Chapter 22 Section 21

Ning Ning was covered with a charcoal-colored dirty blanket, and curled up inside the blanket, forming a ball. The dark, dank basement was littered with broken cans, empty wine bottles, and outdated newspapers.Cigarette butts and leftover biscuits were piled up in a mess on the small box in front of Ningning's bed. Ning Ning's upper teeth were chattering with the lower ones, and there was a humming sound coming from his nose. Her groan was also very small and weak, lower than the cry of a mouse in the hole in the wall. With one slender hand she pulled the blanket over her head.If it weren't for the slight shaking of the blanket caused by the fighting, it would be hard to tell whether the blanket was wrapped in a living person or a dead person.

Above the basement is a building with more than ten floors.On the opposite side of the building is the main line of the two-way street. The mansions and the bustling city that weighed on her head had already swallowed her groans. If not swallowed, what could one hear the moan? From morning to night, the whole day, she just endured and stood next to each other in the basement. " At night, the basement door was kicked open. James walked in.He took off his leather jacket, grabbed the bottle, leaned back, and drank half a bottle of strong whiskey in one gulp. He wiped his mouth carelessly with the back of his hand, squatted down in front of the small wooden box next to Ningning's bed, rummaged for a long time, pulled out a dirty syringe, and tremblingly took out a glass vial from his pocket. Inside is a clear liquid.

He bit off the top of the glass vial, poked the needle in, and sucked the liquid into the syringe. Then, he put the syringe in his mouth and pulled Ningning's left arm from under the blanket.On the white and tender skin, the arteries were covered with small needle holes one by one. James put the rubber band around Ning Ning's arm, spit on the corner of her small arm, and patted it with his hand. Immediately, the artery appeared. He took the syringe out of his mouth and injected Ningning.He pushed the medicine into it calmly. The colorless and transparent liquid gradually and silently flowed into Ningning's arteries, heart, and brain along the needle tube...

Ning Ning was like a dead body wrapped in a blanket, motionless. James pulled out the needle. After two or three minutes, the blanket began to squirm, and Ning Ning slowly poked her head out. She rubbed Mimi's staring eyes with the back of her hand, and sat up straight.The blanket slid off her chest, revealing her plump little breasts.The breasts have drooped a little, and the ribs are clearly visible one by one. Ning Ning coughed twice, put on a coat, and walked into the toilet. James began to prepare everything for his injection. With the sound of "哗啦" and the sound of running water in the toilet, Ning Ning walked back from the toilet.It seemed that the girl's lovely mental outlook had recovered a little in her body.

When she saw that James was having difficulty injecting herself, she knelt down to help him, but James thought her injection was inaccurate, too slow, and painful, so she pushed her away. Ning Ning returned to the bed, lying naked on her back. After James finished the injection, he stretched his waist, and then came to the bed, and a vicious dog came to prey on Ning Ning. The two of them were under the influence of drugs, and neither of them could control themselves. They were doing things on the bed that were beyond the reach of human beings, doing the actions of those low-level animals.

Afterwards, James shouted that he was hungry.He grabbed the leather jacket, picked Ning Ning up and put him on the back seat of the motorcycle outside the door. Ning Ning's car was sold for cocaine. "Where are we going?" Ning Ning sat in the back and asked loudly. "Queens Ballroom, I have friends waiting for me," James replied. Motorcycles weave through traffic. The wind blew Ning Ning's hair up and floated in the air. It was already half past ten at night when James and Ningning whirled into the Queen's Road Ballroom with some friends. Like all fashionable dance halls, it is almost dark in the dimness, only the small candles on each table flickering faintly.

The music is unrestrained, beating willfully and deafeningly, as if it wants to tear people's eardrums, and it seems to want to bounce people off the ground. James, Ning Ning and their gang immediately took off their coats and rushed onto the dance floor. Maybe it's because they've had enough food and drink, or maybe it's because the medicine has come up again, in short, each of them is full of energy, like a machine that has been wound up, twisting tirelessly, twisting each other, dancing crazily . The whole dance floor was boiled by their group. Even the musicians played harder.

In an unobtrusive corner of the dance floor, sat a man and a woman.They are Wang Qiming and Ah Chun. They were talking earnestly and excitedly; the music was so loud that they had to raise their voices and gesticulate constantly. It's so difficult to talk like this. Ah Chun couldn't stand the noise.She took Wang Qiming's hand, walked out of the dance floor, and came to a small lounge for people to smoke.There is no one else here except a pair of lovers hugging and kissing each other, and the sound of the music is much lower. "Tell me what should I do?" Wang Qiming asked, obviously he was a little anxious because Achun rejected all his methods.

"You can't sue them anyway!" "Why?" "You'll pay your lawyers for nothing and get nothing." "But why?" "I tell you, once you sue them, they will immediately declare you legally bankrupt, then legally close your factory, and legally not pay a penny. This is their usual trick. In the end, the only one who suffers is you !" "However, my shipment is cleared next week, and Anthony is still in arrears with the full payment, what should I do?" "You just grind patiently and wait patiently." "There is no other way?"

"Not yet. You have to ask him for as much as you can. The important thing is, don't let him feel that you are going to sue him." "But my lawyer said, I have to sue." "what did he say?" "He said that old America only eats those timid Chinese who don't understand business law." "You can't trust what lawyers say!" Ah Chun said with certainty, "Lawyers are robbers without knives. They are afraid that if you don't sue, where will their business come from? What price do lawyers offer?" "Fifty-five." "Look! Even if you sue, you can only get 50% if you win, but you don't have to pay the initial legal fees, right?"

"right." "What's more, once a commercial case like yours is sued, it's not uncommon for it to be delayed for ten or eight years. After ten years, you can only get 10% of the accounts that should be collected, almost nothing. Didn't get it." "Why?" "It's under legal bankruptcy law. There's every reason for that - there's no use complaining." "This kind of law is too unreasonable and unfair. Instead of paying money and cheating people, it has become legal?" "This is not the time for us to comment on the law." Ah Chun saw that Wang Qiming's finger holding the cigarette was trembling. "Qiming, don't worry, you have a solution." "any solution?" "announce bankruptcy." "What kind of solution is that?" "It's the way. In this way, you can also legally not pay workers' wages, legally not pay thread money to thread factories, and you can legally get rid of all your company's debts." "Isn't this too deceitful?" "But you are being tricked too!" Ah Chun was annoyed by his stubborn oriental morality. "I can't bear to..." "You can't bear to cheat people, just sit here and wait for someone to cheat you! Don't cling to your Chinese moral concepts. This is America, this is New York. Otherwise, you hold on to this Use Chinese morality to wait for death; otherwise, you go to cheat people. You just live, make money, and live a good life. You choose!" Ah Chun stopped talking, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and looked at the honest and honest Chinese in front of him with hatred. Sitting opposite Ah Chun, Wang Qiming felt deeply ashamed of his incompetence.At this moment, a desperate struggle was going on in his heart.The Wang Qiming of the past and the Wang Qiming of tomorrow are having a contest at this time and place. He lowered his head for five full minutes.Ah Chun patiently waited for him, puffing on his cigarette. Finally, Wang Qiming raised his head and asked Ah Chun: "Achun! Tell me, is this a matter of choice?" Seeing Wang Qiming's painful inner battle, Ah Chun couldn't stand it any longer. "Come on, don't be so nervous, relax and relax!" With that, she took his arm and walked back to the dance floor. At this time, light slow music is playing in the dance hall. "Come on! Ah Chun invited him down the dance floor. "No." "Why not? Forget about everything." The two of them held each other tightly and danced a slow four-step dance. There were few couples on the dance floor.After all, this kind of dance is too classical in New York. Under the flickering light, Wang Qiming's body was tightly pressed against Ah Chun's body, his cheeks pressed against his cheeks.He felt light all over.Those worries and troubles gradually disappeared and dissipated in the soft music and slow dance steps. He didn't know that at this moment, his daughter was watching him behind him, identifying him. At that time, Ning Ning was drinking a drink at a table very close to the dance floor. She was a little tired, not to mention that she didn't like this kind of old-fashioned dance at all, so she was happy to sit by the stage for a while to moisten her throat.Unintentionally, a familiar figure from the back caught her attention. That hairstyle, that figure, that broad chest and back... no way, my father would never come to this kind of place, and let's talk about that woman, that woman is not... not my mother. She turned back and clinked glasses with James again, took a big sip of wine, but an inexplicable curiosity prompted her to turn her head back again.The more she looked at it, the more she looked, could it really be... In order to satisfy her curiosity and solve the doubts in her heart, she jumped off the dance floor.what!It really is... After she saw it, she immediately returned to her original seat, her beautiful little mouth cramped with excitement, hatred, and resentment. Wang Qiming and Ah Chun were enjoying the warmth of their hometown, and they didn't notice Ning Ning's appearance at all. The relaxing slow music stopped, and the two of them held hands and walked back to the table in the corner. An indescribable fire burned in Ning Ning's chest. This fire made her whole body hot and her hair itchy.She stood up and ran straight towards the corner. The percussion and brass music resumed their frenzy just now. In order to prove the accuracy of her eyes, she also sat down on this table, her eyes fixed on Wang Qiming. Wang Qiming was taken aback by this unexpected guest.He didn't know who was so rude, so disrespectful. When he turned his head and looked at it, he was taken aback. "dad!" Ning Ning's voice sounded like he had seen a ghost. "Ningning, why are you here?" Ning Ning said tremblingly, "Ask me? I want to ask you again. Why are you here!" Saying that, Ning Ning stabbed at Ah Chun again like a sword, and said to Ah Chun viciously: "If I see you touch my dad again, I'll kill you!" Of course Ah Chun understood what was happening in front of him.She smiled and said: "We're friends, that's okay." Wang Qiming stopped Ningning. "Ningning, you have to be polite!" He said this bland remark. "Politeness?" Ning Ning was irritated by this word, "I don't understand, I never understand!" Ah Chun had nothing to say. Wang Qiming didn't know what to say. Ning Ning was crying, raised his face, made an insulting gesture to Ah Chun, and shouted loudly: "i fuck you!" (You bitch!) After speaking, she turned around and ran out. James' gang coaxed and yelled loudly like animals. Wang Qiming also ran out of the ballroom. Ah Chun faced the group of young people and cursed them as cold-blooded animals.Those people screamed strangely again. When Wang Qiming crossed the dance floor and ran to the gate, Ning Ning had disappeared. He hastily bid farewell to Ah Chun who was chasing him, and drove away. He was driving, speeding on Highway 495.He didn't go home right away. At this time, his mood was up and down, and his whole body was hot.Although the temperature outside was already below zero, he didn't open the window to let the cold wind as hard as a blade blow on his face. He touched his hot cheek and thought he was the unlucky one. I haven't seen Ning Ning for more than a year. We met here today, so suddenly, and on such a damn occasion! You have to explain to your daughter, and you have to explain everything to your daughter.Maybe, she will understand? Oh, really, if people are unlucky, they will come to you as if they have made an appointment for all kinds of disgusting things.I bought a commercial building that couldn't be sold, and the bank demanded the debt every three days, but the people didn't pay the money, and I was so stupid that I went to gamble to find it, and lost everything.He glanced out the window. Just because of one unlucky thing after another, I really should have turned the steering wheel and ended my life. With such a fast speed, this is easy.It might not even be painful but he didn't do it after all and drove the car home. When he saw his home, he felt a little guilty. As soon as the car stopped, he heard the sound of arguing inside. He stood still and listened. One was Guo Yan and the other was his daughter Ning Ning. "Mom! You don't believe me?" This was Ningning's voice. "I don't believe it!" This is Guo Yan. "But I saw it with my own eyes. They're only so close to me—him and that woman!" "Ningning, if you hate your father, you can use another method." "Mom, you are so kind." "It's not a question of being kind or not." "Yeah, that's the question. Look how tired you are, wanting him to be out and about. Yes, I don't like him, but I'm not lying, Mom!" "Then what proof do you have? I can't believe it when you say it. I know him. He's not that kind of guy. He's a good husband and a good father." "He's a hypocrite, and you're going to suffer, Mom!" "Ning Ning, please don't talk about him like that. You don't know. The factory is in chaos and business is not going well. This is enough to worry him. I beg you, don't trouble him anymore." "Mom, I'm not good, I'm disobedient, I don't manage the house, I don't go to college, I know, I'm not good. But no matter how bad I am, I still have a conscience, I can't bear to watch him bully you." "He never bullied me, he's a nice guy." "He's a big gangster!" Ning Ning shouted hysterically. "Crack!" Guo Yan slapped Ning Ning's face with a big mouth. This was the first time in her life that she hit someone, but this was the first time she hit her daughter in the face to protect her husband's honor. After she finished the beating, she was also stunned, hugging Ning Ning like crazy, shaking, crying: "Ning Ning, Ning Ning! You don't understand my mother! I...I can't believe it, I'm afraid to death, I'm afraid that if it's true... No, Ningning! That's impossible, you're wrong, you must be wrong..." "Mom—" Ning Ning also hugged her mother and cried loudly. Wang Qiming pushed open the door at this moment and walked in. He walked into the room numbly, as if ignoring his daughter's presence at home, and went straight to the sofa and sat down. Ning Ning broke away from Guo Yan's embrace, and said coldly: "Mom, I'm leaving." "Wait! Wang Qiming stopped his daughter, "I have something to tell you. " Ning Ning stopped, thought for a while, and said, "OK, letstalk." (Okay, let's talk.) "Ning Ning," Wang Qiming lit a cigarette to hide the trembling of his fingers, "I hope you, I beg you, move back home." "Thats not your business." (That's not your business.) "No, you're wrong, I'm going to take care of that." "You have not rights to take care of this." (You have no rights to take care of this.) He tries to be as amiable as possible, at least not to get angry: "I have the right to manage, boy, you should know that Daddy cares about you..." "What think of you are?" (What do you think of you are?) "I am your father." "Oh, give me afucking break!" (You give me a break, you!) "Ningning! You can't talk to your father like this!" Guo Yan persuaded Ningning. "Ok, now, I understand, Id better go." (Oh, I understand, I better go now!) With that said, Ning Ning turned around and rushed to the gate. Wang Qiming also stood up, trying to stop Ningning.The arm he just stretched out was pushed away very rudely by Ningning. "Ningning, wait a minute!" "no——! no——!" (no-! no-!) "Ning Ning!" "i hate you, i hate you both! i hate this home, i hate this family!" (I hate you, I hate you both! I hate this house, I hate this family!) She cried and cursed and ran out of the yard until she reached the road, where she was still shaking her fists at the house. "i just hate!" (I just hate!) "I just hate!" Ning Ning just left.Neither of them chased them out. They know that chasing is useless. It wasn't until their daughter's swearing finally died down that they began to notice each other's presence. He knew what she was going to say.She also understood what was on his mind. "Get up." "Ok?" "Is what Ning Ning said true?" She asked softly, timidly, so her voice was weak; she was indeed asking, but she was afraid of asking, afraid of his answer. He knelt down, took her hand, and said, "Yan'er, listen to me..." "I just answer, yes, no?" "you listen to me……" "Yes or no?" Guo Yan looked at him, expecting his answer. It should be said that she expected his denial, and she even expected him to deceive her. However, looking at her thin body and haggard face, Wang Qiming couldn't bear to deceive her anymore. He nodded slightly. She didn't believe it: "You mean: yes?" He nods. "My God!" Her voice was not too loud, not too loud, like spoken words, but hoarse and desolate. This desperate cry made Wang Qiming take two steps back, not daring to approach her. She sat for a while, shook her head, as if the dead had come back to life, moved her two legs like wooden sticks, and walked upstairs. He didn't follow up the stairs, and he huddled in the sofa by himself, holding his knees with his hands, crying silently in pain, shaking his head constantly.