Chapter 21: Class, Class!

  But now I have 140,000 in hand, which is better than being poor and white. My little brother has the good quality of living a simple life as a working-class person. When I was young, I even drank Fantasie porridge for three months without milk.

  Thinking of this, I became happy again. I hugged the box and ran upstairs. Qin Shi Huang and Liu Bang were playing poker and pulling trains. This little Liu Bang had learned to memorize cards, his hands were quick, and in no time he pulled all of Qin Shi Huang's cards back. Li Shishi was reading a book - what a good girl.

  I took a look and found that there was no place that could be called perfect. This bottle is slender and fragile, it can't be shown to them.

  At this time, my gaze fell behind the sofa, where I have to reveal a foreshadowing. The reason why I can pull out the plank from under the sofa (see the chapter "Winning Fatty vs. Jing Er Dumb") is that one leg of this sofa is broken and has been propped up again, with a 10-centimeter gap underneath. Putting the bottle there should be the safest place; even if the sofa collapses, the box can still hold it up - this redwood box must have cost several thousand yuan.

  I put the things away with my butt, and when I stood up, I saw Jing Ke lying on the bed looking at me. The sofa was just opposite his bedroom. I put my finger to my mouth and made a "shh" gesture towards him. This silly guy showed me a mysterious smile, indicating that he understood.

  I walked downstairs with a satisfied smile, lay down on the computer to play Minesweeper, QQ flashed, Wolf Head said: "Xiao Qiang, your cousin's other two photos were sold through me, and I'll transfer the money to you in a few days when it arrives."

  Now I wouldn't take a few thousand bucks seriously, would I? I said: "Consider it a good deed from your grandson, I don't want it, use it to buy cigarettes instead."

  Wolf head: "Hehe, there's something I've been too embarrassed to ask you. What exactly is the relationship between you and this 'female cousin' of yours? Anyway, if I were to take a photo of my female cousin, she wouldn't be making a face at the camera like that."

  "Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here..."

  "Hehe, I'm telling you the truth, if that girl doesn't mind, I think I can find her a way to make some money. I know the editor of Hong Kong's 'Playboy' magazine, and if they use just one photo, she'll get a lot of money, without even having to show any skin, just cover herself with her hands, block that area with her thigh, and it's worth tens of thousands."

  I thought for a moment about that sultry scene, then replied: "Why didn't you let your wife use a fishing line to block the golden point and send it over?"

  "Haha, my wife is pregnant, even if I want to be a substitute, I have to wait until Angelina Jolie and Pitt make a comeback."

  At this time, the door opened and Xiao Wang from next door came in to deliver goods to the supermarket. I closed my computer and Xiao Wang handed me a cigarette, speaking incoherently: "...Qiang Ge, you can use the car to talk, brother, as long as he doesn't deliver goods, he can be your driver for free." I didn't understand what he meant, he hesitated for half a day, sat for a while and then left.

  Xiang Yu followed Little King in, carrying something in his hand, and walked upstairs with a huff. At first, I didn't pay attention to it, but when I saw clearly what he was holding, my soul flew away - it was his golden armor!

  I stumbled and staggered, grabbing onto him, my voice shaking with tears: "Fei Ge, what's going on?" I was really afraid he'd tell me: "My mood is terrible, I went out and killed a few scoundrels." This wasn't something he couldn't do.

  Xiang Yu said dejectedly, "Can't this golden armor of mine even be exchanged for a loaf of bread?" I thought about it for half a day and understood: he must have gone to trade this golden armor with Little Wang next door.

  Although I've been quite friendly with people since I moved here, the neighbors all know that I used to be a complete rascal. Recently, some "unsavory" characters have been coming to my house, and Little Wang probably thinks I'm taking advantage of him. No wonder when the neighborhood committee's Director Wang collects the sanitation fees, she doesn't dare let her second daughter come...

  I furiously shouted: "Feather brother, can't you just make things easier for your brother? This thing of yours would make people dig up my ancestors' graves if they saw it!"

  Our King of Chu scratched his fingernails and said with a bitter smile: "I just want a piece of bread... (How many lifetimes have I been hungry?)..."

  "My brother guarantees it, he'll definitely buy you a bread."

  "When?" Xiang Yu asked excitedly.

  I was about to say a year, but then I thought that would definitely make him turn against me, so I could only say: "Within a month."

  Xiang Yu tossed the golden armor into my arms: "This matter is now entrusted to you." Then he went upstairs.

  I clutched his denim jacket and followed him up, cold sweat pouring out layer by layer. Luckily, Xiao Wang hadn't changed yet - as soon as I went upstairs, I saw a shocking scene that made my heart stop beating in an instant.

  That is a terrifying scene that no literary giant in the world can describe.

  That is a place more thrilling than any scene in Resident Evil by 18,000 times.

  It was a moment that would leave an eternal shadow on anyone who saw it.

  That 2 million yuan worth of wind bottle stood alone on the table, looking like it was about to fall over, while Jing Er stood two meters away with his cheeks puffed out, blowing at it with all his might!

  Winning fatty crossed his arms and said: "If you can't do it, come back hungry."

  Liu Bang held a handful of poker cards and was studying the God of Gamblers' card by card as they spun over...

  I jumped up and shouted: "Shut up! (Shut up - that's what I'm saying)!"

  The three of them were stunned for a moment and stopped.

  The floor trembled slightly under my jump, the wind chime tilted with extremely elegant posture, like a maiden who wanted to die for love, and fell off the table without hesitation. I, an evil dog, pounced on it in mid-air to save it, but the edge of the bottle grazed my fingers and fell to the ground.

  "Bang—" shattered. I crawled on the ground, wanting to cry but having no tears.

  Everyone present applauded warmly, and Liu Bang said: "Still, Qiangzi has a way." Qin Shi Huang said: "Want silk (is) hungry jump, it's already ha (down) gas le." Jing Ke said with an unyielding tone: "You find me another one."

  I lay quietly on the ground for a while, summing up my experiences in the first half of my life. When I was 9 years old, I indeed threw my neighbor's wooden handgun into the toilet, but he was the one who splashed sand at our window first; In junior high school, I did beat up a good student who didn't know how to fight and made him cry; Who told him to report to the teacher that I smoked? Before meeting Baozi, friends asked me to take a bath several times, but this shouldn't be such a big persecution, right? Even if I am a descendant of the Eight-Nation Alliance's invasion of China, fate shouldn't treat me so unfairly, should it?

  It's no longer important how much that bottle can sell for, what matters is that it actually cost Lao Hao 2 million. Now I've gone from being in debt 4.86 million to having a net worth of 5.2 million.

  I blushed and shouted at them, "Do you know how much that thing is worth - 20 million!" I thought that even if they were rich before, they should feel ashamed, but they didn't take it to heart. Qin Shi Huang and Liu Bang even discussed what could be done with 20 million, and the conclusion was: nothing can be done. After humiliating me, they went their separate ways.

  This is class, this is class! The evil feudal lords are extravagant and debauched, they oppress the common people, they ride on the heads of the people and shit and piss - it's a bit disgusting so I won't say any more.

  Even Li Shishi, who was good at understanding people's intentions, didn't realize what 2 million meant to me. In her eyes, that bottle was just a 20-tael silver, low-grade item that couldn't be put on the table. She carefully collected the broken pieces of the bottle, and I was about to get emotional when she said something very annoying: "Don't cut your foot."

  I collapsed, I was speechless, I burst into tears, I really wanted to have a suicidal fight with Xiang Yu and let him squeeze me to death.

  At this time, a handsome young man walked up the stairs, wearing a white-based light blue floral shirt, like a big watermark, his hair was very spirited, he swept a glance at everyone and asked: "Who called Xiaoqiang?" I asked in a bad tone: "What's the matter?"

  "Liu Laoliu asked me to come, I am a customer of Xiaoqiang."

  I was on a high at the time, didn't think of anything else, just extremely sensitive to the three words "Liu Laoliu", I waved my hand and shouted in a loud voice: "I'm not doing it anymore - get out!"

  The young man didn't get angry at all, and smiled: "If you don't want to do it, then you won't be able to earn that 50 million."

  Division line

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