Xu Qinglang felt his scalp tingling at this moment. He had seen many ghosts and was not afraid of them. But the living person in front of him, who had just made love with him, made him feel so terrified that he was speechless.
The woman glanced at him, and seemed to find his frightened look even more amusing, so she reached out and tapped him lightly on the chin.
"It's so cute, like a lovable little quail."
The woman's fingers were a little cold. Xu Qinglang shuddered, put on his clothes and got out of bed immediately. He didn't even dare to look at the woman. He threw the money on the bed, but he didn't pick it up. He opened the door and ran out as if he was escaping.
There were three thousand more yuan on the bedside table than the last time he woke up. Xu Qinglang felt that he seemed to be even more of a failure today than last time.
He was a little confused. After walking out of the hotel, he squatted on the curb and lit a cigarette.
This woman has mental problems.
But if you ignore the scarred wrist, she is really beautiful.
It seems that there is no such thing as absolutely perfect in this world. God always habitually creates some flaws in beautiful things, as if this is in line with God's aesthetic taste.
For most men, it seems to be a very pleasant thing for a beautiful woman who is willing to give you money and has high skills in bed to be your sex friend.
In fact, Xu Qinglang had had this idea in his mind more or less before. That kind of carefreeness, the pursuit of a moment of instant pleasure without any impact on one's own life, was enough to make people let down all their defenses and sink into it voluntarily.
Reaching out and scratching his hair, Xu Qinglang felt a little painful.
At this time, a pair of high heels appeared behind Xu Qinglang. Xu Qinglang turned his head and saw the woman.
The woman was still smoking, her wrists were wrapped in her sleeves, so there was no trace of flaws. She bent down and looked at Xu Qinglang. The cleavage on her chest was so unfathomable that it was enough to attract most men's attention.
"Little brother, are you scared by your sister?"
Xu Qinglang shook his head, didn't look at her, and continued smoking his cigarette.
"Then I'm leaving. We'll make an appointment next time when we're in a better mood. By the way, here's your money."
The woman takes money out of her bag.
"I don't want it. I don't need money."
The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she was looking at a stubborn baby, and said:
"What a coincidence! I don't need it either."
“Wow!”
The woman threw tens of thousands of yuan in cash in her hand directly into the air. The banknotes began to fly, attracting the attention of many passers-by around her. Then she got into the car parked next to her and drove away.
Xu Qinglang was sitting among the flying banknotes, which reminded him of a scene in the movie "God of Gamblers" which he watched when he was a child.
The banknotes were also raised, and then Chow Yun-fat and the woman danced in the rain of banknotes.
After sniffing, Xu Qinglang stood up silently.
He took a few steps outside.
Then stop.
I looked back and saw a pile of money on the ground.
Oh,
Am I short of money
He turned around and continued walking forward.
At this time, several passers-by on the road saw Xu Qinglang leaving, and subconsciously moved over here to pick up the money.
Xu Qinglang stopped again.
Quickly walk back to the original place,
"I'm not short of money, but that guy is. If he knew that I didn't even want the money on the ground for a little so-called face, he would definitely scold me to death!"
… …
“A-choo!”
In the bookstore, Mr. Zhou, who had been reading the newspaper for half the night, sneezed loudly.
"Boss, do you have a cold?" Bai Yingying asked with some concern.
"Hey, someone must be missing him." The old Taoist counted with his fingers, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, that should be the case."
"The floor is a little dirty. It needs to be mopped again." Zhou Ze said slowly.
The old Taoist immediately frowned, picked up the mop and started cleaning with a miserable look.
At this time, a Porsche stopped at the door of the bookstore, and a woman dressed in gorgeous and exquisite clothes walked in. The woman was probably in her thirties, and she exuded grace from head to toe.
"Wow, it's so beautiful, just like a lotus emerging from the water." Bai Yingying exclaimed beside her.
This is normal because this woman is indeed beautiful, the type that becomes more attractive the more you look at her.
"The dew has not yet been wiped off the hibiscus."
Zhou Ze smiled.
The woman's cheeks were full of spring, her eyes were watery, and her body felt relaxed, like the earth that had just experienced the nourishment of spring rain, nurturing the vitality of the heart.
“Who’s the boss?”
The woman asked, looking around.
Zhou Ze frowned. Who is the boss
Could this high school girl holding coffee next to me be the boss
Could that old farmer who is mopping the floor with a mop be the boss
There are only three people in the store.
Who is the boss
You are blind.
Zhou Ze curled his lips and ignored her. After all, you are a living person, not a ghost.
As a result, no one really paid any attention to this woman.
Bai Yingying went to tidy up the bar, while the old Taoist continued to mop the floor.
Zhou Ze continued to lie on the sofa like Ge You.
"I have something to ask your boss. Wang Ke introduced me to you."
When Wang Ke was mentioned, Zhou Ze slowly sat up straight.
The woman saw Zhou Ze, walked over, and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhou Ze.
He spoke directly:
"My husband has had some psychological problems recently. He always thinks he has seen ghosts. I asked Dr. Wang to see him. Dr. Wang recommended me to come here to see you. He said you are an expert in this area."
Zhou Ze did not answer the woman, but took out his cell phone. He was ready to scold Wang Ke. He had promised not to cause trouble for him, but now he had pushed another trouble onto his shoulders.
So the previous promises were bullshit
There are limits to helping and caring for friends. After all, Zhou Ze never thought of himself as a Lei Feng.
Haven't made the call yet.
A woman threw a bank card onto the coffee table.
"There is one million in this card, and the password is 003003."
Zhou Ze's process of calling Wang Ke to hold him accountable was interrupted. Zhou Ze felt very angry. Didn't you see that I was about to make a call
What does it mean if you throw a card on the coffee table, say there is a million dollars in it and tell the password
Don’t you know that any burial object thrown away by my maid costs hundreds of thousands
Don’t you know that the old man who mops the floor in my house can make a huge profit by just starting a live broadcast and selling ghost money in minutes
Haven’t you seen that the chef I hired has more than twenty suites
Zhou Ze put down his phone.
Reach out,
Picked up the card.
well,
I am still too good a person, I value friendship too much.
You still have to help your friends.
“This is a deposit.”
The woman added.
Zhou Ze's hands trembled.
Alas, my injury hasn't healed fully yet, and I feel a little weak. My hands start to shake when I pick up a small card.
"Yingying, guests are here, why don't you serve coffee?" Zhou Ze shouted at the bar in dissatisfaction.
“Here we come!”
Bai Yingying came over immediately with coffee.
The woman looked at Zhou Ze calmly. She really enjoyed the feeling of using money to force people into submission.
Whether in bed or out of bed, whether with men or women, she can always get success with the money in her hands.
"Tell me about your situation. How old is your husband?" Zhou Ze asked.
"He is ninety-three," the woman replied.
Zhou Ze looked at the woman twice more with some surprise.
"Yes, I was with him because of his money and inheritance. Then I told him that we were true love, and the old man felt good about himself and believed it."
The woman still spoke calmly.
"Thank you for your honesty."
"If I'm not honest, you'll think that way, too."
The woman picked up the coffee, took a sip, and frowned slightly.
“No sugar.”
"I don't like adding sugar." Zhou Ze said.
The woman put down her coffee and said, "Anyway, when you have time, you can come to my house to see my husband. He has been too suspicious lately, and it has made it impossible for us to live a normal life as a couple."
"Puff..."
Zhou Ze choked while drinking coffee.
Bai Yingying took a tissue and carefully wiped the boss' mouth, then stepped back.
"Excuse me, I think you should hope that he dies soon."
"Well, he was dying and could hardly get out of bed. But since he started shouting about seeing ghosts, he has obviously been in better spirits than before."
The woman continued with some worry:
"At this rate, I don't think he will die for a while. I'm talking about a natural death."
"I understand. Then, what is your intention in inviting me?"
"Deal with him in his current state. I don't care if he has a psychotic version of Alzheimer's or if he's really haunted by a ghost. I want him to return to normal and then continue to lie in bed and wait for death quietly like before."
"Okay, I agree. I will try my best to cure your husband's illness."
A sneer appeared on the woman's lips.
"hypocritical."
“By the way, has your husband ever told you who is pestering him
I mean, what is the identity of the ghost that is haunting him
Does he know him
"His ex-wife, his son, his daughter, his grandson, his granddaughter, and his great-grandson and great-granddaughter."
The woman counted on her fingers.
“Many, many people.”
"I'm sorry, are they already?"
"Five years ago, a large family of theirs held a party on a cruise ship, and then an accident occurred. The cruise ship sank and no one on board survived. In other words, his entire family was gone except for him who happened to go ashore to discuss business that day."
"Hmm."
Zhou Ze heard this and nodded.
From this perspective, the old man might be suffering from mental problems either because he is haunted by ghosts or because of excessive psychological pressure. Both are very likely.
"How long have you been married to him?"
"Five years."
The woman still replied calmly.
Zhou Ze did not ask any more questions, but kept weighing the bank card in his hand.
This is a pool of muddy water, no, it is probably a cesspool.
If you walk over there, you will most likely get yourself dirty, or at least smell bad.
"One million as a deposit, and five million after the deal is done." The woman looked at Zhou Ze, and her smooth fingers gently touched the back of Zhou Ze's hand.
Bai Yingying pouted as she watched from the side. She's so old, yet she's still seducing men!
Yingying never thought that in terms of age, the age of everyone else in the study, including the old Taoist priest, added together was not as old as her.
"Plus I'll have sex with you three times."
The woman added.
Bai Yingying's face looked even uglier.
Gan Lin's mother!
Make up the face!
Zhou Ze calmly moved the woman's hand away.
road:
"How about canceling the latter condition and changing it to eight million?"