Chapter 53 The Dragon's Distress

Chapter 53 The Dragon's Distress
After mentioning Xiaocui, Zhang Wenlong's youthful face flushed red, complementing the fiery red shorts, like the burning clouds in the evening sky.

It's hard to imagine that Zhang Wenleo, who can knock down three or four grown men with just a wrench, still has such a side.

"Who is Xiaocui?" He Luo was a little confused, more curious.

Zhang Wenlong turned his head quickly, winking, with an exaggerated expression, probably meaning
"Brother, don't mention this, I beg you."

He Luo understood, shut up quickly, and didn't talk about Xiao Cui.

But the old Dragon King Jianguo didn't seem to intend to let Zhang Wenlong go just like that.

He smiled sinisterly, and lightly patted the shoulder of Zhang Wenlong, who was a head taller than him, with his rough and callused palm, full of threats

"Boy, finish the work for me first, and we will settle the accounts later."

He Luo prayed in his heart, Wenlong, Brother Long, I hope that after you repair the car for me, you will still end up with a whole body.

The two auto repair dragons came out together. What was originally a considerable project, in the hands of their master and apprentice, was as simple and smooth as an old man planting rice, without any effort.

Later at noon, an undamaged silver-white Mercedes-Benz e350 appeared, which had already been thoroughly cleaned by the clerk of Fengbiao Auto Repair.

He Luo, Wang Jianguo, Zhang Wenlong and his apprentice squatted on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette briefly
I briefly learned about the stories about Zhang Wenlong and Xiaocui.

Xiaocui originally came from the same village as Zhang Wenlong. They went to the same junior high school, but Zhang Wenlong was two years older than her.

When Zhang Wenlong entered the school, he was in the third year of junior high school, while Xiaocui was only in the first year of junior high school.

"Have you ever been to junior high school?"

He Luoru was puzzled.

In the end, just as He Luo thought, even though Zhang Wenlong had the word "wen" in his name, he was not really a material for reading at all.

The most important thing is that not only does he not study, he also likes to cause trouble and fights in school.

Although Zhang Wenlong has never learned fighting skills, his excellent motor skills make him invincible. When he was [-] or [-] years old, he was able to perform two moves with those who practice judo, boxing, and muay thai without falling behind. .

With the fighting level of a junior high school student, it is natural that Zhang Wenlong, who has experienced many battles, cannot stand up to him.

But just once, a person appeared who threatened Zhang Wenlong. He was a classmate who was studying Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu at the local gym. One day, they suddenly got into a fight.

He used ground control techniques to beat Zhang Wenlong wildly. This was also the first time Zhang Wenlong showed his humiliating side in a fight.

Even though Zhang Wenlong finally won the fight with his strong strength and body advantages, his self-esteem was hit hard.

So much so that he thinks differently about fighting.

Later, Zhang Wenlong went to do odd jobs in the MMA gym, and learned mixed martial arts whenever he had free time.

Because of his natural excellent motor nerves, he has a fighting ability that surpasses everyone. Anyone who wants to fight Zhang Wenlong one-on-one will embarrass himself in the end.

At that time, the coach of the gymnasium valued him quite a lot, and even intended to train him to become a professional player.

But to everyone's surprise, he eventually not only left the gym, but also gave up his unfinished studies in junior high school.

There is only one reason.

At that time, Xiaocui had a sudden leukemia and needed money, but doing odd jobs in the gym could only be exchanged for the opportunity to learn fighting, and the curator did not pay him a salary.

So he resolutely abandoned the two and embarked on the road of part-time work that can make quick money.

As for how he met Wang Jianguo who was frustrated at the time, became the legend of auto repair Ssangyong, and finally chose to retire to Fengbiao Auto Repair Shop with Wang Jianguo, that is another story.

"I need money, a lot of money." Zhang Wenlong said this while looking at the blue sky in the distance.The sun shone on the gray back of his neck, burning and scorching.

He Luo felt that his mood might be the exact opposite of the sunny weather at the moment, it was gloomy.

He Luo asked, "Has the leukemia not been cured yet?"

Zhang Wenlong shook his head: "Xiao Cui's condition is very serious. He needs to spend a large sum of money for bone marrow transplantation at one time, otherwise it will be a drop in the bucket."

"how much is it?"

"50, we need money for later recovery."

"Where are your savings now? How much have you saved?"

Zhang Wenlong fell silent and stopped talking. The figure squatting on the ground shrunk to an extremely small size, and was about to be dried and melted by the scorching sun at noon.

The old Dragon King Jianguo on the other side blew out a smoke ring and snorted, not sure if he was laughing or something.

"Every time I go to the hospital, this guy can't help entrusting all his salary and savings to that girl. How can there be any savings?"

Wang Jianguo stood up from the ground and glanced down at Zhang Wenlong: "But, not only did that girl not save a penny, she used it all to support other men."

"enough!"

Zhang Wenlong spoke suddenly and interrupted Wang Jianguo. It seemed that what Wang Jianguo said later was the reason why Wang Jianguo didn't let him go to the hospital to see Xiaocui again.

Wang Jianguo was neither angry nor cared too much, patted the ashes on the back of his buttocks, and left quietly.

After a long time, Zhang Wenlong opened his mouth

"I need to do business, and do business to make a lot of money."

It's not that he doesn't want to work part-time. He has been working in auto repair for so many years, and with the current scale, the money he brings is used to live, not to mention how rich he is, at least he can live a well-off life.

But Xiaokang alone can't afford 50 yuan for the operation at one time, especially under the premise that part of his monthly salary will be given to Xiaocui.

In the city with no relatives, Zhang Wenlong felt that doing business was his only way out.

Listening to what he said, He Luo probably guessed what Zhang Wenlong meant.

Sure enough, Zhang Wenlong raised his request in the next sentence.

"Can you take me on business?"

In fact, Zhang Wenlong himself was a little surprised when he uttered these words. Why would he say such a thing to someone he just met for the second time?

Maybe it's because in his opinion, a person like He Luo who can drive a Mercedes-Benz at a young age may be a young and promising entrepreneur in addition to being a rich second generation.

Either way, doing business is just a matter of words.

And doing business means making a lot of money, he needs money.

Almost at the same time, He Luo remembered his only "business"

White's Fruit Shop, which is still under renovation.

Then I remembered the current employees there.

In addition to the original boss Huaiyuanshan, I counted myself as one, Chen Lei counted as one, plus the Yongping Seven Heroes, there were a total of ten people.It is not an exaggeration to describe it as overcrowded.

No matter what, a small fruit shop can't use more than ten employees, let alone Zhang Wenlong's tone, he probably wants to be a boss or something.

Even though He Luo really wanted to repay this benefactor who had saved him, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't agree.

"Let's leave a contact information first, and I will call you when there is a suitable opportunity in the future."

Although he didn't take the initiative to refuse, Zhang Wenlong entered the society in junior high school, and Zhang Wenlong, who has worked hard for a long time, couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Most of the time it's because it's hard to refuse yourself in the open, and you just find an excuse to shirk.

In other words, even with the contact information added, the chances of He Luo sending him a message are almost zero.

However, he still did not give up that last glimmer of hope.

(End of this chapter)