Chapter 203: Heart-to-heart

Zhang Haotian stopped the car far away and did not get close because he had seen a back, a slightly thin man carrying a cardboard box to the car, but he was obviously not as good as other colleagues. Others picked up three items at a time and handed them onto the car. The thin man was much more laborious in movement, especially when he handed the car to the car and swung his arm, he almost landed the cardboard box on the ground several times, and immediately caused a person behind who was ordering goods, like a boss, to curse.

Zhu Jing!

That's right, Zhang Haotian saw it very clearly that this thin man was Zhu Jing, who was wearing a white T-shirt with "Quantong Logistics" printed on it. He actually came here to work as a coolie.

When Zhang Haotian thought of Zhu Jing's hand holding the gun to hold these bulky goods, he sighed secretly, but he also knew that when a person was desperate and wanted to make a living, he had to do anything.

Zhang Haotian looked at him silently, lit a cigarette and started smoking, but did not rush to greet him.

About half an hour later, all the goods were finished, the car drove away, the boss closed the door, and the workers scattered.

Zhang Haotian's eyes naturally would not leave Zhu Jing. He seemed to be a little tired. He was walking slowly forward alone and did not notice Zhang Haotian sitting in the car twenty meters behind him.

Zhang Haotian got out of the car and closed the car door. He still followed Zhu Jing slowly. He wanted to see what state this failed shooting master is living now.

After walking through a street, I entered an alley. In the alley, there were some old-fashioned buildings, but many of them were no longer inhabited. And with a notice, it will be demolished and rebuilt in the near future.

Zhu Jing's figure soon disappeared under a building. Zhang Haotian hurriedly followed him, but saw that the building was dilapidated and had no one to live in.

When Zhang Haotian heard the sound of footsteps, he walked towards the second floor. As soon as he reached the staircase on the second floor, he saw Zhu Jing pushing open the innermost room on the right corridor, lowered his pace and followed in.

When he arrived at the room, the door was wide open. He stepped in and saw that it was an old house with one living room and two bedrooms. It was very wet, and the lime on the walls had almost fallen, but there were still some simple and dilapidated furniture in the room, which was obviously abandoned by the owner.

There was no one in the room. Zhang Haotian was wonderingly, and when he heard a sound from the outer room, he walked out and saw that the sound was coming from a door, and there was a pungent smell of coal smoke. He thought it was a kitchen, and Zhu Jing was cooking on a coal stove.

Zhang Haotian did not go in immediately, but turned to a bedroom, but saw a bed covered with bedding on it. The color was very new, so he should have bought it for a while.

Sitting on this bed, I saw the cheapest and cheapest white wine bottles everywhere in the house. I don’t know how many times Zhu Jing was drunk.

At this time, Zhang Haotian was thinking about how to arrange Zhu Jing's life. He needed a sharpshooter like Zhu Jing, but a sharpshooter does not mean that he is a powerful killer. Whether he is willing to take this path, or whether he has the conditions to take this path is still uncertain. However, the most important thing is to let Zhu Jing return to the track he should be and not sink anymore. Wang Xuebing actually still has great hope for him.

After pondering for a while, listening to the movement outside the house, Zhang Haotian walked out, but saw Zhu Jing sitting in the living room, facing the window, facing the window, with his back to him, sitting on a wooden box on the butt, and a large bowl of freshly cooked noodles was placed on a table with no feet and bricks. Next to the noodles, there was a bottle of opened white wine.

At this time, Zhu Jing first took two sips of white wine, and then ate the noodles with a "sigh".

At this moment, he heard a voice behind him and said, "Zhu Jing, you said you are my friend in Ye Tiantang. Why? My friend is here and I don't invite me if I have wine."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jing turned around and saw Zhang Haotian looking at him with a smile.

When Zhu Jing saw him, he was stunned for a while, but then turned his head again, took a sip of the wine calmly and said, "How could a person like you drink such wine?"

Zhang Haotian immediately laughed, walked over, took the bottle of wine from him, and didn't even wipe the bottle mouth. He looked up and took a big sip, saying, "When I was a child, I stole my dad's wine, but his wine was the cheapest bulk wine, which was worse than this one. Zhu Jing, you look down on me too much."

Zhu Jing stood up, took the bottle of wine from him, remained silent, and sat down and ate the noodles on his back.

Zhang Haotian had already seen Zhu Jing's current appearance at this time, but he saw his cheekbones rising, thinner than before. The beard on his lips had not been shaved for a long time, and he was haggard and unsightly, at least seven or eight years older than his actual age.

Feeling that Zhu Jing's eyes were completely afraid to look at him, and there was a strong sense of inferiority and self-deprecation. Zhang Haotian knew that he had not yet walked out of the shadow of failure. He sighed in his heart and smiled again: "Zhu Jing, if you want to drink, come with me and let's have a good time."

Zhu Jing did not answer, and after a while, he said: "Zhang Haotian, if you came for the alcohol debt I owe in Yetiantang, then please come to me again in a few years. I have only found a job now and I don't have much money to pay you back, but I owe that account. Without you, I will pay it back to you if I have the money."

Zhang Haotian immediately laughed and said, "Okay, I didn't expect you to recognize that account. He is still a man and did not disappoint me. However, I believe that Coach Wang will be very sad and disappointed when you see your job now."

When Zhu Jing heard him mention Wang Xuebing, his head was buried lower, and then he drank several large sips of wine in a row and said, "Whoever gives me any hope is too little."

Zhang Haotian smiled again and said, "Didn't you tell you just now? You won't let me down. I feel very strong. Zhu Jing, if you fail in one failure, it can only prove that you are a natural fool and idiot, and you don't even have the qualification to let me down."

Hearing Zhang Haotian's words, Zhu Jing stood up immediately, turned around and stared at him with a pair of drunken eyes, "What did you say?"

Zhang Haotian was actually deliberately urging him with words. When he saw that he had indeed reacted, he nodded slightly and said, "It's not bad. When you hear others scolding you, you still know that you are not convinced. It's hopeless. Of course, you are not a natural fool or idiot."

Zhu Jing gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Zhang Haotian, if you are here to come and joke, then you see it. Please leave now. I will say it again. I will definitely pay back the money I owe you. You can't lose her if you should get the money you deserve."

When Zhang Haotian heard this, he sighed and said, "Zhu Jing, do you like silk and silk?"

Zhu Jing did not answer directly, but said, "Juanjuan went to the nightclub to sit on the stage to accompany men because of her mother's illness. For a poor girl like her, you should give more money."

Zhang Haotian smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, there are some ladies who come to the nightclub for their parents or relatives. I have a woman who sits on the table for my sick father. However, this is the first time I have seen such a reason."

When Zhu Jing heard him say this, his face became even more angry and said, "You mean that the silk man is lying to me, fart, fart, this is impossible. When I went there, she had only started to sit on the stage for less than two days. She was still so pure and didn't understand those tricks of lying. Zhang Haotian, you can make fun of me, but you are not allowed to slander her."

Listening to Zhu Jing's words, Zhang Haotian did not laugh.

Yuan Huizhen talked about the origin of silk and silk. She used to be another famous lady in a nightclub, and she had been sitting in a meat platform for n years. However, these women knew very well about men's psychology. If they met veterans in the fun market, they would be very slutty and generous. When they met men who rarely went to nightclubs, they would pretend to be pure, which is the popular noun in the fun market. They said that they started to sit on the fun market because of the environment. Even in the past, they would inevitably be fooled, let alone Zhu Jing, who came out of the countryside and had been addicted to training.

He nodded and said, "Zhu Jing, who is Jijuan? I won't argue with you. Let's do this. Tonight, Jijuan goes to work. I will call her to the private room and ask her about her origin. If what she said was the same as what you said, I will sympathize with her and double her commission so that she can raise enough money to treat her mother earlier. What do you think?"

Zhu Jing was silent for a long time before looking at him half-believingly and said, "Really? Can you really double the commission for silk silk?"

Zhang Haotian nodded again and said, "Of course, it seems that I don't need to lie to you, and you will also know, in Juanjuan's heart, what is your status?"

It can be seen that Zhu Jing was very concerned about his position in Juanjuan's mind. After listening to Zhang Haotian's words, he immediately said: "Okay, I'll go, I want you to know that Juanjuan will not lie to me."

Zhang Haotian was completely expecting his current obsession and smiled: "Zhu Jing, did Juanjuan say he likes you? I hope you will tell the truth, because this is very important to Juanjuan's future."

Zhu Jing was silent for a while, and finally nodded and murmured: "Yes, she said she liked me, but for the sake of her mother's illness, she had to work hard to make money. I am a useless man, I can't help her anything or help her."

Speaking of this, he picked up the bottle again, looked up and took a sip, looking depressed.

Zhang Haotian knew very well that these ladies would not say anything to make the guests happy and could not stop. He said immediately: "You went to search for silk and silk for a while, but why didn't you go there later?"

Zhu Jing raised his head and looked at him and said, "Zhang Haotian, I want to thank you for this matter. I am not your friend, but you still have someone sign a contract for me. The money and silk can be collected for tens of thousands of yuan. I can do it for her, and I can only come here. Even if you don't come to me, I will come to you to save some money in a while. I don't have the ability to pay it back together, but I can pay some every year."

Zhang Haotian glanced at the environment around him again, nodded and said, "Yes, you always have a salary of 700 or 800 yuan a month for this job. If you save some money like you, you can save 300 or 400 yuan. You seem to be twenty-one years old now, 230,000 yuan. You may be able to pay it off when you are sixty years old, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to fall in love and get married."

Zhu Jing suddenly burst into laughter, shook his head and pointed at himself, "Is a person like me still worthy of a woman? Which blind woman will be with an alcoholic or a useless man."

Listening to Zhu Jing's words, Zhang Haotian smiled and said with a smile: "Let's do this, Zhu Jing, I am a rare person. If Juanjuan admits to falling in love with you today, I will not only waive the 230,000 yuan you owe, but also double the commission. I will cover all of her mother's illness."

Speaking of this, he said, "By the way, in order to make your lovers finally get married, I will give you another 500,000 yuan to let you do some small business. You are a useless man, but Jianjuan should be a capable woman. There is no problem in earning some living expenses. You can save her from the sea of ​​suffering."

Facing Zhang Haotian's favorable conditions, which can completely change the silk and his own destiny, Zhu Jing would not be moved. He stared at him and said, "Zhang Haotian, I am not your friend at all, and I am also a useless person. What benefits do you want to get after spending so much money?"

Zhang Haotian smiled slightly and said, "You and I are friends, it's hard to say now. I don't agree with you or not. As for the benefits, I didn't think much about it, just be happy in my heart, so you'd better cooperate and not let me change my mind."

Zhu Jing immediately said: "Okay, how do you want me to cooperate."

Zhang Haotian said: "If you prove tonight that everything Juanjuan said to you is true, it will be a good result. I like to see the scene of handsome men and beautiful women reunion the most. However, you are now unkempt, dirty and smelly. If you hug and be intimate with Juanjuan, it would be a bit abrupt. Now she is still two or three hours before she can go to work, so I think you'd better dress up and pay for the fee, how about it?"

Zhu Jing naturally didn't want his appearance to appear in front of the woman he liked, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Zhang Haotian, I owe you what I owe."

Zhang Haotian patted his shoulder and said, "If you do good things occasionally, you will be happy in your heart. You don't have to say anything you owe or not, just treat me to a meal."

Zhu Jing immediately said, "Okay, let's go out to eat."

Zhang Haotian shook his head, pointed to his bowl of noodles and said, "No need to be so troublesome. Just make me a bowl of this, but the wine will be spared. I'm not used to using noodles to drink."

Zhu Jing was stunned and said, "This is not delicious, and my seasonings are not complete."

Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "No, just add some salt. I haven't eaten this kind of noodles for a long time, so I'm still wondering."

Seeing that he insisted, Zhu Jing didn't say anything more, so he turned around and went to the kitchen. Not long after, he brought out a large bowl of noodles.

Zhang Haotian picked up the noodles and ate them with great gulp. When Zhu Jing saw him like this, his cold and inferior face gradually calmed down. He also picked up the noodles, but he did not drink anymore.

After finishing the noodles and put down the bowl, the two of them walked out. Zhang Haotian took Zhu Jing to his car and headed towards Shizhong District. He first went to the mall to buy him a fashionable set of clothes, and then returned to Yetian and took him to the bathing center.

Zhu Jingshu took a bath comfortably, changed into new clothes, and was led by a staff member to the hairdressing hall. There was a master-level hairdresser here. After receiving Zhang Haotian's special instructions, he naturally decorated Zhu Jing with great care.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the night paradise was brightly lit and guests had already begun to enter.

Zhu Jing had already dressed up at this time. He was wearing a blue brand T-shirt and gray-white jeans and a flat head. However, the hairstylist deliberately did not cut it too neatly. He put a few strands of his forehead, adding a bit of youthful dynamic. The beard on his lips was shaved cleanly and had a pretty face, but his figure was a little thin. He looked gentle and gentle, a bit like a college student who had just come out of school.
Chapter completed!