On the side of the road, Mark's black Santana sedan drove slowly, but it was Mark's girlfriend Anna who drove it.

Anna picks up Mark in the car first, Mark has drunk too much, and she is not worried about letting him drive on the road.

Mark got into the car, waved at Jin Jiu, and said, "Let's stop by the way, I'll send you!"

Jin Jiu said hello to Song Zhichao and Uncle Kun, and also went to Santana.

At this time, the big brother's phone held by Mark in the car rang "beep".

Mark connected to Big Brother and snorted, his face turning odd.

After a while, he actually handed the big brother's phone out of the car window, and said to Song Zhichao: "Ah Chao, please answer the phone." ”

Song Zhichao was slightly stunned, and quickly guessed something, and reached out to take the big brother handed out by Mark in his hand, it was very heavy, no wonder it was called the ancestor of the "brick machine", and after a little weighing, it was at least about a catty.

put the eldest brother next to his ear, and before Song Zhichao could speak, the familiar voice of Master Su came from there: "Is it Song Zhichao?

"Lao Su, it's only been a few hours since you haven't seen you, and you're lively again. Song Zhichao said with a smile.

Master Su snorted coldly over there, as if recalling the embarrassment of being hit by the egg sandwich this morning.

Just now, I conveyed my blessings to Mark on behalf of the eldest lady, hoping that he can run the Caesar Cabaret well, and don't be robbed of the limelight by Zha Yongxiao's Broadway. As for you......"

Master Su deliberately paused for a moment, and then he grinned and said, "Miss Fu has something for me to tell you...... How can the light of the candle compete with the sun and the moon? You rotten boy on the mainland, even if you have the ability, you are just a penniless worker!"

Song Zhichao took Big Brother and didn't speak, not even much mood swing.

This made the master Su on the other side of the phone very dissatisfied, and he thought that Song Zhichao should have a little reaction when he heard this.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

"Yes, listen. Song Zhichao said casually.

"Do you really hear me?"

"Oh, you say I'm a wage earner. That's right, I'm just a working boy, that's wrong. ”

Master Su was so angry that he was directly over there, "Our eldest lady will stay in Panyu for three months...... Song Zhichao, what skills do you have, just use it, see if you are a dragon or a snake!"

"Is there any mistake, I'm a dragon or a snake, and I care about her birds!" Song Zhichao hung up the phone directly.

On the other end of the phone, "Song Zhichao, hey, Song Zhichao! You speak! You hit the street! You decrepit boy! You dare to hang up the phone, I'll push your lungs!"

Mark, Jin Jiu and Uncle Kun all had glowing eyes, and looked at Song Zhichao with admiration--- if they heard it right just now, Song Zhichao scolded Fu Qingqing on the phone just now, saying "Mind her bird."

Damn, there's a kind!

……

Mark and Kim leave in a Santana.

Only Song Zhichao and Wu Bingkun were left at the door of the hotel.

Uncle Kun also drank a little too much, so Song Zhichao supported him first, waited for the face to come, and sent him home in the car later.

Uncle Kun's tongue was a little big, stared at Song Zhichao and said, "Ah Chao, you are a smart person, when I was so old as you, I was still confused and didn't understand anything." It's good to be young, dare to fight, and I'm not afraid of losing! I can't do it, I'm old, and I can't fight anymore. I don't know what I remembered, Uncle Kun's eyes were a little red.

Song Zhichao said, "Uncle Kun, do you have a business card, give me a copy of your business card." ”

Wu Bingkun took out a business card of his own from his arms.

Business cards in this era are very expensive, and only those who have status and status can have business cards.

Wu Bingkun didn't understand what Song Zhichao wanted a business card for, and said: "There is my phone number on it, if you need my help if you have anything, just call, although I have no ability and am a little sleek, I appreciate you very much--- Achao, remember to find me in the future!"

Obviously, Uncle Kun regards Song Zhichao as a friend.

Song Zhichao didn't answer, after taking the business card, he took out a pen from his pocket, and then wrote his name on the business card, "Song Zhichao".

After Song Zhichao finished writing, he returned the business card to Wu Bingkun and said: "Uncle Kun, it's good if you believe me, it's good if you don't believe me, I don't like to owe favors, you can take this business card, and when the song and dance hall encounters any difficulties, you can use it to find me, I can't give up!"

After speaking, Song Zhichao saw that Wu Bingkun was still in a daze, so he gently stuffed the business card into the pocket of Wu Bingkun's suit jacket, patted it, and said, "Uncle Kun, take care!"

A car came over, Song Zhichao helped Wu Bingkun into the car, told the location, and the car left.

In the car, Wu Bingkun came back to his senses and turned his head to look, but saw Song Zhichao waving at him from behind, and the afternoon sun shone on his body, looking particularly heroic.

Wu Bingkun shook his head, touched the business card equivalent to "commitment" in his pocket, and muttered: "It's good to be young." ”

For Wu Bingkun, he doesn't believe that Song Zhichao can really solve the crisis of the dance hall in the future. If even Mark is at a loss, what can Song Zhichao, as a migrant worker from other places, do.

But Wu Bingkun still put this business card away, at least, it's a memory, isn't it?

……

After Song Zhichao sent Wu Bingkun away, he smoked a cigarette on the side of the road.

For him, his task has been completed, and he has earned 10,000 yuan in three days. The most important thing is that from now on, no Mark, any Fu Qingqing, will appear in front of him again.

If possible, for now he just wants to be quiet for a few days and then plan his next steps.

"Well, I'm so tired!" Song Zhichao bit his cigarette and stretched out his arm lazily.

At this time, a car slowly drove in front of him.

No way, although there are many people in the first few years, there are more people eating in the big hotel, and it is very good to be able to stop the car at the entrance of the hotel.

When he got into the car, the driver asked him where he was going.

Song Zhichao snuffed out his cigarette, threw it through the car window, and said, "Go to the staff dormitory of the developed toy factory!"

The "noodle" of this era is known to run fast, and before Song Zhichao squinted in the car for a while, he had already reached the street outside the dormitory. The driver said that the streets in this place are too narrow for cars to enter.

Song Zhichao paid nine cents for the car, and then got out of the car with a briefcase.

I got out of the car and looked up at the sun overhead, the summer heat hit my face directly.

Song Zhichao found a small shop selling cold drinks next to him, bought a frozen watermelon, carried it in a plastic bag, and walked towards the dormitory.

Along the way, people who knew him pointed at him, and their eyes were complicated. Some of them saw him and avoided him like a plague, and turned their heads away when they saw him.

This attitude of the workers made Song Zhichao find a feeling of "clean street tiger".

In fact, Song Zhichao doesn't need to think about it to understand why. I offended Zhao Jinbao's guy, but that guy was the production manager of the toy factory, and no one dared to get so close to him.

As for others pointing at themselves and saying something, Song Zhichao didn't hear it clearly and didn't bother to pay attention to it.

In this way, Song Zhichao didn't care about holding a watermelon in one hand and a briefcase in the other, and swaggered towards the place where he lived.

Before he could reach the door of the dormitory, he heard a noise of "ping pong", and the pots and pans in his room, as well as the pillows and quilts, were all thrown out of it, and at the same time, a noisy voice came out: "Why hasn't Song Zhichao come back from the street?"