My CEO Wife is a Cold Beauty

Chapter 7 Gigolo(2)

"Nie Qian is really a bad guy. Such a good man was cheated by her." Bi Luochun said, as he walked.

"Alright, just stop talking. If you don't speak, no one will pretend you're a mute. Hurry in. Remember to wash your feet." Liu Yan pulled Bi and went into the room.

Fang Zhiqiang waited until the two of them had left and then sat in the sofa. He lit a cigarette and prepared to sleep after finishing.

Suddenly, an earplug fell from the top and almost hit him.

"What?" Fang Zhiqiang sat up and roared towards Bi Luochun who stood at the door.

"There's an MP3 in the cupboard. Put up your headphones and listen to the song in the future at night. Don't eavesdrop all the time. I’m afraid that you, a single man, will be stimulated every day to get psychological problems. Brother, I’m so nice right? " Bi Luochun laughed.

"Screw you! Sooner or later, you're going to kill yourself by doing this all the time!" Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help cursing.

Fang Zhiqiang turned off the light and lay on the couch. He then lifted the blanket and covered his body. He lit a cigarette. The events in his mind slowly appeared again.

Just like Bi LuoChun, he had a girlfriend when he was at university, not in the same class, but in a same school. . Her name was Nie Qian, and it was a very pleasant name. She was very beautiful, the most beautiful one in thier school. He took a long time to woo her.

The two loved each other very well. After graduation, Fang Zhi returned to work in a small town in his hometown. He was the local civil servants and was assigned to a township job. The job of a civil servant was like this. If you were a normal employee but not a leader, then you wouldn't be hungry and can live a just so so life. But every month, the wages you get would be less than 3,000. Nie Qian had found a job in a company before graduating. The income was quite good. It was over five thousand a months.

Two years later, the two got ready to marry. But just at that time, Nie Qian's father was ill. Nie Qian's mother had died a long time ago, and she had been brought up by her father. Nie Qian's father was very ill. Of course, Nie Qian couldn't see his father die just like this. As long as he had a glimmer of hope to be saved, she wouldn’t give up. But she didn’t have much money. Fang Zhiqiang wasn't rich either. His parents were all farmers, and it was already a great blessing to get him educated. In order to cure Nie Qian's father, Fang Zhiqiang borrowed money from all his relatives, friends and colleagues. He borrowed more than five hundred thousand yuan for her father, but her father was still gone within a year.

Then one day, Nie Qian suddenly texted to Fang Zhiqiang. The message was still in Fang Zhiqiang’s phone. It said, "Sorry, I'm leaving. I can't bear this kind of life lacking of money. I'm going to Shanghai. I want to live a rich life. Please forget about me, I wish you happiness. " After sending this message, Nie Qian was like a person disappearing in the world. No matter how Fang Zhiqiang searched, he couldn't find any news about her. Fang Zhiqiang still had a debt of more than 500,000 yuan. All of this money was borrowed for the sake of him. So he didn't just owe the money, he also owed a debt of gratitude. With more than five hundred thousand yuan worth of debt, he couldn’t clear the debt in his lifetime on his civil servant's wages .

In order to pay off the debt, and to find Nie Qian for an explain, Fang Zhiqiang resigned and went to Shanghai alone. According to Bi Luochun's words, Fang Zhiqiang was a typical i***t. He had been fooled by others, and the ending was that he lost his girl and money. However, Fang Zhiqiang himself had never complained about anything. He just worked hard to earn money and clear the debt. He would do whatever industry that would earn more money. He gave up decent job in those big enterprises and become a courier. He said a courier could earn a lot. However, there were only about six or three thousand yuan a month. In the city whose price was rising the wage was really not high. Only Bi Luochun knew that the reason why Fang Zhiqiang chose to be a courier. It was because the courier was able to run around in this city, it would be more possible to meet Nie Qian. That’s it.

The next day, Fang Zhi got up at 6 a.m.. When he got up, he realized that he had lost his job. It seemed that there was nothing to do in such early time. Thinking about Wang Yaxin's appoitment was 8:30, he hesitated for a long time and finally gave up to go to the talent market. He simply packed up and went downstairs to pull his bike out.

He had breakfast in a shop and then slowly rode to Wang Yaxin's house. It was 8: 25. Fang Zhiqiang pulled his bicycle to the side of the road, then squatted beside the bicycle and smoked. At about 8: 30, a BMW came out from the door. Fang Zhiqiang knew that this car was Wang Yaxin's.

Wang Yaxin stoped her car beside Fang Zhiqiang and looked at him. She frowned and pointed at the bicycle beside Fang Zhiqiang, "Is this your transportation?"

"What? It’s environmental. "

"Can't you wear decently?" Wang Yaxin looked at Fang Zhiqiang's old clothes.

"Funny. I can decide what I wear. Do you have any work for me or not? I don't have time to play with you. " Fang Zhiqiang said in annoyance. He then got on his bicycle and prepare to leave. He wasn't really taking Wang Yaxin's job seriously.

"Get in!" Wang Yaxin said, hooting at Fang twice.

“What?”

"Get in here." Wang Yaxin said again.

"Hold on. I'll lock the bike." Fang Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, but he still got out off the bike. He took the lock and prepared to lock the bicycle on the street lamp.

“No one will steal it. " Wang Yaxin was getting impatient.

Fang Zhiqiang thought for a moment and realized that it was indeed true that no one would be so blind to steal this bike. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to sell it for more than twenty or thirty yuan. Thus, he opened Wang Yaxin's cardoor and sat in the passenger seat.

"Here." While driving, Wang Yaxin took out an envelope from her bag and threw it to Fang Zhiqiang.

“What’s this?” Fang Zhiqiang was quite curious.

“Your salary for this month, ten thousand yuan. Just check it." Wang Yaxin said calmly.

Fang Zhiqiang took out the money. As expected, it was a stack of 100 yuan banknotes.

"What the hell am I doing? I haven't done anything yet, and you pay me first. It’s the first time that I get the money before working. "

“If you don't want it, you can return to me. "

"Of course I want it. Are there any one who don’t want money? Money is the best thing in this world." Fang Zhiqiang was beaming with joy as he saw the stack of money.

Seeing Fang Zhiqiang's money-grubbing appearance, Wang Yaxin's feel disgusted. She asked, "Do you want money so much?"