The boy's voice is nice, clear and clean, like the sound of nature.
He probably didn't expect someone to stand up for him, and he seemed a little embarrassed.
Chuzheng pulled back his sleeves and gave him a warning look, the boy's eyes flashed slightly, and he retracted his hand embarrassedly.
Chuzheng continued to ask the people on the ground, "Do you want money?"
"You must lose money!" The old man expressed somewhat euphemistically.
"Yes, this must be compensated."
"It makes sense to hit someone."
The crowd of onlookers joined in.
Chuzheng squatted down and spread the plastic bag in front of him: "There are fifty thousand here."
The old man's eyes lit up instantly, showing greed, and the few people who helped the old man just now also looked at each other a few times.
"You want to help him pay?" Someone asked, "Is he your friend?"
"I don't know him." Chu Zheng paused and said something that made everyone want to beat her: "But I have money."
"… "
"Now, get up, hit that car, and the money will be yours." Chuzheng pointed at the car she was parked next to.
The old man didn't quite understand what Chuzheng meant: "What?"
"Didn't you just want to touch my car just now." Chu Zheng said, "I'll give you a chance."
elder:"… "
Everyone: "..." Are the rich people so boring now? Let others touch their car!
"What are you talking about, little girl!" The old man quickly scolded: "Who wants to touch your car!"
He really did look at Chuzheng's car before.
They do this business, and their ability to recognize cars is much better than ordinary people.
People who drive a good car generally don't care too much, and a few thousand yuan is a small thing for them.
Chuzheng asked calmly, "Do you want money?"
The old man's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He looked at the 'passers-by', and they didn't know what information they exchanged with their eyes.
The old man was moved: "Give all these to me?"
Chuzheng: "I'll keep my word."
50,000 yuan is a lot of money.
Usually a few thousand yuan is a big order...
As for the face? How can people like them ask for face, and can they get money by asking for face
Anyway, they ran away when they got the money, and no one could catch them.
Thinking of this, the old man made a decision in his heart.
Some of the onlookers were in a group, but there were also pure passers-by, whose expressions changed when they heard the old man's words.
"What if you lied to me?"
Chuzheng took out a bunch of it from the plastic bag and put it directly in his hand with the prodigal aura of 'what I have is money'.
With the money in hand, the old man felt a lot more at ease in his heart.
Not caring about anything else, he just got up from the ground, where there was still the slightest bit of howl from being hit.
The old man who touched the porcelain was very good at it, so he rammed directly into the Chuzheng car.
Chuzheng didn't break his promise and gave the rest of the money to the old man.
Everyone was stunned.
Really... really give!
Is this filming
Or a reality show
Isn't there that kind of reality show dedicated to filming the reactions of passersby
However, everyone searched for a long time, but did not see any cameras.
"Fuck me! Beauty, I'll touch porcelain, will you give me money too!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
The rest of the passers-by also reacted and started talking.
"Is this old man a professional porcelain toucher?"
"Beauty, why do you do this? He's a liar, and you gave him so much money. You might as well donate it if you have it."
The old man took the money and ran away immediately when everyone was not paying attention.
Together with the few 'passers-by' who had just shouted, they quickly disappeared from the crowd.
Chuzheng returned to the car.
"How did I lose my family, bastard?"
【… 】
The King does not want to speak.
Who taught her that on horseback
Who do you have to thank you for? Did you touch porcelain? !
The King suddenly has a bad feeling...
-
The protagonists have all left, and the onlookers have also scattered apart from lamenting that the current prodigal son can do everything.
Chuzheng's eyes fell on the boy.
Standing beside the fallen bicycle, he was looking at her side, but he didn't dare to go forward. He seemed a little uneasy and hesitant.
Only then did Chuzheng see a piano case lying on the ground, which had been smashed and contained a guitar.
[Hidden mission: Please get a Sheng Yan good person card to prevent Sheng Yan from blackening. 】
Chuzheng: "??"
who
The kid outside
【Yes. 】The king said: 【Miss, he is the same age as you. 】
Chuzheng: "… "
How big is it! !
【Some people are small. 】
Chuzheng: "… "
Are you saying I'm not too small
[… ] The King decided to shut up, so as not to provoke the young lady who was in a state of explosive barrels at any time.
Chuzheng tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips: "I think this name doesn't match him at all."
The young man outside looked like a kind of pitiful little boy who was bullied. He didn't feel that the name Sheng Yan had anything to do with him.
The boy finally summoned the courage to come over and knock on the car window.
Chuzheng dropped the car window, and there were several bruises on Sheng Yan's face, but all of them had begun to improve, and it had been obvious that he had been injured for some time.
"Thank you." The young man's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see the meaning of the mission blackening, and he thanked him softly.
"He originally came for me." Chu Zheng said indifferently: "If you hadn't rushed up suddenly, it would have been me who touched the porcelain."
The teenager gave a soft 'ah', and then exhaled: "Thank you anyway."
He stepped back and bowed ninety degrees.
Chuzheng watched the boy's movements until he stood up straight and asked slowly, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."
The boy was obviously startled, shook his head and said, "No, no, I..."
"Aren't you in a hurry? Get in the car."
"what… "
-
The teenager is really in a hurry, and he will not ride so fast if he is not in a hurry.
but…
He guessed it was too late.
However, Chuzheng didn't listen to his explanation, and asked him to put the bicycle in the back. The teenager got into the car with the guitar and sat cramped in the co-pilot.
"My name is Sheng Yan..." The boy said tentatively, "Thank you, you are such a nice person."
Chuzheng: "… "
Look! I got a good guy card when I first met!
[Naturally, there are eggs. 】
Chuzheng was doused with cold water by the King, and the bubbles in his heart disappeared instantly.
"You... can I know your name?" the boy asked again.
"Chuzheng." Chuzheng's tone was slightly cold: "Meng Chuzheng."
"It's a nice name."
"… "
The place where Sheng Yan was going was a company. Chuzheng parked the car outside the company. The boy unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Well, can I leave your number?"
Chu Zheng glanced at him.
Sheng Yan's face turned red, and he stammered to explain: "I just want to invite you to dinner, thank you, nothing else."
Chuzheng pulled out the original owner's business card and put it in his hand: "It doesn't matter if you have other intentions."
The teenager gave her a stunned look, then almost stumbled out of the car and took down the bicycle behind.