his brow and sighed. These bunch of pricks never cared to study, always ganging up and play. But he’s not their dad so he can’t say anything, and he also doesn’t want to create any trouble, hence he replied indifferently:
– Tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll pay.
– Good. I’m not someone without emotion. As long as we “cooperate” everything will be fine: I protect your stall, you give me back the fee… It’s all business~ I’ll come back to collect the money tomorrow.
The delinquent flamboyantly walked toward the other stalls after finishing his speech together with his two underlings.
Right now old man Lee’s eyes reddened, and bitterly looked at Yang Chen:
– Little Yang, you don’t have any reason to help me to pay those hounds, I’m so sorry…
– Now, now, Mr. Lee, you don’t have to say that, when I just arrived here, everything was new to me. Without your help I wouldn’t be able to be like this. I see you as both a friend and a benefactor, of course I have to pay you back somehow…
– You kid…what are you saying…
Mr. Lee sighs, knowing he can’t stop Yang from doing this.
Yang Chen laughs presumptuously, his laughter is soft but also feels honest, as it is not affected by the recent cunning act.
– Oh yes, how is Ms.Lee’s condition?
Old man Lee replied with indebtedness:
– Thanks to the money you gave us for her surgery, she feels much better now and will only need a few more days for a complete recovery.
– Oh, that’s good. I wish her to recover quickly!
Yang Chen nods, satisfied with the news.
Mr. Lee laughed sorrowfully:
– Little Yang, the money you lent to me, I will definitely repay it. If I die before being able to repay you, my daughter will have to do it… Ah, if not for me, with the amount of money you gave me, you would have been able to open a nice store and didn’t have to stay here selling fried goat meat sticks while also having to deal with that bunch of delinquents…
Yang Chen pursed his lips, replied:
– I prefer living like this. Selling fried goat meat isn’t that bad, and I still get enough money to survive.
– You truly are…
The old man seemed upset:
– You’re already 23, at this age even if you don’t have a college degree, you still have to aim higher! You don’t even have a girlfriend; why would you want to keep selling fried goat meat forever? You might not care about that, but I do!
Seeing how old man Lee truly worries about him, Yang Chen feels bitter, it’s not because he doesn’t feel rushed, it’s because he tried to forget about that idea.
After the night had fallen, Yang Chen cleaned up his small stall, pushing the cart home to his small shabby apartment.
Nobody knew when this house was built, but the rent was dirt cheap at only 2$ a month since nobody wanted to live here. Yang Chen is different from other people, he never cared for comfort so he moved right in when he heard of that rental price.
Yang Chen’s room was mostly decorated with old furniture that people threw away on the street: A creaky bed, a closet and a small TV that can watch some basic channels.
Settling his cart somewhere in the back of the house, Yang Chen looked at the calendar on the wall, immediately seemed to remember something and quickly ran toward the bathroom.
Not even 5 minutes later, after getting a cold shower, Yang Chen left the bathroom, displaying his strong-looking skin, perfect ‘curves’ and firm muscle. If one looked carefully he would see a strong handsome male.
Walking toward the old closet next to his bed, Yang Chen lazily adjusted his wet hair, looked at the mess inside the closet, grabbed a light yellow chemise, a grey jeans and the old plastic slippers that he always wears.
Yang Chen headed right toward the most prosperous zone in the district and also the most lively in this tattered area: “The Wine Street.” (TL note: this street doesn’t have wall)
The luxurious and corrupted life during the night time is filled with different colors, different skirts and dresses, and reek of heavy perfumes. Just walking into the Wine Street, the entire environment of the zone changed completely, contrasting itself from the rest of the city.
Yang Chen is different from other young guys who are openly drooling at hot girls with long legs and short skirts, he hurriedly walked toward the bar named “Rose.”
The light from the neon sign is not blinding. The bar also gave off a suspicious feeling, being surrounded with roses hanging around the flickering sign.
Entering the bar, Yang Chen quietly goes into a corner of the counter like a habit.
– Brother Chen, you are finally here!
A young bartender in black suit noticed that Yang Chen entered in the bar. He smirked and gave Yang Chen a cup of water.
– Sis Jiang Wei has been waiting for you for a while now…
Yang Chen simply smiled while taking a sip from the cup.