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"Oh..." She just responded and suddenly woke up.
"When did you come back? By the way, your clothes are still outside!" She quickly stood up with the help of crutches.
Song Gangdong said unhappily: "I just came back, and I'm waiting for you to collect the clothes until tomorrow. I've already taken them back..."
He paused after taking a look at the clothes because he found something wrong with them. What was the yellow stripe on the white shirt? And the white frost on the black sportswear? And he felt something sticky on his hands...
"It's good that I have it back. It took me a lot of effort to wash the clothes, but it feels very simple. It would have been done quickly if my feet weren't inconvenient," she said without feeling any complacency.
"Look for yourself how you washed the clothes." Song Gangdong threw the clothes to her with a dark face.
"What's that attitude? Is there something wrong?" Shinomiya Mikoto said unhappily.
As a result, when he saw the clothes, he was shocked and shouted angrily: "How could it become like this! It was obviously washed very clean! It must have been messed up by the unclean things blown in from outside."
Song Gangdong held his forehead and explained: "This is all because the detergent was not used properly. Can you tell me in detail how you washed it today..."
"Huh? I am..."
After she finished her narration, she also reminded me, "Don't add too much detergent next time. It took me a long time to clean up."
"You..." Song Gangdong didn't know what to say after hearing this.
"Is that washing machine not working? You have enough money to buy a better one," she suggested seriously.
Song Gangdong was completely out of temper this time. He said dejectedly, "Miss, didn't I tell you to just put the clothes in? There's detergent in the washing machine so you don't need to put detergent powder in it. And in that case, you can just start it and wash it again!"
"How would I know if you hadn't told me earlier?" Shinomiya Mikoto said stubbornly while looking at the clothes.
She now knew that it was mainly her fault that things turned out like this, but she also felt that it was not entirely her fault.
"Yes, yes, I shouldn't have asked you to do that. Go upstairs and have a rest quickly," Songgang urged with a sigh.
"Hmph, I would have done it even if you didn't tell me." She turned around and was about to go upstairs.
Just at this moment, a gurgling sound was heard, and Sigong stopped at the stairs. There was no doubt that it came from her stomach.
"I haven't had dinner yet. Would you like a bowl of noodles later?" Song Gangdong asked with a sigh.
"Since you invite me like this, I'll reluctantly eat a bowl. Oh, and add an egg to it," Shinomiya Mikoto replied, turning around and looking up.
After saying that, he walked back to the sofa and sat down, as if what had just happened had not happened.
"This guy is getting more and more shameless," Song Gangdong complained in his heart.
Chapter 21 Songgang's Car
The sound of slurping noodles can be heard on the dining table. In Neon, the louder the sound, the more delicious the noodles are, which is equivalent to praising the chef in disguise.
But Song Gangdong just wiped his face with disgust and reminded: "Hey, your noodle soup is all over my face"
"Oh" Shinomiya Mikoto slowed down after hearing this.
The spicy noodles made by Song Gangdong were really something she couldn't stop eating. She didn't know that he only used ordinary seasonings to mix the soup.
"Do you know someone named Yumi Nagasawa?" Matsuoka Dong asked casually.
When Shinomiya Mikoto heard this, she looked up in surprise and said, "You saw Yumi-san, where? Do you know her?"
"We met by chance in a store she owns. There was your photo in it. It seemed like she was looking for you," Songgang answered, concealing some of the truth.
"Really? She turned out to be my maid," she responded with a somewhat gloomy look.
"So that's how it is." Songgang Dong pretended to understand.
Shinomiya Mikoto asked in some confusion: "You didn't tell her about my current situation, did you?"
"No, I met him by chance as well," Songgang Dong responded.
But I thought to myself that I really didn't say anything, and she found out everything herself, so it couldn't be considered a lie.
"That's good." She felt a little complicated, which affected her appetite.
"Are you going to find her?" Song Gangdong asked curiously.
She shook her head: "Forget about my current state, and Sister Yumi is no longer our maid. She wanted to open a shop before, but now she is doing well and we can't disturb her."
"Oh," Songgang Dong thought secretly, it was just as Changze said.
However, this was Sigong's business, and he didn't want to get involved. It was already good enough to be able to give a reminder.
"I'll go upstairs after I finish eating." Shinomiya Mikoto went back to the room without even finishing her soup.
Songgang Dong looked at the tableware with depression, wondering whether he should also hire a maid for his family so that he could enjoy the treatment of a wicked capitalist's son. However, when he looked at the current house, he gave up the idea.
"The old man said he was waiting to buy a property, but he didn't know where it was," he thought as he cleaned up the dishes.
Most of Songgang's family's money was directly invested in stocks. Of course, the targets were all selected by him. Although some stocks have different names, the core is the same, so basically their family's assets will increase as time goes by.
Another small part is reserved for bargain hunting of some high-quality small companies or real estate. In fact, although 10 billion yen is a lot, it is actually nothing, so these can only be the targets.
Because at that time in 1991, the housing prices in Tokyo's 23 wards had soared to 1450 million yuan per square meter, which means that the money was not enough to buy a house of more than square meters.
Of course, it is now the highest point. Although he has forgotten the specific month when the sharp decline began, from the information he has collected recently, it has been in the past two months.
So when the old man wanted to buy a house at the beginning, he was stopped by him. In fact, he originally wanted to sell the house he was currently living in, but unfortunately both the couple disagreed.
"Time seems so long." He was getting impatient waiting to pick up the money.
While he was thinking about getting rich, Shinomiya Mikoto was sitting on the bed with her legs hugged. In fact, she really wanted to meet Nagasawa, but she knew that she was a trouble at the moment.
And the agreement with the Matsuoka family is also a problem. She doesn't want to make Sister Yumi worry or burden her. In fact, she knows that if they meet, the other party will definitely do his best to help her, and this is exactly what she doesn't want to see.
"Sister Yumi..." She whispered softly while hugging the pillow.
Because they have been together since childhood, she completely regards Yumi Nagasawa as an elder sister, and that is why she doesn't want to be a burden.
"Shinomiya Mikoto, you can do it too. Everything will be fine once mom recovers from her illness," she encouraged herself.
Thinking of this, she missed her mother even more. She didn’t know how she was doing now. She hoped the operation would go smoothly. She prayed silently in her heart.
A shooting star streaked across the window, and the cool night breeze blew the curtains. The girl looked very lonely and pitiful under the moonlight.
The next morning, Songgang Dong was awakened by a noise. He knew it was the sound of a cane falling to the ground. He looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was only 6 o'clock. He got up and went out and saw Shigong had already put on his school uniform and was carefully trying to go downstairs.
"Are you going to school?" Songgang Dong said puzzledly.
"Yeah, there's no one on the bus at this time," she nodded in response.
"But what are you going to do in this state?" Songgang said unhappily.
"Just because my foot is broken won't affect my studies. I must get first place in the grade," she said firmly.
"Oh, it's for the scholarship, that money can really help you a lot now," Songgang Dong yawned.
Shinomiya Mikoto looked up: "Of course, but the most important thing is to get first place."
Song Gangdong admired her for this. After all, she was already the top student in her grade in the first grade. The elite education of the rich is not a lie.
"Okay, you don't have to go so early. Let's go together later and I'll take you there," Song Gangdong said because he saw how hard she was working.
"You're sending me?" She was confused.
"Well, there happens to be a car at home," Song Gangdong said without giving her a chance to react. He closed the door and went back to change clothes.
Shinomiya Mikoto muttered, "I remember you have to be 18 to get a Neon driver's license, right?"
But he didn't look like he was lying, so she went downstairs and waited, because even if there was no one on the bus it would be difficult for her to walk there.
After waiting for a while, Songgang Dong finished washing up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Shinomiya Mikoto was also happy to have a free meal, so she watched TV while waiting.
Breakfast was simple, just fried eggs, bacon, bread and milk. Mainly because I didn't prepare the ingredients in advance last night, so these were the only things I had to eat.
"Do you have a driver's license? Where's your car?" After the two finished eating and went out, Sigong looked at the empty yard and asked.
"No," Song Gangdong responded simply.
Shigong said, "You're kidding me?" "Then why did you say you'd drive me there..."
“A motorcycle is also a car.”
As Songgang Dong spoke, he had already walked to the edge of the yard and pulled open a rainproof sheet, and then a very cool Harley motorcycle appeared in front of her.
In Neon, you can get a motorcycle license at the age of 16. In fact, I was lured into taking the test by an old man, and the bike also belongs to him.
"Are you planning to give this to me?!" Shinomiya Mikoto frowned.
"Yes, don't worry, I will go in through the back door of the school. Almost no one goes there. And if you wear a helmet and be careful, no one will recognize you," Songgang said comfortingly.
After hesitating for a long time, Shinomiya Mikoto finally agreed. After all, this is indeed much more convenient than taking the bus, and it is also direct and there is no need to walk too much, so this is the best choice for going to school.
Chapter 22 Expensive Lunch
A loud roar sounded on the street, and passers-by turned their heads to look, only to see a black and domineering Harley driving fast, with the driver and the passenger wearing school uniforms.
"Students nowadays are so arrogant," said a middle-aged man who was driving and waiting for a red light with envy.
He once had a dream of being a biker, but reality did not allow it, so now he is driving a Mercedes to attend an important meeting.
"Drive slower," Mikoto Shinomiya, who was sitting in the back, hugged Matsuoka Dong's waist tightly and reminded him in a trembling voice.
This was her first time riding a motorcycle in her life. At first, she just grabbed her clothes, but after speeding up, she no longer cared about anything.
"Don't worry, my skills are still good, and my speed is already very slow now," Song Gangdong said helplessly.
"Then you better be careful." Shinomiya Mikoto felt a little regretful as she felt the strong wind.
But it was too late to say anything now that he was sitting down, and he hugged her even tighter, which made Song Gangdong feel uncomfortable breathing.
"That guy was wearing our school uniform and riding a Harley to school. He was so cool. I wonder who he is." A hedgehog-haired guy walking on the side of the road said to his companion unhappily.
There were three people in their group and you could tell at first glance that they were the type of bad boys. The other two, one had dyed hair yellow and the other had a bald head and wore earrings.
"You'll find out if you just wait by the motorcycle. I don't think he will mind borrowing it to drive when the time comes," the bald man grinned sinisterly.
The blond said with an indifferent look: "This guy is very annoying."
"Brother Dongyun just wants to beat someone up," the hedgehog-headed guy laughed.
Although Haicheng High School is a well-known and prestigious school, there are also many scumbags among them. Generally, these are special sports students who have fallen into depravity after accidents during competitions. Some of them got in by spending money and having connections.
Among these three, the hedgehog-headed one is a special recruit, the one called Dongyun has a strong background, and the bald one got in entirely by donating money. They are also called the Three-Headed Snake of Haicheng.
"We're here, stop hugging," Song Gangdong reminded.