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Huang Xing lived in the dormitory arranged for him by his boss, just above the coffee shop. He Beixun came down from above, and only realized where he was when he saw the door of the hotel opposite.

He Beixun didn't know where he should go. He looked through the things in his hand. There was a lot of money in his wallet, and his mobile phone was turned off.

He Beixun tried to turn it on, but there was still power on the phone. As soon as the phone was turned on, the phone rang.

His uncle didn't know how many calls he made, but He Beixun pressed the answer button, and it was very noisy inside.

"Boss, it's clear. Boss, Master He picked it up."

"Give me the phone!"

After a while, Qiao Bo answered the phone and asked anxiously, "Beixun? Where are you?"

"Outside."

"Where are you outside! Are you trying to kill me? Where did you sleep last night? I've called all of your friends, but I haven't heard from you!"

He Beixun didn't have much energy, and he didn't want to say to his uncle: "I'm fine."

Qiaobo sighed: "No matter where you are, hurry to the station and come to me."

He Beixun: "You went back?"

Qiao Bo: "I wanted to bring you back yesterday. I couldn't find you. I called all day today, and I thought you threw away your phone."

Qiaobo's company was in a neighboring city, and his original plan was to bring He Beixun back to the neighboring city. With him, He Beixun would at least have a secure life.

"I'm not going." He Beixun entered a supermarket: "I'll stay here."

Qiao Bo was in a hurry: "Bei Xun, don't be self-willed! What are you doing there alone! You don't even have a place to live!"

He Beixun picked out a box of chewing gum and paid for it: "I have a place to live, don't worry about Qiao Bo, I want to get closer to my dad and find out more about him."

Qiaobo fell silent, and seemed to compromise after a while: "Tell me if you need anything."

He Beixun hung up the phone.

In addition to my uncle Qiao Bo's endless phone calls, there were also calls and text messages from several brothers in the mobile phone. They were nothing more than asking him where he was, but He Beixun didn't reply.

He Beixun also has his own self-esteem, he doesn't want to look like a vagrant, being rushed to be adopted by this or that.

He is a grown man who can support himself without his parents.

There was not much cash in the wallet, and there were a few secondary cards given to him by his uncle Qiao Bo. He Beixun didn't want to use these cards, and somehow felt awkward.

At this moment, Du Le called. He Beixun stared at the name for a while, then answered.

"Hey, Lezi." He Beixun tried his best to make himself sound like nothing happened.

Du Le's side was quite quiet, and the other party tried to be as usual, and said in a relaxed tone: "Xun'er, I haven't seen each other for a few days, where are you, let's get together?"

He Beixun took apart the chewing gum and threw it into his mouth: "Okay, let's get together, call Lu Peng, I'll treat you."

Du Le: "Okay! I'll notify them!"

He Beixun hummed, flipped through his wallet, and took out a card from it: "Go to Zhouhui, I'll wait for you there."

The Chau Club is that high-end private club, a place where even the rich can't get in. The card that He Beixun got is said to have a balance in it, and it can be used for tens of thousands of dollars, but I don't know if it's enough.

Once a person is used to living a life of extravagance, when he falls from a high place, his so-called self-esteem will increase exponentially, as if to prove that he is not downcast, the more he lacks, the more brave he is.

Just like the current He Beixun, who has no place to eat or live, and is afraid that others will look at him with pitiful eyes, so he has to go to the most upscale places to treat guests.

Although he had a membership card of the Continental Club in the past, he seldom went there. If he hadn't fallen into this situation, he wouldn't have thought of going to such a place to show off.

He Beixun smiled as he looked at the gold-plated membership card of the Zhouhui, chewed his gum twice, and stopped a taxi at the intersection.

When he arrived at the Chauhui, He Beixun habitually took out a few banknotes from his wallet and handed them to the driver, and said a phrase that was about to become a catchphrase: "You don't need to look for it."

The driver cheerfully thanked him, and He Beixun pushed the car door for a while, feeling something was wrong, opened the wallet and took a look, and sure enough, he gave out all the last few big bills.

"Damn..." He Beixun cursed in a low voice, then gritted his teeth: "You should give me money."

driver:"……"

He Beixun has no idea about money, but he also knows that he has no money now, and the experience of not having money makes him feel bad.

The continental club is not open to the public, and all the sources of income depend on those members. As for the number of members, no one knows how the number of members is determined.

Once a person has an identity, he has to pretend to be coercive, and a high-end club like the Zhouhui is a place that can satisfy people's desire.

The gate of the Zhouhui is not as ostentatious as other places. On the contrary, the gate of this place is very ordinary, similar to the gate of the old Beijing courtyard, of course, bigger than that.

Standing outside the door were two very energetic doormen in suits. These two people could almost recognize the faces of all the members. Usually, He Beixun didn't need a flash card to enter this door. He just went in with his face. Today, he He was stopped by two people.

"What do you mean?" He Beixun looked at the raised arms in front of him, and asked coldly, "You stop me?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. He, but you can't go in."

When the man in the suit was talking, he still looked straight ahead and didn't even look at He Beixun. With a contemptuous arrogance, He Beixun burst into flames: "Call your Manager Zhao out!"

The man in the suit glanced at him, then returned to his original appearance: "I'm sorry, Mr. He, please don't make trouble."

He Beixun pulled the man in the suit by the collar, and growled ferociously: "Are you fucking blind? How dare you stop me? Isn't it time for you, Manager Zhao, to curry favor with me with gifts?"

The men in suits are all well-trained, so He Beixun can't beat them. As soon as the man in the suit tried his best, He Beixun was pushed back three or four steps. The man in the suit straightened his suit and snorted contemptuously: "Mr. He, you Your membership has expired, and you were also a person with status before, so don't come out and make a fool of yourself."

He Beixun was young and impulsive, how could he stand this kind of anger, he clenched his fists and rushed forward: "You fucking tell me again."

Crack, the fist was clenched.

He Beixun turned his head and saw Huang Xing's unwilling face. He Beixun always saw this person when he was in a mess, and he lost all his face.

As a result, when he saw Huang Xing, his face was not good-looking: "What are you doing!"

Huang Xing grabbed his arm: "Let's go."

"Can you stop meddling in your own business!"

Huang Xing gave him a cold look, and pulled him out forcefully.When Huang Chen pulled him, he realized that at some point there were a lot of people around here, and they were all standing not far or near to watch the fun.

He Beixun yelled at the crowd: "What are you looking at! Get out!"

Huang Xing didn't take He Beixun very far.He let go of He Beixun when no one was around: "I understand your current mood, but you have to recognize your situation as soon as possible. If you keep punching, you may have to go with your dad."

What Huang Xing said is very realistic, the background of the Zhouhui is not small, He Beixun is just a kid with no backing and background, it is too easy to throw a rock at him.

What's more, the place where he was was at the Zhouhui, and everyone there was famous and respectable. Everyone knew He Beixun and his father, and their family affairs were the stuff of conversation after dinner. Wouldn't he be even more embarrassing to Secretary He if he made a fuss.

In this world, there are few people who give charcoal in the snow, but there is no shortage of people who make trouble.

He Beixun: "What do you mean? You also look down on me, thinking that I'm just a waste of my dad, without my dad I'm nothing, right?"

When He Beixun was angry, no one reasoned with him. When he was angry, it wasn't that he was unreasonable, but because he couldn't understand it at all. Everyone who knew him knew it, but Huang Xing didn't know it. He felt that he was really meddling.

Huang Xing nodded: "I will pay back the favor for borrowing the car, let's see each other again."

Huang Xing didn't talk nonsense with He Beixun, he carried the materials on the ground, arrived at the bus stop opposite, got on the bus and left directly.

He Beixun kicked the curb hard, ignoring his feet that were about to hurt, and felt the anger, depression, and discomfort in his heart so much that he was about to explode! !

People are realistic, and he understands that, but he didn't expect them to be so realistic. The fucking dog sees people as inferior, and he was rejected by people as soon as his father fell from the horse.

He Beixun has never uttered bad words since he was a child. This is his family's upbringing, and he doesn't bother to say it, but now, he can't wait to curse people, pointing at the person who brought his father down, pointing at Zhao Gang, pointing at these snobbish Eye-catching people scolded their ancestors for eighteen generations!

He Beixun used the money he had to buy some wine, the cheap one. He Beixun never knew that baijiu was so cheap.

A small glass bottle filled with a transparent liquid, short of so much money, He Beixun took a sip and almost spit it out again, it was bitter and spicy.

He Beixun forced himself to drink a bottle. In fact, it doesn't matter whether the wine is good or bad, it has the same effect. In the end, he didn't get drunk.

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He Beixun originally made an appointment with someone to go to the Zhouhui to have fun, but he was driven here like a bereaved dog. He used the money left in his pocket to buy a bottle of wine and sit in the park to drink.

Du Le and the others arrived before He Beixun went, and Lu Peng took them in with his membership card. They waited for a whole day. At night, they finally couldn't stand it anymore and called He Beixun. He Beixun was already drunk.

"Lezi, look for me, haha, I don't have time to take care of you now, I'm busy!"

"Xun'er, where are you? Didn't you say we will meet in Zhou?"

"Where am I? How do I know where I am?" He Beixun couldn't move anymore, and leaned against the wall for a while. "Yes, I've been walking for half an hour, where am I going? Lezi, where is my home?"

Du Le felt sour when he said this: "Go to my house, Xun'er, my home is your home, I will pick you up wherever you are!"

He Beixun waved his hand and almost fell down: "I won't go to your house, I have a home, so I'll go back! See you later!"

Before Du Le finished speaking, He Beixun pressed the phone several times before ending the call.