The fat man may have regretted his intestines at this time. He used to receive half of the deposit first. This time he was in a hurry, and he may have forgotten to receive it. He didn't expect to encounter a remorse.
Zhang Qiang hurriedly explained: "I said that I had 40,000, but you didn’t do anything when you came here. At the most, you can give me a bit of courage. If you give 20,000, it’s not bad. Hurry up, when Xiaomei comes out, these two I don’t think so."
The fat man became anxious when he heard it. He rolled up his sleeves and planned to have a fight with Zhang Qiangqiang, but I caught him in time, then gave him a wink and signaled that it would be fine.
Although the fat man was totally unwilling, he would still listen to what I said. He took out his cell phone aggrievedly, and then Zhang Qiang called him 20,000 yuan. The two of us didn't say anything and went straight downstairs.
After arriving downstairs, the fat man hit the wall with a punch, "Brother, this kid is too credible, why don't you let me teach him a lesson."
I shook my head: "If the two of you get involved in this matter, we will definitely be of no benefit. If you can't solve it, he may call the police. This is very detrimental to us. Moreover, his lover, Lin Xiaomei, is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It's smooth, and it didn't take much effort, so let's forget it!"
The fat man thought for a while and felt that what I said made sense. He sighed and followed me back to the shop.
Zhang Qiang's incident was a surprise. Although the money collected was less, it was not a particularly loss. I thought it would just pass, until almost a few months later, I met Zhang Qiang again.
At that time, Zhang Qiang's mouth was pale, his face was very bad, he had lost a lot of weight, and he seemed to be sick. He was a hawker not far from my shop.
When the fat man and I passed by, we recognized him at a glance, and he reacted quickly. After seeing us, he smiled bitterly at us and obviously remembered us.
The fat man handed him a cigarette, and then lit it for him: "Zhang Qiang, aren't you in charge of the factory? What about a wife who is like a flower? Why come here to be a hawker, this place is not good Fuck, the city management often comes to sweep it."
After Zhang Qiang took a few mouthfuls, his lungs were almost vomiting out from coughing. He had to reluctantly throw away the cigarette in his hand when he had to. It was obvious that there was something wrong with his body.
"There is no way, the position of supervisor can't be kept, and the health is not good, and I can't get a job at the factory anymore. I can only come here to be a hawker. With my body like this, those city managers dare not do anything to me. Three longs and two shorts, they probably can't afford it." Zhang Qiang said with a wry smile, his expression a little lonely.
I was a little puzzled, and quickly asked, "What the hell is going on? How come the good supervisor is gone, and your physical condition doesn't look optimistic, what about your flowery wife?"
Zhang Qiang sighed, "Don't mention that Sao Niang, I'm so angry when I talk about it."
"What the hell is going on, tell us about it." The fat man handed him another cigarette, fearing that he would be uncomfortable, so it would be better to smoke one, but he took a look and didn't dare to take it.
After Zhang Qiang refused the fat man's cigarette, he told us what happened to him afterwards.
After Chen Xiaohua's ghost left, she really didn't come to entangle them again, and the weird phenomena in the factory building disappeared, and the big rock in Zhang Qiang's heart at that time completely fell.
After that, he thought that he could live a life without shame and shame with Lin Xiaomei, but what he didn't expect was that the boss actually said that there was a problem with his style and sent someone to investigate him.
Zhang Qiang was so frightened that he quickly gave gifts and money, but despite this, he still couldn't keep his position. He said he had a problem with his style, fooled around with female subordinates and forced his wife to death. He immediately demoted his position and regained his position. Ordinary factory employees.
Lin Xiaomei is not a good woman. Seeing Zhang Qiang like this, she quickly dumped him. Within a few days, she caught up with another executive in the factory, and she was so angry that Zhang Qiang almost vomited blood.
Zhang Qiang was already in poor health. After he met Lin Xiaomei, he worked day and night, and his physical fitness was even worse. When he used to be a supervisor, sitting and moving his mouth, the problem was not big. Now he has to start again from the bottom. It is hard to imagine. Zhang Qiang collapsed after Lin Xiaomei ran with others, and soon he relapsed.
What's even more hateful is that Lin Xiaomei had left a hand long ago and swept away all of Zhang Qiang’s savings. In desperation, Zhang Qiang had to sell the car to treat the disease, but the money for selling the car was not enough to treat the disease. Later, he simply died. So, just wait for death, come out as a hawker to provide food and clothing, if one day, if the disease breaks out, he will be violently pulled down on the street.
After speaking, Zhang Qiang's eyes were already red, "It's all to blame for me, it's me who ruined my own family, ruined myself, and also ruined Xiaohua. The thing I can't let go of now is that I am still young. Son, woooo..."
While talking, Zhang Qiang burst into tears, and everyone around us cast strange eyes at us, as if we had done something bad to him.
"Okay, okay, what is the big man crying? You are still on the street in broad daylight. You are not ashamed." The fat man didn't have any sympathy at all, but wanted to laugh, so he kept holding it.
I will not sympathize with him even more. No matter how miserable this kind of person is, he is not worthy of my sympathy. Everything is on his own account.
Seeing that he was crying, the two of us really didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear that others thought we did something to him, and after handing him a tissue, we hurriedly left.
Just after we walked for about a few dozen steps, we suddenly heard a scream from behind. We looked back and found Zhang Qiang lying on the road, covered in blood. His eyes were bigger than a cow and his body But there was no response, and the limbs were a bit twisted, as if they were hit hard.
At this time, a couple of men and women got out of the car, and the woman quickly complained: "You... why didn't you have eyesight when driving, and you drive so fast. It's all right now, and you hit it. What can you do now?"
"No... it's none of my business. It's his own business that suddenly rushed out of the road. It's really none of my business." The man was also panicked, he was a little confused, his forehead was sweaty, and he looked at Zhang Qiang's. The corpse was pale.
Suddenly, the woman said, "While not many people see it now, let's go quickly!"
The man shook his head in fear: "No, isn't this a hit and run? This... this is not good."
"What's wrong? If you don't leave, it will be too late, so hurry up." After speaking, the woman plunged into the car again.
The man swallowed in fear, then glanced at Zhang Qiang again, and then plunged his heart into the car.
The most horrible scene appeared. When the fat man and I realized it was too late to stop.
(End of this chapter)