Tianmenan Square.

People come and go, and people are boiling.

Tourists from all over the country, speaking a variety of dialects, with solemn or joyful faces, this is a place of pilgrimage for many people.

Sambo paid the fare and put the last ten dollars in his pocket.

Standing in the crowd and looking at the red flag fluttering on the tower of Tianmen Ancheng in front of him, Sanbao's heart was joyful, excited, and full of infinite hope.

He felt that all this was so beautiful, and when he received the award, he went back to start a business with Bao Shihong, and after he succeeded, he had to come to Tianmen'an to watch the raising of the national flag.

"Let's go and claim the prize first. The three treasures pressed the joy in their hearts, aimed in the direction, and walked towards the left side of Tianmen'an.

Soon, he walked to the side of the city wall, and the three treasures looked left and right, but did not find the place to receive the prize.

He walked along the red wall to the left, and after walking a few hundred meters, he arrived at the Forbidden City Museum, with red walls and blue tiles, and people coming in and out from time to time.

"Do you want to receive the prize here?" Sambo was puzzled, and walked over with a cower, but was stopped by the staff and asked him to show his ticket.

Sanbao was very surprised, and he still had to buy tickets to receive the prize? A ticket actually costs 20 yuan.

Pinching the last 10 yuan left in his hand, Sanbao was dumbfounded.

Thousands of miles to the capital, the jackpot is in front of me, and I can't afford to buy a ticket for 10 yuan and can't get in, which is too depressing.

"Can I make up the tickets later?" asked Sanbao, thinking that after receiving the award, I would just make up two tickets.

However, the staff was very conscientious, shaking their heads and saying that they should buy tickets first and then visit, and that they should be early, otherwise they would stop selling tickets if there were too many people.

Sanbao was very anxious when he saw this, he couldn't afford to buy tickets, and if he couldn't receive the prize in time, he could only sleep on the streets tonight.

At this time, the people behind began to urge with some impatience.

Sanbao was in a hurry, took out the prize redemption ring, looked around vigilantly, and whispered: "I'm here to receive the award, don't worry, I will make up the ticket after receiving the award." ”

"What?" the staff was stunned, this is a fool, right?

"Accept the prize, Coke has won, the first prize ......" Sanbao said mysteriously, spread out his palms, and showed the pull ring to the staff.

The staff looked at San Bao speechlessly, seeing that he was dressed plainly, dusty, and sleepy, and did not look like a traitor, so he said kindly: "This is a museum, you are in the wrong place, and you should have been deceived." ”

"Ah, what......" Sanbao's eyes widened in surprise, and he took out a Coke can from his trouser pocket, "Look, isn't it written on this, the award address is on the left side of Tianmen'an, I walked over there, and that's it!"

The staff was helpless, beckoned the security guard to come over, and said to Sanbao: "You go to the security room and listen to him explain slowly." ”

"You've been deceived, young man. ”

"Hurry back, young man!"

"This kind of old-fashioned fraud, after so many years, there are still people who believe it, it's stupid!"

"It's so easy to drop pie in the sky. ”

The tourists in the back queue are gossiping, some are smiling, and some are looking at pity.

Sambo's hands trembled, his face turned red, and he muttered, "Impossible, it's true, it's definitely true." ”

Following the security guard to the security room, San Bao took out the pull ring and Coke can, and said indignantly: "Comrade, you see, this is clearly written, it is the first prize." ”

The security guard was also speechless, but seeing that Sanbao was honest and anxious, he also had some sympathy, and patiently told him that he had not heard of this kind of promotional activities in the Coke Company, and that there were all state organs and institutions nearby, and even if there were promotional activities, it was impossible to come here to receive the award.

"Go back, don't believe that, it's all a lie. The security guard said earnestly.

"How can this be, why, it's impossible...... Sambo's body was shaky, his mouth kept chattering, and the Coke can in his hand was pinched flat by him.

Hearing the chatter and laughter of the tourists next to him, Sambo felt that these voices seemed to surround him from all directions, making him feel like he had nowhere to escape.

"Ahh

Sambo let out a howl and ran away.

"Alas, another crazy ......"

"It's strange that you still believe in such a thing, it's not crazy!"

Tourists sighed.

Mountain city.

Due to Bao Shihong's insistence, the handicraft factory did not call the police.

After all, everyone is an employee of a factory, and if Sanbao is finished, who will send his grandmother to the end? Moreover, Bao Shihong does not want the whole factory to know that the security department raises thieves.

Bao Shihong organized a manpower to replay the surveillance footage of the exhibition hall to see how the Three Treasures took the gems, and on the other hand, they searched for the Three Treasures.

After watching the surveillance, except for a few clips in the middle of the scene of Sambo tickling with a baton by the showcase, I didn't find the picture of him swapping gems.

Bao Shihong couldn't figure it out, thinking when Sanbao was so smart!

Liu Qing knew what was going on, Sanbao was going to come back in a few days, but he was not in a hurry.

He received a bonus of 30,000 yuan from the Public Security Bureau, which was enough to spend during this time.

Night falls.

The lonely Three Treasures wandered under the lanterns and watched the award flag ceremony.

The street lights came on.

But Sambo's heart was dark and cold.

He walked slowly, his feet became heavier and heavier, and as far as he could see, the people, cars, and houses in front of him were all more illusory.

"Poof—"

Sambo fell to the ground, motionless.

He didn't sleep on the train, he was doping with a huge bonus, and at the moment the hope of supporting him was completely gone, and he also fell.

The people around him exclaimed, and some people dared to come forward to test him, and found that he was breathing normally, and several well-wishers carried him to the edge of the square, and put a stack of newspapers under his head.

Sambo was dazed, as if he was in a car, his head was a little dizzy, and he didn't know how long it had been, he was awakened by hunger.

When I opened my eyes, the light was dim, it was already the second half of the night, and the square was very deserted.

The temperature was a little low, and Sam Bao was so cold that he only shivered, and he hugged his shoulders tightly with both hands, and his heart was even colder.

A week later, the haggard Sambo returned to the mountain city with a stubbled beard.

He twisted a box of roast duck in his hand, hanging his head as if he was a thief, for fear that others would see him, and he didn't dare to go directly to the factory.

Coming to the third floor of the guest house, San Bao hesitated for a moment and gently pushed the door open.

Bao Shihong was sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette, and he was stunned when he saw Sanbao.

"Roast duck to try. Sambo's voice was a little hoarse.

Penniless, he pretended to be a beggar on the streets of the capital for a few days, and finally managed to scrape together enough money to come back, and he was exhausted.

"!" Bao Shihong kicked Sanbao to the ground with a flying foot.

Sanbao fought back, and the two scuffled together, overturning the furniture, and scolding each other while fighting.

Tired, the two sat down by the wall and glared at each other.

Bao Shihong crawled over and beat Sambo weakly: "You want to kill me!

Sanbao's fierce reaction to Bao Shihong was a little inexplicable, and he said angrily: "What are you doing! You're fucking crazy! Fuck! Fuck!"

Bao Shihong, who was bloody, gasped, took out a cigarette and lit it, and raised his head: "It's good to come back...... Take it out. ”

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