The Useless Mr. Zhuang

Chapter 21

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after the meeting.

Qiu Zheyan's smile became more and more stiff. He got up, pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Thank you for coming over in such a busy schedule. I still need some time to think about it."

The person sent by Chu Xun said flatly, "Okay, Mr. Qiu, I'll wait for your reply."

Zhuang Hanxue hesitated and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoqiu..."

Qiu Zheyan kissed him: "What's there to say I'm sorry, you've helped me a lot. Now at least I still have a way out, and I can sell the company."

Zhuang Hanxue said: "However, this is your painstaking effort, your patent, it is a cheap sale if you sell it like this. I thought he would inject capital."

Qiu Zheyan said: "It's understandable. Everyone is a businessman. They are doing business, not charity. There is no business without treachery. Not to mention that you and him only worked together ten years ago. It is really impossible for him to For the sake of good intentions, it is already very good to be willing to buy and take over this mess at this time."

Zhuang Hanxue: "Then do you want to agree to the acquisition?"

Qiu Zheyan shook his hand, Zhuang Hanxue felt his palm was cold, Qiu Zheyan took a deep breath, and said cheerfully: "I'll think about it again... Maybe there is another way out."

Because Zhuang Hanxue signed a contract with the platform, he must broadcast the minimum time every week, otherwise he will have to pay liquidated damages.

He took the time to go live online and found that his popularity had dropped a lot.

Fans asked him: [Ace Pigeon is back? Why haven't you broadcast live for so long?]

Zhuang Hanxue said truthfully: "Something happened to my family's company, so I went to work for him to help."

So the fans threw money at him, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Now that they moved into a rental house with an area of only forty square meters, Zhuang Hanxue didn't ask Qiu Zheyan for money to buy wine, cigarettes, and cigarettes. He was so worried that he saved all the money for Qiu Zheyan.

Qiu Zheyan asked him.

Zhuang Hanxue said with a smile: "Didn't you always tell me to quit smoking and drinking? It is true that smoking and drinking are not good for your health. I just quit."

Qiu Zheyan said: "That's not enough to not even buy you a pack of cigarettes."

Zhuang Hanxue took the initiative to say: "Buy me a pack that week, it's enough, it's enough, it's really enough."

Qiu Zheyan doesn't want his money: "Why do you give me money? I don't want your money. You keep it for yourself. If I go bankrupt, at least there is a way out, right?"

Qiu Zheyan refused to accept the beating, so he directly charged the company's account.

Qiu Zheyan didn't say anything, just hugged him at night, kissed him from head to toe, the two hugged each other sweaty, and kept saying "I love you" in his ear.

Qiu Zheyan said: "If it doesn't work, I will go back to my hometown. Do you want to go back with me? Gay marriage is legal in my hometown."

Zhuang Hanxue avoided the topic: "Don't be so depressed. There are very few people who succeed in starting a business for the first time. You are already very good. Work hard. Who can say that you won't make a comeback in the future?"

Qiu Zheyan felt a little cold in his heart, and kissed his lips: "Well, you are right."

midnight.

Zhuang Hanxue fell asleep and woke up, and found that the bedside was empty. He got up, and heard Qiu Zheyan calling in a low voice in the living room:

"Dad, can you lend me some money?"

"I know, thank you dad, I won't be brave..."

"Okay, okay, I will take care of my body, the most important thing is my body."

"Ask my aunt to borrow money for me? Okay, thank you Dad."

Zhuang Hanxue thought for a while, returned to the bed, lay down lightly, pretending he hadn't gotten up.

Ten minutes passed.

Qiu Zheyan is back.

Zhuang Hanxue didn't move. He felt Qiu Zheyan get into the quilt and hug him from behind. He smelled a faint smell of tobacco.

Qiu Zheyan asked friends one by one to borrow money.

He has a wide range of friends, is kind, and has a high reputation. Everyone is willing to pay him. He wrote IOUs one by one.

The bar owner gave him one hundred thousand.

The boss asked, "Is that Zhuang still following you?"

Qiu Zheyan nodded, and said, "Well, he's still following me, and even goes to my company to help me do free labor."

The boss said in disbelief: "I can't see it. I always thought that he looked very frivolous and unreliable. I didn't expect that he really wanted to get along with you. It's a friend in need. You two are like nurturing, He is so lazy, I thought your RV was gone, and he ran away as soon as he was sure. I didn't dare to ask you."

Qiu Zheyan said: "He still likes leisure and hates work. He doesn't like to go to work. He is forced to work because of me. I am actually quite afraid that he will run away."

The boss said: "Maybe I feel that it is unethical to leave you now, or I haven't realized that I will suffer for a long time? It is different to suffer with you for a while, and suffer with you for a long time. It is difficult for people to stand the test. And he was originally a straight man, right? It was because you were very kind to him, and he was a rice bug, so he was with you... What if a woman who was also very kind to him appeared? Didn’t you say that his ex-girlfriend was Jiang Ruoyun? , do you still have any affection for him?"

Qiu Zheyan drank the glass of wine given by his friend in one gulp: "He won't."

"You don't know, all the money he made from live streaming was given to me. He didn't keep a cent for himself."

"I used to always wonder if he really liked me."

"Now I know. He likes me."

"He won't leave me."

He didn't want Zhuang Hanxue to suffer with him, but he didn't want to let Zhuang Hanxue go either.

Qiu Zheyan said: "If the career is gone, it can be rebuilt. But if the home is gone, it will be difficult to rebuild it. He is my home. As long as he is there, I can still survive."

go home.

Zhuang Hanxue said to him, "Xiaoqiu, I got another fifty thousand yuan, let me give it to you."

Qiu Zheyan asked: "Where did you get the money? Don't take out online loans or anything like that."

Zhuang Hanxue said straightforwardly: "I asked my brother to borrow it!"

Qiu Zheyan said: "Your brother still has to raise a child, and it's not easy for him. Don't ask your relatives to borrow money for me, just return it to your brother."

Zhuang Hanxue curled his lips: "You asked your friend to borrow it all over again. Is it time to show off? Take it. I won't go to work until your company improves, earns money, and buys the big house back. Just continue to stay at home, eat yours, drink yours, and use yours.”

Zhuang Hanxue showed a particularly bright smile.

Qiu Zheyan hugged him and said in a muffled voice, "Oh, I'm sorry for making you suffer with me."

Zhuang Hanxue said aggrievedly: "Oh, I still think I have hurt you."

Qiu Zheyan asked puzzledly: "Why did you harm me? You still have this ability?"

Zhuang Hanxue said: "Look at your company, which has been in business for so long, and it has been doing well. I haven't been in love with me for half a year, and the company is going to die. I'm thinking, am I the reincarnation of a broom star? Am I bringing you down? Yes. The company I used to work in is also like this, as soon as I leave, it goes bankrupt."

Qiu Zheyan laughed: "Hahaha, what are you talking nonsense about? You are not a broom star, you are my lucky star. The luckiest thing in my life was when I abducted you."

Although they have tried their best, they have borrowed all the money they can.

Zhuang Hanxue even went to ask the elementary school student to borrow money. This elementary school student is rich.

The little master said: "My card is with my dad, and my dad will take care of it for me. It's okay if the school doesn't start, and the money will be handed in after the school starts. I usually have to spend a lot of money to write an application and report with my dad. Give me some pocket money, I secretly save it, there is more than 10,000, anyway, I don’t need to use it for the time being, so give it to you. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have to pay me back.”

Zhuang Hanxue felt ashamed of himself: "If you want to pay it back, you may have to pay it back slowly."

The little master asked, "What are you going to do now?"

Zhuang Hanxue said blankly, "I don't know either."

In fact, Qiu Zheyan's company was just a small company in his previous view.

In the past, he didn't pay attention to it.

Zhuang Hanxue has been a spoiled and favored young son since he was a child. He knows how to eat, drink and have fun when he is not doing business. Before leaving home, he had never been short of money. Money was just a number to him, so he didn’t care about money; Life is difficult, but you can still live happily. If you earn 10,000 a month, you can live a life of 10,000, and if you earn 5,000, you can live a life of 5,000. Just be happy.

Only now does he realize how hard-earned the fruits of his hard work are.

In the evening, Zhuang Hanxue and Qiu Zheyan were busy in the company together, and the other employees were let go. They were obliged to work overtime on their own.

Qiu Zheyan asked him: "Are you tired? Shall I massage your head?"

Zhuang Hanxue was not polite to him: "Okay."

Qiu Zheyan rubbed the acupuncture points on his head, and the technique was very comfortable. Zhuang Hanxue joked: "Xiao Qiu still has this skill, and we can open a massage shop in the future."

Qiu Zheyan smiled, and after a while, he said, "Axue, I think, I'd better agree to the acquisition. After paying off the debt, there is still some money left."

Zhuang Hanxue turned to look at him.

Qiu Zheyan didn't speak.

Zhuang Hanxue held his hand: "You, think about it again."

Qiu Zheyan nodded wearily.

Zhuang Hanxue sat at the same table with him and was busy. After an hour, Zhuang Hanxue found that he didn't hear Qiu Zheyan's typing. When he turned around, he found that Qiu Zheyan had fallen asleep sitting there.

That handsome face was a little out of shape, and under the eyes was the thick cyanosis of staying up late.

The house was as quiet as a cemetery.

Obviously Xiaoqiu has worked very hard.

He also worked very hard.

But sometimes, hard work does not necessarily pay off.

Zhuang Hanxue suddenly felt that he couldn't stay in the house any longer.

He is addicted to smoking.

Zhuang Hanxue went downstairs and bought a pack of Baisha, the cheapest at 5 yuan, at a 24-hour convenience store. He squatted on the side of the road and smoked the whole pack of cigarettes, picked up the butts one by one, and put them in an empty cigarette case.

Zhuang Hanxue lowered his head.

I saw round wet water marks on the cement road.

It didn't rain.

It was tears that fell from his eyes.

Fuck, it's all because the cheap cheap cigarettes are too spicy.

Spicy and choking.

They all made him cry, his throat was so uncomfortable.

It was the first time in his life that he smoked such cheap cigarettes.

Zhuang Hanxue sniffed, and suddenly remembered what his elder brother said to him a few months ago: "It's impossible to be happy all the time... There will always be times when you will be unhappy. What are you going to do when the time comes?"

What did he say

Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. He is so stupid.

It was him who was so naive.

... It turns out that he also has such unhappy times.

You can only blame him for being so worthless.

Zhuang Hanxue took the cigarette case full of cigarette butts to the trash can and threw it away.

He stood by the trash can, took out his mobile phone, and dialed his mother's phone number: "Mom, it's me."

"... Well, I want to go home."

What you want, you have to pay the same price.