Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Holly evergreen used to be like a flower in a greenhouse, a canary in a cage, staying carefree all day in a villa in the suburbs, the most troublesome thing every day is writing questions and how to watch TV dramas without knowing how to sleep.

So, he doesn't understand how to cultivate consciousness is good.

Now he looks at the WeChat messages sent by Xiujue over and over again, and he can admit that he did make a mistake, and Xiujue doesn't hate it at all.

Just occasionally fiercer and colder.

It doesn't matter.

Dong Changqing: Thank you Mr. Xiu, see you tomorrow, good night.

After receiving his WeChat message, Xiujue breathed a sigh of relief, and replied after a moment of hesitation: Good night~

Immediately afterwards, another post was issued: symbols should be used in this way.

Dong Changqing: Okay~

Xiujue is very satisfied, it seems that this simple reply is different because of this wavy line, it is so sweet that it makes a toothache, how can I fall asleep.

Dong Changqing couldn't think as much as Xiujue for the time being. After he said good night, he put the phone next to the pillow and covered himself with the quilt.

Li Chuang, who was on the opposite bed, asked, "Are you sleeping?"

"Well……"

Li Chuang stopped talking.

After a while, he said again, "You..."

He stammered and kept people from sleeping without saying anything, which was really annoying, "What's the matter with you!"

Xu really had no choice, Li Chuang sat up and turned on the light, "Changqing, I would like to ask you for a favor... You know, my mother is ill and was hospitalized again two days ago. For the operation, I can't afford too much money at the moment... Can you lend me some, I will definitely pay you back!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Dong Changqing with a red face.

For the current scene, Li Chuang had expected that his mother's illness would not last for a day or two, and the operation would be done sooner or later, but the huge cost was not something he could afford with a salary of three to five thousand a month. On the day Dong Changqing, the "second generation rich", appeared, Li Chuang had the idea of ​​borrowing money.

His and Zhao Yingying's goals are the same.

He needs a good friend who is rich to help him, but he is not as straightforward as Zhao Yingying, and people can see her flattery and flattery at a glance. In fact, he is doing very well and is very successful. Dong Changqing's relationship is the closest. It stands to reason that in a few months, Dong Changqing's situation will get better, and he won't have to be so difficult to ask when borrowing money.

Man is not as good as God, he never thought that his mother's condition would suddenly worsen.

For Li Chuang, Dong Changqing is now a rope hanging on the abyss. If he can't grasp it, he will fall down. Li Chuang knows what the bottom looks like.

He hoped that Dong Changqing could save him, but also hoped that Dong Changqing would refuse decisively, so that he could let go of his hand completely, and he would not have to continue working so hard.

"Well...how much do you want to borrow..." Dong Changqing secretly touched the 2000 yuan under the pillow, and he hadn't covered the warm money yet...

Li Chuang lit a cigarette, wiped the sweat from his hands with the bed sheet, and said, "One hundred thousand, don't worry, I will definitely pay you back the money with interest in the future. I, Li Chuang, never owe anyone else."

Speaking of this, Li Chuang felt bitter.

People like him can't even go to the bank to get a loan.

Thinking of his mother lying on the hospital bed, Li Chuang gritted his teeth and begged Dong Changqing, "My mother's illness can't be dragged on any longer, otherwise I wouldn't say this, Changqing, please help me." Help me, I know you can help me."

One hundred thousand.

Hearing this number at first, Dong Changqing didn't think it was a lot, even though he was just a pauper with a monthly salary of [-].

"Well... I don't have that much money, but I can ask Mr. Xiu tomorrow for you. He is very rich and kind." Dong Changqing said with a smile.

It stands to reason that Li Chuang should be happy that the operation fee has finally been settled, but for some reason, hearing Dong Changqing say that Xiujue is very kind, he has goosebumps all over his body, and he can't express his thanks.

Sure enough, the children of rich families are very innocent.

The next day.

There was still half an hour before get off work, but Dong Changqing was not in the mood to help Li Chuang sweep the floor, and kept looking out.

Naturally, Li Chuang would not say anything, "Why don't you go and change your clothes first, Brother Ma is not here, so it's okay to leave earlier."

Dong Changqing watched the manager in the bathroom watching the workers repair the water pipes, and sneaked into the warehouse.

When he finished changing, Xiujue was already sitting on the sofa by the door waiting for him.

"Mr. Xiu!" Dong Changqing trotted over and found that Xiu felt a little different today.

He didn't wear a suit, but a casual dress, shirt, jeans, windbreaker, tall and straight, he looked like a star on TV, Dong Changqing stared a few more times.

"your get off work is done?"

Dong Changqing shook his head, "There are still 10 minutes left."

Xiujue tugged at the hem of his clothes twice, "What, you want to leave early?"

"The boss is away."

Seeing that he was justified, Xiu Jue sighed, and eight characters popped up in his mind.

Immortals descend to earth and integrate into society.

"Let's go."

Leaving early is indeed not a good thing to praise, but Xiujue believes that one should not be too disciplined.

Anyway, I can go for a while today.

After leaving the coffee shop, Xiu Jue didn't drive, and took him slowly to the nearby shopping mall, and deliberately asked Dong Changqing, "How much money have you prepared for clothes?"

Dong Changqing touched his pocket, and said softly, "I still have two thousand, one hundred and seventy-six dollars."

After doing some calculations, Xiujue knew that he only spent money on gifts for himself after he was paid.

The mood suddenly improved.

"Well, quite a lot."

Dong Changqing snorted, a little coquettishly, "Don't lie to me, there are obviously very few."

"But you earned it yourself." If Dong Changqing was, Xiujue would definitely say, when I was your age, I still couldn't earn these things.

It's a pity that Dong Changqing is a bit old.

"I know!"

Hearing the little complacency in his tone, Xiujue knew that what he did was correct... As for some small problems, forget it, no matter how you say it, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

The two entered the nearby shopping malls. This time, Xiu Jue didn't take him to buy those luxury accessories, but chose a cheap trendy brand.

Xiujue, who has always bought things without looking at the price, the first thing he does when he enters the store is to look at the price tag.

One thousand and two for a coat? ? ?Is this still cheap? ? ?

Are you crazy, a few pieces of cloth and some cotton can still be sold at this price?

Whose money is blown by the wind?

"Sir, this dress is new in our store, if you like it, you can try it on."

Xiujue turned his head and glanced at Dong Changqing who was clutching his trouser pocket, "Let's take another look."

Only then did Dong Changqing remember the matter of the 10 yuan, and absently agreed, "Yes."

Xiu Jue directly took him out of the shopping mall, and sent Cui Yan a WeChat message on his mobile phone while walking.

Xiujue: Which clothes are cheaper?

Cui Yanxin took the initiative to report the address of a student party to buy clothes, and attached the price. By the way: Mr. Xiu, the price can be reduced a little bit.

That place is not far from here, about 10 minutes walk.

On the way, Dong Changqing told him about Li Chuang's mother's surgery fee.

"Are you sure his mother is sick?"

"Well! He calls his mother every night and asks about his condition."

Xiujue knew all about the identities and backgrounds of the employees in the coffee shop and the situation at home, but he still asked, "Could he be calling on purpose in front of you to win your sympathy?"

Dong Changqing was silent for a while, then shook his head, "I believe Li Chuang, he won't be that kind of person."

In fact, Dong Changqing is not sure, he simply doesn't have the ability to see whether a person's heart is good or bad, let alone others, he doesn't even understand himself.

He said this only because he knew that 10 yuan was nothing to Xiujue. If it was true, Li Chuang's mother would survive.

Dong Changqing heard from Li Chuang that he was ignorant in junior high school, got into fights at school, and was expelled from school. His mother cried while beating him. With him again, he realized that his mother loves him very much, and every hit on him is like a knife cut on his mother, which hurts ten times and a hundred times more than him. In this world, only mother is willing to give everything. He doesn't ask for anything in return for being kind to him.

"President Xiu, you can lend him money, okay?"

Looking at his dark eyes, Xiujue knew very well that Dong Changqing was heartless, but he had never been a bad flower, "...Okay, I can borrow him, but Dong Changqing, you have to I know, I only borrowed it for your sake, you are his guarantor, if he can't repay the money, you will have to pay it back."

Dong Changqing readily agreed.

The shopping mall where the student party buys clothes is much more lively. The small shops are full of clothes. New model." "Hey! Big sister, wait a minute, tell me a price! I see that you really want to buy it."

Dong Changqing finds it novel, so why not Xiujue.

The two entered a small shop selling men's clothing.

It's really small, at most five square meters, and there's not even a fitting room. A woman in her 30s greeted her enthusiastically, "What do you buy for a handsome guy?"

Xiujue was extremely awkward, and casually pointed to a camel coat, "How much is it?"

"This is 300 yuan."

Xiujue's expression changed.

Because this coat is very similar to the one thousand two just now.

The female boss thought he thought it was too expensive, so she quickly said, "All these are from Guangzhou. If you like it, try it. The price can be negotiated."

Dong Changqing wore it with a smile on her body.

It fits well, and it matches the clothes he is wearing today, making him look warm and cozy.

"Oh, this handsome guy looks like a model in his clothes! Tailor-made, yes, seeing that you look so good-looking, if you sell you for two hundred and sixty, it will be an advertisement for me."

As a businessman, Xiujue knew that the price could be reduced, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Seeing his hesitation, Dong Changqing took off his clothes silently, and said pitifully, "It's too expensive..."

The female boss let out a long sigh. Seeing that these two people dressed so smartly, she thought she could make a fortune today, "It's still expensive, brother, you really are... so, tell me what price you think."

Before Dong Changqing could speak, Xiujue said, "One hundred and eight."

"My mother." The female boss looked at Xiujue in disbelief, "You are too outrageous."

Xiujue looked around at the clothes hanging on the wall calmly, with an air of connoisseur, "I know it's not too far off the mark, you still make money at this price."

……

Cui Yan was eating dinner when he suddenly received a WeChat message.

It was sent by the ruthless and inhuman Mr. Xiu: Clothing is really a huge profiteering industry, worse than real estate.