Yu Hong sat on the bed and said nothing.
Sun Qianchao shook his head repeatedly.
Xiao Guoqing was so angry that he picked up the cotton hat on the coffee table and threw it away.
But all this seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Yue, so he looked coldly at the scene unfolding in front of him.
In the TV series, Wu Qian saw Qiao Chunyan move into a second bedroom and a living room, and felt unbalanced. She was irritated when she thought about the situation in her own home.
What about here?
Not here.
Qiao Chunyan is now the deputy director of the District Women's Federation. She can't match her in the unit's housing allocation, but what about Yu Hong and Sun Qianchao? Why couldn't their family live in another house? Uncle Ding built a two-story building for them. He didn't ask for much money and it wasn't a big living pressure for a month. .
In addition, Qiao Chunyan's two sisters have lived in Zheng Juan's house in Taiping Hutong for more than two years and have not received any rent.
They were also young. Why did Zhou Bingkun help them but not Xiao Guoqing?
Lin Yue saw through her little thoughts.
He was quite speechless when it came to this kind of thing, and the people did not suffer from the imbalance of the population. But Wu Qian was this kind of person.
Look at these friends around Zhou Bingkun.
Zheng Juan's house in Taiping Hutong was initially occupied by Qiao Chunyan's two sisters, and later by Sun Qunchao and Yu Hong. At the end of the TV series, it was transferred to Yu Hong's name, and was mixed into a house during the demolition.
The Zhou family moved away in 1984, and Xiao Guoqing and Wu Qian moved into the Zhou family's old house.
This old guy not only contributes the most to his family, but also contributes a lot to the friends around him.
Bang bang bang~
He clapped his hands.
Everyone stopped and looked at him.
"Are you done with the trouble? Just listen to what I have to say."
Lin Yue picked up the cigarette case on the dining table, took out a cigarette, lit it, held it in his mouth and took a puff: "Do you still remember the bet we made?"
Several people were stunned for a while before they reacted.
Sun Qianchao said: "The one who takes the college entrance examination?"
It was the third year of junior high school, and they had dinner together. The college entrance examination had not yet resumed. Lu Chuan, because his uncle was a martyr, got a place to go to university. After going to Beijing, he wrote a letter to them, but he didn't read it. After a few words, Chunyan was offended. After Zhou Bingkun said that if the college entrance examination was resumed, he could also be admitted to university. Several people laughed at him because he fell into the scale and didn't know how much he weighed.
As they talked, they made a bet, saying that as long as he was admitted to college, each of them would promise him something. As a result... I didn't expect that he would actually be admitted to college.
However, he never mentioned the matter again since then, and everyone just dismissed it as a drunken joke. Unexpectedly, the old matter was brought up again today, and several people were inevitably confused.
Lin Yue nodded: "Yes, it's the bet for college entrance examination."
Cao Debao's mind was racing: "This can't be counted, you haven't finished it yet."
Qiao Chunyan gave him a fierce look, which meant that he would not open or pick up the other pot.
Her man felt aggrieved because they had different concerns. What if Zhou Bingkun said he wanted to borrow their house for a few days? To move or not to move? If they don’t move, then the gambling products are bad. If they move, where will they live?
Well, this is very Cao Debao.
Yes, before I had nothing and was extremely poor, so why did I have to worry about betting? Now that I have a family and a job, I naturally have less worries.
Lin Yue said: "What we talked about at that time was to get into college, not to finish college. Cao Debao, let me ask you, did I pass the exam?"
The man opposite, who was as red as a monkey's ass, stopped talking.
Sun chased Superman sincerely, and felt that Zhou Bingkun was kind to their family. When it came to this matter, he naturally had to take the right side.
"I passed the exam, Kun'er, tell me, what do you want us to do?"
Lin Yue said: "It's actually very simple. From now on, no matter if I do well or not, don't take my ideas, let alone use your brain. If I find out who is plotting against me, not only will I not be my friend, I will also Make him pay."
These words were a bit harsh, more of a warning than a request.
Wu Qian was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her face changed several times. She turned her head and said in a sly voice: "I don't want to go to a good university because I dropped out because of a fight. You still have the nerve to say such things. You must be able to get away with it." Okay, I'll write the character Wu backwards."
Xiao Guoqing said angrily: "Wu Qian, are you done yet?"
As a man, of course he couldn't understand a woman's thoughts. He just felt that Zhou Bingkun's life was miserable enough. He lost his college diploma and didn't make it in the south. He even bought a house in Taiping Hutong for the Xiong family. It is said that Zhou Zhigang also has great opinions on Zheng Juan. Now that Wu Qian is saying this, isn't it like rubbing salt into her wounds?
As soon as he finished speaking, before Wu Qian could reply, Cao Debao, who was still sixty-seven percent drunk, muttered in a low voice: "If you want others to have your ideas, you have to have something for them to do."
Speaking of which, he was also stung by the above sentence.
Look at Sun Qianchao, he immediately expressed his support after hearing Zhou Bingkun's request. What about him? He was the one who wanted not to admit his fault, but Zhou Bingkun's request was to warn everyone not to make their own decisions. There was no real content, so this was done to him. To paraphrase Mrs. Qu, this is called judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. .
Just like what he was thinking when he quarreled with Qiao Chunyan in the old house of Qiao's family, who doesn't know that Qiao Chunyan chased Zhou Bingkun before but failed to pursue her, and later forced him to marry her by framing her. In the first year, she still looked like a woman. But the following year was not as good as the previous one, and he was picky and picky. After Zhou Bingkun was admitted to Tsinghua University, he became even more enthusiastic. Whenever we had a quarrel, he would say why don't you learn from Brother Gan. After that, Zhou Bingkun was dropped out of Tsinghua University. , I didn’t look like a good person even when I went to the south, why don’t you want him to take pleasure in his misfortune?
Gu Youqiao Chunyan slapped the table: "Cao Debao! After drinking two ounces of cat urine, you don't know your last name? If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
In front of so many people, he couldn't get off stage.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"You are right." Lin Yue said, "I am quite poor and owe a lot of money outside."
When Sun Ganchao heard that he owed money to others, he thought that he had advanced the money to build his house. He felt a little embarrassed. He thought he still had some money at hand, so he wanted to use it to help him tide over the difficulties.
"How much is owed?"
Lin Yue touched his chin and thought for a while: "I owe the bank several million."
Qiao Chunyan knocked a pair of chopsticks to the ground.
Sun Ganchao shook off a piece of ash from the cigarette in his hand and burned a hole in his pants.
Yu Hong's eyes widened, and Wu Qian's hands were trembling.
…
The three gentlemen and their wives were all frightened by his words.
millions? How many millions did he say?
This number can be said to be an astronomical figure for Cao Debao and others.
What do people think nowadays? Earn more money and deposit it in the bank or buy treasury bills to earn interest, so that money can make money. How many people will go to the bank to borrow money? Take Cao Debao, the workshop director of the soy sauce factory, who is better than Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing. His monthly salary is only 38 yuan, which is 460 yuan a year. What is the concept of millions? If you don’t pay interest, you can’t pay it off even if you don’t eat or drink for the rest of your life.
If Zhou Zhigang knew about this, he would not be able to sleep well, and he would be afraid of lying on the kang for several years like Li Suhua.
"Kun'er... you... tell me again, how much is it?"
Sun Qianchao dug his ears hard, fearing that he had heard wrongly.
Lin Yue said: "There are several banks. It's three to four million. I didn't calculate it carefully."
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It took a long time for Cao Debao to come back to his senses, and then he smiled with satisfaction, which can also be said to be emotional, because this confirmed his evaluation of Zhou Bingkun as "a swollen face to pretend to be fat."
And Sun Qianchao... was as panicked as an ant on a hot pot. With so much money, Zhou Bingkun could even bankrupt his entire family and still not be able to pay it back. They didn't even know how to help. With the little savings in his hand, compared with this amount of money owed, it was hard to make up for it. Speaking of stuffing between teeth, you are not worthy of even a dime.
"Okay, we met, we talked, we had enough wine and dinner, let's go home." Lin Yue stood up, took his gloves and left.
Xiao Guoqing was worried for him and even more embarrassed, because if his wife hadn't been careless, the relationship wouldn't have been so tense.
"Kun'er, if it's not easy to get along in the south, just come back. If you have a few brothers, you can never starve to death."
Lin Yue smiled at him, said nothing, waved and left.
He stepped downstairs, and Qiao Chunyan threw the chopsticks with his back foot: "Cao Debao, you are sick."
Cao Debao looked down at the empty plates on the table: "Anyway, I was right."
Before Qiao Chunyan could say anything, Sun Qianchao, who was standing next to her, hurriedly stopped the fight: "Kun'er's matter is already disturbing enough, so please just stop saying a few words. Why do you insist on fighting for someone who is celebrating the Chinese New Year?"
The two of them were speechless.
Yu Hong looked worried and said: "Is it possible that Bingkun owes the government so much money? Will he be arrested?"
Qiao Chunyan said: "No...it can't be."
Anyway, her tone was very weak, and everyone could tell that she had no confidence in what she said.
"I'm telling you, you can't talk about this. No one can say it outside, do you hear me?" She just touched her butt to the chair, then stood up, pointed at the people opposite and warned: "If If my godmother finds out, something big will happen."
"Did not say."
"Did not say."
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Several people over there expressed their opinions one after another, vowing not to talk too much and to keep this matter in their stomachs.
Lin Yue was delighted to see the reaction of the three gentlemen and their wives in the optical film. Seeing how anxious they were, they just responded to the saying "The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is." This matter was adapted from an Internet saying 30 years later. Hot words, you owe the bank one million, and the bank is your creditor. If you owe the bank one hundred million, you are the boss of the bank. When you go to a business outlet, you will not only be treated as a distinguished guest, served with good tea and cigarettes, but also during the holidays. The loan officer will also buy some gifts and send them to your door, chat with you, and have a drink, just because he is worried that you have some physical problem. If you unfortunately burp one day, the bank loan will not be collected.
So it’s still a matter of vision or structure.
But that's okay, let's see who dares to take advantage of him, unless Wu Qian and others want to be implicated.
Thinking of letting them go, Lin Yue came downstairs, looked up at the sky, and found that it was getting late, so he got on his bicycle and went to the temple fair to pick up his wife and children home.
