Chapter 370 Friends
In the room, Lei Yuanzheng and Duan Xiaoling sat opposite each other, with Lao Guo sitting across from them, just like a family having a meal.
Zhang Nianzu and Asan looked at each other, neither of them knowing whether to leave or stay.
Duan Xiaoling burst into tears while eating. She stood up and picked up a photo of her son on the TV cabinet. Lei Yuanzheng was a chubby boy, and he still looks about 50% the same now. Duan Xiaoling looked back and forth between the photo and Lei Yuanzheng and said, "Why are you different from before?"
Duan Xiaoling's previous actions began to move her closer to that of a normal person. After this sentence came out, Asan and Zhang Nianzu didn't know how to respond and could only look at Lao Guo for help.
Lao Guo casually said while eating: "He is a tadpole now. When he grows legs, he will be the same as before..." The rest of the words were forcibly covered up by Ah San. A psychopath is a psychopath. You can't expect him to be always wise and foolish. At times like this, the side effects are reflected...
Duan Xiaoling seemed to have just noticed Lei Yuanzheng's legs at this moment. She exclaimed, "What happened to you?"
Lei Yuanzheng comforted her: "Mom, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."
Lao Guo said, "It's good that my son is back. If the other things are lost, they are lost."
Duan Xiaoling said: "That's right."
Lao Guo added: "Take him to identify his things later, and he will not leave."
Duan Xiaoling was surprised and asked, "Really?"
Lao Guo pushed the bowl aside and searched through the drawers. Finally, he took out a bunch of medicine bottles and looked around. He said, "Well, there are several kinds of medicine that are the same as what I take." He placed the medicine bottles in front of Lei Yuanzheng, told him how many pills to take each time, and when to take that one. Then he told Lei Yuanzheng, "Your mother probably hasn't taken medicine for a long time. You have to urge her to take it on time."
Lei Yuanzheng picked up the pills with his thick fingers and took notes carefully.
Zhang Nianzu and Ah San were amazed at what they saw, and thought to themselves that they were lucky to have brought Lao Guo with them today, otherwise, with their skills, they wouldn’t be able to match Duan Xiaoling with a single signal…
After Lao Guo arranged everything, he said to Zhang Nianzu, "We can go now."
Zhang Nianzu said to Lei Yuanzheng: "Don't forget what you promised me. I will have someone send a wheelchair over."
Lei Yuanzheng watched the men walk toward the door, and suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Zhang Nianzu!"
Zhang Nianzu turned around, and Lei Yuanzheng stared at him and said, "From now on, there will be no more grudges between you and me, and we will never meet again."
If an ordinary person said this, it would mean a breakup, but Zhang Nianzu understood something else. In the past, Lei Yuanzheng wanted to kill him, and he broke Lei Yuanzheng's leg, but from now on all these grudges would be written off and he didn't want to see him again, which meant that Lei Yuanzheng decided to live an ordinary life.
The three of them left the house, all of them filled with emotion. Only Lao Guo remained silent.
Ah San asked, "Old Guo, what are you thinking about?"
Lao Guo said: "Lei Yuanzheng has changed his mind and can live with his mother. Even if Bian Shikai wants to do the same, he has no chance. This shows that some mistakes cannot be made."
Ah San asked: "Why did you think of him?"
Zhang Nianzu said cautiously: "Old Guo, I have a question I have always wanted to ask you, but if I tell you, you may not want to answer..."
Lao Guo said: "How do you know if I want to answer if you didn't even ask me?"
"Well, I said—"
Lao Guo suddenly waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about it."
Ah San was full of curiosity and couldn't help asking, "Hasn't Brother Nianzu asked yet?"
Lao Guo said: "He said that, so it must be a question I don't want to answer. If I don't want to answer, then why bother asking - I am also slow-witted and would say such stupid things."
Ah San calculated for a long time before he understood what he meant. He murmured, "Your brain is faster than mine." He asked Zhang Nianzu, "What do you want to ask him?"
Zhang Nianzu looked at him and said, "Can you answer this?"
"Uh, never mind."
…
The three of them got in the car. The morning market had already ended. Zhang Nianzu walked aimlessly in the alley. Ah San said, "Brother Nianzu, let's find a place to eat something."
Lao Guo asked, "Why are you hungry again after just having dinner?"
Ah San collapsed and said, "You just ate it!"
Just then, a taxi in front stopped and dropped off a passenger. The driver skillfully put up the empty taxi sign and slowly drove forward.
Zhang Nianzu knew it was Zhao Weiming in the car without even looking at the license plate number. The two knew each other so well that just a glance at the back of his head was enough. Zhang Nianzu wanted to talk to him, so he honked the horn a few times behind Zhao Weiming. Zhao Weiming glanced back, and Zhang Nianzu believed he saw him, but he didn't expect the guy to run away as if he had seen a ghost.
"What the hell!" Zhang Nianzu muttered, and followed behind stubbornly.
Zhao Weiming turned out of the alley and onto the main road. Zhang Nianzu drove his car alongside him, lowered the window and called out, "Zhao Weiming!"
Zhao Weiming turned a deaf ear to him and Leng Ding went into another alley.
Zhang Nianzu didn't understand what was going on and was anxious and angry. He stepped on the accelerator and turned from the next intersection, and got stuck at the end of the alley in advance. Zhao Weiming had no way forward, so he could only stop the car and stare at Zhang Nianzu.
"Are you sick?" Zhang Nianzu cursed.
Lao Guo subconsciously said, "Who's sick? Is it time for me to take action again?"
Zhang Nianzu got out of the car, slammed the door, pointed at Zhao Weiming and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhao Weiming also got out of the car, leaned against it and said, "Nothing serious."
"Then why are you running?"
Zhao Weiming said awkwardly: "I don't want to see you."
Zhang Nianzu was surprised and asked, "Why?"
Zhao Weiming suddenly asked, "I heard that not only did you become the Grand Master, but you also got all the money back?"
"Zhao Meier told you?"
Zhao Weiming said, "She didn't tell me anything, but the documents she has in her hands recently all have your name on them—" He said carefully, "The money you got back must be at least tens of billions, right?"
Zhang Nianzu frowned and said, "Is this the reason why you ran away? Does this have anything to do with our friendship?"
Zhao Weiming put a hand on Zhang Nianzu's shoulder and patted him. He said in a mature and steady manner, "You, why don't you understand? If you won five million in the lottery, I would definitely beg you for a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand to spend, without even thinking of paying you back. But your status is different now. What was that word we learned in school? We are in different classes. We are destined to drift further and further apart in the future. So, when we meet on the street in the future, you will call me Xiao Ming and I will call you Nianzu. Our friendship ends here. I will never drag you down."
Zhang Nianzu listened, his brows knitted into an "eight" (8?) shape, and said speechlessly: "I didn't expect that Zhao Weiming, who is a drunkard and a whore, still has a Lin Daiyu in his heart. What the hell is wrong with you?" He suddenly realized, "Do you think I didn't tell you these things?"
Zhao Weiming twisted his shoulders and said, "No, it's all from my heart..."
Zhang Nianzu was at a loss, wondering whether to call Lao Guo out to give Zhao Weiming some psychological counseling. At this moment, a taxi happened to be dropping off someone at the entrance of the alley. The driver saw Zhao Weiming and leaned forward to shout, "Mr. Zhao!"
Zhao Weiming laughed dryly and said, "Don't shout nonsense, who is Mr. Zhao?"
The driver shouted, "Didn't you say that you had a super rich childhood friend who wanted to invest in you to revive Zhiyuan? I called you Mr. Zhao in advance, and remember to reduce the share money for me."
Zhao Weiming waved his hands desperately: "Go, go, go!"
The driver smiled and drove away.
Zhang Nianzu turned his head and saw Zhao Weiming sneaking into the car.
"Stop right there!"
Zhao Weiming's body stiffened and he didn't move.
Zhang Nianzu said cheerfully: "Normally, I should know your childhood friend. Who is he that is eager to invest in you?"
Zhao Weiming turned around and asked in surprise: "Nianzu, why are you here?"
Zhang Nianzu raised his hand and said, "Fuck me!"
Zhao Weiming begged for mercy: "I was just teasing you to see if you have turned into a black-hearted capitalist." He said righteously, "Am I, Zhao Weiming, the kind of person who would hide when seeing my friends become rich and powerful?"
