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Chapter 2 - Where is the money?

"The wedding gift is three hundred thousand, not a cent less!"

 "I don't care about the money, I just want to know how important I am to you."

"Also, your apartment cannot be in your mother's name, it has to be transferred to my name."

 A window seat at the Gray Whale Cafe in Shenzhen.Thirty-eight-year-old Jiang Qin looked at his marriage partner and suddenly felt that her face looked a little unfamiliar.

  They met through a blind date and have been together for more than half a year. Since they are no longer young and don't have time to delay it any longer, they have been discussing marriage recently.

  To be honest, Jiang Qin didn't have much feelings for her, and he believed that the other party had similar thoughts.

  After all, he is almost 40 years old. Is it still for love that he gets married and has children?

  He probably just doesn't want to live alone for the rest of his life...But he didn't say anything. Instead, he drank the water in the cup silently and looked out the glass window, his ears automatically blocking out the other person's voice.

He thinks life is pretty fucked up.

Because his parents said that knowledge can change one's destiny, he studied hard since he was young, thinking that he would be rich and extraordinary in the future.But after he started working, he realized that he was not even an ordinary person. When he first entered the workplace in 2016, he was forced to drink by a table full of clients and was admitted to the hospital. He was unable to see his grandmother who raised him for the last time. When the project collapsed in 2019, he was forced to take the blame. He stayed in a rented apartment and ate instant noodles for five months, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.

  The job he got later was relatively stable, but it was far from where he lived. He worked so hard that he had to save up his time to pee twice just to buy a car.

  After 22 years, he finally bought a car, but he found that he could not afford to fill up the gas tank and could not urinate completely.

  After he turned 30, he found that the rent was rising faster than his salary, so he worked hard to save money and told his parents about his idea of ​​buying a house in Shenzhen.

  From that day on, there was no more meat on my parents' table.

But he still couldn't raise enough for the down payment, so his father kept it from him. He worked during the day and drove for Didi at night, and almost got a cerebral hemorrhage.

  Is poverty really related to laziness?

  Jiang Qin has been thinking about this question over the years.

He felt that he was diligent enough and fully lived up to his name.

 But where is the money?

Who actually made the money?

  When he was a child, his parents told him earnestly that as long as he was willing to endure hardships, he would succeed.

  But what he discovered when he grew up was that as long as you are willing to endure hardships, there will be endless hardships to endure.

  Now, his blind date partner wants a dowry of 300,000 yuan.

  "Jiang Qin, are you listening to me?"

  "Yes, I've been listening."

  "Then why don't you say anything? I've been talking for a long time, and my voice is hoarse, but you don't care!"

  Jiang Qin put down the water cup, and after a long silence, he said: "Why don't you not get married?"

  The woman was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "What do you mean by this?" "

  Nothing, I just feel very tired and want to go home and have a sleep."

  "Jiang Qin, you coward, no wonder you are 38 years old and no woman wants to be with you!"

  Jiang Qin ignored the woman's roar, walked out of the western restaurant, and walked aimlessly along the road.

  When he walked to a construction site, he saw a banner hanging on the wall that read "Workers are the best."

  So he lit a cigarette, took two puffs and burned a hole in it.

  He actually didn't have many complaints about the woman, and even thought her request was normal.

  She's already 35, what's wrong with being more realistic?

  He was just thinking about a problem.

  When will this kind of days end?

  People who have never worked are desperately trying to convince themselves that workers are the best, but people who have been working dare not say anything and can only nod and admit, yes, yes, yes.

  But how can I be considered a superior person?

  I only own two pairs of AJ shoes in my life, and they are from Putian. Do you call this a superior person?

  As for love?

  Jiang Qin didn't even know if this thing existed.

  He had been on several blind dates and met several girls introduced by his friends. Any of them could have been okay with him, but the saddest thing was that they were just okay with each other.

  back on my life, there are so many regrets in this life...

  Jiang Qin sighed, took out his phone from his pocket, and wanted to find a friend to drink with him, but when he clicked it, he saw four text messages.

  A credit card payment reminder, a phone bill arrears warning, and a message saying, "Brother, I'm nearby and no one is home today."

  The last message came from his direct supervisor, who told him in earnest words that the company's performance had not been good recently and hoped that employees could voluntarily reduce their salaries and overcome the difficulties together with the company.

  Jiang Qin instantly lost the mood to drink and continued smoking downstairs in the construction building.

  In this era, if you want to be rich, you absolutely cannot work, because the distribution of resources in this society is inherently unfair.

  But when he thought of his age, Jiang Qin couldn't help laughing.

  Isn't it a bit unrealistic to start a business at the age of 38?

  His waist has been broken due to fatigue in the past two years, and his cervical spine has problems. The cross neuralgia is more frequent than frequent urination.

  If I drag this broken body to start a business, even if I succeed I will be fifty years old. What is there to enjoy in this life?

  If only I could start over again, I wouldn't work for anything and would just hang out with rich women.

  If you really can't do it, start your own business. Believe that you can earn money again if you lose it, but you can earn more if you lose your conscience.

  Jiang Qin took a deep breath, pinched his sore neck, and couldn't help but glance upwards.

  Um?

  What's that black mass? And it's coming head on?

  "..."

  "Give him an injection of adrenaline, quickly!"

  "..."

  "Welcome the Olympics, be civilized, and set a new trend!"

  "..."

  "Where's Director Liu? Ask if the operating room is vacant, hurry up!"

  "..."

  "The door of my house is always open, and I am waiting for you with open arms."

  Jiang Qin suddenly felt a little dazzling in front of his eyes, a little noisy in his ears, his skin a little hot, and his head a little dizzy.

  Blurredly, he saw a very beautiful little girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

  She was wearing a fluffy floral dress, revealing a small part of her white and smooth calves, a straight nose, rosy thin lips, thin and curled eyelashes, and a pair of bright eyes.

  Jiang Qin smiled.

  During all these years of working diligently to buy cars and villas for his big boss, he had never even dreamed of such a beautiful girl.

  Such a beautiful girl would cry for a long time if she was slapped, right?

  "Jiang Qin, I really don't want to have a boyfriend. I'm sorry."

  Jiang Qin couldn't laugh anymore because he found that the girl in front of him became more and more vivid and clear.

  Her floral dress was printed with wild chrysanthemums. She stood gracefully on the red plastic track, using her arms as white as snow to slightly block the sunlight so that she wouldn't be unable to open her eyes.

  But even so, the hot weather still made this beautiful young girl look a little irritated.

  "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement. We can still be good friends, right?"

  Jiang Qin's brows began to frown, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

  She knew this girl, Chu Siqi, the class beauty in high school. She should be married now.

  I pursued her for seven years, from high school to college, and was almost rejected by her to the point of doubting my life.

  In fact, Jiang Qin is not a die-hard bootlicker, and he would not do something like clinging to someone to death.

  But the problem was that Chu Siqi had been intervening in his life as a friend, asking him to do this and that, not allowing him to date other girls, and occasionally giving him some hope and throwing a few candies, which really tortured the young Jiang Qin.

  "I'll consider becoming your girlfriend after your freshman year!"

  "I didn't expect the sophomore year's workload to be so heavy. Let's talk about it in my junior year."

  "I have a lot of competitions to participate in my junior year. I don't have time for a relationship."

  It wasn't until the second semester of my junior year that she came hand in hand with a tall and thin boy wearing couple outfits.

  That day, her face was full of tenderness, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she asked her boyfriend with a smile whether he was handsome or not.

  After that, he was set in his heart and never thought about falling in love again, which led to the story of him reluctantly finding someone to get married at the age of 38.

  There was no concept of a spare tire in 2008. It was not until the Internet became well developed that Jiang Qin realized that he was a spare tire.

  She just hasn't found the right one yet, so she's been so distant and close to me. When she's happy, she'll flirt with me, but when she's unhappy, she'll ignore me.

  To put it bluntly, he was just a tool for her to kill time when she was bored.

  The past events were still vivid in his mind, but Jiang Qin felt a little dizzy and had some tinnitus at this moment.

  In my memory, I remember Seongnan High School, the class beauty of Girls' Generation.

  Is this... rebirth?

  Or are you dreaming?

  If it is rebirth, then what about Ding? Why not?

  Jiang Qin stretched out his hand tremblingly and grabbed the air twice without waking up any virtual screen.

  Is this a fake reborn person? Not even equipped?

  "Jiang Qin, did you hear me? I really don't want to fall in love now."

  "Okay, I'll listen to you."

  Jiang Qin replied casually, then closed his eyes, trying to see if he could awaken the golden finger with his mind, but unfortunately, he failed, there really was no system.

  Chu Siqi was unexpectedly stunned when she heard his straightforward answer. Jiang Qin's attitude was full of indifference, which made her feel like she was punching cotton, powerless and futile.

  "Didn't you hear me clearly? I just rejected you!"

  "I heard you. I'm not deaf."

  "Then...then you have nothing to say to me?"

  Jiang Qin accepted the reality of having no system, and his eyes fell on Chu Siqi's hand: "What is that in your hand?"

  Chu Siqi raised the envelope in her hand with a proud look on her face: "This is the love letter you just stuffed into my hand. I said I don't want it, please give it back to me. Don't write to me next time." "

  Then can you give it back to me? I need it."

  Jiang Qin took the love letter back without waiting for her to agree, then took out the page inside, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, then unfolded the envelope, spread it flat on his knees, and quickly wrote two lines of words.

  I don't work for anything, I just want to be with a rich woman if possible.

  You can earn money again if you lose it, but you can earn more if you lose your conscience

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