It took me nearly two hours to fiddle with the barber shop before my new look was finally completed.

Staring at myself in the mirror, I was both amused and felt distressed.

I am amused by my sudden whim and feel sorry for my current appearance.

At this time, I was shaving a head that should have shown great energy, but I could clearly see some grayish-white stubble on my temples. In addition, the bags accumulated by staying up late for a long time, the deep and shallow scars and acne marks on my face, so I looked like a little old man.

After paying the bill, I slowly called back Deng Guoqiang's number: "I was dealing with some chores just now and I didn't hear the phone ringing. Are you doing something about Uncle Deng?"

Deng Guoqiang laughed and said, "That's right. I heard that a large number of tourists were suffering from food poisoning in your hotel yesterday?"

I chuckled with a sarcastic sarcasm: "Uncle Deng's news channel is a bit backward. Several of my stores are ready to transfer them out. You just heard about it."

"Oh, you know, I'm in trouble now." Deng Guoqiang sighed pretentiously: "How about it, is there any place that needs my help?"

"I have something wrong with Zhang Xiaoke and I, the construction company jointly invested by the Ye family. Did Uncle Deng hear that? The Zhang Xiaoke family plans to withdraw its investment. I am so worried that I am almost bleeding." I turned my tone and said softly: "If Uncle Deng really wants to help me, I will introduce two banks that can borrow money for me."

"This..." Deng Guoqiang laughed dryly: "The loan process is too long-winded. When I agree to you, your problem will probably have expanded many times. So, I can introduce two friends from other places to acquire several hotels under your house at a high price to temporarily alleviate the urgent need."

I blinked my eyes and asked, "Thank you for your kindness. I wonder if Uncle Deng's friend's surname is Ao or Guo?"

Deng Guoqiang responded with evading the important and negligent response: "What's the surname is not important. What's important is that my friends can help you take out cash. If you feel that you can't hide your face, you can entrust this matter to the people below. I will help you as an intermediary, and your reputation will definitely be guaranteed."

I sighed as if thinking: "Sure, then I'll consider it."

"It's best not to think too long. Xiaolang, you know your current situation. There are only a handful of people who dare to take on your business in Yangcheng. Lao Chang's move is an appetizer. I bet that if you don't hurry up and find a way to get out, there will definitely be unexpected combination punches waiting behind you." Deng Guoqiang seemed kindly to dissuade me: "If you get the money, you are still alive, everything will have hope. Are you right?"

I snorted twice, but still pretended to be very grateful and said, "Uncle Deng is very kind to me, I sincerely consider it."

The old dog scum is not tired at all, and he pretends to be timid with me tirelessly: "Oh, it's not easy. Everyone has come from young people. Young people are energetic and energetic, and they are also prone to making mistakes. It's not a bad thing to fall a few times."

"Yes, I just fell too late. I couldn't react for a while after a sudden fall." I continued: "Uncle Deng, you are evenly matched with Chang Fei now, but if you win, it seems that it's still a little bit worse. I'm curious about how you plan to turn the world around?"

"Haha, rely on friends to help me. Lao Chang has his social circle. I also have my own buddies and friends. Let's not talk about it now. I have a phone call. Please hurry up and think about it and try to give me a reply before Zhang Xingyu's court session. You must know that your current value is like a stock that is about to be delisted. The more you go, the cheaper it will be."

After the call, I scolded "Old Dog" viciously.

At first I thought this guy called me to win over me or to take advantage of the situation to fool me and Chang Fei into a war, but I didn't expect that Yatting was thinking about several of our hotels.

This also made me more sure that I would get rid of his idea. Chang Fei wanted to use me as a disposable glove, at least leaving me a glimmer of life, and he directly turned his attention to the family business we worked hard to work hard.

After wandering around nearby, I bought a few portions of food and returned to the hospital, and prepared to open my heart to chat with Du Hang. His current state is very similar to that of us who have just entered society. We can see that there are only a lot of money and an illusory social status. We don’t understand the dangers in it at all. I don’t want him to repeat my mistakes.

When I opened the ward door and saw the nurse making the bed, I asked in confusion: "Where is my friend?"

"Let's go, I'm in a wheelchair." The nurse turned her head and looked at me, picked up a folded A4 paper from the bedside table next to me and handed it to me, "He asked me to hand this over to you."

I frowned and unfolded the paper, with only a line of crooked small words on it: Brother, although you are disgusted with me calling you that, in my heart, you are my elder brother. Although we have only been a few days since we met, I have learned a lot from you. I understand everything you want to say, but I still want to give it a try. If I can really be a good person, I will definitely repay you for your kindness. If I go to the streets, then I will be so lucky. You should owe the expenses this time. When I really can't afford it, I will come back to ask you for it.

"This is such a silly roe deer." After reading his message twice, I shook my head in a complicated mood.

Maybe my ability opened another skylight by a moment's thought, but at this time neither me nor him knew whether this skylight would lead to hell or heaven.

After eating alone from the ward, I took out my phone and started browsing local news.

Looking at what happened in Yangcheng every day has been a habit that I have been unable to shake in the past two years. Opportunities and fate are often exposed through some not-so-obvious side-by-sided details. In Liu Bosheng's words, when everyone knows what to do to make money, it means that the big guys in this industry have begun to plan to retreat.

As usual, after reading a whole screen of fake big and empty soft articles that praise me, I finally saw something interesting. There was a performance by the famous Peking Opera artist Chen Shaoyun at the Yangcheng Grand Theater this Friday, and there was also a ticket hotline below.

"It's interesting." After looking carefully several times, I called the ticket purchase number.

After coming out of the hospital, I drove Du Hang's "Hyundai" sedan straight to the ticket collection window. As I looked at it, I couldn't help but sigh when I saw two sets of basketball uniforms on the back seat.

I know that from this moment on, the young man with great skills has completely bid farewell to his youth, and it will be difficult to see his simple appearance on the court in the future.

After collecting the ticket, I drove to the teahouse where Mr. Shi and Mr. Qin often went, and found out in detail the specific time of the two old men coming every Wednesday, and then returned to the color printing shop to take away the forged newspaper.

I used newspapers to wrap the Yuqian Longjing that I bought for a lot of money, and deliberately exposed the title "The boss behind the head wolf hotel, which shocked the Tianhe District, turned out to be...".

After all the tricks were done, I went back to the hotel directly.

Because I told Li Xinyuan in advance that I asked all hotels to close down and rectify them, when I came back, except for seeing a few waiters on duty at Dada, there were no customers, and the depression was completely deserted.

Back in the office, I looked like a good student preparing for the college entrance examination and took out a few introductory books about drama and erhu bought by the front desk waiter to make up for it.

For two days, I was reading books and sleeping. I was hungry and I was just taking a takeaway. I was sleepy. My phone never vibrated and my door was not knocked on. It seemed as if I was completely forgotten by the world. Except for myself, no one knew that there was a ridiculous and pitiful soul living in this room.

At 6:30 on Wednesday morning, I got up early, put on a clean suit, and went straight to the teahouse where Mr. Shi and Mr. Qin were gathered. Before getting off the car, I patted my face and murmured: "Everything is ready, I only need the east wind. Let's have a chance to see if I can borrow the east wind today."

I thought I was here early enough, but I didn't expect the two old men to be one step ahead of me.

Seeing me walking in with tea wrapped in newspapers, Qin Gong, who had just set up his erhu, smiled slightly: "It's rare for young people to get up early now. How can I learn to serve tea and pour water after a week of hard work?"

"Mr. Qin, I specially asked someone to get some Longjing from Hangzhou. You two can taste how it tastes." He raised the tea leaves in his hand and greeted him with a smile: "I declare in advance that I rarely drink tea, so I don't know the quality of tea. Don't pick on me."

Mr. Shi seemed in a good mood today. He was wearing a blue-gray Tang suit and looked energetic. After glanced at the tea leaves in my hand, he waved his hand and greeted: "If you don't hit a smile on your face, you can't take the initiative to send gifts out? Even if you buy tea roots, we two old guys will definitely drink it. But little guy, why do I feel that your condition today is much worse than when we met the previous two times."

As he spoke, Shi Gong's two turbid but divine eyes looked straight at my cheek.

"Is there any? I guess I was excited last night when I thought of meeting your two elders today. "I rubbed my nose, grinned my teeth honestly, and then followed the way the teahouse owner taught me how to make tea when I came that day, I grabbed the teapot on the table to clean it up, and began to pour tea leaves in an orderly manner.

Mr. Shi laughed and patted his thighs and said to Qin Gong: "Old Qin, do you think this kid looks like the small town when he first met us. He is smooth and sleek, but he is very eye-catching."

"Huh?" Qin Gong, who was sitting on the edge of the table, seemed to see the contents of the newspaper. His mouth squirmed slightly twice, and his deep eyes swept towards the contents of the newspaper.

I felt happy in my heart, but it didn't show it on my face.

A few seconds later, Qin Gong turned his sight away, as if he had seen nothing, and then talked to Shi Gong about their respective family matters.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but my hands were still calm.

A few minutes later, I ran away the tea. The two elders took a few sips each, but did not comment. Qin Gong gently stroked the strings of the huqin and said, "Today we will sing a paragraph of "Xiao He Chasing Han Xin under the Moon".

"Okay." Shi Gong stood up straight, put his hands together on his chest, "Yiyiyi, Yayaya" and began to clear his throat.

After a few glances, I quietly retreated to the corner and sat down, ready to clap my hands and shout at any time.
Chapter completed!