pjbooks Chapter 326 Do you need to borrow money?
Chapter 326 Do you need to borrow money?
It looks like Zhang Qiang, whom we haven't seen in a long time?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Ma Junjie stopped in his tracks, his heart clenching.
Zhang Qiang... seems to be doing very well at Red Sun KTV now; I heard he's already become the general manager.
How did that disgusting and vicious man end up in Liu Xiong's backyard?
Ma Junjie quickly turned around, his gaze fixed on the end of the alley.
But the place was empty, with only a few fallen leaves swirling on the ground in the evening breeze. The staggering figure from before had long since vanished without a trace.
Ma Junjie frowned, his brows furrowing into a deep frown, his fingers unconsciously clenching the plastic bag in his hand.
"Could I have misread it?" he tried to reassure himself.
After all, it's been so long since we last met. How can we be sure it's Zhang Qiang just from a glimpse of his back? He might just be a passerby with a similar build.
But that sleazy back view and the limping gait were just too similar.
"Sigh!" Ma Junjie was also undecided for a moment.
He sighed heavily and said,
"Never mind, I won't think about it anymore."
Ma Junjie took out his phone and glanced at it; the screen showed it was already past 5 PM.
On the lock screen, Liu Bingbing's text messages kept popping up, all asking when he would be back, their tone full of anxiety.
Ma Junjie opened the text message, and as he read the warm words, a slight smile crept onto his lips.
But then I thought about it again and felt a little helpless.
He knew Liu Bingbing too well; if he went back now, she would definitely pester him and he wouldn't be able to get away.
I have important things to do at 8 pm.
After thinking for a moment, Ma Junjie's fingers flew across the screen.
"Bingbing, I have some things to take care of, so I won't be coming back to your place later. I'll be staying at my own place. You should get some rest."
After successfully sending the message, Ma Junjie promptly turned off his phone and stuffed it into his pocket.
After doing all this, he hailed a taxi, gave the driver the address of his rented apartment, and the car sped away.
More than 20 minutes later, the car came to a steady stop in front of Xingda Toy Factory.
Ma Junjie paid the fare and got out of the car, his stomach growling.
He patted his stomach, turned around, and walked into the nearby food street.
I found the busiest noodle shop, ordered a big bowl of beef noodles, added two fried eggs, and a few skewers of grilled meat. I sat at the greasy plastic table and ate heartily.
The noodles were chewy, the broth was rich, and the grilled skewers sizzled with oil, filling my empty stomach.
He knew that night would be a fierce battle, and only by eating well would he have the strength to deal with everything that was to come.
After finishing his meal in a whirlwind, Ma Junjie wiped his mouth, paid the bill, picked up his things, and slowly walked towards his rented room.
After climbing all the way to the sixth floor and standing at his own door, Ma Junjie was stunned, and then revealed a bitter smile that was both funny and exasperating.
On the brand-new security door, several large, crooked characters had been spray-painted in red paint.
"Murderer, Ma Junjie!"
Upon seeing these words, Ma Junjie could guess with his own eyes that this was definitely Liu Dongmei's doing.
"Ugh, that damn woman!"
Ma Junjie sighed, took out his keys, and opened the door.
A familiar smell of dust wafted over, mixed with a faint musty odor.
Everything in the house was the same. There was still a half-empty bottle of mineral water on the coffee table, and several outdated posters on the wall.
Ma Junjie plopped down on the sofa and closed his eyes wearily.
My mind is blank, I don't want to think about anything, but all sorts of random thoughts keep surging up like a tide.
The strange expression on Liu Xiong's housekeeper's face, the familiar figure at the alley entrance, the important matter to be handled that night, Liu Bingbing's smiling face, Liu Dongmei's entanglement...
When I opened my eyes again, my gaze fell on the coffee table.
He casually left the 5 yuan there; stacks of brand-new banknotes gleamed alluringly in the dim light.
Looking at the money, Ma Junjie suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"If I don't make it back tonight, won't this 5 yuan be wasted?"
He stood up and scanned the room. Looking at the spacious but empty house, a figure suddenly and unexpectedly entered his mind.
Without further hesitation, Ma Junjie picked up the 5 yuan, stuffed it into a black plastic bag, and quickly walked out of the house.
A few minutes later, Ma Junjie stood in front of a door on the third floor.
He raised his hand and tapped gently.
"Bang bang bang".
The knocking wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet hallway.
A moment later, the door was opened a crack, and a wary voice came out.
Who is it?
"It's me!"
The door crack was quickly widened, revealing a familiar face.
Li Yuanyuan, dressed in a floral nightgown with messy hair, suddenly brightened up when she saw the person outside the door.
"Ah Jie? It's you!"
"It's been so long! I'm so glad to see you!"
Ma Junjie tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.
"Yes, Sister Yuan, it's been a long time."
"I'm in a hurry now, I have to leave soon."
"Oh?" Li Yuanyuan's eyes were full of surprise as she looked him up and down.
"So rushed? Are you alright?"
Ma Junjie shook his head slightly, offering no further explanation.
"Sister Yuan, I need your help."
Li Yuanyuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded decisively.
"Sure! Whatever it is, just say so! I'll definitely help if I can!"
Ma Junjie handed over the plastic bag he was holding.
"Sister Yuan, I'm leaving something with you."
"What is this?" Li Yuanyuan asked curiously, taking the bag and instinctively wanting to open it to see what was inside.
"Don't!"
In his excitement, Ma Junjie reached out and grabbed Li Yuanyuan's hand.
"Sister Yuan, open it and look at it after I leave."
Li Yuanyuan was amused by Ma Junjie's mysterious demeanor and raised an eyebrow.
"Tsk tsk, all this secrecy."
"Okay, whatever you say."
Li Yuanyuan paused, then seemed to remember something and quickly asked,
"Is there anything else?"
"Are you short on cash and need to borrow some money? Just tell me how much, I have some savings I can give you!"
Ma Junjie smiled, shook his head, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes.
"No, Sister Yuan, I won't lend you money."
"That's all, I'll be going now."
After saying that, Ma Junjie didn't linger. He turned around and walked downstairs quickly.
Li Yuanyuan stared at Ma Junjie's hurried departure, completely bewildered, and couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"Hey Ma Junjie, what's wrong with you...?"
As he spoke, his hand moved of its own accord and opened the plastic bag.
When the bag was opened, stacks of red banknotes were revealed.
Li Yuanyuan was startled and instinctively screamed.
"Ah Jie! What's going on? How come there's so much money!"
She suddenly realized what was happening, grabbed the bag, and rushed downstairs, shouting as she ran.
"Ah Jie! Don't go! What are you doing leaving so much money here with me?"
As soon as the words fell,
In the empty stairwell, only Ma Junjie's echo could be heard.
"Sister Yuan, I already know that you are the landlord of this building."
"Thank you for renting me the house for free all this time."
"If I don't come back... this money is yours..."
Upon hearing this, Li Yuanyuan ran even faster.
After running out of the building, I looked again, but Ma Junjie was nowhere to be seen...