mutual benefit [gl]

In the evening, after finishing his day's work, Zhang Kecheng returned home with his body full of scars.

He rang the doorbell at home, but it was not his wife who came to open the door, but an unexpected person.

Zhou Ming.

Zhang Kecheng looked at Zhou Ming standing in front of him with a smile on his face, and the nerves in his head began to tense involuntarily.

He didn't say anything, just passed Zhou Ming sideways and walked into the inner room.

My wife was busy cooking in the kitchen, and the smell of sweet and sour pork ribs spread faintly from the kitchen.Zhang Kecheng frowned. After putting down the bag, he quickly stepped into the kitchen, and reprimanded his wife standing in front of the pot in a low voice:

"Didn't I say it before, if you want to cook, let auntie come over, why do you do it yourself?"

At this time, Zhou Ming also walked slowly to the door of the kitchen. He leaned against the door frame with his trouser pockets in his hands, and looked at Zhang Kecheng with an anxious expression leisurely.

Although his back was facing Zhou Ming, Zhang Kecheng could still feel his eyes locked on his body.He sighed secretly, and told his wife that she must ask her aunt to make dinner tomorrow before leaving.

Afterwards, Zhang Kecheng came to Zhou Ming's side, and he finally turned to look at him and said, "Let's talk in the study."

After all, Zhang Kecheng went straight to the study, Zhou Ming shrugged his shoulders, and said to Zhang Kecheng's wife in the kitchen with a smile: "Then I will go there first, Mrs. Ha."

When Zhou Ming walked into the study, Zhang Kecheng was already sitting upright on the sofa in the study. Zhou Ming took advantage of the opportunity to close the door of the study, and then sat opposite Zhang Kecheng.

"Go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, you came to my house today, tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhang Kecheng touched the inner pocket of the suit as he spoke, but found nothing, so he could only return it in embarrassment.

Zhou Ming saw Zhang Kecheng's little tricks but remained calm. He smiled and said, "We were good buddies who lived in the same dormitory when we were in college. What's the matter, I can't even meet my buddies anymore?"

Zhang Kecheng smiled when he heard the words, "Don't talk about Zhou Ming, although I don't know who you are working for now, but you know who my boss is, we are all in the same circle, how can I not know your little brother?" thought?"

Zhou Ming also laughed, and said: "I like the straight talk of you, the squad leader. Since that's the case, I won't make detours for you."

After finishing speaking, he took out a check from the inner pocket of his suit and put it on the tea table in front of him, and pushed it in front of Zhang Kecheng with two fingers.

Zhang Kecheng glanced down at the check, and then smiled coldly at Zhou Ming.

"It's just my annual salary, Zhou Ming, if you want to buy me off, isn't this little money a bit shabby?"

"Squad leader, this is indeed just your annual salary, but the person who pays the money is different." Zhou Ming raised his eyes with a smile and said, "Didn't my boss want to buy a few words from Zhang Kecheng and some internal information?" , he is going to buy out every year of your future, that is to say..."

Zhou Ming's eyes deepened, "In other words, he wants to buy you off."

"Zhou Ming, you should tell me now, who are you working for?" Zhang Kecheng said expressionlessly.

"Well... how should I put it, maybe I should say, it's the monitor of your boss's boss, so that would be more appropriate?"

Zhang Kecheng raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively, "You mean Chen..."

Before he could say anything, Zhou Ming interrupted first: "Hey, you understand some things in your heart, so don't say them outside."

Zhang Kecheng looked into Zhou Ming's eyes and saw that his expression was meaningful, so he didn't say anything else.

He looked at the check for a while, and then said: "Zhou Ming, you also know that my leader is suspicious and violent. You are asking me to play with you."

"Brother, I came to persuade you only because I knew your boss's temper." Zhou Ming replied, "Let me ask you first, is sister-in-law pregnant?"

Zhang Kecheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Ming said with a ruffian smile: "Don't pretend to be me, just now my sister-in-law just cooked a few dishes, you look nervous. Also, you just fumbled in your suit pocket, didn't you want to find cigarettes? But because sister-in-law is pregnant, so no, right?"

Zhang Kecheng didn't speak.

"Kecheng, I've been a roommate for four years in college, so I'm just advising you." Zhou Ming paused for a while, then he suppressed the smile on his face, and said solemnly: "It's fine for us to be someone else's grandson, but don't let us be grandchildren." Your own children will also suffer, right?"

Zhang Kecheng looked up at him.

Zhou Ming swept his face up and down, sighed, and said: "When we were studying, you were our class monitor and the chairman of the student union in the department. At that time, you stood on the podium, not to mention pointing out the country, encouraging people Words, dung and soil were once tens of thousands of households, so they can at least afford the four words of high spirits. Seeing how many years we have left school? Look at your face, new injuries have replaced old injuries several times, and the wound on the head The scar can hardly be covered. Do you think you are worth it?"

"No one's life is easy." Zhang Kecheng gritted his teeth and said.

"That's not wrong," Zhou Ming adjusted his sitting posture. He raised Erlang's legs and crossed his hands on his thighs. "It's just that you can also choose a more dignified way to live. Again, you don't want to go home with your head injured, and you have to think about how to explain to your children how Dad's head was injured. ?”

"Zhou Ming, I'm not a fool." Zhang Kecheng said, "Indeed, you are right. I don't need to be beaten if I go to someone else. But have you ever thought that if I go to someone else from Chen Yuanshuo, then the person you said How could the boss trust me? When the division of interests in the group is completely over, I will become an abandoned child that no one needs."

"So what about the abandoned son?" Zhou Ming laughed, "Brother, for people with no background like us, as long as they have money, they can live a good life? Don't you mean that you still expect to follow some big boss to finally climb up?" What position in the group? You can figure it out, the surname of the Chen Group is Chen, and you continue to follow the deputy general manager, even if you are beaten and disabled in the end, you are just a special assistant."

Zhang Kecheng fell silent again.

Zhou Ming's words were almost finished, he stood up, and said to Zhang Kecheng condescendingly: "I will leave this check here, you should think about it carefully, and I will ask you later."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ming turned around and was about to leave the study. There were a few steps away from his position just now to the door of the study. As he walked, he silently counted down in his heart.

"Fives"

"Four"

"three"

"two"

"One"

When he counted to one, his hand just touched the doorknob of the room door, and the moment he twisted the handle to open the door, he heard Zhang Kecheng's hoarse voice.

"He will rebel."

Zhou Ming's footsteps stopped, but he didn't turn around.

At this time, Zhang Kecheng had already stretched out his hand and picked up the check on the coffee table.

He held the check, looked it over and over several times against the light in front of him, and then put it down again.

"I only want half of the money on this check."

Zhou Ming turned around, narrowed his eyes, and teased, "Squad leader, you really haven't changed at all."

Zhang Kecheng also laughed, "I've said it a long time ago, in this place, there's nothing shameful about being a chameleon."

"Did you mean Deputy General Manager Chen?"

"I'll stop at the point, as to whether you can understand it or not, it's none of my business."

After all, Zhang Kecheng also stood up, and he smiled at Zhou Ming: "How about it, do you want to stay for dinner? Your sister-in-law's sweet and sour pork ribs are a must."

Zhang Kecheng said and handed the check to Zhou Ming again.

Zhou Ming looked down at the check, and after receiving it, he raised his head and smiled and said, "No need, you and sister-in-law just have a good meal, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ming opened the door and left the study.

When he left Zhang Kecheng's family, Zhang Kecheng's wife was still a little bit reluctant, and even asked him to stay for dinner several times, but she couldn't keep it.

After Zhou Ming left, Zhang Kecheng's wife opened the door of the study, and said to Zhang Kecheng who was sitting on the sofa: "Why are you treating your old classmates like this? You are all in the same circle, with many contacts and multiple paths."

Zhang Kecheng frowned and shook his head.

"Who knows if it's an extra source of wealth or a road to hell."

After saying that, he stood up and left the study, returning to the bedroom.There were folded casual clothes on the bed. Zhang Kecheng deliberately closed the bedroom door without turning on the light, and took off his suit in the dark.

After taking off his suit, he walked to his wife's vanity mirror, turned on the small lamp, and turned around to look at his back through the mirror.

The light blue shirt was originally covered with sweat marks, but it was mostly dried by now.He gritted his teeth and began to unbutton his shirt. His movements were extremely light, for fear of touching the wound and making him cry out in pain.

But even though he was very careful in his movements, when he took off his shirt, the injured muscles would inevitably be involved. It was just a shirt. Zhang Kecheng gritted his teeth and took it off for nearly 15 minutes. There was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Through the mirror, he turned around and saw that his back was covered with bulging bruises, which was shocking.

Just when he was about to change his clothes, his wife suddenly pushed the door open.

"Why don't you open..."

The wife babbled and turned on the headlights in the house at the same time, but as soon as the lights were turned on, Zhang Kecheng met Zhang Kecheng's frightened eyes.

She saw the scar on her husband's back at a glance, and her eyes fell in an instant.

"You are...how are you..."

She rushed to Zhang Kecheng's side in a hurry. She reached out her hand to touch Zhang Kecheng's back, but she was afraid that touching his wound would make him more painful, so she withdrew her hand like an electric shock, covering her mouth and crying.

"Why are you crying—" Zhang Kecheng frowned and hurriedly wiped away his wife's tears.

"Can you resign?" The wife shook her shoulders and said, "You will be beaten to death by him sooner or later."

"After resigning, are you eating northwest wind with your children?" Zhang Kecheng held his wife's face and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and..."

He embraced his wife in his arms, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"And it's not certain who will die."