunately, she listened to your Zelin very much. Because of your Master, our relationship with our daughter has improved a lot."

"Pan Pan has become much more sensible since entering university and has even joined the student union. I think this is also due to Ze Lin's help. He was the one who sent Pan Pan back home during the winter vacation this time, so my wife and I are very grateful to him."

Huang Hongbo's words made Su Jianjun suddenly realize.

No wonder Huang Tuhao kept playing cards for himself tonight, so that’s how it is!

However, even he didn't know that Su Zelin sent Huang Panpan home and helped her join the student union. His son never mentioned it.

After finishing a cigarette, Huang Hongbo took out a lucky charm from his pocket and stuffed it into Su Jianjun's hand: "It's just a small gift. I wish Zelin good academic progress. Boss Su, please give it to him for me when you go back."

Su Jianjun weighed it and realized that the red envelope was not small, it must be enough for at least seven or eight old people's heads.

It should be eight as expected, because people in Zhejiang Province have the custom of giving red envelopes with the wish for six or eight.

The red envelopes in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Lu regions were famously large in the Xia Dynasty, especially the New Year's money given to children, which could easily amount to several thousand yuan.

Even at the beginning of a new century, the gift will not be too little.

Of course, it depends on the situation of each household.

For example, in a family with relatively better conditions like the Su family, Mr. Su gave Su Zelin 666 during the Chinese New Year, and Zhao Lixia also received 368.

The amount given to other children will be less, but it must be 68, 88, 108 or 168. The amount depends on the situation. There are also special cases. For example, the two elders are not stingy with Qin Shiqing. This year, she is treated the same as Su Zelin, and she is completely regarded as the future daughter-in-law.

It’s hard to refuse a New Year’s red envelope, especially one for your own son.

"Boss Huang, thank you!" Su Jianjun quickly took out a red envelope and exchanged gifts: "This is for Panpan, I also wish her academic progress!"

He felt a little embarrassed. His red envelope was a little small, with only 168 yuan in it. Su Jianjun did not expect to encounter such a situation. He couldn't put more money into the red envelope in front of Huang Hongbo, as that would be too rude.

"Haha, okay, I'll thank you on behalf of Panpan, Boss Su. We'll play cards together again if there's a chance. Bye!"

"Okay, bye!"

Huang Hongbo got into an Audi with three digits 8 at the end and left. Then Su Jianjun drove the Santana home.

As soon as she entered the room, Zhao Lixia asked, "Win or lose?"

She didn't quite approve of Su Jianjun playing cards, but there was no other way during the New Year, so she had to let him have some fun. Fortunately, her husband was quite sensible, and although he played, he didn't get addicted.

But every time she came back, Su Ma would always care about the outcome.

"I won nineteen thousand!"

Su Jianjun said truthfully.

"so much?"

Zhao Lixia was surprised.

Normally, when Su Jianjun went out to play cards, his wins and losses were at most a few hundred. When he was extremely lucky or extremely unlucky, he would only win or lose about five or six hundred.

She couldn't help but ask, "Who has such bad luck?"

"It's not that other people are unlucky, they are just giving me money on purpose!"

Su Jianjun corrected.

"I'm giving you money. You're not a leader. Who would give you money if they have nothing better to do?"

Su Ma was puzzled.

"Huang Hongbo!"

Zhao Lixia was surprised when Su Jianjun said this name.

"What, Huang Hongbo?"

"Yes, he said that our son helped persuade Panpan, and the relationship between her and her parents eased a lot. In addition, Zelin took good care of Panpan in college and helped her join the student union. Look, he also gave his son a big red envelope, it should be 888!"

Su Jianjun took out the red envelope.

"It's so big, how much did you give back to others?"

"168. I can't help it. This is all I could prepare at the time."

Dad Su was a little helpless, and then said.

"It seems that Huang Hongbo has no objection to Panpan and Zelin's relationship."

If he didn't want Huang Panpan to get close to his son, he would be grateful for what his son had done, but one thing is one thing, and there should be some hint.

Yet he said nothing else at the time.

Zhao Lixia was conflicted.

Shi Qing is of course the most perfect daughter-in-law.

However, Panpan is also very nice. Before the Chinese New Year, she came over specially to give me New Year's goods.

Oh, if I had known to give birth to an ugly boy, I wouldn’t have attracted so many romantic interests. Now it’s difficult to deal with it.

The two elders were chatting when Su Zelin walked out of the room.

"Dad, you're back." Su Zelin glanced at Old Su and asked casually, "How much did you win tonight?"

He knew from Su Jianjun's expression that he had won money.

"How much can it be? It's only about one or two hundred!"

Su Jianjun was very cautious in front of this scumbag.

There was nothing wrong with pretending to be poor, so he just reported a small amount.

Fortunately, Su Zelin did not make excuses to ask for money. Even if you want to cheat your father, you have to know when to stop and not go too far.

The cost of gas during the winter vacation, the New Year’s money, plus the five thousand yuan I persuaded my mom to let my dad buy a car, is enough.

"oh!"

Su Zelin responded and was about to go to the bathroom when Su Jianjun waved at him.

"Zelin, come here first."

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"This red envelope is yours."

"My red envelope?"

Su Zelin was a little confused.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, didn’t parents give out lucky money

Upon inspection, it is quite thick, probably 888. Even my dad is not that generous, only 666.

"Uncle Huang gave it to you!"

"Which Uncle Huang?"

An idea suddenly occurred to Su Zelin: "Are you talking about Panpan's dad?"

Apart from Huang Hongbo, Su Zelin couldn't think of any other friend of his father who could be so generous.

However, Huang Hongbo is not my dad’s friend. They don’t even know each other, and their circles are quite different.

"Today I went to play cards and met Panpan's father. We chatted for a while before leaving. He thanked you for taking such good care of Panpan and gave me this red envelope."

Su Jianjun gave a brief explanation.

"Zelin, I heard that you helped Panpan join the student union and brought her back with you during the winter vacation. Is that true?"

Zhao Lixia couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I helped a little. The president of one of the student union sections happens to be my friend, so I mentioned it to her. Of course, Panpan's speech was also excellent!"

Su Zelin did not deny it, but he did not take all the credit.

"As for going home with her, that's true. There's an empty seat anyway, and since someone else has asked me to, it's hard to refuse, right?"

"So how is she and Shiqing doing in the car?"

Su Ma asked nervously again.

"It's pretty good."

There was nothing wrong with Qin Shiqing and Huang Panpan, but there was a lot of tension between Xiaoyanzi and Xiaoxuemei at that time.

"Son, tell us honestly, what is your relationship with Panpan?"

Su Jianjun's face was serious.

"We are just friends, what else can it matter?"

The bastard still has the same attitude.

Don’t ask. If you ask, they are either friends or female classmates.

"What about you and Shiqing?"

“Friends too!”

"Where are you and Lu Haoran?"

"BFF!"

The two elders: “…”

Well, I always feel that this son is a little bit bent.

Zhao Lixia went into the kitchen to cook.

The father and son were drinking tea in the living room. Su Jianjun lowered his voice and asked, "Son, how did you talk to your mother about that matter?"

He was referring to asking Su Zelin to help persuade Zhao Lixia to buy a car.

More than half a month has passed, and there is still no progress. Lao Su is getting a little anxious.

Although I can occasionally borrow my son's Santana to drive during the winter vacation, he has to drive it back to Lin'an after the vacation.

Su Jianjun was used to the life of a wind-chasing man, and he really couldn't get used to it without a car.

"I've said it many times, Dad. This can't be done in a hurry. You know, Mom is so stubborn. It's not that easy. I have to slowly shake her mind!"

Su Zelin did talk to Zhao Lixia, but his words were superficial and it was impossible to convince her.

Of course this was intentional. I convinced my mom too early, and my dad drove the car back early, so there was no one to refuel me.

"Dad, I tried to talk to Mom today. I didn't know you were playing mahjong. As soon as I opened my mouth, I got scolded. Let's wait a few days and take it easy!"

Oscar-winning actor Jiang Lan's performance was very realistic, showing all the emotions.

The old fox Su Jianjun has been deceived before: "Let's make it clear first, you can only get money after the work is done!"

He began to lose confidence in Su Zelin.

If even her son can't convince the tigress, then it will be difficult.

Old Su looked worried.

"Of course, no reward without merit!"

Su Zelin took a sip of tea leisurely.

The time has been almost managed, and there are only about ten days left before the holiday ends.

Well, in a few days, I will ask my dad to fill up the bank card one more time. Then I will convince my mom for him. Then I will get the 5,000 yuan and go back to school happily.

As for a few days later, it depends on when my dad will help me fill up the gas tank.

After the family had finished dinner, Su Ma was following a soap opera in the living room, which happened to be the bloody plot of two women fighting for a husband.

The father and son continued to drink tea.

Suddenly I heard someone knocking on the door, and it turned out to be Huang Panpan.

"Uncle, aunt, senior, I'm sorry to bother you with your sudden visit!"

In the afternoon, Huang Hongbo went home and gave the red envelope from Su Jianjun to Huang Panpan, which made his junior high school sister very happy.

Although it was only one hundred and sixty-eight yuan, she felt that it was a token of her future father-in-law's thoughtfulness and she had to go to his house to express her gratitude as soon as possible, so she came over that night.

"Oh, Panpan is here. It's cold outside. Come in and sit down!"

Zhao Lixia said enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Auntie, and Uncle for the red envelope!"

Every time at the Su family, my junior sister is as well-behaved as can be.

Before we could finish chatting for a few minutes, someone else came in.

"Uncle, aunt, it's time to eat..."

The words came to an abrupt end before they were even finished, because Qin Shiqing saw her junior high school classmate.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stop instantly.

Zhao Lixia was both happy and worried.

Just as I was watching two women fighting for a husband, this bloody drama happened right in my own home.

Most mothers only worry that their sons can't find a wife.

However, there is more than one outstanding girl around my son, which is also a happy trouble for parents.