"Ah?" Chen Jianan opened his eyes wide, "All of them? I'm going to buy a motorcycle and change two pieces of furniture for my house."
Qiao Wen said with a smile: "Brother Nan, that's not how money is spent. You have to trust me and buy stocks with me. If you don't believe me, go to save money. Anyway, don't spend it carelessly."
Chen Jianan: "Of course I believe you."
Qiao Wen smiled: "Trust me, we can move into a new apartment with running water and gas after turning over a few feet."
When Chen Jianan heard this, he nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll go buy stocks later."
Qiao Wen smiled lightly, sat back and prepared to change clothes and go to the factory to report, thought for a while, and waved to Chen Jianan: "Brother Nan, come here!"
Chen Jianan came up to him: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Wen lifted the hem of his t-shirt, looked at the scar on his left abdomen, frowned and pressed it lightly with his hand.
Chen Jianan hissed.
"It still hurts?"
Chen Jianan: "It won't hurt if you don't touch it, but it will hurt a little if you touch it."
Qiao Wen put down the hem of his clothes: "You take a good rest for a few days, don't toss around. Although there is no muscle injury, it is also a gunshot wound, not sloppy."
"It's okay." Chen Jianan waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Then I'm going to the factory, and you can exchange money to buy stocks."
"You and I go upstairs to get things, we go out together."
The two of them left the city together, Chen Jianan sent Qiao Wen to the tram, and then he slowly hailed a rickshaw to go to the bank.
I haven't seen you for half a month. The Yueyue Factory was beaten by Lin Zihui, and everything is well organized. He is indeed a man with masculine characteristics. There is still a great improvement in courage, and it will be a matter of time to make some achievements.
I don't know what Qiaowen has experienced in the past half month, but I am very happy about her return. I chatted with him for a while, and then took me to see the new production line and several models. Finished samples.
They are all men's business suits, the style is not special, but the materials, workmanship and tailoring are very good.
One of them was about the same shape as Chen Jianan. Lin Zihui asked Qiao Wen to bring it back to Chen Jianan to see how it would look.
Qiao Wen thought that Chen Canaan's figure was indeed good enough to be a model for a try-on, so he brought this new suit home when he got off work.
It was still early when I got home, so I hung the suit on the bedside, imagining what Chen Jianan would look like in the suit, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt anticipation. Because it has been mentioned more than once in the narration that Chen Jianan is a well-known thug in a suit in the city.
When I first came to this world and saw Chen Jianan for the first time, it was actually quite satisfying, because it was too inconsistent with the villain I imagined. Not only is he unexpectedly handsome and handsome, but the nineteen-year-old Chen Jianan, although he has a bit of a low-level hoodlum, but overall he is a very decent and cheerful young man, so that even if the original Even under the influence of his own memory, he was completely unable to have any aversion to him, and almost immediately regarded him as the closest person in the world.
It was getting dark soon, and I washed up early and went to bed, staring at the suit hanging by the bed, and boredly watching Chen Jianan knock on the door or climb in through the window.
However, after nine o'clock, Grandma went into the back room to rest, and there was no report from Chen Jianan.
After thinking about it, I decided to go upstairs to find someone.
It was opened by Haozai, and the small house was quite lively. Except for Chen Canaan, all four of the five members of the two families were there, including Chen Canaan's father who was often on the fishing boat.
Seeing Qiao Wen, Father Chen greeted him with a smile: "Ah Wen!"
"Uncle Chen, when did you come back?"
Father Chen said: "I just came back this afternoon. Anan is not at home, why don't you sit down for a while?"
Qiao Wen said: "No, I just came up to see if Brother Nan is back. It's fine."
"Well, then you should go to bed early, and I will tell you when Anan comes back."
"Okay, you too."
Qiao Wen stepped back, pulled Hao Zai out by the way, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know where Brother Nan went?"
Haozai glanced furtively at the elders inside, stretched out his hand to pull his pants up, and said in a low voice: "I heard that I was called by Master Bao, and I don't know what to do, and I haven't come back yet. "
Qiao Wen frowned and nodded: "Hey, if you come back, tell me to come down and find me."
"Okay Brother Awen, go and rest, I will tell you when my brother comes back."
Qiao Wen went downstairs and returned to his bed, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.
Chen Jianan's trip to Vietnam was considered to be a great achievement, and he canceled the matter with Qin Yunfei, so naturally, Zhao Shanhai personally came forward to deal with it.
It's just that I always feel that it's not that simple.
I tossed and turned on the small wooden bed, worried, until the old clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock, and the familiar human-shaped big bat did not appear in the small window of my house.
At the same time, in the VIP room of the Lido, the leading dancer, Jia Bao, was sitting on the edge of the big bed, staring at the drunk and unknown man on the bed with great interest.
Jiabao knew Chen Jianan, and there was no dancer in Lido who didn't know him. After all, she was the most beautiful boy in Xingshe. Although she is a girl who is used to seeing stinky men, she still has fantasies about good-looking men, let alone a handsome guy who has never been a woman.
Zhao Ahsi also secretly confessed to her that Anan was a young chicken, and asked her to give him a good meal.
Jiabao looked at it for a while, smiled and leaned forward, stroking the collar of his shirt with his slender fingers painted with Dan Kou.
However, just when she touched the other party's neck, the person who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, then rolled violently, rolled over from the other side of the big bed, lying on the edge of the bed as if he was facing an enemy , looked around, and looked nervously again. Sitting on the bed, facing the smiling Garbo, he stammered: "This... where is this?"
Jia Bao showed a charming smile: "Brother Anang, you forgot, it was Lord Bao who asked me to take good care of you tonight."
After all, she propped her hands on the bed, twisted and crawled towards the bed like a beautiful snake, coupled with the exquisite makeup on her face, she looked like a seductress who could make men fascinated.
"Hold on!" Chen Jianan reached out his hand to stop her movement, then rubbed the sore forehead, and the chaotic memories returned to their place bit by bit.
Time back to the evening.
According to Qiao Wen's instructions, they went to the bank to exchange their money into Hong Kong paper, and then went to the stock exchange to exchange it into stocks. As soon as they returned home with priceless stock certificates, they were called by Zhao Shanhai's younger brother. Went to Zhenxing Wuguan.
Originally thinking that Qin Yunfei was Zhao Shanhai's half-adopted son after all, and even if he made up for his efforts with this trip to Vietnam, he would inevitably suffer a meal of flesh and blood, and he had already prepared for it.
This person has no other skills, but the ability to resist beatings is absolutely top-notch. Before going to revitalize the martial arts gym, he quietly put on a piece of armor on his chest.
It was only when the military officer arrived that he realized that all the bigwigs from Xingshe, except Qin Yunfei who was still recovering from his injuries, had gathered together.
This is a four or nine boy, except for the day when he joined the club, it was the first time he saw so many bosses around.
respectfully bowed to Zhao Shanhai, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair: "Lord Bao!"
Zhao Shanhai raised his eyelids and glanced at it meaningfully. He didn't speak, but only winked at Uncle Cao who was next to him.
Uncle Cao nodded in understanding, stretched out his hand to point to the position in front of the shrine, and said, "Chen Jianan, hurry up and kneel down."
Knowing that he was about to be punished, Chen Jianan obediently knelt down on the ground.
Uncle Cao sternly said: "Chen Jianan, you will commit the crime below and wound the red stick Qin Yunfei. According to the gang rules, you can sink into the sea if you are serious, and make three knives and six holes if you are light. But because of your great service in Vietnam this time, Leopard I'm going to let you off the hook, and I'll only fine you twenty sticks."
Chen Jianan: "Thank you, Lord Bao."
Uncle Cao nodded to the two boys next to him, and they stepped forward with sticks in their hands.
Although Chen Jianan was wearing armor, the armor could only block the blade and had little effect on the stick. The muscles all over the body are tense, and the energy of the dantian is in the air, but after all, it is a body of flesh and blood. Although it is often a physique of martial arts, which can guarantee that it will not be injured by the stick, it is inevitable that there will be a gap between the firm flesh and blood. pain.
After twenty sticks came down, he only felt a burning pain in his back, and he scolded Zhao Shanhai's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart-it can be seen that the word "loyalty" really has nothing to do with him.
After the stick punishment was over, Zhao Shanhai showed his trademark smile and said, "Ah Nan, you went to Vietnam to make up for your mistakes, and today you were punished according to the gang rules. Before that, you hurt Ah Fei's horse by eating rice and eating it." , Just write it off from now on, everyone is still a good brother. Master Leopard cherishes talents the most, since you have the ability to beat ten, and you are still above A Fei, let you go back and be a forty-nine boy, because of love and sincerity I can't justify it." He paused for a moment, cleared his throat, "From today on, you, Chen Jianan, are the fourth red stick in our Xingshe."
Chen Jianan raised his head in astonishment.
Zhao Shanhai looked at it with a smile, and said, "Why, Anan? Are you not happy to be a red stick?"
Chen Jianan came back to his senses, and quickly showed a grateful look: "Thank you, Lord Bao."
There is a set of upright rituals for awarding red sticks by associations.
Uncle Cao, who was standing by the square table in the shrine, held a wine bowl in one hand and a wooden stick tied with red silk in the other, and said sharply, "Chen Jianan, take orders!"
Chen Jianan turned around in a daze, stepped over the brazier next to him, knelt down in front of the altar again, took the wine bowl, cut his finger, dripped blood in the wine, held his head up and drank it all, and then took the red stick , and kowtowed three times to the statue of Guan Erye on the shrine.
The ceremony is done.
It means that he has jumped from Sijiuzi to become the new red stick of Xingshe.
Xingshe is a small society with less than a thousand members. The current red stick originally only had three members, and then Jiang Yufeng, the double-bonus red stick, means that from now on, there will be no higher rank than Several people.
Originally, Chen Jianan only wanted to settle the dispute with Qin Yunfei and save his life and his family's safety, but he didn't expect such a sudden turn, because the turn was so big that he didn't recover for a long time.
Only Zhao Shanhai said again: "A'nan, you are now a red stick, and you are responsible for the stability of the society. We Xingshe do not plan to have any grudges with Master Zhou. You can resolve the dispute between Master Zhou and Ah Fei. Don't trouble Ah Fei any more."
Chen Jianan: "Bai Bai, Lord Bao."
Jiang Yufeng came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Anan, congratulations."
Chen Jianan laughed helplessly, only to feel that the wooden stick in his hand, which symbolized the identity of the red stick, was extremely hot.
At the beginning, I joined Xingshe just to dawdle. I didn't want to really join the gangsters. After hiding for so long, I finally got to this point.
I don't know if my father will blow his head off if he finds out.
The club's appointment of a new red stick is naturally a celebration. Zhao Shanhai took everyone to a restaurant to have a big meal, and when it was dark, he led Chen Jianan to Lido to have fun.
Chen Jianan's capacity for alcohol was not bad at first, but after several drinks in a row, he couldn't resist the drunkenness. He didn't know how drunk he was until he finished a few dances.
Wake up again, it is now.
Looking at the coolly dressed beauty from the other bed, the snow-white waves almost made her dizzy, so she quickly closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead and said, "Garbo, right? Put your clothes on quickly."
Jia Bao never met, just lay down on his side, propped his cheek with one hand, showed a coquettish smile, and said, "Brother Anang, don't my clothes look good?"
She was wearing a rose red silk suspender nightdress with sexy lace on the chest. As the leading dancer in the Lido, Garbo is quite valuable, mostly as a supporting dancer, and rarely stays overnight, unless the price is high enough.
No one wants to be a dancer for the rest of their lives. If they can keep up with the bosses of Xingshe, life will be much easier in the future, let alone a young and handsome guy like Chen Jianan.
Tonight can be regarded as a good opportunity.
However, Chen Jianan was beaten with 20 sticks and drank an unknown number of glasses of white wine and foreign wine. At this time, his head hurts and his body hurts too. How could he understand the charm of the top dancer.
Holding his head with both hands, he tapped it forcefully, frowned and said bitterly: "I don't know if it looks good or not, but your collar is too low, I feel dizzy looking at it."
Jia Bao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and trembled, thinking it was a man's way of flirting, and crawled forward again, when he was about to get close to Chen Jianan, the other party backed away again and again, yelling: "You leave me Stay away, I'm really dizzy."
After all, Jia Bao is a person in Fengyue, and now he can see that the other party is really not flirting with him, but really has no interest in his charm.
She sat up a little and said with a smile: "Brother Anang, I heard that you are still a chicken, don't worry, I will definitely make you want to die tonight."
Chen Jianan rubbed his aching back and said angrily, "Who said I'm a chicken!"
Jia Bao said: "The fourth brother said."
"Bah! Fourth brother is spreading rumors."
Jiabao was amused by the video: "It's not better, we can play whatever we want."
Chen Jianan interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Let's talk about it later, my whole body hurts now, and I can't do anything, so what should you do?"
"Well, if I go out now, people will know that we haven't done anything. Not only will I have no place to put my face as the top card, but you, Brother Anang, may also be suspected by others."
"Who says I'm wrong?" Chen Jianan was furious.
Jia Bao laughed: "Then prove it to everyone!"
Chen Jianan bumped his head and lowered his voice: "... But I really don't feel good tonight."
Jiabao saw that it was really uncomfortable, so he didn't force it, so he gave up the big bed and said, "Brother Anang, I won't bother you anymore, just lie down and rest."
Chen Jianan climbed onto the bed and lay on his stomach, raised his eyelids and looked at the woman sitting beside him, thought for a while, and said, "Jiabao, you look pretty, but I'm so hurt all over and I don't think so."
Although I have never thought about women before, it doesn't mean that I don't have the ability to distinguish between beauty and ugliness. From 's point of view, Garbo is indeed very beautiful, and any normal man should not be able to escape her charm. It's just that I may be really abnormal, and I don't reject women, but I never seem to have any impulse towards women.
Jia Bao giggled and said, "If men were like Brother Anang, my life would be much easier."
In fact, she was still a little reconciled, and tried to show her charm again, but the man on the bed quickly lay on the pillow and fell into a dark sleep.
The next morning, Qiao Wen was half asleep when he was suddenly awakened by the noisy quarrel upstairs. When I opened my eyes, I found that the sky seemed to have just dawned, and it turned out to be only early six o'clock.
The noise upstairs couldn't be more real, it could be said that he wasn't dreaming just now. Sitting up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, the grandma, who was already in bed and preparing breakfast, came in and sighed, "Oh, Ah Wen, are you awake? This early in the morning, Anan's father was beating Anan again. gone."
Qiao Wen thought for a while, got out of bed and slipped on his slippers and said, "Grandma, I'll go upstairs and have a look."
Grandma hummed: "Anan is such an old child, how can a father beat him at will. You go up and persuade Uncle Chen not to be cruel to Anan."
Qiao Wen nodded: "I don't understand."
Take three steps and take two steps to go upstairs. The door of the Chen family's room is open, and there is indeed a mess inside. Furious, Chen's father was holding a feather duster and lashing at his son on the ground.
Chen Jianan is such a big man, at this moment he hugged his head and curled up into a ball, like a rolling mole, while avoiding his father's whip, while crying ghosts and wolves in pain.
It is said to be dodging, but in fact it is just an action. After all, with his skill, if he really wanted to dodge, it would be impossible for the feather duster in Father Chen's hand to fall on him.
But at this time, the crackling sound was painful just to hear it.
Hao Zai's parents are trying to persuade him, but Chen's father is like a stubborn donkey, the more he persuades, the harder he is. Seeing Qiao Wen coming in, Hao Zai hurriedly ran to his side, pulled his hand and said in a low voice: "It's over, my uncle is really angry today."
Qiao Wen asked, "What's going on?"
Hao Zidao cupped his mouth and said: "You don't know yet, do you? Last night my brother was called by Lord Leopard. He was promoted to be a red stick in the Xing Club. Besides, my brother was still in Lido, following the top dancer Jia Bao spent the night. My uncle knew this, and he was going to die of anger!"
Qiao Wen looked at Father Chen, his weather-stained face was indeed flushed, even his eyes were red, and he looked extremely angry.
"You son of a bitch, you've grown up! You've already become a red stick, so do you want to be a gang leader in the future?"
"Dad! I was wrong!" Chen Jianan held his head and shouted, "I don't want to do this either!"
Father Chen slammed a feather duster on his back, gasped and said, "If you didn't read what you were told to study hard, you didn't want to learn the crafts, so you insisted on going to the club, saying It is so that everyone will not be bullied, so I will obey you. So your purpose is to become a big boss. I think I might as well kill you, so as not to let you go out and harm others!" You have to roar with grief, "Tell me how I treated your old lady who died early!"
Father Chen's voice was raised and lowered to the point of crying. It can be seen that what this hapless son did made him heartbroken, and the strength in his hands was naturally not that small.
Although the chances of killing a guy with a feather duster are very small, Qiao Wen watched Chen Jianan gasp in pain, his forehead and cheeks were dripping with cold sweat, and when he lay on the ground with his head in his arms, his back was lifted under the clothes , and a patch of redness.
This obviously wasn't just typed out by Chen's father, probably because he was punished by Zhao Shanhai last night.
Originally, when a father beat his son, as long as he didn't hit too much, he didn't intend to step forward to stop him, but when he saw the injury on Chen Jianan's body, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried forward to block him. : "Don't hit Uncle Chen, brother Nan is still injured, be careful, you really hurt him."
Of course, Father Chen didn't really want to beat his only son to death. He was just out of anger, and the more his family blocked him, the more angry he became. Now that Qiao Wen came down, he finally regained his composure, and stopped on the slope. Carrying a feather duster, Chen Jianan pointed tremblingly at the moaning on the ground, and said through gritted teeth, "If you were half as obedient and sensible as Ah Wen, I wouldn't be so mad at you."
Qiao Wen held Father Chen's hand down, and said softly, "Uncle Chen, calm down, I'll take Brother Nan downstairs to apply some medicine."
Father Chen also knew that his son had been punished by Zhao Shanhai, so how could he really not feel bad at all, but he waved his hands with disgust on his face: "Hurry up and take me with you, don't get in my eyes here."
Qiao Wen hurriedly helped Chen Jianan, and slipped away as if oiling the soles of his feet.
Downstairs at home, the industrious Grandma Qiao had already prepared breakfast and went to the stall.
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Chen Jianan sat down on the cloth sofa, feeling pain in every part of his body, hugged Qiao Wen's arm and moaned, "Little Qiao, I'm dying of pain."
I don't know if it's my own illusion, but Qiao Wenjue seems to be more and more fond of acting like a baby to me. Could it be that his subconscious mind can feel that he is actually much older than him, and he can be a big brother.
Withdrawing his arm, he said: "I'll bring in breakfast, you smell of alcohol, eat something before we talk."
Grandma cooks wontons. Chen Jianan probably will be rescued by Qiao Wen and go downstairs at dawn. He has finished two bowls and put them on the narrow stove. They are still steaming and fragrant. Qiao Wen took some shrimp skins and put them in, and went back to the house with two bowls, and put them on the coffee table.
Chen Jianan was in pain and was on the verge of death, but when he smelled the aroma, his whole body came alive again: "It's been a long time since I ate wontons cooked by grandma, I really miss it."
Qiao Wen chuckled: "Eat quickly, lie down and rest after eating."
Chen Jianan was indeed hungry, a bowl of steaming wontons, and within two minutes, he could even drink up the soup. Most of the hangover pain faded away, but the wounds on his body still hurt badly. After rubbing his stomach, he ate for a while, and Qiao Wen slowly moved from the time when he finished eating to clean up the dishes to the place he was familiar with. I fell down heavily on the small bed, wishing to sleep in the dark and throw my troubles to the Pacific Ocean.
It's just that the stick on my back last night and my dad's feather duster this morning are burning and hurting.
After Qiao Wen packed up and went into the room, he saw her lying on her pillow and groaning, so she went over and opened her clothes, it was really red and swollen.
"I'll give you some medicine."
Chen Jianan turned his head and said, "Little Qiao, why don't you ask my dad why he beat me?"
Qiao Wen came over with the medicinal wine, sat down next to him, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it because you became a popular stick in the Xingshe Society? Hao Zai just told me."
"You know?" Chen Jianan was surprised, "Then why didn't you react? My dad is almost dying of anger."
Qiao Wen poured the medicinal wine on the red and swollen part of his back, rubbed his palms away, and in the voice of howling and screaming in pain, he wrote lightly: "You have made meritorious service in Vietnam this time, Lord Bao's 20 Thousands of dollars are safely in the pocket, and I already know that you are so good at fighting, how can I let you go back and continue to be a four or nine boy."
Chen Jianan gasped and said: "I thought after all, Brother Fei was injured by me, so he is still considered half of Lord Bao's son. For Brother Fei's face, Lord Bao would not promote me to be a red stick so quickly. .”
Qiao Wen twitched the corners of his mouth contemptuously: "The boss only cares about profit. If you can work for me, of course I will win you over. What's more, Qin Yunfei injured his leg and it won't heal for a while. I guess Lord Bao is counting on you to work instead of Qin Yunfei."
Chen Jianan snorted: "Brother Fei is doing dirty work, so I won't do it." Qiao Wen got a little stronger in his hands, but gasped again, "Take it easy! "
Qiao Wen said: "When you chose to join the Xingshe, you got on someone else's boat. You can't do this by yourself. You have no money, no power, and few people, and you have family members. You can't do it yourself. Let's do it against each other, let's fool around for the time being, and we will slowly figure out a way."
Chen Jianan lay back on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Little Qiao, I know you don't like me being in the club, don't worry, I won't do anything that hurts the world."
Qiao Wen smiled: "Of course I believe you." After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "By the way, Hao Zai said that you spent the night with the top dancer in the Lido last night, didn't you? real?"