How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 15 I don’t want to work hard anymore

Zhang Wen walked alone on the street at night, with colorful lights shining on his head, sometimes light green, sometimes dark green, and sometimes grass green.

Perhaps he was used to bad luck, so he was not in a very bad mood. In fact, from the moment his ex-girlfriend's parents saw him and criticized him for being poor, he had anticipated that this day would come.

He just couldn't understand. When Liu Bang was forty years old, he was still living in his father-in-law's house, spending his father-in-law's money, hanging out on the streets of Pei County, and was both fond of wine and women. Why couldn't he do the same?
Is it just because he doesn't like drinking or sex?

Or is the problem with my father-in-law?

Yes, it must be my father-in-law’s problem.

Want to recruit a real dragon without paying? Ugh!
Thinking of this, Zhang Wen felt much better.

He is not a carefree person, but being born with a debt of one million, is there any worse start than this?
In fact, he has never had many options in his life. Money is always the top priority. It doesn't matter if a woman lets him down, as long as the money doesn't let him down.

The red roses have been sold. I sold them when I passed by the bar. I bought them in bulk at 99 and sold them one by one. In the end, I made more than 100 yuan.

Sure enough, money is the only true love, and she will even give birth to children for him.

"Ring ring ring!"

A quick phone call interrupted Zhang Wen's true confession of love to Qian.

He took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. After seeing the words "Xie An" appear on the screen, he immediately answered the call.

"Lao Zhang, what are you doing?" A familiar voice came from the microphone.

"I'm keeping vigil for my ex-girlfriend."

"what?"

Zhang Wen stopped and, as if he had found his target, he shouted, "Did the beautiful dealer trick you into going to Dubai? Why haven't you answered my calls these past two days?"

"Kao, am I that stupid? I was just traveling and my phone ran out of battery. I just charged it. Why did you call me so many times? Is there something urgent?"

"I heard from Teacher Liu that you don't plan to continue working at the training center?"

"Ah? Didn't I tell you? Maybe I've been too busy lately and forgot. Sorry, Lao Zhang."

"It's okay. I have good news for you. We accepted three students into the special training class yesterday, and five more will be visiting tomorrow. Come back quickly to greet them. As long as you can keep them here, you won't have to worry about rent next year."

Zhang Wen spoke with excitement in his tone.

He is not an ungrateful person. His old classmate took him in when he was in trouble, so he would not do anything to pocket the tuition alone.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and only after a moment did a voice come back.

"Lao Zhang, face reality."

"What?" Zhang Wen was puzzled.

Isn't reality good? Everything is moving in the right direction.
"After two years of struggling, I've finally understood one thing: a handsome man like me is simply not suited to this line of work. The students' attention is all focused on my face, and they don't care what I say. Otherwise, how come not a single one of them passed the art exam?"

Zhang Wen was completely speechless.

If you are not good at it, just practice more. Why be so narcissistic?
But then I thought again, something didn't seem right. A deal worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, could I just give up on it?
I used to ride shared bikes to go to the bar, but where do I get the confidence now?
In his confusion, he suddenly seemed to think of something and asked in a louder voice, "Did you go too far and get me pregnant and then run away?"

"Kao, am I that irresponsible person?"

"You are!"

Zhang Wen answered with certainty.

There was silence in the microphone for a moment, and then laughter suddenly broke out.

"Haha, Lao Zhang, you really understand me. If that's the case, then I won't hide it anymore. I'll be honest. I don't want to work hard anymore." "What?"

"Remember the Susan I mentioned to you a few days ago? She found me yesterday, took me to buy shoes, had a foot massage, and even gave me a big gold watch as a gift. She insisted on being my long-lasting quilted jacket. I thought I'm not a child anymore, and it's time to deal with my personal problems, so I agreed to it so I don't have to worry about life in the future."

"You just want to lick rich women, and you even rhyme with me. Are you going to go to the new rap?" Zhang Wen bluntly exposed the other party's cover-up.

If he remembered correctly, the Susan mentioned by his old classmates seemed to have reached the age of aging.

A few years ago, her husband died in her secretary's car while on a business trip. After burying the man, Susan inherited hundreds of millions of assets with tears.

Zhang Wen was in a heavy mood.

We were having a great time eating instant noodles together, so why did my old classmate suddenly start eating abalone every day?

"Don't say it so harshly. What we have is called mutual love." Xie An laughed.

Zhang Wen scoffed after hearing this, "Be a good person, you're still young and you're not learning. You're just trying to lick rich women. You're only in your early twenties and have endless possibilities in the future. Maybe you'll become the godfather of art exam training."

"Also, have you ever thought about your parents? Your family isn't bad, but if they knew the son they raised with all their heart and soul had turned out like this, wouldn't they be disappointed and heartbroken? How would they face your ancestors when they visit their graves in the future?"

"People like me, whose parents are missing, whose creditors are indifferent, whose work is exhausting, and whose love life is not right, are still working hard in the present moment. What reason do you have to give up on yourself?"

Zhang Wen looked heartbroken, fearing that the other party couldn't feel it, and he sighed a few times after he finished speaking.

On the other side, Xie An was confused and thought: I am just hooking up with a rich woman, how is it related to my ancestors?

He was a little confused for a moment and asked, "Then, what should I do?"

Zhang Wen rolled his eyes upon hearing this and was almost angry to death.

Brother has inspired you so much, and you still don’t know it?
Of course, introduce it to me!

But he still has principles. At least he has to look at the photo first. He is afraid that he will not be able to eat if the girl is too ugly. It is best if the girl is rich and beautiful, with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs, like the big star Zhou Mo.

"You can't bear the pain of licking a rich woman. The sea of suffering is endless. It's not too late to turn back!" Zhang Wen said earnestly.

"But I don't think it's hard. Susan has been taking me out for a good meal these past two days. I've decided to date Susan for a while and we can discuss other things later. As for the training class, if you want to continue, then continue. If you don't want to, then find another class outside. Anyway, the lease on the training center's property won't expire for another five months."

"..."

Zhang Wen held the phone tightly, and at this moment he just wanted to give the other person a big slap in the face.

You go lick the rich woman and let me screw you?
Is this human talk?
As if hearing his thoughts, the old classmate on the other side continued, "Lao Zhang, I actually think you are more suitable for art exam training than me. I am handsome in a flashy way, which easily dazzles people, while you are handsome in a honest way, which easily makes people trust you. Didn't you just say that you recruited several students? I am optimistic about you."

The reason why Xie An said this was that he wanted to leave a way out for himself. If the life of licking rich women was not as exciting as he imagined, he could go back home and resume his old business, right?

Zhang Wen raised his eyebrows after hearing this. This was not a compliment on his handsomeness, but clearly an insult to him for being an honest man.

"Mr. Xie, when I was the school idol, you were still a ghost fire killer."

"No more talking, no more talking. My big darling is back. Wish me a fortune, ka!"

"Hello, hello?"

Zhang Wen hurriedly shouted twice into the phone, but found that the other party had hung up. He cursed in his heart.

Rich?

I wish you lumbar muscle strain!
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