Near the place where Zhang Yaqing lives, Bian Xuedao randomly found a hotel. For the sake of convenience, Bian Xuedao asked for a small private room.

It seems that Zhang Yaqing hasn't talked to anyone for a while, and without waiting for the dishes to come, he held a glass of wine and started drinking.

A bottle of beer was drunk in a blink of an eye.

After filling the cup, Zhang Yaqing said: "I really didn't expect you to come and see me."

Bian Xuedao said frankly: "I also came to the whim when I walked downstairs of the computer school."

Zhang Yaqing said: "It's not easy to get on a whim."

Seeing that Zhang Yaqing was drinking alone, Bian Xuedao touched him a glass, took a sip of beer, and asked, "I heard that you have been running an Internet cafe for several years, why are you not there again?"

Zhang Yaqing drank all the wine in a sip, reached out to take off his glasses, looked up, looked at the roof of the private room, as if controlling tears, or recalling the past, and asked Bian Xue: "What the hell are you talking about in this life?"

Without waiting for Bian Xuedao to continue the conversation, Zhang Yaqing continued: "When I had no money, I was plain and happy. Later, I made some money, but you were not you, and I was not me."

Bian Xuedao stood up and poured a glass of wine for Zhang Yaqing: "If you want to say it, just talk."

Zhang Yaqing said: "At the end of 201, I listened to your suggestions and changed the computer school to an Internet cafe. As expected, it was very profitable. By 204, Wang Song and I had a disagreement."

When Bian Xuedao saw Zhang Yaqing suddenly looking at the wine glass and stop talking, he asked, "What's the difference?"

Zhang Yaqing said: "Wang Song and his brother are particularly satisfied with the current situation of this Internet cafe, but I think with the popularity of domestic computers, Internet cafes cannot always make money so easily."

Bian Xuedao said: "What you think makes sense."

Zhang Yaqing said: "I told Wang Song to take out the deposit and go to the pedestrian street to buy two shops, one shop will be maintained for three generations. After having a shop, you will never starve to death even if you don't have anything."

Bian Xuedao looked at Zhang Yaqing and nodded.

Zhang Yaqing said: "Wang Song disagrees. She listened to his younger brother and was determined to continue to expand the scale of Internet cafes. I didn't agree either. I said that I might as well set up a store that sells computers. In the future, a family will have at least one computer, two or three more. If there are high requirements for computers, they will need to be upgraded in about five years. This transaction will last forever.

Basically, Bian Xuedao agrees with Zhang Yaqing's point of view. Even if tablets start to enter the home in a few years, there is still a fixed market for desktops and laptops.

Zhang Yaqing said: "After the investment direction was different, the siblings began to be scrupulous with me. Wang Song transferred money in the name of losing money by playing mahjong. Wang Bai raised a few gangsters in the Internet cafe and used a discount to get close to female students."

Bian Xuedao asked: "Why is this happening? You had a good relationship before."

Zhang Yaqing said: "It's all because of money. Wang Song said that his younger brother is not young anymore. He is at the age of marriage and wants to use his savings to buy a house for his younger brother. I have no objection to buying a house, but the house he wants is too big. I only lived in more than 8 square meters at that time, and he liked a 190 square meters. He has been an Internet administrator for two years. As for how hard work is it?

Bian Xuedao asked with a smile: "There is nothing else?"

Zhang Yaqing glanced at Bian Xuedao and said, "I often go to a hairdresser to get a haircut. A female hairdresser is very familiar with me. At the end of 2003, her mother had to undergo surgery, but she didn't have enough money to cut me. She was cutting my hair at that time, and she answered a phone call. When she came back to do it, she cried. I was kind-hearted and borrowed him 10,000 yuan.

Bian Xuedao asked: "Really sick and false?"

Zhang Yaqing said: "The next day, I also thought of this problem. I bought some fruit and asked her to take me to the hospital for treatment. It was really sick."

Bian Xuedao said: "It's really a disease, that's fine, just treat it as a good deed."

Zhang Yaqing sighed and said, "It was this time that something happened to the hospital. A friend of Wang Song knew me and saw me visiting a woman with him, so he told Wang Song about this. Then he had a misunderstanding and started making trouble with me. She even went to the hair salon to make trouble."

While learning to say "You and that hairdresser are really okay?" I almost asked, but when I heard the words, I returned from my mouth and swallowed them back.

Zhang Yaqing said: "I know what you want to ask. At first we were really nothing, I dare to swear to God. Later, my relationship with Wang Song disappeared. Once she drank with me and drank with me to relieve my sorrows. There was a...

Bian Xuedao asked: "Have you paid for it?"

Zhang Yaqing said: "I helped her open a small shop."

After eating the dish, Bian Xuedao pointed at the pot and pork that had just been served with chopsticks and said, "Don't just drink it, eat something, otherwise it will hurt your stomach."

Seeing Zhang Yaqing taking a few bites, Bian Xuedao asked: "I helped her open a shop, why are you so...?"

Zhang Yaqing was already a little drunk: "I won't hide it from you. I'm leaving all my money with her. I want to divorce Wang Song. Wang Song can lose all the money, and I can also lose all the money. The trouble caused by her brother made me spend hundreds of thousands of dollars. I've lost my family and lost my business so far. I still want to ask me for money, but I don't even have any door."

Bian Xuedao asked: "Do you trust her so much?"

Zhang Yaqing waved her hand and said, "I have lived with Wang Song for several years, and my life is like boiled water. But from the first sight of me, I felt like... I felt like we knew each other in my previous life, really... I was either friends or husband and wife in my previous life, and I knew each other very close. So, I always went to her to get a haircut. Her skills were not good, so I let her pay attention. I believe her, really, I believe her. Even if she lied to me and made me penniless, I don't hate her. You will definitely say that I am obsessed with it. I know it's not. This feeling is wonderful, but it's my real feeling. Alas, you don't understand it. That feeling of people from the previous life meeting again in this life."

Hearing Zhang Yaqing say "Meet again again", Bian Xuedao asked with a smile: "Have you heard this song?"

Zhang Yaqing said: "Of course I have heard of it. Her hair salon always loves to play this song, and it is this song that awakens my feelings for her."

At this point in the conversation, Zhang Yaqing's fate took another turn.

His relationship with that female hairdresser is no longer important. The key is that he accidentally made Bian Xuedao feel like he was a soulmate.

Thinking of his fateful entanglement with Xu Shangxiu, Bian Xuedao's idea was to try his best to help Zhang Yaqing and the female hairdresser, as long as they truly love each other and are willing to accompany each other's second half of their lives.

Yes, that's the word: fulfillment.

With a firm view in my heart, Bian Xuedao decided to change the topic.

"Do you know what Jinghai is doing now?" Bian Xuedao asked.

This question puzzled Zhang Yaqing's question: "What? Jinghai? Jinghai?"

Bian Xuedao said: "Give me a QQ number and ask me to ask him for the question Jinghai."

Zhang Yaqing, who had drunk a lot of alcohol, was a little slow in mind. After a while, he finally realized: "You said Lao Lu, right, his QQ is Jinghai. He has gone abroad."

"Have you gone abroad? Where have you gone?"

"USA."

Zhang Yaqing said: "He worked as a network engineer at Baidu for several years. He resigned last year and went to the United States for further studies. Last month, he called me and said that he regretted it so much that he shouldn't have sold the Baidu stocks he had. In fact, it wasn't much different at that time. I would have known that he would have borrowed some from his classmates."

When Bian Xuedao heard that he had collected a lot of Baidu stocks last year, could it be that there was Jinghai's stock in it?
Chapter completed!