Netherworld Investigator Chapter 313: Wang Dali Ventures

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After the heartbroken xun case was over, in order to fulfill what I had promised to Sun Bingxin, I went to her house as a guest.

Sun Huo has returned from the province, and he looks very tired. He is going to the province to study the countermeasures against the mysterious organization. I patronized Sun Bingxin playing the game console without him. Talking about it.

After dinner, Tiger Sun called me to the balcony and said earnestly: "My nephew!"

I thought he was going to tell me some important information, but when he opened his mouth, he said, "Seeing that you and my baby girl are getting along pretty well recently. In fact, let’s be honest, I’m very good at giving her to you. Don't worry! There is a saying that I, as an elder, still have to tell you, I am not a feudal conservative parent. I know that if my daughter is too old, some things will come naturally. But as a boy, you must have a certain sense of protection. Having an abortion will affect your body for the rest of your life."

I almost vomited blood. I just said this for a long time. I said clearly: "Uncle Sun, Bing Xin and I are purely very good friends. I haven't reached that point, let's talk about..."

I changed my mind. The relationship with Huang Xiaotao belongs to my personal privacy, and there is no need to say it.

Sun Huo said with a surprised look: "Have I misunderstood? But I think you two have no guesses. If we can be together in the future, I will also be very pleased. The father is afraid that his daughter will be abducted by an unknown kid. Run. I saw the girls eloped with the gangsters on TV, thinking that if this happened in my house, I would have to blow my lungs!"

Ashamed, I said a few perfunctory words and asked about business. But when he talked about business matters, Sun Huo started haha. As far as it is concerned, it is estimated that it involves state-level secrets, so I won't ask any more.

During this period, Wang Dali has changed the most. He successfully obtained his driver's license and drove the Mercedes-Benz sedan issued by the police with the ownership and the right of use to him.

When I went out to test the car on the first day, Wang Dali was dressed in a casual suit. I joked: "Unconsciously, he became the person he hated the most in the past. Now some people believe that you are a rich second generation. "

Wang Dali exclaimed: "How can I use the title of rich second generation to insult me? Our two brothers will be rich from scratch."

I said: "By the way, is it interesting for you to start a business?"

Wang Dali waved his hand: "I'll talk about it later! I just learned how to drive, but it's not very good. Don't talk to me to distract me."

We went around around the school. At noon, Wang Dali found a restaurant to invite me to dinner, ordered a table of good dishes, and offered nothing but hacks and steals. I opened the door and asked, "Are you kiddo?" Do you want me?"

Wang Dali's two palms joined together: "You can't hide anything from your eyes, in fact...that Yangzi...how to say..."

I interrupted him and said: "Don't hesitate, just talk!"

Wang Dali said embarrassedly: "I need a start-up capital now, can you lend me some money?"

After going around for a long time, it turned out to be this thing. I asked: "How much?"

Wang Dali replied: "The more the better."

I have more than one million in my account. It may not be considered money in the eyes of the rich second generation, but for me it is all savings. I didn't think too much, and said directly: "Is one million enough?"

Wang Dali exclaimed excitedly: "Enough is enough! More than enough!"

I immediately transferred the account. Wang Dali vowed to pay me back. I know that starting a business is difficult, so I don’t want to put too much pressure on him, so I replied: “You don’t need to pay it back, just treat me as a shareholder, regardless of you. Entrepreneurship is success or failure. I own one million shares, okay?"

Wang Dali nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will not let you down."

I reminded me again: "But if you have something to say, don't spend too much time. The money is not too much, and it is not too much. If you ask me to pay another million, it will be no more..."

Wang Dali patted his chest and promised: "No problem, I promise that every penny will be spent on the blade!"

As a result, I turned around and called the waiter to add the two most expensive dishes. I almost vomited blood.

Wang Dali continues to create his business with great enthusiasm, and he will not disclose any specific content to me. I have the right to assume that there is no such thing. The worst result is nothing more than a business failure. Then I honestly go to work.

In a blink of an eye, May, all the students on campus put on cool summer clothes, and there is only one month left before we graduate.

Everyone came out to have a meal every Sanchawu, drank beer with cheap green pepper potato shreds and twice-cooked pork, dreaming about the future, with great pride, when drunk, hugged their heads and cried, remembering the youth that is about to die!

The boys in the class had a small gathering for three days and a big gathering for five days. The result was extreme happiness and sadness. The boss of our dormitory drank too much once and was hospitalized with stomach bleeding.

But within a few days, the boss recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and then we ran to the cheap Sichuan restaurant outside under the name of "Celebrating the recovery of the boss"-we lost once, eating and drinking for more than two hours, the boss and the second. Drunk, Wang Dali was also a little drunk, and we walked back with one of us.

As night fell, some lower-grade girls in dresses on campus walked all the way and talked and laughed. Wang Dali said with an old-fashioned emotion: "You are so good to be young. Looking at these young and beautiful little girls, I can't help but evoke memories of my youth. At that time, I was walking down the street like this, looking at other girls eagerly."

I scolded: "After pouring the cat urine, I will make a fuss. Go back and sober up with some vinegar."

Wang Dali explained: "Isn’t alcohol intoxicating everyone is drunk? Oh, Yoko, do you think I’ve made a big mistake? I’ve known that I should go to junior girls in this resource-poor mine. It’s better to go to someone’s rich mine to try your luck. The seniors always bring their own halo in front of the school girls. Regret, regret!"

I smiled and said: "It's too late now, go up and try your luck!"

Wang Dali persuaded for a second, and waved his hand again and again: "No today, let's go another day!"

I said: "Counsel, I bet ten yuan, you will not dare to talk to a strange girl when you die."

Wang Dali was hit by the radical action in an instant: "Who said I dare not!"

"Then go on."

"Go on!"

Wang Dali put the drunk man on his shoulders on the side of the road, plucked up the courage to walk towards the group of girls, and walked back halfway: "Forget it, I only have Sister Bingxin in my heart."

I despise: "Counsel!"

Wang Dali began to argue with reason again: "Fate is something you can't find. It's hard to find a ten meter if you hit seven feet. Maybe inadvertently, some school girls come to the door."

I mocked: "Don't find a girlfriend, buy a banana!"

We helped the drunk man back downstairs in the dormitory, and saw a petite girl in a goose yellow dress standing downstairs, peering at the door of the dormitory, as if waiting for someone. I joked: "I really made you right, a school girl came to you."

Wang Dali sighed and said: "I am not a man on campus, I must be looking for you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the girl turned her face and asked timidly: "Excuse me, who is Senior Song Yang?"

I was slightly surprised, Wang Dali opened his mouth, he really came to me.