Sure enough, the wallet was full of silver cards—the 1,000-dollar East Paris Western Restaurant membership card looked like this.

Qiankun bag, really good.

Scattering money does not necessarily mean giving money directly, and equivalent items are not bad, but they are more acceptable.

"Thank you for your cooperation, this is a membership card given to you. Song Qian handed a membership card to the man with glasses closest to him, and he was the one who had been supporting him just now.

"No, no, no, I don't, no!" the man in glasses shook his head repeatedly.

"This is provided by the sponsor, please be sure to accept it. ”

"Then ...... Thank you. The man with glasses took the card embarrassedly, but he smiled in his heart. I was going to go to a mid-range coffee shop on a date in the evening, but I could go directly to a high-end western restaurant.

["Those who see have a share" task completion progress: 1/100 (person), 600/100000 (yuan)]

Isn't it 1,000 yuan? Why does the God of Wealth only approve 600? This is to pit himself 400?

Song Qian was stunned, and then quickly figured out that the membership card worth 1,000 yuan actually only needs to be recharged for 600 yuan, which can only be regarded as 600 yuan.

If you knew it, you would have given 15,000 per person.

"Thank you for your cooperation, this is a membership card for you. Song Qian handed the two cards to the young couple separately.

"Both of us?" the girl took the card, her face delighted.

"yes, one for each person. ”

"In the evening, we will go to the East Paris Western Restaurant for dinner, I want to eat the sizzling shrimp there!" The girl hurriedly coquettished her boyfriend.

"Of course!

["Those who see have a share" task completion progress: 3/100 (person), 1800/100000 (yuan)]

"Thank you for your cooperation, uncle, this is a membership card given to you. Song Qian handed a card to the old man who had always been very enthusiastic.

"I don't need it, I really don't need to, I don't even know what restaurant it is, give this card to someone else. The old man waved his hand.

"If you don't use it, you can also give it to your family, this card is anonymous. ”

For Song Qian, sending one out will complete one more person's task, and as for whether the old man will use it after taking the card, it's really none of his business.

"It's still not wasted, really don't give it to me. The uncle was very persistent, and even a little angry.

The words have already been said for this part, and Song Qian can't be reluctant anymore, otherwise it would have been a gift, and it would have been compulsory.

"Thank you for your cooperation, this is a membership card given to you. Song Qian handed the card to the tattooed man. Although he looks like a mixed society, since he says that everyone has a share, he can't be left behind.

"I don't need to, I actually ......"

"Xiao Xu, go and help Mr. Song issue a card together!"

Just when the tattooed man almost wanted to say what his identity was, Zhang Manlu interrupted him almost by pulling his throat, and then urged the intern Xiao Xu to help Song Qian issue a card together.

"Mr. Song, I'll help you send it together. Xiao Xu also hurriedly ran forward.

This time, the tattooed man quickly stopped talking and stopped talking, took the card given to him by Song Qian, and thanked him embarrassedly.

For Zhang Manlu, although the secret shooting in the morning failed, she is not ready to give up, so this important actor cannot be exposed.

So, intern Xiao Xu helped Song Qian and quickly sent the membership card to everyone. Of course, except for the man in the flower T-shirt who was still bleeding from his nose, the middle-aged woman who had begun to cry with regret and bitterness for a long time, and the man with a beard who was still trying to get rid of the relationship with this matter, and the old man who insisted on not having a card, the other passengers all had one.

["Those who see have a share" task completion progress: 32/100 (person), 19200/100000 (yuan)]

……

"Mr. Song, thank you so much just now. ”

At the entrance of the police station, the rest of the people were picked up on another bus, Song Qian, Zhang Manlu, intern Xiao Xu, and the tattooed man did not get on the bus again.

Zhang Manlu stopped Song Qian, who was about to leave with his hands in his pockets, and thanked him.

"Thank me, why can't I send out so many cards without you. Song Qian told the truth, he did take this opportunity to complete one-third of the task. I'm going to have dinner here, and I'm going to the class reunion in the afternoon.

"Mr. Song......" Zhang Manlu chased after him, but the questions and words of thanks that were originally on his lips could only be swallowed back, and he handed over a brand-new umbrella.

"It's fine, just a few drops of rain. Song Qian refused. How funny is a big man, holding an umbrella in such a little rain?

"That's the little gift we have for our passengers. Zhang Manlu twitched the corner of her mouth.

"It's quite small......" Song Qian took the umbrella and twitched the corners of his mouth. Stretch out the umbrella, and the words "Gift from Lingcheng TV Station" are printed on the umbrella surface.

The gift from the TV station is pretty awesome......

Looking at Song Qian who disappeared into the rain with an umbrella, Zhang Manlu's expression was a little complicated, if she could, she really wanted to go undercover to this person to see what he was and why he came.

"Sister Manlu, are we still filming?" said intern Xiao Xu weakly, interrupting Zhang Manlu's reverie.

"Shoot, why don't you shoot, continue in the afternoon!" Zhang Manlu immediately came back to her senses and regained her fighting spirit.

……

……

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the classroom of the first (11th) class of high school, everyone should not be late. ”

At 2:30, in the WeChat group of Song Qian's high school class, Ge Tian sent a message, Aite everyone.

"I'm already on my way to Lingcheng Middle School. ”

"It's coming through thick and thin. ”

"Anyone who lives in the Fanhua community, take me with you, the car is blocked and can't drive. ”

"The intersection of Renmin Road and Shuguang Road is blocked, and I guess I'm going to be late. ”

"Are you leaving? I'm at the door of the supermarket next to your house, take me for a ride@Bao Xiaosong"

"I went straight from the construction site, not at home. Bao Xiaosong replied.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to ride in a luxury car. ”

……

Song Qian is waiting for the bus at the bus stop at this time, from here to Lingcheng Middle School, if the weather is good, it is usually twenty minutes away, but the rain is a bit heavy at this time, but it should be able to arrive on time.

After talking about the class reunion for so long, it was just in time for the typhoon......

"Di!" Song Qian's mobile phone message rang.

Zhenzhen Lee?

"Can you take me for a while? I don't have a car. ”

For this information, Song Qian felt a little inexplicable, the two had no communication before, and suddenly let himself bring it, how strange. Second, he didn't have a car, so naturally he couldn't take Li Zhenzhen.

"It's not very convenient, otherwise you can ask in the group, and there may be a way. Song Qian replied and brought Li Zhenzhen back to death.

"Babble~~~~" Li Zhenzhen rubbed her hair in a depressed manner, threw several pillows on the bed to the ground, and kicked a few times, which lowered the fire slightly.

Anyway, why don't you ask yourself where you are?

Li Zhenzhen didn't believe it, as soon as she made a move, Song Qian, who bought hundreds of thousands of bracelets for his girlfriend and sent hundreds of red envelopes in the group at every turn, would not even have a car.

Song Qian, who is so good, what kind of car will he drive?

Bus!

Song Qian was stretching his neck and waiting for the bus to come, didn't he still have a task to complete, even if the platform was full of people waiting for the bus at this moment, it was expected that the bus would be crowded, but he still had to take the bus.