My Best Wife

Chapter 291 That Night (9)

"Well, I'm not going to be poor with you. I'll wait for another class at 8 o'clock in the evening. I have to go." Huang Wanting said after eating a bowl of rice in the bowl.

"Are you going to class at night?" Fang Zhiqiang was a little surprised.

"For me, I give my children art training classes. Children go to school during the day on weekdays. They only come to class in the afternoon and evening, so we usually go to class in the afternoon and evening. We go to school on weekends and holidays. Class. I have a class at 8 o’clock every night, no way, I’m new here, so the class time is the latest class time. I know that you will open here tomorrow, so I rushed over in advance to wish you a good opening. Fang Zhiqiang, this is my heart, I wish you a lot of money." Huang Wanting said, took out a red envelope from her pocket and put it on the table.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned, then stood up and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I will not come when you open tomorrow. I have to prepare lessons in the morning. Our school has strict requirements. Although it is an art school, every lesson must have a lesson plan. Lessons must be prepared in advance. The director will check every day. I can’t be lazy, and I’m still in the probation period, so I have to perform better. So I won’t be able to come tomorrow. This red envelope has no other meaning, it just represents my heart, why? You never think I’m bribing you Right? Okay, you're tired too, don't need to send me, I will go first, I will come to you when I have time, I wrote a new song, when you are not busy, I will come and play the guitar for you. Let’s go.” Huang Wanting was very free and easy, and after speaking, she turned around and walked out. She was indeed in a hurry.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned. After Huang Wanting closed the door and walked out, he took the red envelope that Huang Wanting put on the table. He opened the red envelope and looked at it. After reading it, he was a little surprised. Business is booming and wealth is rolling in.” Fang Zhiqiang smiled again, just like Huang Wanting said, no matter how much money is, this is Huang Wanting’s intention as a friend, and Fang Zhiqiang felt that he was almost forgotten by everyone. Fang Zhiqiang's heart was warmed even more by Huang Wanting's thoughts when he was abandoned.

It was obvious that Huang Wanting was not here for dinner, but specially to give Fang Zhiqiang a red envelope. Because she was in a hurry, Fang Zhiqiang had finished eating before Huang Wanting had eaten much.

After Fang Zhiqiang came to Huang Wanting, his mood improved a lot. He walked out and brought two bottles of beer back. He drank beer and ate food by himself, turned on his mobile phone and played songs, and suddenly felt that his life was going well. Yes, although all around are dilapidated.

After eating, I cleaned up the things on the table. Then I took a shower and lay on the bed comfortably. Then I took out my mobile phone and started calling. The first call was made to Bi Luochun. There was still no response. The second call was made to his father, and the same was true. After a few rings, he hung up. This has almost become a habit of Fang Zhiqiang every night, but as a result, Fang Zhiqiang has become accustomed. At this time of the day, Fang Zhiqiang sighed, then put down his phone to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

The next day Fang Zhiqiang got up early in the morning, still putting on his gloves to go out at four o'clock. It is now the end of November, and the city of Shanghai can't talk about how low the temperature is, but the magic attacks in the south are indeed a bit uncomfortable. Especially in this early morning, it was still a bit cold. After going out, Fang Zhiqiang went back and added a piece of clothing outside, and then started his new day on a tricycle with gloves and a satchel. For Fang Zhiqiang to come. Said that this is the beginning of his dream. Although it is just selling vegetables, for him, selling vegetables is not just selling vegetables, it is his new desire for life.