After finding a corner where someone was caught, Wu Bei counted the loan carefully again.

When Qi Jinlong ordered money, it was a ritual, and counting it again was life.

Five thousand plus the two thousand that Wang Shun had lent to him before was almost enough for the old man to spend the next few days.

"call.."

Wu Bei lit a cigarette and spit out a long white mist.

Since the old man got sick, he has not been as "enriched" as he is today for a long time.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Wu Bei hesitated and pulled out a large ticket to go to the small supermarket opposite.

He decided to buy something for Uncle Ren, who was guarding the door. After all, he might have to sleep in the security room for a while, so it is not appropriate to eat and drink for nothing.

Although he was very generous when he gave Qi Jinlong money just now, his daily life was particularly stingy.

He can smoke a cigarette in three times, and he can eat a set of pancakes and fruits for two meals.

In the words of the old man Wu Shihao once taught him: Friends who can create value for you should never be stingy!

After leaving the supermarket, Wu Bei returned to the gatehouse with cigarettes and wine.

"It's pretty early to get off work."

Uncle Ren greeted him with a smile.

Wu Bei took out Erguotou from the plastic bag and asked with a smile: "Uncle, it's time for dinner. Don't you worry, let's have some drinks?"

"White Niu, I'm so proud of this!"

Uncle Ren did not say anything and took out two glasses from the drawer.

Bulk peanuts and cheap Erguotou, two men who can be one round apart in age are smiling and cheering.

Wu Bei didn't know much about Uncle Ren.

I only know that he has been a security guard in the community for many years. He doesn't know where his home is and what it is, but it doesn't affect his respect for Uncle Ren at all.

In this regard, he perfectly inherited Wu Shihao's genes of free and easy life.

At his peak, Wu Shihao never asked why or his identity when he invited someone to dinner. He borrowed money from his friends and even threw it out in bundles. Unfortunately, his generousness did not win any reward, at least in Wu Bei's heart.

After drinking two glasses of white wine, Uncle Ren was already a little drunk and bit his cigarette mouth and said, "Xiao Wu, you should find a business to make money at a young age. If you don't fight now, you will have no energy to be ambitious at my age!"

Wu Bei smiled bitterly: "I think so, but I don't have the chance or the luck."

"Then you are still poor and not completely poor!"

Uncle Ren glanced at him and said, "This moneyless man is like a toothless poisonous snake. He only has a frightening appearance, but he can't do anything!"

Wu Bei's heart trembled, as if he suddenly caught some inspiration, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

“Buzz…buzz.”

An annoying mosquito roared around Wubei, and he immediately looked up and looked for it.

"Bang!"

Uncle Ren slapped his arm with a slap. The mosquito's humming came to an abrupt end, and Uncle Ren's arm had blood stains the size of a fingernail.

After glanced at Wu Bei, Uncle Ren murmured to himself: "Is it worth it to pay my life for the sake of stuttering?"

Wu Bei was stunned for a few seconds, and the feeling just now hit his heart again.

"It's worth it! It has to be alive!" Uncle Ren spoke slowly, then grabbed the wine glass: "I have to go back after drinking this sip!"

"Thank you uncle!"

Wu Bei stood up with a "rubbing" and held the wine glass with both hands, bent down respectfully, and thanked the elder in front of him for his enlightenment!

Some people take a lifetime to grow up, while others may only take a moment.

Just now, Wu Bei suddenly realized that it would be embarrassing to make any choice in order to survive.

"Haha, I'm drunk, I like to talk nonsense as soon as I drink."

Uncle Ren laughed and left the security room staggeringly.

Like last night, the talkative uncle once again left his cigarette and lighter to Wu Bei.

In this dark night, Wu Bei smoked a few cigarettes and made the most important choice in his life. He had to use any means to make money.

At midnight, Wu Bei had just fallen asleep, and the noisy ringtone of his cell phone woke him up.

Seeing that it was Qi Jinlong's number, he hurriedly answered: "Is there a new hole in another brother?"

Qi Jinlong asked breathlessly: "Brother Wu, do you know Luohu? It's the guy who chats with you in my store during the day!"

“He and I are really good friends.”

"Shut up! I'll beat you up again!"

Before he could answer, Qi Jinlong's roar and a man's plea sounded again on the phone.

Judging from the posture, it should be the guy with dreadlocks.

"I don't know!"

Wu Bei's answer without hesitation.

"Brother, can you please let me say something to him?"

A few seconds later, the young man hurriedly shouted: "Brother, please help me. I'll pull you over during the day. Besides, you should know that I'm not short of money. You've seen it when I withdraw it, right?"

Wu Bei frowned and interrupted: "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
Chapter completed!