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  A month had passed. Shang Ping, apart from shaving his head and removing his whiskers, was unchanged; he almost forgot the fact that he was a condenser, only remembering it when he daydreamed that day.

  That day, Shangping was awakened by a sudden knock on the door. He looked at his watch and saw that it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. He lazily turned over in bed, intending to continue sleeping. Just then, he heard someone outside knocking on the door calling out his name loudly in the corridor. Shangping perked up his ears and listened carefully, a bitter smile spreading across his face.

  It's really "birds of a feather flock together"! He recognized that it was his childhood friend Yang Jun's broken voice.

  Yang Jun is also a bachelor, his wife took the child and ran away with someone else a year ago, fortunately he has been doing some business to make ends meet.

  "You son of a bitch, are you still alive? I thought you were dead in the house and was just about to find an axe to chop down the door." As soon as Yang Jun entered, his loud voice shook Shang Ping's ears, making them ring.

  "What's the point of me coming here if you're not going to practice your serve in the morning?" Shangping asked irritably.

  Yang Jun mysteriously beckoned to Shang Ping and said: "You put on your clothes first, I have something good to discuss with you."

  "What clothes to wear, old friends should be frank with each other." Shang Ping made a joke looking at Yang Jun's mysterious face.

  "You little brat really wants to stay at home and never see anyone?"

  "Aren't you minding your own business? Quickly tell me some good news. I haven't heard any good news in half a year, all I've been hearing are annoying things."

  Yang Jun leaned in close to Shang Ping and whispered, "There's a business deal that can make you a million dollars, are you in or not?" He stared straight at Shang Ping after finishing speaking.

  "That depends on how many years you want to spend in prison." Shang Ping still had an unintentional expression.

  Yang Jun kicked Shang Ping and said angrily: "I'm talking serious business with you, can't you be more serious?"

  Shang Ping now hears someone discussing a business worth hundreds of millions with himself, and he feels extremely amused. If it weren't for his old friend, he would have thought the other person was teasing him. However, seeing Yang Jun's anxious expression, he smiled and said, "I'm all ears."

  Yang Jun lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, saying: "This matter is complicated to talk about, but it's not difficult to operate. There's a Kazakh friend in the mountains, his son-in-law is a security officer from Kyrgyzstan. They seized two hundred tons of chromic acid anhydride from a Northeastern businessman at the border and sold it for 2,000 yuan per ton. Do you know how much it costs domestically?" After finishing, he stared at Shang Ping with both eyes.

  Shang Ping yawned and said: "How much money?"

  "Thirteen thousand per ton." Yang Jun said with gritted teeth.

  "Then you little rascal, still sitting here talking nonsense, why don't you quickly go pick up the money?" Shang Ping heard this and felt a bit annoyed in his heart, suspecting that this old friend of his had gone crazy from thinking about money.

  Yang Jun swallowed hard and spat, pointing at Shang Ping for half a day before speaking: "I knew you wouldn't believe me. I'm telling you, the domestic price can be checked, my second uncle is in a leather factory in Shanghai, two thousand yuan cheaper per ton, they want as much as they can get. As for Kyrgyzstan, I guarantee that 2,000 yuan can settle it." Then he said in a mysterious tone: "The black society over there has plenty of cheap goods."

  "Why bother me with such a good thing? Can't you handle it by yourself?"

  "After talking for half a day, how can you not understand? This business is a cash transaction. Don't you know I have several kilograms and taels? I borrowed from the east and gathered from the west to gather 200,000 yuan, and there are still 200,000 yuan that you need to pay."

  Shang Ping smiled wryly and said: "You've found the right person, brother. I'm almost out of money for food, where can I get 200,000 yuan for you?"

  Yang Jun was shocked and said: "No way, where's your money? You didn't pay for the youth friction fee with all of it, did you?"

  Shang Ping shook his head. "My money was all lost in the stock market."

  Yang Jun said disappointedly: "Originally I had hoped to be at ease with you. Now it seems that the fat water will flow into someone else's field."

  Shang Ping looked at Yang Jun's sighing and said, "Don't worry about the money for now. Tell me again the whole story of this matter, including the names of the people involved."

  Yang Jun seemed to see a glimmer of hope again, so he told the whole thing in detail once more. The two of them talked until the sun was about to set in the afternoon before they stopped.

  "Come on, let's go out and have a drink, I'm buying." Yang Jun said with a big smile.

  It was already 11 o'clock at night, and in a Sichuan restaurant, Shangping and Yang Jun's small wine had not ended yet. There was already an empty bottle on the table, and another bottle only had a little more than half of the wine left. Both of their eyes showed strong signs of intoxication.

  "Didn't you say your ex-wife had some money? You...you ask her for a loan...after all, one day of husband and wife is a hundred days of kindness..." Yang Jun said unclearly.

  Shang Ping leaned against his head and sighed a few times, thinking to himself, "If you knew what I did with her a month ago, you wouldn't be saying that." However, Yang Jun's words still stirred his heart.

  "Tell me... back then... how did your wife run off with someone else?" Shangping changed the subject. Normally, he would have avoided bringing up this embarrassing topic to save face, but today, fueled by alcohol, he didn't care about that anymore. His goal was to verify whether Yang Jun's ex-wife and his own ex-wife had anything in common.

  Yang Jun exaggeratedly drank a glass of wine and said angrily: "Let that son of a bitch have money and make her comfortable... how can she not run away?"

  "Do you know that man?"

  "I know him! Even if I stripped naked, I'd still recognize that bastard... Actually, he used to be intimate with her younger sister in the past... Both sisters let him have his way..."

  After hearing Yang Jun's words, Shang Ping felt that he was more foolish than Yang Jun. At least Yang Jun knew who had slept with his wife, but for the sake of face, he didn't even dare to mention it in front of Lin Hui.

  If it wasn't for the madness that day, I might not have asked Lin Hui about this matter in my entire life. Is it because I'm timid? Afraid of Lin Hui? Or do I want to hypocritically maintain my man's dignity?

  At this moment, Shangping's intoxicated heart clearly realized that there was only one reason, and that was that he still deeply loved that woman. If Lin Hui didn't divorce him, he might have continued to live with her with a humiliated heart until the passage of time erased all memories.

  "I don't understand, can't you... satisfy her?" Shangping again took an interest in Yang Jun's ex-wife and had a sympathetic ear for a drunken man discussing the private matters between him and his wife.

  "Can't satisfy her?" Yang Jun almost jumped up. "It has nothing to do with this... Alas! What can be done about a woman being promiscuous..."

  Shang Ping looked at Yang Jun's indignant expression and thought to himself, if he had been able to satisfy Lin Hui physically during those six months, he wondered if she would still have divorced him.

  Shang Ping knew that although Lin Hui appeared cold and serious on the surface, she actually had a passionate heart. She was easily aroused and couldn't hold it in, which is why she ultimately chose to divorce, mostly because she wasn't physically satisfied.

  But then he thought again, and found his own idea ridiculous. Lin Hui was a thorough money lover, especially fond of money, sometimes even to the point of greed. So, the fundamental reason for her divorce from him was still the collapse in the stock market, not just his own weakness.

  "That cheap woman, actually from the day I met her... has never been obedient... don't worry about you laughing at me... she had already messed around with countless men before marrying me... treating me like a fool..."

  Yang Jun took another sip and continued: "That cheap thing... didn't take me seriously at all... a man comes to the house... just look at her attitude... and her sister is even more seductive than her... why am I so unlucky?"

  "If that's the case, why did you marry her in the first place..." Shang Ping listened with relish. At this time, he felt superior again, Lin Hui was a virgin when she married him, which was better than Yang Jun.

  Yang Jun closed his eyes as if recalling an unbearable past, and after a long time, he sighed and said: "It's still that fox spirit who deceived you, what did you say... how was Luo Ya?"

  Shang Ping thought for a moment and said: "Very distinctive... quite attractive, especially those eyes..."

  Yang Jun listened to Shang Ping's words, and unexpectedly felt a sense of pride in his heart. He interrupted Shang Ping's words loudly, saying: "Damn it... you little brat, you shouldn't have any ill intentions towards her, right? Be honest with me... if Luo Ya takes the initiative to find you... will you or won't you go along with her?"

  Shang Ping thought Yang Jun's question was difficult to answer. In his heart, he felt that Luo Ya was indeed a beauty. If she really took the initiative to find him, this delivered-to-the-door beauty, whether or not to accept her would be hard to say.

  However, although he had drunk wine, Shang Ping felt that he still couldn't speak his mind. He smiled and said: "I'd rather think of your little aunt...your wife...I don't have such thoughts..."

  Yang Jun burst out laughing and said: "You're just pretending... I don't believe it... Who doesn't understand who?... To be honest... If I had the chance... I would definitely have slept with Lin Hui..." After finishing, he couldn't help but laugh loudly again.

  Shang Ping was furious upon hearing Yang Jun's words, and he almost lost his temper. He saw that Yang Jun was laughing like a madman, so he barely restrained himself. He thought to himself, "This son of a bitch is drunk, and has no control over his mouth, just let him talk nonsense."

  Besides, Lin Hui has already let someone else go, and she didn't even go to find anyone for a duel. Now Yang Jun's drunken words are just nonsense. Perhaps it was the effect of the wine, but the man whose face was blurry on top of Lin Hui's snowy white body was gradually becoming clear, as if he had turned into Yang Jun.

  For some reason, Shangping felt a strange excitement in his heart and only wanted to continue discussing Yang Jun's wife with him.

  "You said Luo Ya had men before marrying you... didn't you think of... making up for it with her sister? What's her sister's name... isn't she the one you called seductive?"

  Yang Jun sneered: "You think I don't want to... She looks down on people, and she's so cunning... doesn't even let me get close to her... Didn't I say it? Those two bastards didn't put me in their eyes at all... Hmph! Look down on me... Wait until the day I become successful... Hmph!"

  Shang Ping and Yang Jun got drunk to the point where their boss deliberately stopped in front of them, Yang Jun was already dead drunk, shouting that he wanted to go to the hair salon to find a girl, and finally had to be dragged home by Shang Ping.

  Back home, Shang Ping sat there smoking one after another. He thought of Yang Jun's words about borrowing money from Lin Hui, and pondered Lin Hui's reaction in his heart. For a moment, he felt guilty and couldn't open his mouth. Even if he opened his mouth, it would definitely be in vain, and he might even suffer humiliation.

  At the same time, he felt indignant and resentful. After the divorce, he had come out with only one set of clothes on his back, and to show off his manly demeanor, he hadn't bothered to argue with Lin Hui about the money she had in her hands.

  To say the unvarnished truth, that money was earned by themselves when they were doing business before, but Lin Hui had turned it into her own private stash. Could she, a small bank clerk, have saved up such a large sum of money?

  It's just borrowing from her for now, she shouldn't refuse, right? But how to bring it up with her, having forced himself on her only a month ago, although this can't be compared to real rape, but don't know what Lin Hui is thinking.

  A small amount is not a gentleman, no poison is not a man. What's the point of talking about face now? She likes money, doesn't she? Just use money to move her heart. At worst, mortgage the house left by parents to her. This is a rare opportunity to turn over a new leaf, and it will be gone if you hesitate.

  Shang Ping didn't care that it was already very late, and he called a university classmate who worked at the port. They talked for over half an hour. Then, he started rummaging through his drawers to find the property deeds left by his parents.

  Shang Ping stood in front of room 401 for a long time, hesitating. What if he ran into that man? How would Lin Hui look at him then? He hadn't expected to be back asking this woman for something just a few days after their divorce. To hell with it, a real man had to have a thick face and a black heart; otherwise, how could anything get done?

  "It's you!" Lin Hui looked at Shang Ping outside the door with apparent surprise and instinctively took a step back.

  "I... I came to apologize to you... that day... and also wanted to talk to you about something, if it's not convenient we can talk outside." Shang Ping felt his face burning with heat, suddenly regretting why he had run all the way here.

  Lin Hui stared at her ex-husband in front of her, who was hesitant and uncomfortable all over, biting her lip and hesitating for a while before saying: "What's inconvenient, come in and say it."

  Lin Hui surprisingly made a cup of tea for Shang Ping. He's really become a guest. Fortunately, that man doesn't seem to be around.

  "This is my property certificate, mortgaged to you. You lend me 200,000 yuan quickly, I have a business deal that needs to be done urgently, and I will return it to you within a month at most." Shangping had to explain his intention with great effort, and he was already slightly sweating, then he stared at the tip of his shoes waiting for his ex-wife's refusal.

  "Shangping, what kind of show are you putting on? The 150,000 hasn't even been settled yet, and now you're asking to borrow another 200,000. Even banks don't have such good deals!"

  I get annoyed when I hear a woman say that. When I got divorced, I left with almost nothing, and in all these years, when have I ever quibbled with you over money? If I were slightly more calculating, I wouldn't need to ask you for help now.

  "In his heart, he thought so, but in a low and humble tone, he said: 'If this business is successful, I will return the 150,000 yuan to you together. Also help me get through a difficult time. When I had money, I never owed you anything.'"

  Lin Hui seemed to be slightly moved, biting her lip and thinking for a moment before saying: "I don't dare to take your stock, but doing business is still acceptable. If you had always been honest and done business properly, how could it have ended up like this? But I'll say something ugly upfront, this time you must keep your eyes wide open and be careful, if you lose money, I really will take your house."

  Shang Ping felt a thrill of excitement in his heart, he really wanted to go up and hug his ex-wife tightly and give her a good kiss, but at this moment he didn't have the guts, so he quickly stood up and said: "It's settled then, I've already written out the agreement."

  Shang Ping fled from his ex-wife's house like a fugitive, although she lent him money not out of past affection, he was still grateful in his heart. Especially since Lin Hui didn't hold a grudge against him for his past transgressions, and his ex-wife still believed that Shang Ping was a useful person, rather than a waste. Shang Ping felt like he had never been so carefree since the divorce, and suddenly his heart was filled with ambition. He secretly vowed to make something of himself and show this woman what he's capable of. Lost wealth can be recreated, women who have been taken away by others can also be won back, it's precisely because of this that the world seems interesting.

  Back home, Shangping couldn't wait to call Yang Jun. "The money is settled, you go borrow Wang Baozi's broken car tomorrow afternoon, and we'll hit the road in the afternoon." Yang Jun excitedly agreed on the other end of the line.

  That night, Shangping climbed to the rooftop again, gazing up at the brilliant night sky and praying devoutly. "If this deal is successful, I will believe in you."

  Shang Ping was overjoyed when he saw the string of numbers on his card at an ATM in Pudong, Shanghai. He felt like hugging Yang Jun tightly and kissing him twice. 1 million! This money was like manna from heaven, it came too easily. For more than two years, they had been losing tens of thousands of yuan, but now, in less than a month, they had made 800,000. He seemed unable to believe the reality before his eyes until the ATM spat out a stack of cash, and he regained his sense of reality.

  "How's that? Now you believe me, right? Tonight you'll have to invite my second uncle to dinner. He helped a lot with this matter, at least it won't be paid so quickly." Yang Jun said excitedly on the side.

  "It should be, it should be. This time I owe you one." Shang Ping said sincerely.

  "What's owed and what's not, that's called dividend distribution. To be honest, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly, your classmates at the port also helped a lot. Don't forget to return the favor." Yang Jun reminded.

  At night, after having a full meal with Yang Jun's second uncle, Shang Ping and Yang Jun came to the Bund. The sky was drizzling with fine rain, but neither of them cared. They stood by the river, letting the wind blow on them. Because they had drunk wine, their hearts felt warm and fuzzy.

  "Shangping, this is the first time in my life I've earned so much money. It feels like today I can finally hold my head high." Yang Jun said with emotion.

  Shang Ping glanced at his friend, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, for both his friend and himself. "Yang Jun, this amount of money is nothing in Shanghai, not to mention others, even your second uncle looks down on us. We just spent over 3,000 yuan on that table, but those people still think we're being stingy."

  "Damn it, in the future when we make a fortune, we'll spend 30,000 yuan on a meal."

  Shang Ping laughed and said: "You little scoundrel has gone crazy, not even sparing your great aunt." Yang Jun smiled and punched Shang Ping.

  Looking at the rolling waves in the Huangpu River, Shangping sighed: "Even if you spend 300,000 yuan on a meal, no one will look up to you. You can only be called a nouveau riche or a rustic rich man. Only those who possess wealth and use it wisely can gain people's respect."

  Yang Jun impatiently said: "Don't be so refined with me, I don't understand."

  Shang Ping said: "Then let me tell you a few words in plain language. I've been thinking about it for several days, and I'd like to hear your opinion."

  Yang Jun threw the cigarette butt into the river and urged: "Don't be mysterious anymore, speak up, speak up."

  Shang Ping calmly said: "I plan to go back and start a company, I'd like you to join. What are your thoughts?"

  "Alright! Did you think I still want to run a stall? I knew you'd have ideas, tell me what kind of company we should set up."

  Shang Ping smiled and said, "What's the hurry? Listen to me slowly. We're not going to set up a company that does specific business, our company is an investment company, we can do any kind of business. This time at the port I met my university classmate, I was deeply moved. I have many such classmates, over the years they've all managed to get their hands on some power, in the future it will be a resource for us to do business, the longer the time, the greater the value of these resources. Why don't we make use of them?"

  Yang Jun nodded vigorously and exclaimed: "It's about time! Who told you to recklessly dive into the stock market like a ghost..."

  "I'm tired of hearing that from my ex-wife, and you're also talking nonsense. Shangping glared at Yang Jun and continued: "And you want to bring Wang Baozi in too? Your strong point is being sharp, Wang Baozi's strong point is being steady, and my strong point is being comprehensive. With the three of us together, our company will definitely make money. I've already thought of a name for the company - my ex-wife's name is Lin Hui, your ex-wife's name is Luo Ya, so we'll call it Huaiya Investment Company. We'll be set for life and get back at them."

  "Alright, I agree." Yang Jun clapped his hands and said, "But I don't know if Pangzi agrees or not."

  Shang Ping patted his shoulder and said: "I'll go persuade him, but the company name is not for him to share, who let him have no ex-wife?"

  The two burst out laughing, and passersby turned their heads to look at them.

  Shang Ping didn't care about that much either and loudly said: "Let's first practice in our hometown, it won't take long before we come to practice on this Shanghai beach."