At sunset, at the door of the People's Hotel, Yang Weicheng felt quite embarrassed.

On the one hand, he has to deal with Xingus, and on the other hand, he has to look at Zhou Xiaofei's face. At the same time, I was surprised that this girl spoke Russian so well!

After all, the two invited at the same time, but he agreed to Xingus and rejected Zhou Xiaofei.

In fact, Zhou Xiaofei was indeed angry, the moment she saw Yang Weicheng, she was first surprised, then surprised, and then angry.

The little girl's face changed slightly, and her eyes were mocking.

"Mr. Singus, won't you introduce me to it?" She pretended not to know Yang Weicheng and decided to take the opportunity to knock this guy.

Is there such a friend? It's not a good idea at all.

So no matter how desperately Yang Weicheng tried to give her a look and ask for peace, she turned a blind eye.

Xingus laughed: "Look at me, an old man, I actually forgot about it." Yang, this is the little friend I'm talking about, Miss Zhou Xiaofei Zhou. Zhou, he is Yang Weicheng. ”

"Ahh Zhou Xiaofei pretended to look at Yang Weicheng in surprise, "It turns out that this is the big boss in Mr. Xingus's mouth, who can go to heaven and earth, and is very talented and can do business, Mr. Yang Weicheng, shameless, hello!" ”

Don't be ashamed, she speaks quickly, and in dialects, even if Xingus is a Hua Guotong, he can't understand the true meaning of this sentence.

"Uh......" Yang Wei said, "yes, hello." ”

Zhou Xiaofei took the initiative to stretch out her hand, Yang Weicheng also stretched out his hand, and the two friends shook hands.

"Hiss~" The stinging pain came from the palm of his hand, Yang Weicheng frowned and gasped.

Singus asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, there's a caterpillar off your neck, right?" Yang Weicheng said, pretending to reach out to catch the caterpillar and let go of Zhou Xiaofei's hand.

This dead girl just took the opportunity to pinch him with her fingernails.

The girl's nails were thin and sharp, presumably freshly trimmed, like knives.

"I've set my seat, let's go inside."

Yang Weicheng took the two of them in and sat down, ordering food without mentioning it.

During the meal, Yang Weicheng learned that this time Xingus's academic exchange was aimed at several domestic colleges and universities, and Zhou Xiaofei's unit was also among them.

As a representative of the outstanding young teachers in the school, and the only person who is proficient in the three Chinese languages, she was naturally sent to receive Xingus.

Early this morning, she called Yang Weicheng, just to invite him to accompany her for a reception, and to be bold.

Yang Weicheng has something to refuse, this is nothing, no one is an idle person, is he?

But seeing him here again, Zhou Xiaofei was angry, no matter what it was, let's teach him a lesson first.

The two always pretended to meet for the first time, which was quite tacit.

The meal went smoothly and pleasantly, at least on the surface.

After eating, Singus offered to take them back to their lodgings.

Yang Weicheng refused first: "I'm not going to do it, I'm still meeting with my friends, and I'm going somewhere else." ”

Actually? He just wanted to hide from Zhou Xiaofei, after all, open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

Who knew that Zhou Xiaofei also refused: "No need, Mr. Xingus, my mother and I will meet nearby, you can be busy." ”

"Alright then, I wish you all the best night!" Xingus took off his top hat, bowed slightly at them, and when he raised his head, he squeezed his eyes with Yang Weicheng.

Yang Weicheng was stunned for a moment,, what does this dead old man mean?

Xingus got in the car and left, Yang Weicheng didn't bother to care about him, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet!

Who knows, Zhou Xiaofei was faster than him, and stopped him directly: "Yang Weicheng, how did you do it?" ”

"Huh? The weather is good today, you see there is still a moon in the sky, hey......" Yang Weicheng looked at him left and right.

"Why do you want to reject me and accept him?"

"Hey! This girl bothers you to speak completely, what does it mean to refuse you to accept him? I'm a male, I love women, and I'm a standard ordinary young man. ”

Yang Weicheng righteously criticized Zhou Xiaofei sternly, and directly made her dumbfounded.

"What a mess, send me home!" Zhou Xiaofei said.

Yang Weicheng frowned: "Why don't you go with him?" ”

"I like it, how?" Zhou Xiaofei raised his eyebrows and pointed coldly at Qianfu.

Yang Weicheng raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, good, I'll send it!" ”

So he sent her home.

Fortunately, the People's Hotel is not far from the No. 2 Courtyard, and it is only a ten-minute walk.

And it just so happened that the small hostel where Yang Weicheng lived this time was separated by two roads, and it was really destined to send her.

Just like that, Yang Weicheng sent Zhou Xiaofei home on foot, chatting with and without a ride along the way.

Suddenly, Zhou Xiaofei said: "I think Mr. Singus is so erudite and funny. ”

"Aang? Do you like him? ”

"It's a bit of an admiration, but it's a foreigner after all."

Yang Weicheng wanted to joke, but felt that this time was not suitable for joking.

After all, this girl is upright, and if she disagrees, she will suffer again.

He thought about it and said, "Yes, foreigners have different cultures and customs. Besides, you can't just look at people by their appearance. ”

"That's right, I was deceived by someone's kind appearance." Zhou Xiaofei said meaningfully.

Yang Weicheng was thick-skinned and not angry at all.

Seeing that he didn't pick up, Zhou Xiaofei became even more angry. At this time, the gate of the family home also arrived, and she said angrily, "Is there anything else to say?" Leave without me......"

"It's gone." Yang Weicheng said sincerely.

Zhou Xiaofei vomited blood quickly, snorted, turned around and walked towards the big iron gate.

"Hey, wait a minute." Yang Weicheng shouted.

Zhou Xiaofei was overjoyed and turned to look at him.

"What, do you have any money?" Yang Wei became a Taoist.

Zhou Xiaofei's eyes were dark, and she almost fainted: "You! What do you want money for? ”

"I want to buy a pack of cigarettes, but I forgot to bring the money." Yang Weicheng is particularly nostalgic for the era of mobile phone payment.

No, it should be called yearning.

It took generations of hard work to allow him to live that convenient and quick life in that era.

It's 1991, not too far away.

Zhou Xiaofei took out a banknote from her wallet and walked back to stuff it into his hand.

"Hehe, thank you, I'll pay you back!" Yang Weicheng pinched the banknote and said with a smile.

Zhou Xiaofei ignored him, turned around and walked into the door.

Yang Weicheng hummed a little song, walked down the street of Zhoushi at night, walked to a small shop, bought a pack of cigarettes, weighed a few white rabbits, and then walked through an alley, ready to take a shortcut back.

All the way, he was thinking about the stack of single pages, calculating the profit and feasibility of the transaction.

I have to discuss it with Liu Ruofan, he thought.

Suddenly, under the street lamp in front of him, a dark shadow appeared, lying still, motionless.

Yang Weicheng was startled, stopped and took a closer look, and found that it was an old man, as if he was faint.

He hurriedly stepped forward and crouched down to look.

It was probably an old man, plainly dressed, even a little dirty, with thatched hair, lying on the ground shivering.

It's not cold on this day, how can there be homeless people who freeze to death?

But Yang Weicheng soon realized that this person did not freeze to death, but had low blood sugar. If he hadn't met him, he would have been lying dead in the alley.

The first thing he did was to get up and run out, where to find something to eat for the homeless man. But when he stood up, he immediately squatted down again, he was really stupid, didn't he have a few toffees in his pocket!

Yang Weicheng hurriedly peeled off a toffee and stuffed it into the homeless man's mouth.

"Eat, uncle, just eat it."

The homeless man sucked toffee, a sweet liquid soaking his throat.

For him, this is simply a delicacy.

After eating the toffee, the homeless man broke free from the state of weakness and palpitations, and gradually gained strength in his body.

"Thank you!" He weakly thanked Yang Weicheng.

Yang Weicheng said: "Hey, it's all like this, you're welcome." Still hungry? ”

"Well, sort of." The homeless are not welcome.

Yang Weicheng said: "Can you stand up? I'll take you to buy something to eat. ”

The homeless man got up and staggered to the wall and took two steps: "Let's go." ”

Yang Weicheng has a black line in his head, which is really unkind.

He took the homeless man back to the commissary and bought a packet of peach crisps and a bottle of malt cream, and the money was gone.

After that, Yang Weicheng led the homeless man back to his place of residence, soaked him in malt milk essence, and let him eat and drink peach crisp.

Such a high-sugar content thing is the most suitable for his state.

Why do you want to bring the homeless back to your dwelling? The reason is that Yang Weicheng feels that this person is not really a vagabond, his eyes are very sharp, his words and deeds are also normal, and even a little deep.

How can a homeless man have such eyes?