Chapter 31: Chapter 31: The Lord Born, I am Already Old
Translator: 549690339
Yu Minglang felt as though he had just been hit by hundreds of tons of force.
“You… aren’t you… weren’t you going to get married?”
“No certificate, just a wedding banquet, but now it’s been called off.”
Xiao Qian looked at him taken aback, somewhat puzzled, “What’s the matter——— ”
Instantly, she figured it out.
Oh, Is Yu Minglang regretting knowing she was still a student?
She took the bankbook from her pocket and handed it to him.
“You regret it, don’t you? Here, take it back!”
“If I give it to you, you should keep it. No more words.” After being hit that hard, Yu Minglang felt unnerved. He sounded a bit cold unintentionally, of course, not towards Xiao Qian.
But towards himself.
He nearly made a mistake!
She looked at him coldly, “I won’t thank you.”, reminding him that even if he gave to her, she would not reciprocate!
“Take it!”
Yu Minglang shoved the bankbook into her pocket and said nothing more. As they walked in silence, Xiao Qian took his reaction as him regretting yet being too embarrassed to say so, so she became mad and stopped talking.
He drove straight to Xiao Qian’s laundry shop. When Xiao Qian wanted to get off, he didn’t open the car door. Instead, he took out a paper and pen and wrote a string of numbers.
“This is the bankbook password, and this is the phone number of my friend. If he can’t reach me, and you have something urgent, call this number. Call him Brother Zhao, he’s my good friend. You can tell him anything.”
Xiao Qian noticed that he was writing with his left hand.
His handwriting was quite strong and elegant.
“Are you left-handed?”
“No, I can write with both hands. 1 write Kaishu with my left and running script with my right. I’m afraid you can’t understand.”
“..!” Looks down on people!
“Tell me your address too.” Even though he knows developing a romantic relationship with Zhou Zhiruo type is like treating her as a little sister…umm, such a painful realization.
Xiao Qian picked up the pen, with the standard calligraphy, wrote the address of her school.
This girl… the corners of Yu Minglang’s mouth curved slightly, so cute, is this a response to his previous doubts of her not understanding the cursive script?
What’s more interesting is, she intended to write in two styles. Psychologists are also doctors. The general public really can’t understand a doctor’s handwriting.
He saw the address she wrote was Top University, the best school in the province. This girl must have an excellent academic record.
He himself is also an academic achiever and likes intelligent women.
However, this intelligent woman… is still too young…
With a profound sense of the sorrow “How old I’ve grown before she was born,” Yu Minglang drove off. Even the exhaust gas spewed out by the car told of his infinite sorrow.
“Yu Minglang, you fool to die, 1 don’t need your kindness and generosity. I don’t ever remember your goodness, and your money is freely taken!” Xiao Qian said so, but her eyes that watched his Cherokee leave looked somewhat different.
After leaving Xiao Qian, Yu Minglang’s car took a turn and headed straight for Electronics City of Qiang City. It was owned by his childhood friend Hai Zhao, the same person he had just told Xiao Qian to reach out to when in need.
Hai Zhao, the capitalist, was instructing the salespeople to increase the prices of all the fans in the store.
“Tear off all the tags and add 20 yuan to each! Remember, we increase the prices every half hour, switch the price tags anytime. Know this, never entice the customers to buy, create an impression as if… if they don’t buy now, they never will.”
As Hai Zhao was shouting, he saw Yu Minglang entered, walked over, and pounded him on the shoulder.
“What brings you here?”
Yu Minglang glanced at him and sneered disdainfully.
“Profiteer.”
“Haha, isn’t the weather getting hot? I’ve just surveyed the fan inventory in our city, and my store has the most. The price must go up; otherwise, no one will buy them after the hottest days… Come, let’s talk in my office.”
They have been buddies since childhood, naughty and mischievous, creating countless moments of fun. Despite their disagreement, their friendship never waned even with Yu Minglang often despising Hai Zhao as a big profiteer.
Like seeing a monster, Hai Zhao dumbfoundedly stared at Yu Minglang, reached out his hand, and swung it left and right in front of Yu Minglang’s face. “Are you dumb?” Yu Minglang frowned.
“Wow, you’re something, my man! Didn’t you swear off alcohol? When you were a kid, you would cry at the sight of a dead cat or dog…”
“Get out!”
“Could it be that you went to the countryside and killed a pig?”
“I’m gonna kill you!”
“Uh, then, your aunt forced you to go on a blind date again?”
“When did she not force me to go on a blind date?”
“This is strange… Yu Minglang, are you going through menopause early?”
Except for this, Hai Zhao couldn’t think of any reason why Yu Minglang, the stubborn guy, would need to abstain from drinking to drown his sorrows.
“Get out!” Yu Minglang finally lost his patience and kicked him.
If he could get some sleep, would he still be so irritated?
“Fine, never mind what’s bothering you. I’m gonna have a drink with you. Let’s go to my restaurant. But you’ll have to wait for a while. 1 need to finish my work. Don’t you see how many fans 1 need to sell? Once I sell them, it’s feasting time!”
Hai Zhao clapped Yu Minglang on the shoulder and walked out.
Yu Minglang stood in Hai Zhao’s office, looking at the hustle and bustle outside the window.
So many people, so many women, why do they all look like Zhou Zhiruo?
Everyone looks like her, everywhere..
Chapter 31: Chapter 31: The Lord Born, I am Already Old
Translator: 549690339
Yu Minglang felt as though he had just been hit by hundreds of tons of force.
“You… aren’t you… weren’t you going to get married?”
“No certificate, just a wedding banquet, but now it’s been called off.”
Xiao Qian looked at him taken aback, somewhat puzzled, “What’s the matter——— ”
Instantly, she figured it out.
Oh, Is Yu Minglang regretting knowing she was still a student?
She took the bankbook from her pocket and handed it to him.
“You regret it, don’t you? Here, take it back!”
“If I give it to you, you should keep it. No more words.” After being hit that hard, Yu Minglang felt unnerved. He sounded a bit cold unintentionally, of course, not towards Xiao Qian.
But towards himself.
He nearly made a mistake!
She looked at him coldly, “I won’t thank you.”, reminding him that even if he gave to her, she would not reciprocate!
“Take it!”
Yu Minglang shoved the bankbook into her pocket and said nothing more. As they walked in silence, Xiao Qian took his reaction as him regretting yet being too embarrassed to say so, so she became mad and stopped talking.
He drove straight to Xiao Qian’s laundry shop. When Xiao Qian wanted to get off, he didn’t open the car door. Instead, he took out a paper and pen and wrote a string of numbers.
“This is the bankbook password, and this is the phone number of my friend. If he can’t reach me, and you have something urgent, call this number. Call him Brother Zhao, he’s my good friend. You can tell him anything.”
Xiao Qian noticed that he was writing with his left hand.
His handwriting was quite strong and elegant.
“Are you left-handed?”
“No, I can write with both hands. 1 write Kaishu with my left and running script with my right. I’m afraid you can’t understand.”
“..!” Looks down on people!
“Tell me your address too.” Even though he knows developing a romantic relationship with Zhou Zhiruo type is like treating her as a little sister…umm, such a painful realization.
Xiao Qian picked up the pen, with the standard calligraphy, wrote the address of her school.
This girl… the corners of Yu Minglang’s mouth curved slightly, so cute, is this a response to his previous doubts of her not understanding the cursive script?
What’s more interesting is, she intended to write in two styles. Psychologists are also doctors. The general public really can’t understand a doctor’s handwriting.
He saw the address she wrote was Top University, the best school in the province. This girl must have an excellent academic record.
He himself is also an academic achiever and likes intelligent women.
However, this intelligent woman… is still too young…
With a profound sense of the sorrow “How old I’ve grown before she was born,” Yu Minglang drove off. Even the exhaust gas spewed out by the car told of his infinite sorrow.
“Yu Minglang, you fool to die, 1 don’t need your kindness and generosity. I don’t ever remember your goodness, and your money is freely taken!” Xiao Qian said so, but her eyes that watched his Cherokee leave looked somewhat different.
After leaving Xiao Qian, Yu Minglang’s car took a turn and headed straight for Electronics City of Qiang City. It was owned by his childhood friend Hai Zhao, the same person he had just told Xiao Qian to reach out to when in need.
Hai Zhao, the capitalist, was instructing the salespeople to increase the prices of all the fans in the store.
“Tear off all the tags and add 20 yuan to each! Remember, we increase the prices every half hour, switch the price tags anytime. Know this, never entice the customers to buy, create an impression as if… if they don’t buy now, they never will.”
As Hai Zhao was shouting, he saw Yu Minglang entered, walked over, and pounded him on the shoulder.
“What brings you here?”
Yu Minglang glanced at him and sneered disdainfully.
“Profiteer.”
“Haha, isn’t the weather getting hot? I’ve just surveyed the fan inventory in our city, and my store has the most. The price must go up; otherwise, no one will buy them after the hottest days… Come, let’s talk in my office.”
They have been buddies since childhood, naughty and mischievous, creating countless moments of fun. Despite their disagreement, their friendship never waned even with Yu Minglang often despising Hai Zhao as a big profiteer.
Like seeing a monster, Hai Zhao dumbfoundedly stared at Yu Minglang, reached out his hand, and swung it left and right in front of Yu Minglang’s face. “Are you dumb?” Yu Minglang frowned.
“Wow, you’re something, my man! Didn’t you swear off alcohol? When you were a kid, you would cry at the sight of a dead cat or dog…”
“Get out!”
“Could it be that you went to the countryside and killed a pig?”
“I’m gonna kill you!”
“Uh, then, your aunt forced you to go on a blind date again?”
“When did she not force me to go on a blind date?”
“This is strange… Yu Minglang, are you going through menopause early?”
Except for this, Hai Zhao couldn’t think of any reason why Yu Minglang, the stubborn guy, would need to abstain from drinking to drown his sorrows.
“Get out!” Yu Minglang finally lost his patience and kicked him.
If he could get some sleep, would he still be so irritated?
“Fine, never mind what’s bothering you. I’m gonna have a drink with you. Let’s go to my restaurant. But you’ll have to wait for a while. 1 need to finish my work. Don’t you see how many fans 1 need to sell? Once I sell them, it’s feasting time!”
Hai Zhao clapped Yu Minglang on the shoulder and walked out.
Yu Minglang stood in Hai Zhao’s office, looking at the hustle and bustle outside the window.
So many people, so many women, why do they all look like Zhou Zhiruo?
Everyone looks like her, everywhere..
