He only wanted to do his best to help Fatty. No matter what the outcome was, it was fine as long as he had a clear conscience.
Qu Fu raised her head and said, "You don't trust me?"
He Zhou shook his head and said, "What does this have to do with trust?"
Her pride was a little sensitive.
He Zhou understood.
Qu Fu said, "Alright, I won't say anymore. If my brother really loses money, I'll definitely return it to you in the future."
With that said, she took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to He Zhou.
He Zhou was curious. After taking it, he opened it and saw that it was also an IOU.
He tore the IOU apart under her puzzled gaze. He took out a piece of paper from a book in the office drawer and threw it to Qu Fu. Seeing her frown, he smiled and said, "Your brother called me before. Don't look at me like that. I didn't force him to write it. I'm surprised that he wrote it to me."
Qu Fu looked at it carefully. She was very familiar with the handwriting, not because it was particularly ugly, but because it was outstanding. The lines were free to flow, and the swift straight, diagonal, and curved lines gave people a feeling of strength and power.
Just by looking at her brother's handwriting, one would think that he was an extrovert.
In fact, her brother was a very good person at heart.
She sighed inwardly, folded the IOU, and stuffed it into He Zhou's hand. She smiled and said, "Keep it then. Anyway, I'll definitely give you the money in the future."
He Zhou hesitated for a moment before putting the IOU into his pocket. He smiled and said, "That's not fair to you."
"Fair? When has this society ever been fair? "Qu Fu laughed.
He Zhou's heart skipped a beat. He had never seen this side of her.
In his impression, she had always been optimistic and positive, never complaining about life.
She was free and easy, like the bright sunshine that could shine into everyone's heart.
He said, "If you say it like that, the law is useless."
Qu Fu stuck out her tongue and said, "You've become stupid from reading so much. What is the essence of the law?"
"The embodiment of the will of the ruling class?" He Zhou said uncertainly. Although he had memorized it very well in the past, he had forgotten most of it after so many years.
"What is the ultimate use of the law?" Qu Fu continued to ask.
He Zhou smiled bitterly. "Just tell me what you want to say."
Why would a science student make things difficult for a science student?
Even if he had studied Marxism-Leninism and thought and politics, he had never thought about it!
Qufu said, "If you don't read what's in the textbook, and if you don't remember what you read, you'll be cheated in the future. Let me tell you again. Remember, whether it's the role of regulation, socialization, education, or anything else, its ultimate role is to maintain social order and protect the safety and interests of the masses.
The most important thing was to maintain social order and social stability.
Where was justice? Justice is just an accessory to ensure stability. "
For a moment, He Zhou's brain didn't work. He couldn't come up with a retort. He just smiled and said, "Why don't you study liberal arts? You memorize it so well."
Qu Fu said, "Who would memorize these things for no reason? I just remember them better. Alright, keep the IOU. I'm leaving now."
He Zhou said, "Then I'll keep the receipt to give you some pressure."
Qufu pouted. "Even if I can't make it, I can still make some oil. What's there to be afraid of?"
She turned to leave. He Zhou called out to her, "Are you going to school?"
"Yes." She nodded.
He Zhou said, "I'll drive you."
She waved her hand and said, "Forget it. It's just a few steps. I'll just treat it as exercise."
He Zhou followed behind her and said with a smile, "I'll drive you."
Qufu said, "Just rest. It's still early, and it's not the middle of the night. Bye."
After jogging for a while, she turned at an intersection, and her figure gradually disappeared in the dim lights.
The night was warm.
He Zhou stood at the entrance of the courtyard for a while, but he was still worried. He thought it would be troublesome to go back to the office to cancel the cancellation, so he chased after her.
The two of them walked one after the other.
She didn't notice him, and he didn't disturb her. After she entered the school, he turned around and hailed a taxi to go back to the restaurant.
The restaurant's business was better than he had imagined. After seven o 'clock, the occupancy rate remained at 80%.
The county was very small, and the pace of life was slow. After a busy day, it was not easy for friends and family to gather together. After drinking white wine, they drank beer. There was wine and stories, so it wasn't that easy to leave. Hence, the chances of a turnaround were very low.
He Zhou accompanied them until one o 'clock. There was still one table of customers who hadn't left.
After Old Man Niu made arrangements for the kitchen, he left only one waiter behind. The rest of them left first. He sat in the office with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth. "A restaurant owner has never chased their customers away. Even if they drink until midnight, we still have to accompany them. In the service industry, especially a restaurant, customers come for fun and refreshed. If we tell them that we're also closed, it'll be so disappointing.
It's not easy to build a reputation for opening a restaurant, but it's easy to ruin it.
We're not a five-star hotel, so we don't have that confidence. We have to be honest and steady. "
He was afraid that He Zhou would get impatient.
"Yes, take it slow. There's no hurry." He Zhou looked at Liu Yuanyuan counting. He was still very curious about how much revenue they had made today, excluding the money that they had received in the afternoon.
Fatty leaned against the cashier's desk. Liu Yuanyuan's fingers flew, and she counted the stack of money in her hand three times. She had professional training in counting money.
"4275 yuan." She reported the total.
"4000, 4000." Fatty repeated it a few times. Then, like Xianglin's wife, he repeated it in front of Old Man Niu and He Zhou.
He Zhou smiled, drank the last mouthful of water in his teacup, and left the restaurant.
He kept an eye on the restaurant for three days, and then did not go for a few days. At the end of the month, Fatty called him and said that he wanted to treat him to a meal, so he came.
Liu Yuanyuan happily told him that the restaurant's daily revenue was stable at about six to seven thousand.
He Zhou was finally relieved. His mission was completed.
The next morning, as soon as he woke up, he packed his things, and drove to Pujiang without saying goodbye to his family.
It was already three o 'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at his place.
He was very sleepy, and he was too lazy to check if he was hungry. He lay on the bed and fell asleep. When he woke up, the sun had already set.
He rubbed his eyes. There was a cup of tea on the coffee table. He rubbed his eyes again, and turned around. Bai Yueting came over with a plate of fruit.
"I thought we had a thief." She handed He Zhou an apple. "It's clean. Eat it."
"Thank you. He Zhou smiled. "I'm starving."
He took a big bite.
Bai Yueting asked, "You've been staying at home for a long time, haven't you?"
He Zhou said, "You know, I don't have much to do here. I might as well stay at home for a while."
As for the work that his mother arranged for him, he could take it slow.
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