"I know, you should go early and come back early, don't be too impatient." Zhang Zhenqi shouted casually, took off his old sneakers, put on slippers and went to the next door.

"Is Zhenqi here?" Deng Xinglun's father, Deng Tianyuan, smiled happily after seeing Zhang Zhenqi.

Deng Xinglun came out of the room, his face full of jealousy: "Zhenqi, tell me, am I his biological son, or are you? I want to eat meat first, but I insist on waiting for you to come."

"Oh, you are all good brothers, why are you so fussy?" Deng Yuantian elbowed Deng Xinglun.

Zhang Zhenqi sat down with a smile.

The food is good.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, sour potatoes, and egg drop soup.

Deng Xinglun sat next to Zhang Zhenqi: "I'm talking about Zhenqi, but you can say something and give me a quick review."

"Xinglun, you don't play basketball. It's so hard for Zhenqi to play basketball. In the future, he will go to a C or an A. Can he be the same as you?" Deng Yuantian stood with bowls and chopsticks, while serving Zhang Zhenqi rice.

said.

Deng Xinglun rolled his eyes at his old father: "Okay, okay, your godson is the best. Isn't it okay if I'm not good?"

"Come on, Zhenqi, have a meal, and ignore this jealous little person." Deng Yuantian handed the rice bowl to Zhang Zhenqi.

"Thank you godfather." Zhang Zhenqi took over the job.

Deng Yuantian handed Deng Xinglun another bowl before sitting down.

"By the way, where is your dad? Why didn't you come over for dinner?" Deng Yuantian asked.

"I'm going to pay back the money. Didn't I borrow something before? It happened that a classmate helped me recently, so I wanted to pay back the money first." Zhang Zhenqi said embarrassedly.

I feel like this is extremely embarrassing.

After all, borrowing money is not a good thing.

"Okay, last time I asked you to get money for your dad, but your dad refused. Now that you have such a good classmate, you can't let him go." Deng Yuantian warned.

Zhang Zhenqi nodded.

In fact, the Deng family is not very wealthy.

Deng Yuantian has not saved much money over the years in order to raise his two children.

Let alone getting 50,000 yuan out of it.

I guess if I had agreed at that time.

Dad Deng also had to go out and borrow it.

Zhang Zhenqi didn't want to see Deng's father still being angry at his old age and running out to borrow money from others.

"Don't worry, Dad, Zhenqi and I have already thought about it. When we graduate from college and are selected in the draft, we will pay back the money. It won't take too long," Deng Xinglun said.

Deng Yuantian nodded, feeling that this was reasonable.

…

late at night.

A certain nightclub.

Li Guohao was sitting on the sofa in the box, holding a woman in each hand.

A man with a scar on his face stood there and reported to him.

"How's it going? Did you win that bad gambler?" Li Guohao asked.

Xu Yi said expressionlessly: "We haven't taken it yet. That person didn't know where he got the 50,000 yuan from. He said he would pay back the money today."

"What's the point of raising you trash!" Li Guohao slammed the table angrily.

Xu Yi continued: "But he lost again and the money was not returned."

"The old guy is indeed a bad gambler. No amount of money can save him." Li Guohao smiled happily.

"Boss, Huang Mao is looking for you outside." The younger brother knocked on the door from outside and came in.

Li Guohao frowned and said unhappily: "Tell that boy, if you can't take the North District, you don't have to come back."

"Master, Huangmao still has value," Xu Yi reminded.

Li Guohao looked at Xu Yi: "My dad asked you to come here because he listened to me. You don't need to give me instructions here, you know?"

"I'm just reminding you that Huang Mao has a lot of things in our hands now. If you don't want to use him, I can arrange for someone to get rid of him for you." Xu Yi said.

Li Guohao's expression dropped and he leaned on the sofa again.

As for Huang Mao, he actually didn't want to kill him so quickly.

After all, he is half his own bodyguard.

But now I hear what Xu Yi says, Huang Mao is really a little bit dangerous.

"You can make your own arrangements, I don't care."

Xu Yi exited the private room.

Huang Mao waited outside the nightclub for a long time.

I still didn't wait until the little brother who sent the message came out, so I was very anxious.

Until Xu Yi came to him.

Huang Mao met Xu Yi.

I know this is a big shot of the Li family.

But as to how big it is, I don’t know.

How do you know the thickness without trying it?

"Brother Xu, what did Brother Li say?"

"He said he asked you to take down the North District. If you can't take it down, you don't have to come back." There was still no change on Xu Yi's face.

This man is like an emotionless robot.

His voice was cold when he spoke.

Not even an expression.

"Oh, I know." Huang Mao turned around and got into the car.

Xu Yi immediately called someone over: "Assign a few people to go to the North District and tell those outsiders that whoever can kill Huang Mao will be the boss of the North District."

"Yeah." The younger brother also turned around and left.

The next day.

Zhang Zhenqi's father returned home.

He didn't dare to go in.

Last night he lost all the 50,000 yuan that Zhang Zhenqi brought back.

Originally I just wanted to try my luck.

Give it a try.

Winning money and leaving.

I did make money in the beginning.

But later I couldn't hold back and lost more and more.

Until all is lost.

If it weren't for the limited time, I would even want to borrow money to continue.

"Oh...why am I so useless! So useless! So useless..." The man slapped himself hard.

Zhang Zhenqi went to school and happened to come out.

See dad.

He asked very curiously: "Dad, why did you come back so late? Last night, Dad Deng asked us to wait for you to eat, but I didn't expect you never went back."

"Um...I'm fine. You can go to school." The man said and wanted to enter the house.

Zhang Zhenqi seemed to have discovered something wrong.

His father's expression just now was exactly the same as when he first became obsessed with gambling and lost everything.

"Dad...are you..." Zhang Zhenqi's arms trembled slightly.

The man gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Zhang Zhenqi had the answer in his heart.

"Did you borrow it again this time?"

"It's useless, Dad! I'm sorry for you." The man opened the door and walked in. He closed the door hard and leaned against the door.

At that time, he kept telling himself not to touch it again, not to touch it again.
To be continued...