When Song Wenbin ended his quarantine and walked out of the hotel, he immediately saw the old model A6 parked at the door. This suddenly made him feel that the air around him became friendly. He went abroad for five or six days and was quarantined for half a month. He was almost suffering from internal injuries.
Opening A6, he saw Ma Qiang's familiar and kind face again.
"You don't have Ebola."
Seeing Song Wenbin, Ma Qiang immediately asked.
"Yes, there is also AIDS." Song Wenbin said.
"Then get out." Ma Qiang said.
"It's okay, I'm not interested in your butt." Song Wenbin said, got into the car and fastened his seat belt.
However, Ma Qiang was chattering at the door, craning his neck and staring at the quarantine hotel. Song Wenbin said unhappily, "Let's go, I'm looking at the yarn."
"Didn't those two girls come out with you?"
"Come on, I specifically asked you to come here early because I don't want to hang out with them." Song Wenbin said. He was already unbearably isolated. As for when Su Tina and Huo Yu left, he didn't care. After experiencing the rough African life and the fast-food box lunches in quarantine hotels, he couldn't wait to taste the taste of normal food.
"Okay." Ma Qiang said reluctantly, and suddenly he asked: "How was the sale of your car? Did you get 100,000 yuan?"
"What the hell." Song Wenbin said, "She bought a Harvard H6 because of that white-haired guy, and she made more than 10,000 yuan from selling it."
Ma Qiang was stunned, "Is it so profitable to sell cars in Africa?"
"Yes, you go and sell it." Song Wenbin urged impatiently: "Let's go."
"Then you did something wrong this time. You didn't make any money and you didn't get any girls." Ma Qiang said angrily, "And you got AIDS."
"It's almost done. Can you hope I can do better?"
As he said this, he took out the latest Huawei Matax2 from his pocket and placed it in front of Ma Qiang, saying, "At least I messed up with this, I'll use it as mental compensation."
When Ma Qiang saw it, his eyes immediately went straight.
"Damn it! You changed your mobile phone. How much does this cost?"
"I don't know. I saw the online price is more than 20,000 yuan." Song Wenbin said and complained: "When I bought it, I found that it is not that easy to use. I feel that the folding screen is too flashy."
"It doesn't matter if he is exaggerated, as long as he can show off," Ma Qiang said.
"That's right." Song Wenbin said, but in his heart he wanted to sell the mobile phone compensated by Seal and replace it with a normal one.
The car started and drove all the way to City H. Song Wenbin told Ma Qiang about his experiences in Africa. Ma Qiang listened with great interest, but after entering Urban H, Ma Qiang made a turn and drove in the direction outside Song Wenbin's house.
Song Wenbin was shocked and said, "Why don't you take me back?"
"Go back? Go back to your rental house."
Ma Qiang rolled his eyes: "You think your landlord is just a jobber. She has already thrown out your luggage after you have been away for so long. You didn't answer your phone call. Fortunately, I was in the store and took it back for you." . No, I called your parents and took all your bedding back."
Song Wenbin shuddered. He lost his mobile phone in Africa. After returning to China, although Seal Company compensated him with a new mobile phone, he got it near the end of the quarantine. He knew nothing about these things.
"No, no!"
Song Wenbin said loudly: "I won't go back!"
"Where can I stay if I don't go back? Stay in my store."
Ma Qiang said: "Now is no longer our childhood. This is not a long-term solution."
Song Wenbin was silent.
Seeing his appearance, Ma Qiang couldn't help but hesitated for a long time and said: "When your mother came to my store that day, I saw that she was unhappy..."
"Not happy and then what?"
"Then you told her where you were going."
Ma Qiang whispered.
Song Wenbin's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help asking in a trembling voice: "Did you tell her that I went to Africa?"
Ma Qiang acquiesces.
Song Wenbin was furious, "Are you stupid? How big of a man do you tell anyone about everything!"
Ma Qiang was also angry: "How can I keep your mother a secret? She doesn't care about anything when she gets angry! Do I still want to do business!?"
"Holy shit! Holy shit!"
Song Wenbin held his forehead, and any good mood he had after being quarantined was gone.
While he was talking, the vehicle was gradually approaching the H City Cultural and Sports Center, and Ma Qiang put Song Wenbin at the intersection. Song Wenbin was still unhappy and said gloomily: "Take me to dinner tonight."
Ma Qiang sighed and said: "If you hit me with a knife in the head, you will get a knife in the head. Go ahead and don't worry me."
After saying that, A6 left.
Song Wenbin was a little irritable, stomping his feet and walking slowly home. When he reached the door, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
The door opened impatiently, revealing a tall, thin woman with gray hair. This was Song Wenbin's mother, Li Yue.
When she saw Song Wenbin, she looked happy, but then her joy was swallowed up by anger.
"You still know how to come back! Where did you go! Why didn't you answer my call!? Why turned off the phone!?" Mother Li Yue stood at the door and said loudly: "How long has it been!?"
Song Wenbin frowned, "Don't bury me as soon as you come back, okay?"
After saying that, he went home.
However, he was pushed out by Li Yue, who pointed at Song Wenbin's chest angrily: "You are so capable, and fooling around in China can't satisfy you anymore!? You went to Africa to fool around! Ah!!? Such a big thing? , did you tell me?”
Song Wenbin was helpless and said, "What if I tell you, but what if I don't tell you? Anyway, you won't agree to anything I tell you."
"Then you also need to ask for permission!"
Li Yue said: "How can there be a kid like you, running to Africa without saying a word!? Is that a place where people go? What if something happens, do you still want this home?"
Li Yue looked excited and his eyes were red.
Song Wenbin's head hurt from the shock, and he could only raise his hands to calm the situation: "Okay, okay, stop talking, stop talking, and let my dad come out."
"Let me tell you! Do you think your father can protect you? If I tell you this, even if your grandfather is alive, he can't protect you! If you don't speak clearly today, don't come in."
Seeing that his mother was really overbearing, Song Wenbin got angry and said, "Then you give me back the bedding and I'll go out to live, that's all."
Li Yue was irritated and angrily opened the door, put on jingling shoes and stepped home, kicking the dog food bowls on the road.
"Separate the family! If the family separates, you should marry a wife and come back!!"
Song Wenbin was so annoyed that he shouted when he entered the door: "Dad! Dad!"
Song Wenbin's father, Song Siping, slowly came down from the stairs, his hands behind his back, staring at him with droopy eyes, obviously not happy either.
"Where do I put my things?" Song Wenbin asked.
"Put it in your room upstairs." Dad Song said.
Song Wenbin went upstairs to get it, but Song Siping said: "Don't worry, you sit down first."
Song Wenbin thought for a while and chose to sit down.
"I called your company. Didn't you lose your job?" Song Siping slowly leaned on the sofa, lit a cigarette and said, "You are still going out now, where are you staying?"
Song Wenbin said: "I recently found a new job and rented a house."
"What kind of job? Going to Africa?" Song Siping asked.
Song Wenbin looked at his sulking mother sitting aside, thinking that if his family reacted so violently, if he said this, he would probably lose the job he had just found.
Song Wenbin was born to hate studying. His family objected if he couldn't continue in high school. His family objected to doing odd jobs, doing outdoor live broadcasts, and driving a car with Ma Qiang.
Almost every day he was at home, her mother never stopped scolding him. Even if he reaches one million fans during his live broadcast, his mother doesn't care much about his work. In the eyes of Song Wenbin's parents, the only way out is to study and take the public examination, while the employees of state-owned enterprises are the middle way out, and the business is the last way out. In the eyes of their parents, the things Song Wenbin did are completely deviant, and they are self-defeating. People on the margins of mainstream society.
"I only went once. I won't go next time."
Song Wenbin said: "It's for seals."
Song Wenbin thought that removing the name Seal would make his parents feel better. After all, it was a super company, and it also showed that he was not doing marginal work, but it was still a mid-level job in their eyes.
However, it was different this time. When he heard the word "seal", Song Siping's expression not only didn't get better but got worse. He took a deep breath of cigarette, exhaled the smoke and said: "You were doing the live broadcast job before, and I didn't stop you. I thought about yourself." After suffering, you will come back, haven't you suffered enough now?"
"This time I'm not the anchor, and there's nothing hard to do."
Song Wenbin waved his hands impatiently, but he was thinking about when Seal would unblock him so that he could return to his old career.
"No matter which company you work for, whether it is a state-owned enterprise or a private company, it is always impossible to go abroad. It is no better than before. The situation outside is unstable and the epidemic is raging. Do you know that your mother knows that you are outside these days? , I couldn’t sleep well for several nights because of my worries. I didn’t answer your calls, so I finally called the embassy. Do you know what the embassy said?”
Song Wenbin's heart suddenly dropped.
"Say you were kidnapped abroad, let us be mentally prepared." Song Siping said seriously.
Mother Li Yue sat at the dining table and burst into tears when she heard this. While crying, she cursed and said: "What's the use of telling him? Just let him die outside. Just pretend that I didn't give birth to this person."
Song Wenbin felt that he was in the wrong and leaned on the sofa speechless for a long time.
Song Siping smoked a cigarette and looked at Song Wenbin with helplessness and regret on his face: "Look at you, what have you done?"
Li Yue cried for a while and became more and more angry as she thought about it. She pointed at Song Wenbin and said: "I asked you to study hard but you didn't study hard and just hung out with your friends. Look at the people around you. Those who sell used cars and open supermarkets." Yes, you are working in small loans. If you look at the other children in the community, which one is not more stable than you!? If you could study a little, get some diplomas, and become a civil servant, would this be the case now?"
Song Wenbin became anxious and said loudly: "Civil servant, civil servant, you two are not civil servants. Why did I take the civil servant exam and reincarnate here! I don't like studying and sitting in an office, so you still have to force me, can you do it!?" Song Wenbin He said loudly: "I am already twenty-five years old, how can you control me!?"
boom!
Song Siping slapped the coffee table.
"I don't care about you!? I don't care if you go to heaven!?"
He said loudly: "If you want us to ignore you, you can start a family by yourself. Once you have a family, no one will care about you!"
Song Wenbin clenched his fists, unable to refute for a while.
Although everything he spoke was in Chinese, he felt hopeless for a moment that he didn't speak the same language as his parents. It didn't make sense at all.
"Stop doing this job." Song Siping said, "I don't care what you did in Africa. Just be honest with me these days."
"My resignation now is a breach of contract and will result in huge liquidated damages."
Song Wenbin said firmly.
"Hmph, you really take yourself seriously, and you have no reputation. Even if I sue you, what will you get? Listen to me, quit as soon as possible, they won't do anything to you. Even if they did, I can't help Do you want to compensate?"
Song Wenbin took a deep breath, not knowing how to reply.
Seeing Song Wenbin acting like this, his mother Li Yue already knew what her stubborn son might be planning. So her attitude softened, she walked to Song Wenbin, touched her hand and said:
"Wenbin, you are getting older, and your dad is getting older too. Look at my hair, which is half gray. What will happen to this family if you are short and healthy? Listen to mom, it's easy to find a job, don't risk your life. Just kidding, okay?”
If this was the first time Song Wenbin heard such words, he might still be moved, but he had been with his mother for more than 20 years and was already familiar with her routines. If she wants her to do something and she doesn't agree, it will definitely be followed by an angry scolding. If the angry scolding is useless, the mother will pretend to be pitiful and try to persuade her. If pretending to be pitiful is useless, she will cry. No, it's useless to shed tears, all I can do is kneel down and beg.
Song Wenbin couldn't stand his mother's temper, so he left home early to rent a house. If housing prices hadn't remained high, he would have bought a house long ago. Unfortunately, the house is not something he can afford alone.
"So, what do you want me to do? Resign and wait to die?" Song Wenbin asked numbly and calmly.
Li Yue suddenly smiled, took his hand and said: "Of course not, you are fine during this time, I will help you find a girl, she is the daughter of Uncle Liu's family, Uncle Liu has been running a shop for more than ten years, and with Your father also has a lot of cooperation..."
"You want me to resign and you want me to get married. It's so beautiful."
Song Wenbin couldn't help but said bitterly: "Will you help me raise my child?"
Mother Song's eyes turned red again.
At this time, Song Siping saw his son lowering his head and knew not to push too hard, so he waved his hand and said: "There is no rush now, after all, he is only twenty-five, so let's do it. You can leave the work there and come back to help me do something." Well, I’m getting older and can’t do many things. Although the work at home isn’t much new, it won’t be a problem for you to have enough food and clothing to live a well-off life.”
Song Wenbin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a long time.
He resigned just after filming the first episode, so Seal would never unblock his account. At least the account must be unblocked before I can resign.
"Can't you wait for a while?"
Facing his father's request, Song Wenbin said in an angry voice.
Seeing that Song Wenbin was still insisting, Li Yue cried again. She said desperately: "Son... I really can't do that... I'm begging you..."
As she said this, she actually wanted to kneel down.
Song Wenbin was extremely angry and nauseated, but he didn't know how to show it. He just felt like he was being put on a fire, and every pore in his body was burning. Under this invisible pressure, he stood up and waved his hands continuously, saying loudly: "I resign, I resign, it's up to you, just be satisfied!"
After saying that, he rushed upstairs and got into his room without looking back. After entering the room, he buried his head under the quilt and clasped the pillow tightly. His whole body felt weak for a moment, and he only felt that there were ropes everywhere, binding him so tightly that he could not move.
His mother's behavior seemed almost unbelievable to him, but it wasn't the first time he had experienced something like this. When he was in high school, his mother knelt down and begged him to study hard because of his poor grades. However, Song Wenbin was really not that good at studying. No matter how hard he tried, he was always at the bottom. In the end, he couldn't face his grades or his parents, so he ran away from home, dropped out of school, and went to work part-time.
And similar scenes happened again and again.
But he didn't have any way to deal with it.
He lay there all night without going downstairs to eat the food cooked by his mother. Song Wenbin took out his cell phone in the dark room and hesitated for a long time. Clicked on the director's WeChat avatar.
After typing and typing and typing and deleting multiple times, he finally sent a message.
"Director, I'm resigning. I'm so sorry."
I got a reply from the director just after I sent the text.
"What's wrong? Why don't you do it anymore?"
"My family doesn't allow it."
Song Wenbin said.
The director was silent for a moment, and then he said: "You have to think about it, this is a very rare opportunity. I really think you are very suitable for this show."
Song Wenbin entered and deleted again and again, but in the end he only sent two words: "Sorry."
After sending it, he exited the group chat, threw the phone away, and stopped looking at it.
However, the phone vibrated again.
Song Wenbin picked up his phone and looked at it. The person who replied to him was not the director. But there is news about new friends.
When he clicked on it, it turned out that a girl with a white avatar applied to add him as a friend, followed by an angry expression and a sentence, "Why don't you agree!?"
Song Wenbin was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Su Tina would take it seriously when she casually treated Huo Yu on the beach. But now that he had to resign, he felt that there was no need to add this unexpected colleague.
He thought about it and neither agreed nor refused. He just deleted the little red dot to save himself from being upset.
Then he pulled down WeChat and began to slowly delete the women he had met by chance in his previous live broadcast career. A total of eight or nine hundred items were deleted, and Song Wenbin was almost unconscious before deleting from A to Z.
