The next day, after Lu Xueqing was sent to the company, Qin Chuan had breakfast at the roadside stall.

Driving an Audi to eat at a roadside stall is a wonderful work, but fortunately, people here are working hard at the fried dough sticks and soybean milk on the table, and they don't notice Qinchuan.

The business of this roadside stall is very hot. Although it's in the morning, there is an endless stream of guests coming for dinner. Men and women in different clothes come and go, mostly in a hurry. It's estimated that they are the people who work nearby.

At this time, a young woman in a professional suit was carrying the soybean milk bought from the store. One of them didn't pay attention, and tripped directly on the two legs of the man next to her. He stuttered the young woman, and a bowl of hot soybean milk was all splashed on the bald half of the man's head.

"Oh, lying trough!"

The bald man clapped the table and cheered at the young woman.

"I said, how the hell do you walk? Don't you see me here?"

The woman looked surprised and apologized in a hurry“ Sorry, sorry, I didn't see you here.

Women's attitude is very sincere. It seems that they have received a good education.

"Sorry for your mother? Just a word of sorry? I'm going to get my bloody scalp scalded! "

Yelled the bald man, pointing to his steaming head.

"I'm really sorry, but you can't blame me. I don't know who tripped me just now." The young woman explained immediately.

"I tripped you? If I trip you, can I put soybean milk on my head? " The bald man yelled.

Around the breakfast guests are also attracted by the voice here, Qin Chuan also turned his head, when he saw the woman in the professional suit, Qin Chuan could not help but pick eyebrows.

"Why is she?"

Qinchuan looks at the woman. Isn't she the Chen Yan who sold Qinchuan car at the 4S store? I saw her a few days ago, but Qin Chuan didn't talk to her at that time.

Qin Chuan, the bald middle-aged man on the other side, was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"I'm really sorry, otherwise, how much money do you lose? I'll compensate you. What do you think?"

Chen Yan said anxiously that she was still anxious to go to work and had no time to stay here.

"Lose money?" There was a flash of light in the bald man's eyes. Just now, he deliberately put out his leg to trip the woman, and the purpose was to ask for money.

"It's OK to lose money, but this price..." the bald man stroked his wet hair.

"You say, I will pay for it." Chen Yan said in a hurry.

Seeing her look, the bald man knew immediately that she was worried about something. If so, he would not take advantage of this opportunity to make more points.

Balding man thought of here, look instead relaxed down, slowly said.

"I don't want more than 1000 yuan for your sincere attitude."

"What

Chen Yan widens her eyes and even doubts whether she has heard the wrong thing.

A thousand dollars? A bowl of soybean milk spilled out a thousand, lion big mouth also did not so mouth.

Around the diners are not angry looking at the bald man, this is not clear slaughter that?

"Why are you too many?" The bald man glanced at Chen Yan and said.

"My price is reasonable for you."

"But it can't be a thousand yuan. Your clothes are not worth the price..."

Chen Yan said in a low voice. The bald man only wore a vest. Most of the soybean milk just now was spilled on the vest.

"Who said it was money for clothes?" The bald man stares at Chen Yan and points to his head.

"You just spilled soybean milk on my head. Look at my hair permed. How many pieces of my hair are lost."

"Your hair doesn't need to be permed much."

"Maybe if you pour some soybean milk, how many more can be produced..."

Around the guests can not help a burst of laughter, the bald man laughed into anger.

"It's my fuckin 'business. Don't blame me for being rude to anyone who talks too much!"

This time, the roadside stall finally calmed down. After all, no one wants to get into trouble. It's none of their business. It's better not to be fussy.

See no one to help the opposite woman speak, bald man's face flashed a smug look, with a wisp of hair from the top of his head, said to Chen Yan.

"Look, at least a hundred of my hair have just been permed. Even if it's ten yuan, you'll have to give me a thousand yuan."

"Well, that's too much. I don't have that much money with me." Chen Yan said wrongly that she knew this would happen. She said that she would not come here to buy soymilk.

"What? No money The bald man's face immediately sank down and said angrily.

"No cash, no bank card. You have to give me the money anyway."

"There's no bank card."

Chen Yan tearfully said that she had just paid the rent for several months a few days ago, and now she has hundreds of yuan left. She doesn't even know how to live this month.

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