He Yuzhu was reborn.
In my previous life, I had been a gangster for twenty years, and I didn't even get a warm meal before I died. When I opened my eyes in this life, I saw Qin Huairu's crying face in front of me.
"Zhuzi, please lend me twenty yuan..."
He Yuzhu smiled.
Borrow money? Okay, let silly brother touch his little hand first and make a nice cry. As for whether to borrow or not, that depends on your mood.
Lou Xiao'e was bullied by Xu Damao? I can help, but this capitalist lady has delicate skin and tender flesh. Shouldn't she show some kind of expression after helping?
The third uncle wants to scheme? Then let his daughter come over to talk to Silly Zhu and settle the bill.
What? Call him a rogue?
He Yuzhu held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned carelessly towards the door of the courtyard: "I, He Yuzhu, was a good person in my last life, what will happen to me? In this life, I have figured out that I would rather be a bastard than a fool."
As for those who spoke ill of him.
"Scold me? Okay, Qin Huairu, you can curse me again. I lent you the five yuan yesterday and you will pay me back today, with the interest calculated. Banggeng stole my sausage and sent it to the police station. Xu Damao, you want me to shake your head in front of your wife for such a stupid thing?"
Only then did the people in the yard realize that Silly Zhu had changed.
He became bad, became perverted, and became hateful, but there was nothing he could do about him.
What's even more frightening is that he is being a bastard while still having a good time. Contracting canteens, opening restaurants, and making a lot of money. Those who plotted against him in the courtyard had to lower their heads and beg him in the end.
And He Yuzhu, with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth, looked at them:
"Begging me? Okay, let me be happy first."
