Fu Zhisong is a person who is extremely concerned about things other than gambling, so after he was released from prison, he did not contact Chen Tianze immediately. Instead, he thought about getting some money first, changing two sets of decent clothes, and then bringing some gifts to attend the banquet held by Chen Tianze. Because when he was inside, he called Chen Tianze on the phone and knew what date he would do to hold the wedding.

On the day she was released from prison, there was only one girl who came to pick up Fu Zhisong. She looked about the same age as Fu Zhisong, but she was a little old-fashioned and not very good-looking. She had high cheekbones and relatively dark skin. The only thing that made people shine was probably the only one who was nearly 1.7 meters tall and her figure was considered to be a body-building and slim, but her facial features made people look awkward and did not belong to the kind of beautiful women at all.

The girl is Wenwen. In the past few years since Fu Zhisong stayed there, the family had never saved money for him. Instead, the girl came to save some of her money from time to time and found a disciplinary relationship for him. But when Fu Zhisong was in prison, he lied to everyone. He never mentioned this girl to everyone, nor did he say that the girl had saved money for him, because he felt that a girl always came to save money for him, but no one in his family cared about him, so he would be embarrassed.

After picking up Fu Zhisong at the prison gate, Wenwen was a little nervous. She was carrying an old canvas bag on her left shoulder, lowered her head and kept playing with the strap of the canvas bag with her hands. She asked in a trembling voice: "I'll meet you, why don't you see me?"

"I have to spend money when I see you, it's a waste." Fu Zhisong replied expressionlessly.

"...I'm not afraid of spending some money if I can see you." Wenwen replied stubbornly.

After hearing the sound, Fu Zhisong was silent for a while, turned around and looked at Wenwen and asked, "Did you have dinner in the morning?"

"No, I knew you were going out. I didn't sleep all night and waited until dawn to come to prison." Wenwen tentatively wanted to hold Fu Zhisong's arm, but the latter unconsciously moved his arm away, keeping a certain distance from Wenwen from beginning to end.

"…!" Wenwen was a little embarrassed. After holding Fu Zhisong's arm, the palm of her hand stagnated in the air for a while, she changed the subject and asked, "Let's go eat shabby?"

"Do you still have money in your pocket?" Fu Zhisong suddenly asked.

"I knew you were going to come out, but I didn't spend my salary last month. I kept saving it, and there were still more than 2,000 yuan." Wenwen lowered her head and took out more than 20 hundred yuan bills from her bag, then mixed it with the change in her pocket, stuffed it directly into Fu Zhisong's hand and said, "I'll give it to you!"

"...You go back, I'll go find you tomorrow or the next day." Fu Zhisong took the money and put it in his pocket, and urged Wenwen to leave with a blank expression.

"What are you going to do?"

"Do something!"

"Have you promised me not to contact those people in society? My boss and I have agreed that you can go out and work directly in the kitchen. Can we live a good life?" Wenwen persuaded anxiously.

"Don't worry about me, go back first, I'll find you tomorrow or the next day." Fu Zhisong looked a little impatient, but he still bit the bullet and explained: "In a few days, a friend's nightclub opened, I have to get some money and give me a gift. I may go to work with him in the future."

"What kind of people do you know in prison and you can't believe it. Do you know what they are doing outside?" Wenwen was very worried.

"I know what I know in my heart, stop being too lazy, let's go!" Fu Zhisong urged again.

"...I miss you all, can't you go tomorrow?" Wenwen's eyes were full of grievances.

Fu Zhisong frowned and said, "I said, I will go to you tomorrow or the next day. Can you stop being too lazy?"

Wenwen was silent for a few seconds before she pursed her chapped lips and said, "You go, I'll watch you go."

"Oh!" Fu Zhisong looked at Wenwen's appearance, sighed speechlessly, and turned around and was about to leave. But after walking halfway, he remembered that Wenwen gave all the money to herself, then turned around and took out a hundred yuan and said, "Go back by taking a taxi."

"Just give me one dollar, I'll take the bus back."

"I'll let you take a taxi back."

"Save some money, and you will have to pay the room fee next month."

"…!" Fu Zhisong forced a hundred yuan into Wenwen's hand, then reached out to stop a taxi, and then stepped forward and got up.

Wenwen stood there and watched Fu Zhisong disappear completely from her sight. She walked to the grocery store and spent 50 cents to buy a popsicle, exchanged 100 yuan for change, and finally spent 100 yuan to take the bus home.

...

At 8:30 in the evening, in a certain KTV.

Fu Zhisong took Wenwen's money, invited four friends, and called four ladies, sitting together to talk about things.

"Old cat, has there been a game recently?" Fu Zhisong turned his head and looked at the friend beside him and asked.

"What a big deal?" the old cat asked yawning.

"...It's the big picture, the plate is up to 500,000 yuan, is there any?" Fu Zhisong asked again.

"There are few here, but there are those on the Tongl side." Laomao responded while eating fruit: "They have been working on it recently. Some bosses often recommend 300,000 or 500,000."

"Let's go tomorrow morning?" Fu Zhisong asked in a low voice.

"Fuck, do you have money?" Lao Mao asked squintly, "I tell you, in the game over there, you have 10,000 or 20,000 in your pocket. If you have a very memorable point, it will be enough to see one or two cards."

"I just don't have money, so I want to find the overall situation." Fu Zhisong responded with licking his lips.

"You don't have money, so what are you going to do?" Old cat was stunned.

"I want to play some ghost money. Do you dare to do it with me?" Fu Zhisong stretched out two fingers at the old cat with a vague move: "I play with 200,000 yuan."

"Mom, I'm playing 200,000 yuan? Let me tell you that Tongl's "director" has a very strong relationship. If you want him to catch him, he can cut off your legs." The old cat said with a very serious expression.

The director is a professional term for money-spoken people in the northern region. He does not refer to the director of an official department, but to the person who specializes in organizing gambling and setting up the bureau. The boss who calls the gambling bureau is called the "director".

"You are a little shaking (brave) but why are you always thinking about what people can seize? I told you that you have to have a guarantee in this game. I seized the opportunity and just bet two cards. If you lose, put the ghost money there. If you win, we will leave immediately." Fu Zhisong lay in the ear of the old cat and said, "Two of your three friends, you have to go in with me. If you have something bad, then we will do it; if it is done, we will get into your car when we go out."

"I guarantee that I really know one. I have played in that game several times. When I won, I even gave him three or five thousand yuan (rewards)!" Lao Mao licked his lips and asked, "You really want to do it?"

"Yes, I have to do it!" Fu Zhisong nodded.

"... Let's play with ghost money. If we don't make a sound in the bureau, we will have to make a sound after that. The brothers who guaranteed will not be dealt with?" Lao Mao asked again worriedly: "The director must have made him!"

"If you care about him, there will be no friends among the money-spoken people. It's all for money. If you feel sorry for it, then throw him 20,000 yuan." Fu Zhisong frowned and persuaded him.

"Okay, then I'll go tomorrow."

"It's OK!"

After the two discussed, they continued to have fun in the small KTV. Fu Zhisong, who had been in a silence for several years, took the lady who accompanied him back to the hotel in the evening. That night, all the expenses were the two thousand dollars Wenwen gave Fu Zhisong.

...

Early the next morning, Fu Zhisong and others set off for Tongl. Wenwen got up in the morning, turned her head and looked at the box of Sanxian Yi noodles, bent down and took out the last pack of instant noodles, broke the bread with half of the bread and cooked it, and then ate breakfast with a hard steamed bun. The remaining half of the bread and seasonings were the lunch she left for herself.

at the same time.

Brother Zhu, the owner of the Northeast Renren Cabaret, sat in the car and turned his head to the young man and asked, "You really want to go with me?"
Chapter completed!