Gift Money.

"Well, take it. Situ Hong took out a long flat brown wooden box, the mottled stripes revealed a trace of quaintness, and a lock hung at the opening and closing, locking the contents inside.

“......”

At this time, the person receiving the gift money was replaced by a middle-aged man, with a piercing beard, looking vicious.

He took the box, played with it a few times, and then looked up at Situ Hong with a confused expression.

"Is this a family heirloom? Are you going wrong? We're not here for a treasure appraisal. ”

Situ Hong looked at him with a foolish look, "This is gift money." ”

"Why are you using a lock to lock the gift money? Hundreds of dollars are still afraid that someone will steal it?"

"A few hundred yuan?" Situ Hong raised his eyebrows, "I'm a rich boy in the sea market, will I give a few hundred yuan?" ”

The richest man?

A huge amount of checks?

Where does neuropathy come from?

"Where's the security guard?" called the person receiving the gift money.

"Stop!"

Situ Hong took back the box and stuffed it back into his pocket, "Hey, since you don't know the goods, then I can't help it, this is your loss." ”

"Don't want a huge amount, then I'll give you this one. ”

Situ Hong took out another check for 10,000 yuan.

Five people, two thousand for one person, just right.

The man took the check and looked at it carefully, touched it, looked like a professional, and then said angrily:

"Don't try to lie to me, I'm an accountant!

"Why is it fake?"

Seeing him so determined, Situ Hong was shocked in his heart.

Could it be that someone in his company made fake accounts and accidentally gave him a fake check?

It seems that I have to check it out when I go back after drinking the wine.

How dare you embezzle public funds under his nose?

"People on TV write checks for 100,000, million, 10 million, how can there be 10,000, at first glance it is fake. "The person receiving the gift money gave a professional explanation.

“......”

Situ Hong was stunned.

"Take it! Don't give money, don't want to go in and eat. The man said domineeringly.

With his beard, it is a bit of a fierce man.

"Do you have to see some real money?"

"Yes, that's right!" the man nodded.

"Well, you're busy. ”

With that, his eyes gestured to the others a few times.

Gu Shoucheng and the others understood, and each took out ten bulging red envelopes from their pockets and threw them on the table.

"A thousand sheets, count them slowly. ”

"Oh, there's a couple of coins from the taxi change you just got here, so let's buy bubble gum for you." ”

Man: "......"

Ignoring the man, they walked in.

-

"Brother Yu, it seems that there are no empty tables. ”

Gu Shoucheng looked around left and right several times, and as far as his eyes could see, it was overcrowded, and almost every table was full of people.

Occasionally there is one or two tables and a few empty seats.

"There. ”

Situ Hong pointed to a table near the right, where only two people were sitting.

A slightly chubby man with a mole on his face and a woman in overalls.

The man smiled lewdly, put his hand under the table, and kept fumbling.

The woman's face was ruddy, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't dare to resist, so she could only prop up the table with her hands, resisting the humiliation in her heart.

It was Ho Ki Yang and his secretary.

"In broad daylight, do evil! Keep it, go up!" Situ Hong spoke out for justice.

Gu Shoucheng showed a puzzled look: "It's night, where does it come from during the day." ”

“......”

"I'll drive them away!" Liu Zhixin stepped forward with his legs, he was the most unaccustomed to this kind of thing.

"Please go sit somewhere else, we need to make this table. ”

A voice sounded overhead, shadows drifted in, and the lights were blocked out for a few minutes.

He Jiyang hurriedly withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

The secretary pinned his hair, pulled his legs, twisted them to the side, lowered his eyes, and the roots of his ears were red.

"Why?"

He Jiyang looked up at Liu Zhixin, and saw the five people walking behind him, and his eyes stayed on Situ Hong.

A sense of familiarity came over us.

How does it feel as if you've seen him somewhere?