Dangerous game

When I went to work the next day, a few colleagues and the boss got together and chattered, spitting all over the place. The boss's 5.5-inch mobile phone screen was placed on the desk like a star, and everyone watched.

"Is it this guy?"

"Like, really like."

"You didn't see the license plate. I went back and checked it. It's him."

……

They have always been like this, Jiang Bei was not interested, and sat down in his seat to start the unfinished work.

"Jiangbei, come here." The boss called him.

While wearing an apron, Jiang Bei walked towards the group of people. His thin bones made him extremely disproportionate to the custom-made one-size-fits-all overalls. It was not his torso that dominated the clothes, but the clothes that dominated his like wood torso.

It was at this moment that everyone had time to look at Jiangbei: this man who usually laughs the most seems to be thinner than when he first came here.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Bei asked the boss with a smile.

The boss was startled for a moment, then looked away from Jiang Bei, pointed to Shen Munan on the screen and asked him, "Is that the man who came to pick you up yesterday?"

Jiang Bei took a good look at it, and then smiled, "Maybe, I remember he said he was some kind of entrepreneur, probably a contractor somewhere."

One of the colleagues took the conversation and said bluntly: "What kind of contractor, hey, I said you are a person with too shallow eyelids."

Jiang Bei feigned surprise: "Really? Then I really don't know."

"Hey? How did you know each other?"

"We don't know each other very well. That man has been chasing me for half a year. I never took it seriously. I thought it was just some bad money, just showing off." Jiang Bei was serious, stretching his neck to look at the photo on the screen again , "Hearing what you said, I have to reconsider. He looks quite handsome."

Everyone felt awkward when they heard this for the first time, but they couldn't find anything else. They thought that Jiang Bei was a man who deserved to be beaten up.

"Okay, let's go to work, Jiang Bei, come with me to the office."

"Hey."

The boss made him a cup of tea, Longjing tea leaves with green tips, full of fragrance and clear tea.

"Come, come, sit."

Jiang Bei gently blew on the floating layer of tea leaves, and took a sip, "Boss, this tea is quite fragrant."

"I have several cans, you take two cans home after get off work at night."

"No need, the entrepreneur who chased me gave me a big box of this thing, and I just drink it as I like, as a drink."

The boss rubbed his hands, he didn't know where to start some words, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly had an idea, "Isn't there still an empty room in our studio, I will buy a desk and chair tomorrow, and you will move it later." Go inside and work."

Jiang Bei was surprised: "It's not appropriate."

"I say it's suitable. If you are an artist, you have to have room for self-thinking. I can see that, Xiao Jiang, you are a person who can go a long way on this road, and you can't be delayed by the environment."

"Thank you boss, I will do well."

The boss smiled knowingly, feeling that he had accomplished a great deal, and he was so proud of himself, "Okay, that's all, you can go down and get busy."

Jiang Bei left the boss's office with a cheerful face. Just in time, the phone rang, and a text message jumped into sight——

[Of course what I say counts. Are you free tonight?meet up. ]

Jiang Bei's fingertips rubbed the Chinese characters that were connected into sentences one by one, leaving a bit of human warmth on the cold screen——

[Where do you see me? ]

[Excellence Cafe on the third floor of CapitaLand. ]

This is a business transaction. Back then, he was desperate and someone came to him. Even today, he still has nowhere to go.Every year at the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, he would take the train back to the hometown of the stupid big man, and visit his graveyard. When the train passed through the tunnel and ushered in the darkness, he would ask himself countless times in his heart: I am so hurt. Tossing and tossing, can that honest man feel at ease in the underworld?

The thought is only for a moment, after that moment, when the train goes out of the tunnel, he would often laugh at himself contemptuously: people are dead, how can there be consciousness?He is the only person who can toss about in the world, and he is the only one who can think of seeking so-called justice for the stupid man.

When he got off work in the evening, Jiang Bei took the bus to the agreed place, and the man had already arrived, casually dressed, with a big back, his fingertips were touching the table, and he seemed in a good mood.When Jiang Bei entered the store, he noticed it and simply waved, "This way."

Jiang Bei took off his scarf and walked over.

"any drinks?"

"Whatever." Jiang Bei sat down opposite the man.

Chen Xinyu summoned the waiter, "Two glasses of Blue Mountain."

"Did Shen Munan contact you?" Chen Xinyu looked at Jiangbei unabashedly, from his eyebrows to his chin, full of playfulness.

Jiang Bei made a long story short: "I have been in touch with you a few times recently."

Chen Xinyu said with a smile: "He has been in the limelight for the past few years, and there are many people who want to climb into his bed. He is so confident."

"Then I have to ask you, why did you find me?"

Chen Xinyu was overjoyed, his peach blossom eyes were stretched even higher, as if his eyelids were being torn off, "Okay, I'll take you as a trick for him."

Occasionally, a guest came in and went out, and touched a string of shell wind chimes at the door. Jiang Bei's eyes were attracted by it, and he looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said: "This matter has nothing to do with him, I don't want to hurt him."

"Have you tried the beauty trick, have you fallen in love with Shen Munan?"

The waiter came over with the coffee and put down the cup carefully. Jiang Bei said "thank you" to her, and turned his gaze back to the string of jingling wind chimes, ignoring what Chen Xinyu said just now.

Chen Xinyu shook his head disdainfully, the picky faults of the dude were vividly displayed on his face, he sneered and said: "Let me remind you, he is a person who can even trade his marriage as a bargain, hasn't he been dumped before?" , why don't you have a long memory?"

Jiang Bei folded his hands on both sides of the coffee cup, lowered his brows and eyes, and his eyelashes cast a melancholy shadow. He has not had a good life in the past two years. If you look carefully, you can see the traces of trivial work.

Chen Xinyu doesn't love men, so naturally he can't appreciate the incomplete beauty after the suffering. He just followed Jiangbei and said, "Don't worry, we can't destroy him, I just want to take advantage of it."

After finishing speaking, he left a thick envelope, tapped the table, and signaled Jiang Bei to open it.

Jiang Bei glanced at Chen Xinyu suspiciously, and tore off the yellow leather seal. Inside was a stack of photos, each of which was the murderer's ugly face, and the bottom few even had indecent-lewd photos of that person.

"What is this?" Jiang Bei asked.

Chen Xinyu lit a cigarette and kept secret: "You like it."

"Where did you get it?"

"The one surnamed Zheng is in their circle and has a very bad reputation. He only picks out newcomers and actors. Money can turn ghosts around. Take it, do whatever you want, and the two of us will cut the ribbon first." Chen Xinyu put it into the ashtray Knocking off the cigarette ash, "Happy cooperation."

Chen Xinyu got up and was about to leave, but when he thought of something, he stopped abruptly, "Oh, by the way, your little uncle is so fucking capable of causing trouble, let him calm down, and no one will wipe his ass next time."

Jiang Bei's throat moved, as if he was dumb, and it took him a long time to say, "How much is it this time?"

Chen Xinyu waved his hand, "You don't have to pay it back for him, the money is nothing to me, I'll treat it as a favor."

More than a year ago, Zhou Yang hid in Jiangbei's house to avoid foreign debts. His muscles and bones were injured by those debt collectors, and he lay there for more than two months. For the sake of it, at least help him once, and when he recovers from his injury, he will go back to his hometown to find a job and start a new life.

Jiang Bei took out all the more than 200 million saved in the bank, paid off his debts, and finally put him on the train back to his hometown. As a result, he ran back to Beishi two months later. There are more than 500 million in it.Where did Zhou Yang, a poor student who just graduated, get his money?It's not that Jiang Bei hadn't thought about this issue, but he still couldn't figure it out. It wasn't until Chen Xinyu approached him that he sorted out the cause and effect.

Jiang Bei stayed in silence until closing time. When he walked out of the square, it was already dark. He wrapped the scarf around his neck a few more times and walked along the sidewalk to the opposite bus stop.

There was a young couple waiting for the train on the platform, the girl was complaining to the boy that it was too cold, the man thoughtfully covered her hands and let out a smirk, "Isn't it cold like this. "The girl muttered something, but Jiang Bei didn't catch it.

101 came, the young couple got on the bus, and soon the bus disappeared from Jiangbei's sight. He took out his mobile phone and called his mother.

"Mom, it's me. Look at what's missing at home for the Spring Festival. Carrefour will have an event tomorrow."

Mother Jiang said quickly, "Save the money, I don't have many relatives. Is the bird's nest you asked your colleague to buy last time still at that price? If it's cheap, I'll send two boxes to your aunt."

Jiang Bei's hands were trembling from the cold, and he put them to his mouth and breathed out, "The price should be paid back, I'll ask."

"Why are you talking tremblingly, are you outside right now?"

"I just had dinner with my friends, and I'm waiting for the bus."

Mother Jiang sighed softly on the other end of the phone, maybe Jiang Bei heard it wrong, "It's so cold, let's take a taxi and go back."

"Hey."

How can a mother not feel sorry for her son? In the first month of last year, Jiang Bei was seriously ill and stayed in the hospital for a whole month. In that lifeless state at that time, she dared not leave for a moment.

Other family members of patients sometimes asked her in private, "What's wrong with your son, he has been silent?" She answered lightly, "My son has lost his love, and he hasn't recovered from it."

But every time she turned her back, this woman in her 60s would secretly wipe away tears.

Jiang Bei finally waited for the bus. He sat by the window and silently watched the night life in the market.