Chapter 471 Zhang Qingshan came to talk to me

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The short-haired girl said: "Then whether we are together or not is also your business. It has nothing to do with me."

"I..." I hesitated for a moment, then asked bravely: "I mean, if Xiaoye and I are destined to have no connection in this life, we will never be together, and there will be no relationship between you and me. It’s possible now, right?”

The short-haired woman laughed, and said in a joking tone: "Then you are quite greedy. Do you want both of them? If this were in ancient times, maybe we would both follow you, but now Well, it’s definitely not possible.”

I smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't say I want both. In fact, I...I don't think about it so much now. For me now, you and Xiaoye are both my friends. As for who I want to be with in the future, How can I do this? After all, this is something in the future and no one can say for sure."

The short-haired woman said: "You don't know what to choose. In fact, this is already a kind of harm to me and Xiaoye. Can you understand this?"

I nodded and said it was clear because I was not firm enough.

"Yes, but after I finish talking to you tonight, I hope you can be firmer and choose Xiaoye. She should like you more than me, and you also care about her more."

I originally wanted to ask the short-haired girl if she had really let go of me now, or was it because her relationship with Xiaoye had improved and she didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Xiaoye, so she took a step back, but after thinking about it, I could ask again. So what, even if it is the latter, she will definitely not say it, and even if she does, what choice can I make?

Now it seems that I can only let nature take its course and follow my heart.

Thinking of this, I smiled and said, "It's better not to think about these things now. Let's make money to help you pay off your debts."

"You..." The short-haired woman seemed to want to say something more, but in the end she didn't say anything. She just stood up and said, "Okay, I'll say what I've been holding in my heart for several days. It's much smoother now. I'm going back to sleep. You Go to bed early and wish you a good dream."

After the short-haired girl left, I didn't rush back. Instead, I sat here and smoked a cigarette. How did I feel after talking to her?

I can’t tell whether it feels lighter or heavier, but it’s a bit complicated anyway.

After lunch the next day, I planned to go to my mother’s dumpling restaurant to sit for a while. Xiaoye suddenly followed me from the hotel and said she wanted to go with me. On the way, she told me that a girl with short hair wanted to chat with her in the morning. Let’s chat.

"Is this what we're talking about between you and me?" I asked.

Xiaoye asked in surprise: "How did you know?"

I said that not only did I know, I also knew that she wanted to bring you and me together.

Xiaoye looked even more surprised, but she realized it immediately and smiled sheepishly: "She has talked to you, right?"

I said that when I came back from the foot of the mountain last night and was about to go to the room to rest, she asked me to go to the backyard to have a chat and said she hoped you and I could be together.

"Okay...she told me the same thing..." After saying this, Xiaoye's face turned a little red.

Maybe because she felt that her arrival made the short-haired girl make such a "concession", Xiaoye then asked me: "Tell me, is it because I came here to disturb you, that's why she is like this? Don't you feel happy?" They will hate me and feel that I shouldn’t..."

"What are you talking about?" I immediately interrupted her: "It has nothing to do with you. This is between me and Ranran. Now that you are here, I get along with her more naturally. I want to thank you. Besides, No, I didn’t say I wanted to be with her or anything, so you don’t have to think too much about it.”

"Well, I'm just afraid that you will hate me in your heart."

"Of course not."

"Then you now..."

Just as Xiaoye said this, a Hutou Ben suddenly stopped in front, and then the rear window rolled down, revealing Zhang Qingshan's somewhat unhappy face: "Chen Jianjun, I want to talk to you about something. You get in the car."

Zhang Qingshan suddenly wanted to talk to me about something. I was not surprised, because Liu Xuanxuan told me that Zhang Kang had some health problems and went to the provincial capital. Zhang Qingshan was trying to trouble me. In fact, the main reason was that something happened to Brother Da Chuang. , Zhang Qingshan has no worries.

I knew I couldn't refuse Zhang Qingshan, and I wanted to talk to him anyway, so I told Xiaoye at this time: "You go back to the hotel first, and I'll go talk to him first."

Xiaoye knew that Zhang Qingshan was an uninvited guest, so she asked me a little worriedly: "Is everything okay? Do you want me to tell Zhao Hu and the others?"

I said it was okay, and he must have just wanted to talk to me. It was okay. After that, I asked Xiaoye to go back, and I got into Zhang Qingshan's car.

After getting in the car, Zhang Qingshan didn't say where he wanted to take me. He just asked the driver to drive the car to a place with few people on the roadside. Then he asked the driver to get out of the car and wait outside, and he sat with me. In the car.

"Zhang Kang's health has deteriorated. Do you know this?" Zhang Qingshan asked.

Although I already knew about this, I pretended not to know and shook my head: "I don't know. How could it get worse? Didn't I recover well before?"

Zhang Qingshan snorted: "Who knows? Anyway, it suddenly worsened. He has gone to the provincial hospital for examination. I heard his father said that there might be a kidney problem, and he might need a kidney transplant. Follow-up need a lot of money."

"So you came to me with the intention of making me pay, right?"

Zhang Qingshan sneered and asked me: "Shouldn't you pay for it?"

"When you talked to me before, you said that the matter between my family and Zhang Kang has been settled. No matter what problems he has in the future, it will have nothing to do with our family. How come the situation has worsened now and it depends on us again? Yet?"

Zhang Qingshan didn't beat around the bush with me. He said very directly: "Why did we change our attitude before? Don't you have a clue in your mind? Brother Da Chuang is already in jail. Maybe one day he will be imprisoned." He's been sentenced to death, do you think I still need to be afraid of him? Do I still need to give him face?"

I smiled and said, "Then if you play like this, I have nothing to say to you. I just want to ask you now, what are you going to do if I don't continue to lose money?"

"It's very simple. I'll give you 50,000 yuan on one finger. If you're short of 50,000 yuan, I'll chop off a few of your fingers."

"Then how much do you and Zhang Kang want?" I asked.

"How many fingers do you have, I want fifty thousand."

"You mean half a million?"

"Yeah, half a million."

How should I put it? I am definitely not willing to give him the five hundred thousand, but now I have no good way. I can only stabilize him first. I said, "Let's do this. I will discuss it with my family when I go back and give it to him later." Can you answer it?"

Zhang Qingshan looked at me with some surprise: "I see what you mean, are you really considering giving this money? I thought you would refuse emotionally today and then say a lot of harsh words."

I said in a teasing tone: "Otherwise, you are going to chop off my fingers. Can I not give you money? After all, in our hometown, you are like a local emperor. How can I dare to provoke you?"

Zhang Qingshan did not speak, but lit up the cigarette and took a puff. Then he said in that strange tone: "Of course, giving me half a million is a solution. In addition, there is actually another solution. You might as well consider this."

"Another solution, what do you mean?" When I asked Zhang Qingshan, I didn't know why, but I had an ominous premonition.

Zhang Qingshan turned to look at me with a wicked smile on his face.