Chu Heng looked at the two words on the letter and felt quite depressed.
He understood the meaning of these two words at a glance. They were warning him that if he messed with money again, he would be beaten when he came back.
You said that your man, I had been holding back for a long time to come up with a love letter, but in the end I got a warning in return!
Where have the promised deep affection and the promised love shown through the air gone?
Moreover, you have been sleeping in the same bed for so long. Don’t you know what kind of behavior you have?
If Da DaSheng wants to make waves, no one can stop him except Peanut!
In his eyes, these two words of warning are no different from nonsense. With this money, sending a message about missing you, thinking about you, loving you, etc. is not as good as this?
It’s so boring!
Chu Heng put the letter aside listlessly and leaned softly on the chair, losing even the desire to reply to his wife.
After lying like this for a while, he suddenly rolled his eyes, sat up straight, took the piece of letter paper, neatly folded it, put it in the warehouse, and then took out a few pieces of paper from the drawer. I started writing love letters to my wife.
But this time he had no intention of sending it to Xiao Ni again.
Aren’t you women worried about money? Then I won’t send it to you. From now on, I will write a love letter to you every day. When she comes back, I will give it to her, so that she will know what cheating is... romance!
There was no need to consider the number of words or limit the plot. Chu Heng's thoughts suddenly surged, and he saw the shining golden pen tip sliding rapidly on the letter paper, and he wrote a full text in a short time.
Immediately, he took another piece of paper and began to write. It was not until he wrote the third piece that he stopped with a flick of his wrist.
"Tsk, tsk, for our talent, I even want to give it to myself. Ni Yinghong, do you know that you have found a treasure?" Chu Heng looked at his new work proudly, blew a few breaths, and waited until the ink dried. Carefully put it into his bag.
"Shashasha..."
At this moment, a series of cheerful and light footsteps reached Chu Heng's ears. After a while, Lian Qing appeared outside the office door. Perhaps he had just woken up. This kid was yawning profusely and there was still eye mucus in the corners of his eyes.
"Brother, that old man came again yesterday, and he also brought another old man over, saying he called Na Qingyuan."
Chu Heng was immediately furious. He wanted to take out his gun and hit Old Man Yan with a gun. He gritted his teeth and slapped the table: "Damn it, I even invited that man here!"
After sitting there and grinding his teeth, he finally stood up and left the office with a look of helplessness on his face to greet Qingyuan.
He knew very well that the old man's return was not a good thing, but after all, the old man was his master, and he had to see him no matter what.
Daesang Heng has never been an unkind person.
Not long after, Chu Heng came to the front room and saw Qingyuan standing side by side with Yan Muze.
The old man's condition didn't look very good. His expression was gloomy and his complexion was yellow. He was also much thinner than before. He looked wrinkled, like a dead branch that was about to break at any time.
This was the first time he had seen the old man after five months. He didn't expect the change to be so great that he was almost unrecognizable!
Chu Heng stepped forward with a complicated expression on his face, supported Na Qingyuan, and said softly: "Master, how are you... lately?"
"That's it." The old man smiled bitterly and took his hand, sighing: "I'm going to cause you trouble this time."
"Don't talk about this, let's go. Let's go to the back room and talk." Chu Heng helped the old man walk back, squeezing his skinny palm, feeling inexplicably sad.
Seeing that he was still thinking about his old relationship, Yan Muze breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed him.
After a while, the three of them entered the office.
Chu Heng helped the old man sit down in front of the chair, and moved a bench for Yan Muze for the old man's sake. Then he poured water and made tea, and Nuanluo chatted with the old man about the current situation.
After talking like this for a while, Na Qingyuan didn't mention anything about food. After hesitating for a while, he still spoke shamelessly: "Hengzi, I believe you know my purpose of coming today, and I also understand that this makes it difficult for you." Do it, but we really have no choice but to come and beg you.”
For the sake of his family, he could only give up his dignity.
Seeing that the old man still couldn't help but speak, Chu Heng knew that he couldn't escape, so he helplessly picked up the teapot and took a sip, smacking his lips and said: "Master, it's not that I don't help, it's that I really can't help it. You know the current situation better than I do, if I don’t get it right, I will have to suffer the consequences.”
"I know what you are worried about." Qingyuan glanced at his old friend beside him and said solemnly: "Master Yan usually likes to take advantage, but he is still a good person. I can use the lives of my whole family as a guarantee. If something happens If something goes wrong with him, my whole family will die!"
Upon seeing this, Yan Muze hurriedly raised his hands and promised: "Master Chu, don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will fight alone and will never implicate you. If you dare to tell a lie, my whole family will go down to the 18th floor." Hell, never be reincarnated for eternity!"
Chu Heng was not a hard-hearted person to begin with, but he was just talking about it. If he refused, it would be really heartless and unjust.
He looked at the two old men hesitantly, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll try to get him some food, but I'll say the ugly things first. Master Yan, if you dare to mess with food, don't blame me. Don’t miss old feelings!”
Yan Muze waved his chest in joy: "Master Chu, no matter how careful you are, even if my bones are ground to pieces, you won't even say a word to me!"
Na Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw hesitation on his face again, gritted his teeth and said: "Um...Hengzi, see if you can get me some..."
"Master, please be patient for a moment. It's easy to discuss your matter." Chu Heng pressed his hand to him, turned to look at Yan Muze, and after pondering for a moment, said: "Master Yan, at this moment and that moment, the current food supply The price will definitely not be the same as the original one, is that okay with you?"
Since he wants to do business, he has to act like he is doing business, and since he is not familiar with Old Man Yan, it is naturally impossible for him to do good deeds, so he must be careful, otherwise his work will be in vain?
Yan Muze also thought it was normal and nodded hurriedly: "It should, it should."
"Right now, stick noodles are 50 cents per pound, rice and white flour are all one piece, and cooking oil is three pieces. How much do you want?" Chu Heng said calmly.
"Don't worry about this yet." Old Man Yan looked at him with a flattering smile, rubbed his hands and said, "Well, Master Chu, I don't have much money in my hands now."
"Why did you come to me if you don't have money? Do you expect me to lend you money?" Chu Heng suddenly stared.
"Listen to what I have to say." Old Man Yan said hurriedly: "I want to exchange it with you for gold bars, oceans, antiques, etc. What do you think?"
