Song Qian suddenly had a black line, and hurriedly continued to bury his head in eating ramen.

Sure enough, where do you not meet in life, this Bao Xiaosong, whoever is caught has to be sprayed, he spread rumors about himself back then, and maybe he also spread rumors about many other people, and now even Ge Tian and Zhao Jun are not spared, so don't provoke yourself.

If you don't feel good about looking at the garbage, you don't necessarily have to beat the garbage to a pulp and get dirty, and it is a good countermeasure to avoid it from afar.

"I'm so cold again!" Bao Xiaosong still didn't lead to the topic after singing that song, and couldn't help but post a message depressed.

You know, he chose this song on purpose. Back then, he once kissed Li Zhenzhen in the classroom domineeringly, and many people saw that Li Zhenzhen also cried that it was her first kiss. This experience, put on Banhua, how awesome he is!

However, it seems that everyone really doesn't care much about this matter back then, after all, in high school, how many people really knew about love? Even, most of them just follow the trend, if you chase the school flower, then I will also chase it, the convergence of aesthetic vision is very serious. It's okay to use it to recall and ridicule, but if it really goes deeper, at least it's not appropriate to talk openly in the group. Everyone has some social experience, and they can distinguish the severity, and no one accompanies Bao Xiaosong to be stupid.

Seeing that no one responded to him when he was in love, Bao Xiaosong stared at the red envelope again: "There are two more bags, who is the king of luck and who will send a hundred red envelopes, this can only be used for ten people, it is interesting to grab it." "After sending it, I also gave Ge Tian and that nickname a mess, that is, Song Qian.

"Di!" Song Qian's message sounded, clicked on it, and found that it was Bao Xiaosong who had made himself.

Song Qian looked back at Bao Xiaosong, this guy was still sitting on the table, holding his mobile phone and clicking around.

Whoever is lucky will continue to give out red envelopes, so if you don't grab it, you will get it? Song Qian really doesn't look down on those few yuan red envelopes now, why do you want to join in this fun? Even this class reunion he hasn't decided whether to go or not. Especially when he met Li Zhenzhen today, when such a thing happened, he felt that he was a little unsuitable to participate in this class reunion.

Ignoring it, Song Qian continued to eat his ramen.

And Bao Xiaosong was still ignored, and the group was completely cold.

"Boss, pay the bill!" Bao Xiaosong shouted loudly.

"Five dollars for a small bowl of ramen. The proprietress put her hand on her apron and wiped it and walked over.

Bao Xiaosong took out a hundred from his bag and handed it over.

"Do you have any change?" the proprietress seemed a little embarrassed, and did not pick up the hundred.

"What, can't you find it?"

"No, it's best to give me change if you have it. ”

"Oh, I'll look for it. ”

Bao Xiaosong began to rummage in his bag as he spoke.

A one-dollar coin, another one-dollar coin, a one-dollar bill, a five-cent coin, two one-dollar coins.

Looking at the man in front of him taking out the change, the lady of the ramen shop really regretted that she had just said that she wanted change, so it was better to make change.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the man couldn't take out any more change, the proprietress breathed a sigh of relief and said in her usual deep voice: "Then I'll find it for you." ”

As soon as the words came out, I saw Bao Xiaosong as if he had won the lottery, excitedly pulled out a one-yuan coin from the corner of the bag, and shouted: "Haha, there is one more piece, enough!"

The corners of the proprietress twitched, and she could only say patiently: "Here are four pieces of seven." ”

Hearing this, Bao Xiaosong was unhappy: "It's just so much change, you want change, forget about less three cents, how can you be so careless about doing business." ”

“……”

The proprietress was speechless, but she really didn't want to attack for the three cents. Of course, she still had the option to take the 100 yuan for change, but she suddenly thought that this man was so troublesome, maybe he would pick up the change money later, so it would be better to pay less than three cents.

Seeing the proprietress silently picking up the change on the table one by one, Bao Xiaosong didn't mention how happy she was. This bowl of noodles saved three cents. More money and less money is secondary, the key is that this method is applicable in a small way, and the project money can also be set in the future, maybe a province is hundreds of thousands.

Standing up proudly, Bao Xiaosong took out a few more tissues, is the air conditioner in this ramen shop furnished?

With a bulging belly that was already in middle age, Bao Xiaosong walked towards the door.

Song Qian turned his body to the side, thinking that he could avoid touching it.

"Lights, lights, etc., dripping lamps and so on, etc., ......"

Suddenly, Song Qian's mobile phone rang happily, the classic Apple call ringtone, the sound was crisp and penetrating.

Song Qian originally only wanted to avoid Bao Xiaosong, but the sudden call made him scramble, and he hurriedly pressed the call button, and the ringtone stopped ringing.

But apparently, it was too late.

"Song Qian?!"

Bao Xiaosong followed the sound and first saw an Apple 7plus with local tyrant gold, and then noticed the owner of the mobile phone.

"Ah, Bao Xiaosong, ......" Song Qian also said hello, and then signaled that he wanted to answer the phone.

It is also true that the call came from Manager Ma of the East Paris Western Restaurant. Song Qian needs to know the situation of East Paris at this time, not only because he has now borne all the membership recharge card debts of East Paris, but more importantly, Liu Hedong has come out, under normal circumstances, he should go to East Paris.

"Hey, Manager Ma, what's the matter?"

"Where are you!" the question on the other end of the phone was a little urgent and loud.

Song Qian was about to answer, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Bao Xiaosong not only did not leave, but also pulled a stool out in front of him and sat down.

What does he want to do?

However, at this time, Song Qian couldn't hang up Manager Ma's phone directly, so he could only reply into the microphone: "I'm here at the train station, there is something wrong." ”

Manager Ma was upset when he heard that Song Qian was actually at the train station on the other end of the phone, which was more than half an hour's drive from the restaurant. The boss is back, and a new employee of his ya, do you want the boss to wait?

From Manager Ma's point of view, because the dragons were leaderless yesterday, Song Qian was a little smart, and he was happy to enjoy the results. But unexpectedly, the boss suddenly returned, and he had to re-establish his majesty as a restaurant manager.

"It's work time, you just came here yesterday, don't you want to do it today?" Manager Ma shouted into the phone.

“……”

Song Qian was speechless for an instant. He wasn't going to do it there in the first place.

Unable to allow Song Qian to say anything more, Manager Ma shouted loudly: "Within half an hour, if you can't stand in front of me, you will never have to use it!"

"That...... Half an hour from the train station to the restaurant is not enough......"

"That's your business, start the clock now!"

"Hey ......"

Song Qian wanted to say something, but there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

This manager Ma is afraid that he wants to ask for credit in front of Liu Hedong and wants to go crazy! Yesterday I thought he was very good, but today he has completely changed as a person.

No matter, let's finish the noodles first. There has never been a statement that the manager fired the boss because he was late!

Song Qian sneered, shook his head, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat noodles.