Chapter 250: Wrong choice of road, no matter what, it will not be right
Pony raised his head, his eyes became cold.
But Song Zihao shook his head, interrupting the other party's lofty sentiments.
"Xiao Ma, our time has passed, and you can't beat Tan Cheng. I have thought a lot about these three years of prison life. Fighting and killing are no longer suitable for us, and I My father is dead and my brother is a policeman. I just want to live an ordinary life."
Although Xiao Ma heard Song Zihao say this when he was in the bar, he didn't take it to heart.
Now when he heard this sentence from the other party's mouth, he was shaken for a moment.
He couldn't believe that just three years in prison had worn down all the courage of a passionate and true man, and turned him into an ordinary person who was willing to return to the ordinary.
So his cold eyes became cold again, and he lowered his head to hide the disappointment on his face.
For a moment, he didn't know whether he was suffering from the failure of his three-year wait, or from the pain of discovering that his friend's personality had changed.
Obviously, Song Zihao like this is already drifting away from him, and it is foreseeable that one day, the two of them will become strangers, and they will never be able to return to what they were three years ago.
So he tried hard again to pull his hand out of the other person's palm. This time it was easy because the Song Zihao standing in front of him was no longer the big brother-like Song Zihao in his memory.
After taking out his palm, Xiao Ma turned around to prevent the other party from seeing the tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
Then he leaned forward and leaned his upper body out of the fence. The tears that had just flowed out of the corners of his eyes fell instantly into the water of Victoria Harbor due to his movement.
"Brother Hao, look, those bustling high-rise buildings were not built three years ago. Changes are coming soon!"
Song Zihao was still immersed in what his younger brother Song Zijie had just said. , I didn't notice Xiao Ma's subtle psychology for a while.
When he heard the other party's words, he raised his head and looked at the tall buildings opposite.
"Yes, but the places we played in back then were not bad."
Song Zihao thought that the other party was just reminiscing about old times, and he was wondering if he could persuade the other party based on the past experience. , Xiao Ma spoke first.
"I really can't bear to have such a bad thing, just say it's gone, and it's gone. I once had so much, but it disappeared like smoke in the blink of an eye."
At this time, there was a burst of energy. The sea breeze blew over, and Xiao Ma tightened his tattered overalls.
"What I lost must be taken back with my own hands. We were the ones who defeated the company in the first place. I won't just let Tan Cheng take it away. No one in this world can owe a debt without paying it back."
< br>When Song Zihao heard this, he sighed in his heart. He stepped forward and leaned side by side with Xiao Ma.
"Xiao Ma, give up, times have changed, it's still too late to stop now!"
Xiao Ma turned his head sideways to prevent the other party from seeing the tears in his eyes.
“It’s too late, I.”
Xiao Ma couldn't help but choked up, and then he instantly restrained his emotions, because he suddenly thought that since Song Zihao wanted to be a good person, if he continued to talk, he would only make the other party suffer.
He doesn't want or want to involve his friends and force them to do things they don't want to do. This was the case before and it is still the case now.
"Brother Hao, I have work in the evening, and it's getting late now. We'll still see each other less often from next time. No, it's best not to meet. It's better for everyone." As he said, As he said that, Xiaoma laughed, but his eyes reflected the light in the night, crystal clear.
"Pony!"
Song Zihao instinctively wanted to hold the other person, but because Xiao Ma had already turned around when he spoke, his hand was empty. Only the sea breeze blew through his hand, not a single bit was caught, and his palm was empty.
Hearing his words, Xiao Ma paused, but soon, he limped away with his back to Song Zihao.
Looking at the other person's back, Song Zihao suddenly felt his heart contracting, as if something bad was about to happen.
He closed his eyes in pain, then squatted down with his back against the fence, hiding himself in the darkness.
After entering the underworld, can it really be so easy to escape? He didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it for the time being.
At this time, something said by an old man I met in prison came to mind.
If you choose the wrong road, no matter how you walk, even if you run, if you don't look back, it will never be right.
Song Zihao's guess was not wrong. He thought that he would not be involved in political affairs from now on, since he had been in office three years ago and would not fight or rob or have any contact with people in the company after he came back. But obviously, someone wasn't going to let him get what he wanted.
No, just when he was going to work, someone came to his door and invited him to get together.
"Brother Hao, why didn't you tell your brothers when you came back? I'll go directly to pick you up. Tonight at the Peninsula Hotel, I'll call all my uncles and some old friends in the gang. , to catch the wind and wash away the dust for you.”
Tan Cheng picked up a bottle of Remy Martin and poured two glasses, then picked up a glass and handed it to the other party, talking and laughing.
Song Zihao smiled, but did not take the drink from the other party's hand.
Seeing this, Tan Cheng's expression remained unchanged. He drank the wine in the quilt and threw the cup aside casually.
"Brother Hao, if you and Brother Xiao Ma hadn't taken care of me before, and it was you who lured the police away in Taiwan last time, I would remember all of this in my heart. This cup is my thank you, okay? Without your help, I, Tan Cheng, would not have achieved what I have achieved now.”
“A Cheng, you are where you are today, and it has nothing to do with us.”
Song Zihao shook his head and did not take credit.
"What skills do I have, and I learned all my skills from you. Besides, if Brother Ma hadn't taken the initiative to give up my seat, my uncles wouldn't have let me sit in this position. Right?" Come on, Xiaoma!"
Tan Cheng smiled reservedly, then raised his chin and looked at Xiaoma, who was sitting silently next to him.
Before the other party could answer, he turned to look at Song Zihao again: "Brother Hao, the development of the company cannot be separated from you. It will be great if you come back. I will summon the people of the company in a few days and announce You are our boss, and as for selling US dollars, leave it to Xiao Ma."
Song Zihao looked up in surprise when he heard what he said.
"If you don't want to be the boss, you don't want the US dollar business?"
He didn't really yearn for the position of boss, but he couldn't figure out Tan Cheng's purpose for a while, so he asked.
"Haha, Brother Hao, you haven't been here for the past few years, so you don't know the market in Hong Kong Island. When you take over my position, I will be free to take charge of the white noodles business. You don't know. Recently, Hong Kong There is a big gap in the white flour market area of the island.”
(End of this chapter)