Chapter 91
"Well, that's right."

Wang Haodong was very satisfied.

The fat monk next to him was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a strange thing before.

Zhong Yiqing trotted to keep up: "You bastard, can you still play like this?"

"This means that one's own destiny is in one's own hands." Wang Haodong signed it to the monk at the door with a calm face.

Walking out of the gate, I stretched my waist: "Senior sister, can we go back now?"

"Of course, it's fine anyway."

"Success, back to school."

Zhong Yiqing followed, thought for a while and said, "Tell me secretly, who is that sunset singer?"

"Jiang Wen told me that I feel that the sunset singer is you, is it true?"

This matter has already been discussed in the student union, and many people are speculating about Wang Haodong behind his back.

What if those long-legged seniors from the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment were so polite to Wang Haodong today?
Hu Hua's envious saliva almost flowed out.

However, some of them have seen the scene of Wang Haodong singing loyalty to serve the country in the playground.

This difference is too big, the moment I opened my mouth, there was chaos...

And I thought it couldn't be him.

Anyway, there are all kinds of opinions.

Wang Haodong suddenly looked at Zhong Yiqing seriously.

When Zhong Yiqing was stared at so directly by him, she suddenly became flustered and turned her head to avoid it.

"Yes, senior, I don't want to hide it anymore. It's a showdown. I am the singer of the sunset." Wang Haodong replied truthfully.

"Really?" Zhong Yiqing was stunned for a moment, but after seeing the wicked smile on Wang Haodong's face, she frowned again: "Little Dongdong, can you be more serious?"

"I'm very serious, I'm not serious."

"Cough, I can't say enough about you, if only you were really a sunset singer."

Zhong Yiqing was disappointed for a while.

Because she had already checked her eyes, the guy in front of her was lying.

To deceive such a 19-year-old girl, it is really not too simple for an "old man" like Wang Haodong.

Lazily said: "I don't mind if you think of me as a sunset singer."

Before he finished speaking, he left alone.

Zhong Yiqing hesitated behind her back: "Why does this guy always feel so old-fashioned?"

"Is he really the only one?"

Wen San that she saw that day suddenly appeared in Sister Zhong's mind, and she always felt that Wang Haodong must have concealed his real age.

But the school information can't be wrong.

While wondering, Hu Hua suddenly came over: "Senior sister, do you feel that Brother Dong looks like a person full of stories?"

"Story? Well, a little bit."

"You like this type?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

Hu Hua had a cheeky face: "As long as the senior sister likes it, I can become like this immediately."

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward, Zhong Yiqing looked back at Hu Hua: "Are you confessing to me? Little brother?"

"You're not good enough."

"What?"

Zhong Yiqing looked at his afro, and the little face under that afro.

The first time she saw this guy, she thought of the VIP that her family had kept for many years.

Scratching his head: "This hairstyle is a bit lacking in Feng Shui."

"Little brother, don't think about me, you will hide under the quilt and cry."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Yiqing also left here.

Hu Hua became more frustrated and courageous behind the scenes, and became more obsessed: "Damn, I just like the way senior sister speaks."

"Just like Brother Dong, it is full of storytelling."

Just as they were talking, other seniors from the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment also left the temple.

This guy was so shameless in the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment that he begged for a reserve officer who had grown up unprecedentedly, and the other seniors didn't even look at him.

But at this moment, he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, looking at these seniors: "The legs are so long, who should I choose?"

"Worry, why can't I hug left and right like the protagonist of the novel..."

...

After Wang Haodong came back, he continued to wait and see the store.

He's been texting his boss all the time while he's in the temple just now.

But it is a pity that the boss is very confident, and still has the same attitude: he will not do anything less than 40 yuan, and he also said that many people are asking.

This kind of golden location, even if you come to a convenience store, you will make a lot of money.

Any fool can see it.

Wang Haodong squatted at the door for less than ten minutes, and found that three or four passers-by had called to inquire.

It's just a pity that they all hang up as soon as they hear the other party's offer of 40 yuan.

So it's still a matter of price.

After squatting for a long time, Wang Haodong suddenly sighed: "Why can't there be more trust in this world."

"Brother, don't blame me for being too ruthless."

Get up and enter the canteen on the side.

When he came out again, he held a stack of IC calling cards in his hand.

I ran to the public phone nearby, inserted the card in and dialed the boss's number.

As expected, the mouth on the other end of the phone was very hard, and when he opened his mouth, he said that 40 cents cannot be less.

Wang Haodong was silent for a while, and immediately said: "You are crazy about money, you, 40, I have 40, can't I just buy a facade here?"

"You think I don't understand? Don't be so hypocritical. You still take care of your family. If you can't do it, you can't do it. Why are there so many excuses..."

Ten minutes later, Wang Haodong changed the phone again: "What, 10, I'm sick."

Half an hour later, Wang Haodong changed the public phone again: "Brother, I can understand your dream of getting rich overnight, but you have to look at the actual situation."

An hour later, Wei Feng was on a public phone in the school: "You want 40? Where are you? I'll show you how big my fist is."

Two hours later, a student from the third class of physical education held a mobile phone and shouted: "You are whimsical!"

that's it.

Wang Haodong distributed ten yuan IC cards everywhere.

There is only one request, to call the boss and use the most ruthless words in your life to scold him.

After making a phone call, I will give you this IC card.

On the first day, the owner of this store answered more than a dozen calls.

The next day, he answered more than 30 calls.

On the third day, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, and yelled on the phone: "Then how much do you pay!"

So the incoming call became like this: "I offer five thousand."

"I'll pay three thousand."

"I offer six thousand."

The store owner lost his temper after being played with.

Self-confidence was also killed by these calls.

He began to doubt himself: 40, is it really unrealistic?

He's down to 30.

But another round of blows followed.

Until half a month later.

He had completely collapsed, and suddenly remembered the kid who called him for the first time.

That kid offered 4 yuan at that time, and I was so angry that I wanted to beat him up.

But when I think about it, why do I think that kid is cute.

This person saw Yao Shangjun.

This time he squatted in front of his house and smoked one cigarette after another.

In the end, being forced to do nothing, I took out my phone, and after searching for a long time, I finally found the number I hadn't contacted for half a month.

Reluctantly, he called back, and as soon as he got through, he said, "Can you come out and talk."

(End of this chapter)

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