Chapter 46: Trapped Beast
Zhao Weiming asked Zhang Nianzu: "What are you going to do next?"
Zhang Nianzu said, "Find a place to hide." He added, "Do you know of a small hotel or something that's not expensive and doesn't require any ID?"
Zhao Weiming's eyes lit up, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, saying, "Come with me."
The two continued to set off, and Zhang Nianzu asked, "Can you tell me where to go?"
Zhao Weiming said: "Go to my sister's place. She rented an apartment to stay temporarily as soon as she returned to China."
"Isn't this... inconvenient ?"
Zhao Weiming said: "She has been accompanying her mother during this period, so she didn't go back to the apartment."
Zhang Nianzu asked, "Is your mother okay?" Since Zhao Chengcai went bankrupt, the chain reaction of this incident has gradually manifested itself. Zhao Meier's mother has moved to a small apartment. Zhao Meier went home to comfort her mother. And Zhao Weiming's mother will definitely be affected.
Zhao Weiming said: "You don't know my mother yet. She has a good attitude, has a pension, and the house is allocated by the company. It is no different from before."
Zhang Nianzu sighed: "Your mother has been with your father for half his life, and I don't know what she wants."
Zhao Weiming said: "If it wasn't my mother, I would have thought she was after my father's money, but I know that's not the case. Women, after all, love heroes. When my father was young, he didn't have much money, so he relied on his fearless courage to go in and out seven times. How does the saying go - take a gamble, if you win, you can keep a young model, if you lose, you have to work in the fields."
Zhang Nianzu was speechless and said, "It can be seen that your father just used his bastard energy in the right place. Now that he has lost, what does your mother think of him?"
Zhao Weiming said: "This matter is not my mother's, but my father's."
"What do you mean?"
" Failure is also part of being a hero. If my dad is really awesome, then he should continue to be a man with his head held high. As long as he doesn't become a coward, my mom will definitely love him to death. If he collapses, I think their relationship will be over."
Zhang Nianzu said: "Why don't you go and remind your father?"
Zhao Weiming said: "It's useless to remind people of this kind of thing. Money is a man's courage. He is an ordinary man. If my father's talent is mediocre to this extent, your persuasion will be useless."
Zhang Nianzu looked at Zhao Weiming in surprise. He didn't expect that this guy could see things so clearly. In fact, Zhao Weiming was definitely smart, but he just didn't use it in the right way.
The two arrived at the door of an apartment building, and Zhang Nianzu asked, "The apartment is rented by your sister, how did you get in?"
Zhao Weiming chuckled and said, "Although she doesn't recognize me as her brother, the apartment manager knows about our relationship - just wait." Zhao Weiming went in and came out soon after with the key. He handed the key to Zhang Nianzu and said, "15th floor, Room 1503. Once you go in, don't come out again . Order takeout for meals." As he said that, he stuffed all the money he earned from driving a taxi into Zhang Nianzu's pocket.
Before getting off the car, Zhang Nianzu said, "You will be targeted soon, so be careful during this time."
Zhao Weiming said: "Then I won't come to meet you. If you need money, just talk to me. I'll give you a red envelope..."
Zhang Nianzu went upstairs and opened the door of 1503, a one-bedroom apartment of less than 70 square meters. The owner decorated it very simply, but Zhao Meir furnished it very exquisitely. All daily necessities were low-key but expensive branded goods. The most eye-catching thing was the dressing table next to the living room, which was filled with cosmetics and perfumes suitable for different occasions. The whole room was simple without losing the quality of life, which was in line with Zhao Meir's white-collar identity.
Zhang Nianzu was a little embarrassed because there were girls' things everywhere and he felt like a rude intruder. But after a day of running around, he decided to take a shower. He used the bathroom as carefully as possible, only to find that he didn't have any change of clothes, so he had to put on a bathrobe and throw all the dirty clothes into the washing machine.
It was already past two in the morning. Zhang Nianzu was taking a nap on the sofa. The high-intensity physical exercise throughout the day finally made him feel tired. Just as he was half asleep, he suddenly heard staggering footsteps in the silent corridor, accompanied by a woman's mumbling, and the sound came towards this side unmistakably.
Zhang Nianzu sobered up immediately. He leaned over the peephole and looked out. He saw Zhao Meier, who was wearing a black business suit and was already drunk and unconscious. A man in his forties was half dragging and half hugging her, with a dazed look on his face. He asked Zhao Meier with fake concern, "Are you okay ? Where are your keys?"
Zhao Meir had her eyes closed and uttered only a few unclear mutterings.
The man looked smug. He reached into Zhao Meir's handbag to look for the key with one hand, and stroked her waist and hips with the other hand, looking secretly pleased.
Zhang Nianzu suddenly opened the door. The man was startled and stammered, "Who... are you?"
Zhang Nianzu stared at him and asked, "Who are you?"
The man stammered, "I saw this lady was very drunk on the side of the road, so I kindly gave her a ride home."
Zhang Nianzu grabbed Zhao Meier's hand and put it around his neck: "Go ahead, leave it to me."
The man seemed unwilling to give up, and he grabbed Zhao Meier back, saying, "Who are you? She just said she lives alone..."
Zhang Nianzu grabbed his arm and squeezed it hard. The man hissed, "It hurts, it hurts, let go!"
"Get out!" Zhang Nianzu threw away his hand, carried Zhao Meir into the room, turned around and kicked the door shut.
Zhao Meier was drunk and looked like a mess. Zhang Nianzu was holding such a hot potato and wanted to move her to the bed. Suddenly, he remembered Lei Tingting's "achievement" that would be remembered for thousands of years. He patted Zhao Meier's face and said loudly, "Zhao Meier, do you want to vomit?"
Zhao Meir forced herself to open her eyes, and no one knew what she said.
Zhang Nianzu didn't care anymore. He dragged Zhao Meir to the bathroom, found a pillow and asked her to kneel on it and flush her face into the toilet. Zhao Meir seemed to sense something and vomited.
Zhang Nianzu stood by and looked at her, muttering, "Fortunately, I am experienced, otherwise you would have to spend the whole night in bed."
It took Zhao Meir a long time to vomit everything out. Zhang Nianzu put his hands under her ribs and lifted her up. Then he went into the bedroom and threw her in the middle of the bed. Zhao Meir fell into it.
Zhang Nianzu clapped his hands and was about to leave when he heard Zhao Meier gnashing her teeth behind him and saying, "Don't go!"
Zhang Nianzu turned around in astonishment and asked, "Are you awake?"
But Zhao Meier closed her eyes, twisted her body and fell asleep again. It turned out that she was not talking to him. Zhang Nianzu was about to continue walking, but Zhao Meier frowned and said, "Help me take off my clothes!"
Zhang Nianzu spread his hands and said, "Isn't this inappropriate?"
Zhao Meier's order was not responded to. She kicked her legs and stretched her arms on the bed, muttering, "It hurts! I feel so uncomfortable!"
Zhang Nianzu couldn't figure out whether she was talking to him or not, and asked in surprise, "Are all those who have been abroad so unrestrained?"
Zhao Meier pulled the collar of her coat with a painful expression and threw it to the ground. She seemed to feel much better and sighed, "I... I can't breathe anymore..."
Zhang Nianzu was stunned. It turned out that his clothes were making him uncomfortable.
How could it not be uncomfortable? Those women's professional suits are designed to show off the figure. Zhao Meir wore it all day and her breathing was rapid due to drinking. No wonder she was almost out of breath.
After taking off her coat, Zhao Meier seemed to have tasted the sweetness. She still closed her eyes and grabbed the two sides of the white shirt with both hands and tore it. The buttons popped all over the floor, and her beautiful figure was immediately exposed. At the same time, she shouted angrily: "Help me take off my clothes!"
Zhang Nianzu inadvertently feasted his eyes, and then quickly turned his head to the door, smiled and said: "I can't help you with this, I..." Before he finished speaking, a bra was thrown from behind on his shoulder. Zhang Nianzu was frightened and walked out of the house without even turning his head. After he arrived in the living room, there were several sounds of clothes hitting the bedroom door. Zhang Nianzu's heart surged, but he forced himself to sit on the sofa like an old monk in meditation and dared not move.
After a while, there was the sound of bare feet landing in the bedroom, and then the footsteps came to the living room. Zhang Nianzu rushed to the bedroom door and shouted at the door: "Hey, don't come out——"
"I'm thirsty! Let me out!" Zhao Mei'er was unconscious, but she was very strong after drinking. She banged her body against the door again and again. The sound was dull and suggestive. Zhang Nianzu used his back to resist her charge and said madly: "I've been chased for a whole day and I'm not in such a bad state. Who is the trapped beast between us?"
