Chapter 7 How come there is 1 less?

Chapter 7 How come there is 1 less?

Chapter 7 How come there is ten thousand less?
On the third night, Tang Deshang couldn't help himself and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he dreamed that he lived in an old Western-style house with three bedrooms and two living rooms.

Such an old villa would cost more than 10 million yuan nowadays.

Being able to live in such a house is the dream of many people in Shanghai.

At that time, the average housing area per person in Shanghai was only six square meters.

He also found a young wife in her twenties, who gave birth to a lovely son for him.

Tang Deshang held his chubby son in his arms and rode a horse and spun around in circles in the spacious living room.

Just when the father and son were having fun, the son fell off his neck.

He fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

The crying immediately attracted the child's mother, who started to scold him, "What's wrong with you? You can't even take care of your child."

Tang Deshang didn't expect that because he accidentally dropped the child, his wife would take the child back to her parents' home.

"Wife, please leave the child here. Don't leave."

No matter how hard I tried to persuade her to stay, my wife still left.

After my wife left, this family actually began to fall apart.

Tang Deshang fell into an endless abyss.

It felt like my head was hit hard.

Woke up and found out it was just a dream.

Tang Deshang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the briefcase in his hand was still there, his dream would always be there.

As usual, go to the bathroom.

There was someone in the toilet closest to this carriage.

Tang Deshang waited for ten minutes and became a little impatient. "Can the people inside please hurry up? You treat the toilet like your own home."

"Don't rush me. Everyone has a special time."

When Tang Deshang heard that it was a man, he got even angrier, "You're a man, what's the hurry?"

The man inside was no pushover either. “If you yell again, I’ll kill you when I get out.”

His tone was arrogant and domineering, and one could tell at once that he was someone who had crawled out of a dirty place.

Tang Deshang is a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. He has a bit of the arrogance of a big city guy, but he is unlucky when he meets a real tough guy or someone in a high position.

Dare not say a word.

I was scared away by a word from the big brother inside.

I went to the toilet at the other end somewhat reluctantly.

There are some kids here that he really hates.

Somehow, I feel annoyed when I see them.

His dirty appearance was incompatible with a noble man like him.

Especially seeing this group of poor kids actually sitting on the ground cracking melon seeds and eating fruits.

I thought: "Where did these poor kids get the money to buy so much food? They must have stolen the money from somewhere."

He glanced at his briefcase and found the thread was still tied properly.

With a sigh of relief.

"Get out of the way, don't stand at the intersection and block others."

Bald Zhang Ziming moved his butt timidly.

I also said sorry honestly.

Liu Lang whispered a few words in his ear and looked at Tang Deshang like a poisonous snake looking at its prey.

Tang Deshang was a little angry. He was actually trembling with fear at being stared at by a little kid.

"What are you looking at? Go away."

Liu Lang is a child who grew up with a violent temper. The more people get angry with him,

The more he refused to accept it.

I'm just looking at you, so what?

Tang Deshang got scared for the second time.

He hated these country bumpkins very much and glared at Liu Lang.

With a bang!

Lock these poor kids out.

"Liu Lang, you are so lucky that you can pick up money."

"Yes, Brother Kang just ran out of money yesterday.

I actually found some money on the last day.”

"You won't always be so lucky. Just enjoy your meal and stop talking so much."

Zhang Ziming immediately shut up and continued to eat happily.

Liu Lang lowered his head feeling somewhat guilty.

Only he knows what's going on.

Lin Meixia and the others seemed to have no idea.

There was no need for Li Kang to say anything about this matter.

We are all reborn, so who would still care about those messed up moral values ​​from the past?

Anyone who has been beaten by society knows that morality is a thing used to restrain the lower class.

If they want to take off in life, especially poor kids like them,
Normally, it takes many years to study, and nowadays, universities have just started to expand enrollment, and the admission rate is not high. The questions are difficult.

The easiest college entrance examinations were in 77 and 78.

The later questions were like this: the student who would later be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University might not even score 670 or 680 in the national examination in the 1990s.

Anyway, he didn't know where Liu Lang picked up the money, so why did he care?

He had almost spent all the money he had, with only a little left for bus fare.

You can't eat it all.

I ate instant noodles for two days in a row. They didn't taste that good.

When Li Kang was in school in his previous life, he ate instant noodles until he vomited.

I thought instant noodles nowadays tasted better, but they’re just so-so.

Lin Meixia and the others ate with gusto.

For ordinary people, it is not something they can afford to eat instant noodles.

Eating instant noodles with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan is too much to afford with a monthly salary of a few hundred yuan.

Only rich people like Tang Deshang could afford to eat it, and he ate fresh boxed meals on the train every meal.

But now he was in the toilet, sweating profusely.

"What happened! One stack is missing!"

"I've counted more than ten times, but the number still doesn't match."

Before opening the briefcase, he carefully checked that the anti-theft marks he had made had not been moved.

Since it hasn't been touched, how come a stack of money is missing?

That stack is worth ten thousand yuan!

An ordinary person may not be able to earn this much even after working for a year.

"There must be a thief!"

"Being targeted by a pickpocket."

Beads of sweat appeared on Tang Deshang's forehead.

No wonder he wasn't nervous.

He was carrying so much money, what if someone targeted him?

The consequences could be disastrous.

And he didn't dare to call the police.

Otherwise, I would have flown back to Shanghai long ago.

Airplane security is so strict that he would definitely be discovered.

He knew clearly where his money came from.

If the scandal gets serious, he won't get a penny.

Tang Deshang was unwilling to let someone steal his ten thousand dollars for nothing.

These three hundred thousand were accumulated by him after working for many years.

It can be said that every dollar is hard-earned.

For the rest of my life, I want to use this money to buy a few houses in Shanghai.

Marry a young wife and live a good life.

In my mind, I reviewed the people I met in the past few days.

Even though Tang Deshang often looks down on others, he is very decisive when something happens.

Not bad in my memory.

The more nervous he is, the calmer he appears.

When I first discovered that the money was missing, I exercised great restraint.

Otherwise, if someone hears it, it will alert the enemy.

The family of three sitting next to him was passed by him first.

He had some insight into people and could tell at a glance that the family were honest farmers.

When working away from home, I tolerate things as much as I can and never cause trouble.

Usually he bullies these honest people. He knows them best.

The person opposite him looked like a college student and had just gotten on the bus.

"It shouldn't be him either."

The person sitting opposite him was most likely a bachelor.

But the man had already gotten off the bus, and his money was not lost.

He suspected everyone around him, but didn't notice anyone targeting him.

Tang Deshang's vest was wet. "If someone passing by took it away, it would be troublesome."

Suddenly, the image of Liu Lang flashed before his eyes.

Those kids he hated so much.

Especially Liu Lang, whom he hated the most. He was not afraid of him at all.

And he had seen many such children when he was in Yunnan.

Since childhood, I have followed the gang leaders to do all kinds of sneaky things.

Although he is small, he has great abilities.

(End of this chapter)