Chapter 44:

Butler Qin hesitated, left from the door of Qin Ruoshui's bedroom, went downstairs, and came outside of the fitness room. He glanced into the fitness room with his head, and Zhuang Yan was not inside.
He should have been training in the fitness room at this time, how come he was not there today? Is it true that it's in Mr.'s room?
But what did he touch into Qin Ruoshui's room this morning, it was impossible to think ... Qin's housekeeper was startled by his brain supply.
"Qin Manager, what do you think?" Zhuang Yan's voice suddenly passed from behind.
Qin Butler looked back and saw Zhuang Yan grinning at himself with a grin, "Where did you come from?"
"I went out and got a courier." Then Zhuang Yan lifted the box he was carrying in his right hand and shook it in front of Qin's housekeeper.
"What did you buy?"
"Several books." He didn't tell Qin Ruoshui yesterday that he had some problems and wanted to consult him, but his high school junior high school knowledge has long been forgotten. .
So he bought a few philosophical books. Originally he wanted to buy the original foreign language, but he remembered that if Mr. Qin could not understand the foreign language, would n’t it be embarrassing.
Butler Qin didn't know that there were so many twists and turns in Zhuang Yan's heart. He heard that Zhuang Yan bought a book, and he thought Zhuang Yan was very good at learning.
Sure enough, I just heard it wrong, and I was too old to use it.
Qin Butler left from the outside of the fitness room, and when he returned to the first floor, he found that Qin Ruoshui had come down from the third floor, his hair was neatly combed and meticulous, with a smile on his face. , Asked: "Sir looks happy?"
"Ok."
It is very good to admit that I am very happy.
I do n’t know what good things Mr. encountered, but it ’s really rare to be able to maintain such a good mood early in the morning.
Butler Qin stood next to Qin Ruoshui with doubts in his stomach, wondering what really made him look particularly happy today.
This pleasant mood has lasted for a long time.
And during this time, Qin's housekeeper was surprised to find that Zhuang Yan often took a few books to find Qin Ruoshui on the third floor, and Qin Ruoshui seemed to be accustomed to all this.
Butler Qin pondered the relationship between these two people. Mr. Qin really adopted Zhuang Yan as his son. Now he has started to help with his homework. Mr. Qin is still very competent.
The Xiang Wang Cup boxing match is about to start. Zhuang Yan ’s registration form has already been submitted. The day after tomorrow, he will do a personal examination, and then the list of the preliminary match will come out.
Zhou Fei contacted Zhuang Yan with two new sparring partners. During this time, they trained with Zhuang Yan.
Since the battle between Zhuang Yan and Zhao Wei was over, because Zhao Wei couldn't afford so much money, the only such property left by him was forced to be auctioned off by the court and paid to Zhuang Yan.
This house was originally used to pay off the debts owed by gambling. As a result, it was auctioned out. Zhao Wei originally thought that even if the house was sold, he could occupy the house and not go out. The court had no way to control it, but the person who bought the house did not know what the background was. He directly found a group of people and threw him out of the house, and then changed the house into a lock, and did not live.
After a period of time when Zhao Wei came to see it again, he found that this house had already been donated to the country. Even if he did not rely on it, he would not dare to work against the country.
When Zhao Wei ’s creditor found him, he asked him to repay the money quickly. However, where Zhao Wei now has money, he ca n’t even get the money from the hotel. He can only rely on the bench in the park to make up one day.
Regardless of the current situation of Zhao Wei, creditors only want to get money from Zhao Wei.
When the creditor found Zhao Wei from under the overpass, his clothes were ragged, gray-faced, and resembling a beggar. They grabbed Zhao Wei's hair: "You can hide."
Zhao Wei knew the means of these people, and he immediately cried out: "Give me two days, please beg me two more days."
"Grace you for two days?" The man loosened Zhao Wei's hair and kicked on Zhao Wei's heart nest. Zhao Wei staggered back two steps and fell directly to the ground. Already? I have no money to learn to gamble? Now want to pay the bill? "
"I'm not a bad debt, I really can't get so much money in a moment." Zhao Wei got up from the ground and hugged the man's thigh, "Give me two more days, I must have enough money . "
"No money? Sell a house?"
Zhao Wei thought the same way before. If he could not get enough gambling debts, he could sell the house, but who could think of Zhuang Yan taking him to court, his house was gone, and Zhao Wei could n’t help but think of it. The teeth were tickling, he cried and said, "I don't have a house, I really don't."
"Little pitiful, even the house is gone." The man said in a tone of regret and sympathy.
Zhao Wei originally thought that since the other party said that he was planning to forgive himself, then he heard this person say, "You can sell kidneys and blood without a house!"
Zhao Wei: "..."
The person in front of him looked like a demon in his eyes, Zhao Wei begged: "Please beg me for two more days, I will definitely get the money together"
"Okay, then give you two more days."
"thanks, thanks……"
Zhao Wei shook his head on the ground. Suddenly he heard a sneer and raised his head again. When he saw a machete approaching, Zhao Wei was trembling with fear. "You ... what are you going to do?"
"Don't worry, it won't kill you. I promised you that you will be forgiven for two days, except that I have to charge some interest for these two days."
Zhao believed that he didn't know well and wanted to get up and run away, but the door was already blocked.
"Stop him."
Zhao Wei's head was pressed the table. His left hand was pressed against the front. Someone said lightly that he wanted a thumb. He took a machete and fell from the air. In Zhao Wei's heart.
Those people finally let Zhao Wei go, and Zhao Wei sat down on the ground all at once. The pain made him tremble and speechless. He covered his fingers and his tears came out.
If I take this thumb to the hospital now, I might not be able to get it, but he is so hungry that he can't afford even a registration fee.
After chopping one of Zhao Wei's fingers, the man's anger finally disappeared a little. He bent down and raised Zhao Wei's chin, threatening him: "Today I want you a finger, if you still have two days later No money, do n’t ask for this hand. "
Zhao Wei has been gambling for so many years and is facing this threat for the first time. Although he has heard such words before, he always has a way to collect money, so he never put his heart in his mind.
There was blood flowing from the wound, and Zhao Wei's eyes were filled with hatred. He hated these creditors, Zhuang Yan, and the people who bought his house, everyone he could hate.
Now how should he get the money to pay off the debt, Zhuang Yan will definitely not help him again, it seems that he can only go to Wu Lianshui.
"In just two days, you have to get the money together quickly. I am kind-hearted, but I don't want to see blood." The machete fell to the ground with a huge crunch.
Zhao Wei shivered again. Until these people all left, he recovered slightly and looked at his thumb on the desktop. Zhao Wei cried even more. But if he went to the police, he would only In exchange for these people more terrible revenge, and his own hands are not clean.
After a while, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Wu Lianshui, with a mouth going to Wu Lianshui Street 200,000.
Wu Lianshui at the other end of the phone laughed when he heard his words: "You want me to lend you money, who do you think it is?"
Even if his father asked him for 200,000, he still had to think about it carefully. Zhao Wei thought he was really a big face.
Zhao Wei knew that Wu Lianshui would not easily lend money to himself, but fortunately he still had some handles from Wu Lianshui's back then, he said to Wu Lianshui: "If you don't borrow money, I will take you back and give me back to Zhuang Everything about the medicine in the feast cup is shaking, I ’m not feeling good, do n’t think about it. "
Zhao Wei was really forced to do nothing. If it was not out of luck, he really didn't want to use this to threaten Wu Lianshui.
Wu Lianshui was shocked. He had speculated that Zhao Wei might have some evidence against him, which seemed to be true. He pretended to ask, "Who would believe it? Your one?" Open mouth has already said too many lies. "
Zhao Wei sneered and said to Wu Lianshui: "Do you think I have no evidence?"
He had a recording of Wu Lianshui's phone calls to himself, and Wu Lianshui's transfer records to himself, as well as evidence of his destruction of surveillance.
In order to get the money as soon as possible, Zhao Wei directly put a recording to Wu Lianshui on the phone, "Angkor, I do n’t need much, just 200,000. If you do n’t give me the money, then this recording will be tomorrow. Where it appears, I ca n’t guarantee it. I heard that Zhuang Yan is also checking his affairs recently. "
"Zhao Wei, are you threatening me?" Wu Lianshui's voice sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth. It was just that he threatened others, and no one could ever threaten him.
Zhao Wei's tone softened: "Angkor, I can't help it anymore. If I can't get the money, I will cut my hand."
"Do you want two hundred thousand?"
"Yes, 200,000, just 200,000."
Two hundred thousand is very easy for Wu Lianshui to take out, but Zhao Wei is a bottomless hole. He will help him this time, and he will get him in the future.
It seems that he can't let Zhao Wei live. He had found someone to give Zhuang Ban to Shen Hai, and he didn't leave a handle afterwards, so now Zhao Wei can die silently. If he plans well, It can also push Zhao Wei's death to Zhuang Yan,
This king cup boxing match is about to start, let Zhao Wei live for a while.
Wu Lianshui picked up the glass on the table and drank half of the beer in it. As long as he was still there, Zhuang Yan would never be pressed to the top of his head again.
"Yes, 200,000 to you, but I want to see you destroy all the evidence."
"Good." Zhao Wei promised happily, but he was thinking about quickly backing up these evidences a few more times, in case of unexpected needs.
...
Zhuang Yan came to Qin Ruoshui's room on the third floor with a Plato's "Ideal Country". The names in this "Ideal Country" were not as many as those he had turned into "Centennial Loneliness" a few days ago. In the form, the names of the people are all abbreviations, which is not difficult to read.
However, the questions inside are one after another. Reading and reading can make me feel dizzy. Zhuang Yan simply wants to doze off.
He closed the book, looked up in the direction of Qin Ruoshui, and called out, "Sir?"
"what's up?"
Qin Ruoshui opened his eyes and glanced at Zhuang Yan sitting on the carpet. Zhuang Yan didn't know what he could do. He just wanted to call him, and he regretted it when he finished calling.
Seeing that Zhuang Yan did not speak, Qin Ruoshui put down the magazine in his hand and asked him, "When is the game?"
"Next Wednesday."
"How did you train during this time?" Qin Ruoshui asked again.
"Alright." Zhuang Yan answered.
Qin Ruoshui frowned with dissatisfaction. Has this man really studied his book "One Hundred Ways to Break Out of Singleness"? Isn't it all said in the book? Dialogue should end with a question every time after speaking.
Zhuang Yan what is going on now? Even the answer is very coping.
Is he someone outside?
Qin Ruoshui narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhuang Yan for a while, hoping to find clues through his expression, but he failed.
"Do you need to find a new coach?" He asked again.
Zhuang Yan scratched his head: "I need to find one, but I haven't found a suitable one recently."
Nowadays, few people can coach Zhuang Ban in Pinghai. It is not easy to find a suitable coach in a short time.
"I know a boxing coach from abroad. Recently, he has nothing to do. He plans to try it in China. You can find him."
"Who is it?" Zhuang Yan said for so long, and finally a question came out.
Qin Ruoshui thought about it: "Call it Proust."
Zhuang Yan's pupils twitched slightly, and asked, "Orton Proust?"
"It should be called this."
Orton Proust, a well-known foreign boxing coach, has brought three boxers to win the WBO championship, and he himself was also an excellent boxer.
The news was so shocking that Zhuang Yan had only one unreal feeling at a time.
Why did Orton Proust suddenly come here? And Mr. Qin is still a friend with him, which is unbelievable.
Certainly not a friend anymore, this famous boxing coach Qin Ruoshui spent a large sum of money to invite him from abroad.
After confirming the authenticity of this matter, Zhuang Yan jumped up from the carpet at once. This event gave him too much stimulation so that his mind was not sober. He came to Qin Ruoshui: "Sir, I love you so much!"
Qin Ruoshui tensed his face and looked at Zhuang Yan. This human being is really too frivolous. Hear what he is saying now!
Zhuang Yan felt uncomfortable after he finished speaking. He coughed and pretended that he had n’t said anything. He sat down on the carpet again and picked up the
Ideal Country
that he threw on the ground. stand up.
He still felt like he was dreaming. How could Proust come here?
Zhuang Yan endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, he looked up at Qin Ruoshui: "Is what Mr. just said is true?"
fake!
Qin Ruoshui nodded.
The villain in Zhuang Yan's heart cooperated with a song. Today is a good day, and the big Yangge danced in an instant.
Qin Ruoshui looked at his expression. Suddenly he regretted inviting the Proust to come. Humans are always half-hearted, saying that if they can't see Prost, they must empathize.
On this point, Qin Ruoshui thought too much. Proust has been more than forty this year. He does n’t take care of himself or trims on weekdays, so he often looks like he is in his fifties. Call him Dad without any sense of disobedience.
...
The Xiang Wang Cup boxing competition has received more attention than the Sun Cup. The Sun Cup should be regarded as a small game in Pinghai City. The Xiang Wang Cup boxing competition will attract boxers from all over the country to compete for the championship, and There is also a dedicated TV station broadcasting this game live.
Because there have been no major dog races recently, many boxing fans in the field have not paid attention to the movements of domestic boxers for a long time, nor have they ever been to the forum.
Now when they saw Zhuang Yan's name on the Xiang Wang Cup boxing match list, they were immediately stunned and poured into the Chinese Zhuang Yan No. 1 Fan Forum to ask what the was going on? Why did Zhuang Yan come back suddenly?
【what happened? I haven't been to the forum for a while, Zhuang Yan is alive and dead, alive and dead, and now he is back? 】
[When will the battle list come out? I want to see who played Zhuang Yan in the first game]
【Will scolding Zhuang Yan be banned? I can't help it]
[Go back upstairs, you can not only scold Zhuang Yan, if you scold well, the altar can give you a management]
...
The forum started a new wave of personal attacks on Zhuang Yan, and also warned those boxing fans who are optimistic about Zhuang Yan, but Zhuang Yan has people who have a history of fighting fake punches. He couldn't control his own hands and had to buy him to win.
Others summarized all the events related to him that occurred during the death of Zhuang Yan when he won the Sun Cup Boxing Championships in a building to do science for later boxing fans.
When Qin Ruoshui searched for Wang Wang Boxing and Zhuang Yan on the web, he came to this forum by mistake.
He wanted to close it immediately, but when he saw that the forum homepage was full of Zhuang Yan's name, he couldn't help but glance at it.
Then, for the first time in his life, he came up with the idea of ​​hitting someone along the network cable.
Qin Butler was tasting the new dishes made by the chef in the kitchen downstairs. Qin Ruoshui was called by a phone call. He came to Qin Ruoshui's bedroom and asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"
Qin Ruo sinked into the water, and there seemed to be waves under the dark blue eyes, with a kind of stormy momentum, he slowly spoke, with an irresistible tone, said: "I want to buy a forum."
"Huh?" Qin Butler blinked. Has his ear become less useful recently? What did he hear? Mr. said he wanted to buy a forum?
What forum is worth his acquisition?
"What forum does Mr. want to buy?" Qin Manager asked.
"This," Qin Ruoshui pointed his finger at the computer screen, "Boxing Forum."
Qin Manager: "..."
He should have thought that if Mr. Qin has any abnormal behavior now, he must have nothing to do with Zhuang Yan.