"Oh! This one! No, no, no! Hearing someone ask about his business, and then thinking about the current life situation, Peng Qinggui was even more bitter and smiled bitterly.

"I heard that you guys need 10 tin dollars to start there!" The boss took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Peng Qinggui.

Peng Qinggui shook his hand, and said again and again that he would not.

"Yizhou men, they don't even know how to smoke!" The boss muttered to himself, lit himself, took a deep breath, and spat out a huge smoke ring.

"Baogang starts with seven tin yuan, and the streets are full of cars, and you can take a taxi everywhere!" The boss lit the taxi that came and went on the road with a cigarette in his hand.

"Oh!" Peng Qinggui turned his head and took a look, there were indeed few empty cars there, and it seemed that taking a taxi was not a very burden for people in this city.

"You have a lot of taxis, too!" The boss asked again.

"That's a lot!" Peng Qinggui nodded, "There are a lot of people there, and the road is not easy to recognize, and sometimes it is convenient to take a taxi!" ”

"How much can you earn?" The boss looked at Peng Qinggui with a cigarette in his mouth, and the slowly rising smoke covered his face.

"Is there a number?" The boss flipped his palm.

"How can there be ......" Peng Qinggui denied repeatedly, he stretched out three fingers, "Only this number!" ”

"How so?" The boss looked at him with contempt, he looked down on this kind of guy who was rich and afraid of being robbed, "I heard that people can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, and no one robs your money!" ”

"Eighty percent of that is for the company!" Peng Qinggui shook his head, and suddenly became annoyed in his heart, why did he say such a thing to an irrelevant person, could it be that he had to settle those accounts with him just for a disbelieving look.

"Give so much?" The boss took another deep puff of the cigarette, which was almost at the end of its life, and its life was reduced to ashes in this boring conversation.

"Hmm!" Peng Qinggui nodded, looking at the vast night outside the door.

He was thinking how nice it would be if there was a better career!

Half an hour later, Peng Qinggui sat back in the car, holding half a bottle of water in his hand and half a loaf of bread in his mouth, it seemed that this was his dinner. Leaning comfortably in his seat, watching the pedestrians coming and going outside the window, and the red taxi that kept moving.

Maybe he was too tired, maybe he hadn't had such a good rest for a long time, and in another corner of the city, no one would come to his car, Peng Qinggui fell asleep unconsciously.

Two kilometers away from him, Xia Chenghao was walking into a four-star hotel in the southern district, and he was just walking along the road, but he happened to see the sign of this big hotel shining in the night sky.

His heart moved, and he walked there, not wanting to go to visit his father and mother in a haggard state.

Take a closer look, there is another one on the opposite side of this big hotel, this tall one short, one new and one old, anyone can see that the grade of these two hotels is the highest and which is low.

After a moment's hesitation, he walked towards the nearest one. It's not that he wants to spend less money, it's just that he doesn't have much cash on him, and high-end hotels can spend with cards, but it's a big trouble for him.

Walking into the richly decorated hotel lobby, Xia Chenghao walked straight to the reception desk.

A waiter greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "What can I help you, sir?" ”

"A single room!" Xia Chenghao said casually, his eyes were fixed on the six-sided clock on the wall, every hotel is like this, let people know that there will never be a completely consistent understanding on this planet Glis, even the time is different. Of course, there are four shiny little bronze stars hanging on the wall there.

"I'm sorry!" The waiter looked up after checking the terminal records of the information system, and his face was quite apologetic, "There is no more!" ”

"Not a single one?" Xia Chenghao was a little strange.

"There is an exhibition in Baogang these days, and our rooms are almost ......" the waiter's words also had deep regret.

"Is there a room where no one is around?" Xia Chenghao had no choice but to settle for the next best.

"There's a double room that hasn't been occupied," the waiter said, glancing at the information system terminal record, "Look! ”

"Yes!" Xia Chenghao interrupted her, "That's it!" ”

"The price is 400 or 80 percent, and it's 320 yuan." The waiter said after operating on the information system terminal.

"Do you accept cash?" Xia Chenghao asked.

"I'm sorry sir, we haven't ...... yet" The waitress looked embarrassed, she was also upset that this four-star and five-star hotel couldn't use cash.

Xia Chenghao took out his wallet, but fortunately, the waiter finally nodded, and she said, "Okay! ”

Xia Chenghao nodded, and did not express any objections, anyway, he didn't have no money, he didn't mean he couldn't afford to spend money, and he didn't like to talk about money. It's just that it's inconvenient to swipe the card now, and there is no other unhappiness.

After taking the key card, Xia Chenghao walked towards the elevator road, this hotel is quite new, it can be seen from the carpet, and the imprint in the middle is also quite shallow.

His room is on the tenth floor, 8108.

When he opened the door, Xia Chenghao had never lived in this type of room. Standing by the door, not in a hurry to enter, there is a bathroom on the left, a closet with a hundred pages on the right, and a short two-meter corridor is the room.

I saw that there were two beds placed side by side, although not big but neat, and the floor was a thick light-colored carpet. Facing the bed is a large TV wall, beyond which is a floor lamp, and next to the floor lamp are two wooden sofas.

In the middle of the sofa is a small coffee table, behind which is almost an entire glass wall, and the curtains are halfway open, so that you can see the quiet night makeup of the city.

Xia Chenghao slowly walked in and closed the door, walked to the window, opened the floor-to-ceiling window, and a warm night breeze had rushed in, blowing the heavy curtains up and down.

Standing quietly in front of the window, Baogang at night looks very beautiful, at least much more beautiful than during the day, shining with coquettish brilliance under the five-colored neon lights.

The beautiful night illuminated the dark night in his heart, and he slowly picked up the fragmentary memories of more than ten years ago, those good or not-so-good memories.

After a long, long time, perhaps it was midnight, the lights of the city had already been extinguished, and he seemed to have turned into a lifeless stone statue in front of the window.

The bedside phone rang suddenly, interrupting the silence that the young man was enjoying.

He didn't want to pick it up, he didn't have any relatives in the city, no one would know he was here, and he didn't want a strange phone call to interfere with his meditation.

But the phone rang stubbornly, and after a few minutes, it rang again.

He turned around helplessly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he walked to the bedside in two steps and grabbed the microphone.