06
Su Qiong ran home and leaned against the door, breathing heavily.
that person…
Su Qiong shook his head, sighed inexplicably, walked to the window and looked out.
From here you can just see the road just now.
The black car hadn't driven away yet. The owner of the car was standing there, not knowing what he was doing. Su Qiong felt that he seemed to be looking in his direction, so he hurriedly closed the curtains.
The pants were torn, and there was nothing to replace them, so they had to be mended. Su Qiong opened the drawer that was on the verge of falling off the bottom, rummaged through it, and found a small box of sewing needles, but he ran out of thread.
After all, Su Qiong often needed to sew things, and he had to sew these socks on his bare feet several times.
Su Qiong smiled mockingly and planned to go to his neighbor's house to borrow some thread at dawn tomorrow.
When life is so poor, there is really no one left.
With the heat from running, Su Qiong did not dare to waste time, took off his pants and coat, hurriedly got into the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, and fell asleep.
07
The next day, Su Qiong wore ripped trousers and went to the next door to borrow sewing thread.
Aunt Li next door just got divorced last year and has a young son who has just entered elementary school. Her life is also quite difficult, but of course it is much better than Su Qiong.
Su Qiong went home, took off his pants, put on a quilt, and carefully mended the big hole in his pants.
Just halfway through sewing, there was a knock on the door.
Su Qiong thought Aunt Li was in a hurry to get sewing thread, so she quickly picked up the remaining thread, wrapped herself in a quilt, and ran to open the door a crack, revealing only a small face.
"Hello." A deep magnetic voice sounded above Su Qiong's head. Su Qiong was startled and looked up.
The man standing outside the door was actually the man who accidentally hit him with his car yesterday.
"I'm sorry, I know it's too presumptuous to come to the door like this." The man raised his hand to hold the door frame and showed an apologetic smile to Su Qiong, "But can I come in? It only takes a minute."
There was a natural nobility in his every move, and he was from a completely different world from Su Qiong.
In other words, it is simply an antonym.
Su Qiong was stunned, but the man took his silence as acquiescence and stepped into the room.
"Wait a minute..." Su Qiong took two steps back, his face suddenly turned red, "I didn't let you in."
"My name is Lin Fu." The man handed over a business card and said sincerely, "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you can contact me at any time."
Su Qiong took the business card hesitantly and emphasized: "I'm really fine..."
Lin Fu sighed, gestured to the thick envelope in his hand and said, "I'll leave this and leave. Although you don't ask for compensation, I accidentally bumped into you, and I feel very sorry."
"I don't want money." Su Qiong waved his hand wildly.
Because no matter how much money he has in his hands, it is useless. Once the money in Su Qiong's hands exceeds a certain level, it will always leave Su Qiong for various weird reasons. It will be stolen, robbed, blown away by the wind, etc. The place where you deposit your money catches fire, the banking system collapses, your bank card is stolen... In short, you can't keep it.
Seeing that Su Qiong refused to answer, Lin Fu looked around, wanting to put the envelope in his hand wherever he wanted to leave. However, his hand hovered in the air for a moment, and he couldn't find a place to put it.
Because Su Qiong is the real family disciple.
You can't put it on the ground...
Where’s the damn table…
Put it on a chair
Lin Fu struggled for a while, saw the chair in the corner, and walked over.
"Hey, don't sit down." Su Qiong thought he was going to sit down and hurriedly stopped him.
Lin Fu’s eyebrows twitched:…
Su Qiong also realized his rudeness and quickly explained: "This chair only has three legs. If you don't master the balance well, it will fall. Otherwise, you can sit on the bed."
"..." Lin Fu was speechless. He turned his eyes and saw a pair of half-patched pants lying on the bed.
Pants…
Lin Fu slowly turned his head and looked at Su Qiong carefully.
Su Qiong's thin body was completely covered by the quilt, with only a slender calf exposed. The legs were bare and he was obviously not wearing any pants.
Lin Fu:…
Apart from beggars on the street, this was the first time in his life that Lin Fu saw such poor people.
… Did I actually ruin his only pair of pants
Young Master Lin, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had almost no contact with poor people since he was a child, was struck by the exponentially growing guilt in his heart and felt dizzy. He held his forehead and sat down on Su Qiong's bed.
The bed trembled in protest.
Su Qiong said hurriedly: "This bed board is not very strong. Please be gentle. If you collapse, I will have to lay the floor..."
"..." Lin Fu froze on the bed and looked at Su Qiong sadly.
Su Qiong also looked at him with clear eyes.
08
Lin Fu sighed heavily, took out his mobile phone and called his assistant: "Xiao Zhang, buy a pair of pants and deliver them to the place where I parked just now, immediately."
Xiao Zhang: "Okay, Mr. Lin."
Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Lin is a playful person.
"You're not buying it for me." Lin Fu turned to Su Qiong, "What size do you wear?"
Su Qiong shook his head innocently: "I don't know."
Lin Fu: "...how tall are you?"
Su Qiong timidly replied: "One meter seventy-five."
Lin Fu said to the phone: "Did you hear that? Let's buy some. Buy a few more."
Xiao Zhang: "Okay, Mr. Lin."
Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Lin tore his pants.
Lin Fu hung up the phone.
"You bought me pants, just take the money back." Su Qiong pointed to the envelope on the bed.
Lin Fu reluctantly took the envelope back into his hand, thought for a moment, and said softly: "Don't you have a job?"
"I do." Su Qiong lowered his eyes in embarrassment, "It's all temporary. I distribute leaflets, wash dishes, and work as a porter at the construction site."
Lin Fu's eyes lingered on Su Qiong's face for a moment.
The little face is fair, handsome, and clean, like a small petal.
Lin Fu withdrew his gaze and said, "You can consider working in my company. Have you ever attended college?"
"I never thought about it..." Su Qiong waved his hands repeatedly, "If I don't go, your company will go bankrupt if I stay too long."
Lin Fu heard his temples beating: "How is that possible?"
Su Qiong pursed his lips and said firmly: "I'm not going anyway."
"..." On this day, Lin Fu encountered an unprecedented rejection.