Under the dim street lamp, Xia Zhiyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist, it was 8 o'clock in the evening. In his heart, he believed in the truth of his third sister's words.

The night shift from 10 o'clock to 8 o'clock the next day is the most tiring.

How long has it been since her beauty-loving third sister was promoted to the position of deputy director of surgery?

Seeing Xia Lianqiao, who was riding away, waving to him, Xia Zhiyuan subconsciously waved goodbye to her and turned his head to look in the direction of her house.

His brother-in-law wasn't a thing.

In the past, his third sister often went to pick up people at work during the day, but now that she goes out at night, he, Jiang Xinhua, is at home with peace of mind?

Xia Zhiyuan glanced coldly in that direction and frowned. Then he put one hand in his pocket and headed for the bus stop sign on the side of the road.

The old man also said that the Jiang family was reliable.

Is this reliable?

Be!

The Jiang family didn't tear their faces with his Xia family, but they didn't necessarily care. Otherwise, how could Old Man Jiang not be afraid that his two grandsons would be stained by a foreign family.

Squeezed on the bus full of sweat, Xia Zhiyuan was even more upset.

He moved to the side, trying to get away from the man beside him as soon as possible. But this bus doesn't know if it collided with him, a brake.

Xia Zhiyuan, who was stumbling, was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed the loosened handrail with one hand.

He glanced vaguely at the few people beside him, and then at the briefcase he was carrying in his other hand, where could he care about walking to the back of the car first.

Along the way, the bus staggered and finally arrived at a stop in the west of the city. Xia Zhiyuan, who got out of the car, breathed a sigh of relief and frowned at the same time.

In this desolate land, he is here again.

For what his third sister Xia Lianqiao said, she will find someone to inquire about the news as soon as possible, Xia Zhiyuan knows better than anyone else - empty words, ghosts take care of you!

Smash!

He also has to use money to smash a way.

If he really can't do it, when his family is transferred or sent down, he will have to prepare some living things.

His third sister?

Scold~

A woman is a woman, no matter how she can use means, she still has long hair and short knowledge.

Now when is his Xia family, and he still wants to get that girl back. If she is still alive, let her stay quiet.

Why do you want to find it back? If someone finds out Guan Yulian's life experience, wouldn't he be asking for trouble! He Xia Zhiyuan has no shortage of caring daughters.

With this heart, it is better for her to be a sister-in-law and take good care of his family's Xiaohua.

Recently, a pair of children were so frightened that they didn't even dare to go to the nursery for fear of being dragged and asked when their grandparents would be able to come home.

Those villains, as long as his Xia family doesn't fall, one day he, Xia Zhiyuan, will give them some color to see-he let them fall into the ground!

Xia Zhiyuan looked around while silently thinking about his thoughts.

Not far in front of the foul-smelling public toilet in the alley, a half-sized boy squatted and held his abdomen while holding a puff fan and waving mosquitoes.

"Second bald, have a stomach trouble again?"

"No, I want to pull as soon as I leave. ”

"Go find your Grandma Fang. ”

"I've already drunk earthwork. ”

Xia Zhiyuan and the others walked away, strolled in front of the half-sized man, and made a gesture.

Seeing this, the second bald man muttered, "Two hundred meters to the west, three alleys on the right hand." ”

Getting the hint, Xia Zhiyuan kept heading straight to the west for a moment. I don't know if this ghost place is particularly poisonous by mosquitoes, and after a while, he was bitten in a bag.

As he walked, he came to the front of an alley, which was not yet his destination, but fortunately, there was someone in the alley who began to lead the way.

Turning around, Xia Zhiyuan followed the other party through a bungalow, walked for half an hour, and came to a small courtyard that was biased towards a dirt road on the outskirts of the city.

If it weren't for the fact that on the way to the alley, he met three people who obviously had the same purpose as him, Xia Zhiyuan might have retreated and returned.

As soon as I saw the door, the old rules.

The old man who opened the door handed the three visitors masks.

Xia Zhiyuan put it on without surprise and took the lead in entering it. I've always heard that not only are there great rules here, but also that they often change locations.

Also, there are three caves of cunning rabbits, not to mention these people who walk the knife.

In addition to the inverted room with lights on in the courtyard, there was also an old man with an iron ball in his left hand sitting in the courtyard.

“...... It doesn't look like a Lian family. ”

"Do you look old?"

"Yes. ”

"Huh?"

"Whatever he picks, the price doesn't change. ”

When the young man heard this, he immediately nodded and left.

Seeing this, Xia Zhiyuan glanced thoughtfully at the young man who was staggered with him, and turned his footsteps towards the inverted seat room and came to the front of the old man.

The old man stopped the iron ball in his hand and looked at him.

Xia Zhiyuan, who was behind the mask, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and opened the briefcase. He took out two small clay figurines and placed them on the stone table on one side.

Seeing this, the old man waved his hand and retreated to the old man who was close to open the door, and glanced at Xia Zhiyuan.

Xia Zhiyuan didn't pause for a moment, held one of the clay figurines with both hands, and handed it to the old man. He then broke off the remaining clay figurines.

The old man took the part he had pushed to his side, took a piece of it, and saw that the mud in the fault was caught in the oil drill, and he put it down.

If this thing had been left for twenty years ago, it would have been worth two cents...... Just a few years ago, there was a famine, and there was no change in white flour.

The old man continued to look down as he crouched down and took off his shoes.

Seeing that the person in front of him pulled out some gold jewelry from a pair of shoes and from his abdomen, the old man was a little impatient and glanced at the old man on one side.

These are in good condition, and they are set with some gems, but they are not really qualified to talk to him.

"Come with me, comrade. ”

Xia Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't force it. He whispered, "I want to exchange it for a national ticket, a ticket with no time limit." ”

The old man who was guarding the door looked at the old man who was sitting as steady as Mount Tai. It's not that he didn't agree, but that an old man and a young man came just a few minutes ago.

As soon as people opened their mouths, they mentioned how many national votes, and he didn't say anything about Bao Yuan, but also said that he hoped Bao Yuan would have inventory. As for the outcome of the discussion?

At this moment, the other party, one old and one young, are still in the warehouse, and he is really not sure about the specific situation now. After all, they are big customers, and they carry a big bag of brand-new unity as soon as they come.

This?

The seated old man's right hand began to roll the iron ball again, and his eyes fell on the jewelry on the table. He remembered the other party's so-called the more refined the better.

He bowed slightly.

Buy, sell, buy, sell.

What he does is buy one hand and sell the other.

"Take a cut. ”

The implication is that when the old and the small transaction is completed, let the two parties trade, and they have the right to provide a place to charge some fees.

In this way, no one suffers.

He didn't break the rules, and he became a man who didn't keep his word. Otherwise, once it spreads, there are customers who come to the door but return empty-handed, isn't it a joke!