Following that hand, his gaze was pressed very low, and Song Qian found that the person who was "grabbing bread" with him was a ragged dwarf beggar.

At the same time, Song Qian also found that there was only one and only one left on the shelves of two pieces of bread.

"Boss, this bread is not delicious, no filling, and stiff, and it is delicious on top. Naturally, the dwarf beggar also noticed that someone was grabbing the last loaf of bread from him, and while holding on tightly and not letting go, he explained in detail.

Although the taste of this bread is not very good, but the advantage is that the portion is sufficient, the price is cheap, and it is known as "beggar's bread" in the beggar gang, how can it be handed over to a person who is not in my gang?

Song Qian was a little embarrassed, the money in his pocket was not as good as a beggar, and he had to grab bread with a beggar at this time, today he was competing with a beggar? !

But even so, seeing that there was only one bread left on the shelf, Song Qian decided to fight this beggar to the end, and his grip on the bread increased a little more, almost with all his strength.

Although Song Qian had been hungry for a day, his hand strength was still much greater than that of a dwarf beggar who was only a little more than a meter tall. Besides, this beggar couldn't have imagined that a normal person would compete with himself for a two-piece eight-piece loaf of bread. So he was not careful, and the bread was snatched away by Song Qian.

"Thank you for agreeing!" Song Qian quickly paid the bill, and did not forget to thank the beggar with a confused face.

After a long time, the dwarf beggar came to his senses, took a five-yuan loaf of bread instead, and paid angrily and left: "You dare to grab bread from my native grandson, boy, be careful not to fall into my hands, you look good!"

……

Out of the convenience store, Song Qian carried the big bread he had snatched from the dwarf beggar, and looked around on the road trying to find a place to stay.

KFC? He can't even afford a cone, and if he goes in and nibbles on bread, he's going to be kicked out.

The security guard is not blind and will not let him in.

The park is almost occupied by the aunt dancing in the square, and Song Qian can't stand the energetic music.

At this time, a man walked out of a 24-hour self-service bank in front of him, looked down and counted the money, passing by Song Qian's side, and the two just passed by. The man looked sideways: "! This guy's eyes are green, he must have been hungry for a long time, and he is still a wanderer with his luggage. So he vigilantly stuffed the money he had just withdrawn into his pocket and walked away quickly.

"Alas—" Song Qian sighed and walked towards the self-service bank, which might be a more suitable place to stay.

Huatai Bank is worthy of being the boss of the current private commercial banks, and even the places where the money is withdrawn are magnificent: milky white granite floor tiles, brown upholstered walls, frosted translucent doors and windows, and four ATMs are arranged in a row. Crucially, there is 24-hour air-conditioning and even a water dispenser on the side.

Yes, I also saved a dollar to buy water.

Dragging the suitcase into the self-service bank, Song Qian found that there was another person operating on a machine inside. In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Qian took out the card in the afternoon, walked to an ATM, and inserted the card into it to operate.

Check the balance, there are more than 90,000!

Withdrawing cash, still can't, not a hundred!

Transfer to Xiaomei, or the account is wrong, and it keeps prompting an error!

Finally waited for the man to finish the operation and leave, Song Qian found a corner with his back against the soft bag and sat down, took out the big bread that he had snatched from the beggar at the convenience store before, and began to eat it with water.

During this period, several people who came in to withdraw money all looked at Song Qian with strange eyes, some continued to operate, and some left directly.

At first, Song Qian was not very comfortable with this situation, and every time someone came in, he tried to cover it up, pretending to be like he had just come in to withdraw money. But later, he got used to it, and simply took out the 300 yuan copycat machine and started the Internet - that's right, Huatai Bank's 24-hour self-service bank is also covered with free WiFi.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is something to do at night, and I can't update it, so don't wait. Song Qian posted a message in his book friend group.

However, although there were more than forty people in the group, they were lifeless, plus there was never welfare, and most of them were diving.

Hmm-a 10 copies of the lucky red envelope was sent out by Song Qian. Dive, the red envelope bomb will come out as soon as it explodes.

This is the first time that Song Qian, as an author, has sent red envelopes in the group. Ever, he only hid in other groups to grab red envelopes.

Because of the coldness of the group, after dozens of seconds, someone found out that there were red envelopes here.

"The group owner has made a fortune!"

"I have been reading books for ten years, and I have added no less than 100 book friends, and this time I grabbed the largest red envelope. ”

"I love the leader of the group!"

As soon as a few people who grabbed the red envelopes shouted, they instantly gained popularity, and the remaining red envelopes were snatched up in a few seconds. The book friend "Cao Nima" is the king of luck.

"I touched the with my hands, and I only grabbed 21 yuan out of a 500-yuan bag. ”

"Every minute is wrong, and I can't eat dinner. ”

"@曹尼玛, you grabbed 388 yuan, don't you come out and say a few words?"

"Visually, 'Cao Nyima' has fainted in the toilet. ”

"I'm dizzy in the toilet now, and the red envelope is enough for me to eat instant noodles for a month!"

……

Song Qian looked at the book friend who was so excited that he was incoherent because of his 500 yuan red envelope, pulled the corners of his mouth, and stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth, full of bitterness.

"Has anyone lent me a hundred dollars? Song Qian said this half-truthfully. You know, he just gave out a red envelope of 500. And tried to grab one myself, only to find that it couldn't at all.

It seems that the system has very strict control over the "God of Wealth uses its own scattered wealth quota", even if it is used to give out red envelopes and grab it by itself. This God of Wealth deserves it, it's really aggrieved.

"The group owner will send another big bag, and I will lend you money!"

"Is this a fancy way to show off your wealth? It's a red envelope and a loan, and your brain can't keep up!"

"Seriously, the group owner sent me a red envelope, and I borrowed it!"

……

Hmm-another 10 red envelopes were sent out by Song Qian, this time in equal amounts, a total of 1,000 oceans.

But in an instant, ten red envelopes were snatched up.

"it! The leader of the group is a real local tyrant!"

"I have to go and reward the group leader's book, otherwise I will be hot with this money. ”

"I'm going to give a full order, I've been reading the pirated version before, I'm embarrassed. ”

"I'm going to book them all, too. ”

"I want to know the real purpose of the group leader's wealth. ”

"It may be that you don't lift it when you are in great health care, and you will scatter wealth and strengthen your yang. ”

……

Poof--The purpose of your mother! Isn't the purpose very clear? Lao Tzu is penniless, so he borrows 100 to buy food to eat! Song Qian's heart is extremely broken. No, it must be the wrong way to send red envelopes by yourself!

and that "Cao Nima", you robbed nearly 500 red envelopes twice, and you didn't even let out a fart.

Subsequently, more than a dozen reward information popped up in the "Writer's Assistant", among which there were three helmsmen, and the average subscription was even more up by seven or eight - they really went to reward and fully booked, and they did what they said. But no one believed that Song Qian was short of money at the moment.

However, these tips and subscriptions will not be available until next month's press fee, and now Song Qian only has one dollar left in his pocket, how will he live in the next days? !