My Dongguan Love Story

Hearing Sister Zhao's words, I turned around and saw her looking at me shyly, her face half-hidden. Looking down at her open collar, a thought struck me, and I nodded and walked towards her.

This bathroom is quite large, even larger than the bathroom in my hometown in Sichuan.

Upon entering, it was found to be about ten square meters.

A large bathtub is placed to the side. Judging by its capacity, it can easily seat two people.

It seems that when Sister Zhao and her ex-husband ordered this bathtub, they intended it to be for two people to bathe together.

Sister Zhao led me inside, her usual stern demeanor replaced by a tender gaze as she looked at me.

"The water's ready, take off your clothes."

After I took off my clothes, I stepped into the bathtub. The bathtub was quite large; even for someone my size, I could barely lie down inside.

I glanced at Sister Zhao, who was wrapped in a bath towel and walking to the door. She gave me a charming look, and when she saw me looking at her, she shyly turned her head and walked out.

After I finished showering, I walked barefoot on the floor, feeling the cool tiles, but my heart was warm, as if a fire was burning fiercely in my lower abdomen.

I smiled as I looked at Sister Zhao, who had burrowed under the covers, and then I followed her under the covers.

........

After we finished, I leaned against the bed and lit a cigarette. Sister Zhao smiled and leaned next to me, took the cigarette from my mouth, and took a couple of puffs.

Seeing how skillfully she was drawing the cigarette, I was a little surprised: "Sister Zhao can do it too?"

I had never seen Sister Zhao smoke at the company before.

"Yeah, I smoke sometimes these days, but not often."

Sister Zhao nodded, took two puffs, and handed me the cigarette. There was still a lipstick mark on the butt.

"Oh." I squinted as I smoked, knowing what Sister Zhao meant.

She lived alone in an empty house, yet maintained such a grand and prosperous life. Her emptiness and pressure must have been greater than that of ordinary people.

When I'm in a bad mood, I probably smoke a few cigarettes to vent my frustration.

Sister Zhao leaned on my shoulder, watching me smoke. After a while:

"Dazhuang, can you drive?"

"Huh? No way." I looked at Sister Zhao with a puzzled expression. Did she want me to drive for her?

To be honest, I don't like being a personal driver. It's not much different from being a delivery person. I came to Dongguan not only to make money, but also to learn some skills.

Sister Zhao blinked as she listened to my words: "Then why don't you go to driving school and learn to drive tomorrow?"

Seeing her say that, I hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Sister Zhao, do you want me to drive for you regularly?"

"No." Sister Zhao shook her head upon hearing this. "I was thinking that since you can drive, I'd give you the Volkswagen parked outside. It'll be Qingming Festival next month, so it'll be convenient if you go home to sweep the tombs."

"For me?"

I turned and glanced at her.

This Volkswagen costs tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan. Even if it's a used car, it's probably worth at least 100,000 yuan.

You just gave it to me like that? Is it because of tonight?

To be honest, what happened between us before was purely by chance. This time, it was because she still had a certain charm, was beautiful, and had an alluring figure.

It wasn't because he coveted her family's wealth.

Yes, her family is very wealthy, but that's hers. I'm not some gigolo who'd take a woman's car after just one night with her.

Then I'll become a gigolo...

Thinking of this, I shook my head: "Sister Zhao, it's too expensive, I can't accept it."

Sister Zhao looked at me with some doubt: "Why don't you want it? What's mine is yours, it's just a car."

"Hmm, I think it's better not to."

I shook my head and firmly refused.

However, her words reminded me that Qingming Festival is next month.

When I first came out, I considered whether to wait until the Qingming Festival before going out to work again. But at that time I was short of money, so I thought I'd try to come out a month earlier.

But now I have nearly 40,000 yuan in my hands, and I'm thinking about whether I should go back.

Seeing that I refused, Sister Zhao nodded: "Whether you want to or not is another matter. Go to driving lessons tomorrow."

"it is good."

I nodded.

I still need to get my driver's license. Although I don't need Sister Zhao's car, if I go back to Qingming Festival next month, I can borrow her car for a while, which will be convenient for me to drive back.

Thinking of this, I decided to call my mom and transfer the money I had to her first.

But it's already past nine o'clock, the village lights are all off, and the village chief's shop is closed. No one will answer if I call now, I'll try again tomorrow.

.......

In a three-story self-built house in an urban village.

Brother Nan from the Hunan gang was eating a roasted lamb leg, his mouth dripping with oil.

In front of him, several people were kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Xiao Ze, the crew-cut guy, Hei Zi, the bald guy, and the ponytail-wearing man who was beaten up by Da Zhuang in the afternoon. Eight people in total.

The aroma of mutton wafted over them, and they couldn't help but swallow hard. Then, someone's stomach rumbled loudly.

Nan finished his roasted lamb leg at a leisurely pace and then drank a glass of beer.

After finishing his drink, he looked down at the man with the ponytail:

"Tai-zai, I told you to keep an eye on Li Chenghai, and this is how you see him?"

When he heard that Li Chenghai had been rescued, he flew into a rage and smashed the television on the spot.

This Li Chenghai is a handful of gold notes in his hands.

With this handful of gold notes, they could extort ten million from Li Jianhui. That's ten million! And someone actually managed to save him.

And the other party was alone.

Five people couldn't stop one person; they're utterly useless.

Upon hearing Brother Nan's questioning, Wei Zai quickly defended himself:

"Brother Nan, it's not that I didn't try my best, the opponent was too strong, they broke one of our legs."

"Powerful? You're afraid of him, but not me?" Brother Nan glared at him and roared.

"Brother Nan, Brother Nan, I..." Wei Zai was so frightened that tears streamed down his face, and he stammered.

Looking at him like this, Brother Nan waved his hand dismissively: "Drag him away and break his other leg too."

He paused, then continued, "It needs to be broken even more severely than the previous one."

"Ah? Brother Nan, spare me, Brother Nan..."

Xiao Ze and Hei Zi were terrified when they saw Wei Zai being dragged away, howling and screaming. Their bodies trembled slightly.

After dealing with Wei Zai, Brother Nan looked at Xiao Ze:

"Tell me, what kind of person is this Chen Dazhuang?"

Xiao Ze had previously borrowed a few men from him to deal with Chen Dazhuang, but he was beaten unconscious. He didn't care; after all, in a fight, there are winners and losers. He'd pay back the money each day he lent them—it was business.

He didn't suffer any loss if he failed to do something for someone else, and he had no intention of retaliating.

However, once Chen Dazhuang rescued Li Chenghai, the two became sworn enemies.

Why did Tony Leung know that the person who came was Chan Tai-chong? Because the man with the buzz cut happened to be in their guard team, and Tony recognized him.

Upon hearing Nan Ge's words, Xiao Ze, terrified, immediately spilled everything he knew.

He cursed Dazhuang in his heart.

If I had known that Dazhuang was such a troublemaker, I wouldn't have gone to the Hunan gang to borrow people.

I never expected that lending someone would get me involved.

The person Brother Nan kidnapped is so important, I wonder if he'll take his anger out on me?

Xiao Ze didn't know much about Da Zhuang, so he finished talking after a short while.

"Oh? You mean you know where he lives?"

"Yes, he lived with my ex-girlfriend, Tang Yan."

"Okay, knowing the address is enough. Let's go!"