In the hot summer in the south, there are many similar leisure ice rooms, mainly providing customers with cold products such as iced tea, cold drinks, snowflake cheese, etc.

This leisure ice room near the recruitment hall is not too big. There are only three tables in the whole room, but the tables are full of people.

It is impossible for such a small shop to have air conditioning, and a ceiling fan is rotating on it. Even so, it can allow the seated guests to take some breath and drive away the heat and sweat brought in from outside.

The owner of the shop is a powerful man from Kong Wu. He is skillfully making shaved ice at the counter. His wife acts as a waiter and delivers cold drinks to Song Zhichao, Qi Wanda and others.

Song Zhichao and Qi Wanda sat face to face, and the black briefcase that Song Zhichao was carrying was placed next to his table; in addition, there were two bowls of "iceful sour plum soup" that could relieve heat and relieve heat, but they were obviously busy talking and had not had time to drink such a delicious food.

Straight to the point-

Song Zhichao picked up the spoon and stirred it in the sour plum soup for a few times. His eyes stared at the other party sincerely and said to Qi Wanda: "Mr. Qi, I know you are from Hong Kong, so I sincerely invite you to do business together."

Qi Wanda put his hand on the wall of the iced sour plum soup, feeling the coolness, her little eyes passed through the black-framed glasses, and asked Song Zhichao with a smile, "What business do you do?"

Song Zhichao spit out two words: "Toy."

Qi Wanda smiled, as if he heard the funnyest joke. While smiling, he picked up the sour plum soup and took a sip. Then he licked his mouth and said, "I'm from Hong Kong. I'll come here from afar and sell toys with you?"

Song Zhichao said with a firm tone: "Business is not only big or small, but toy business can also be bigger, and you can make a lot of money after it grows."

Qi Wanda waved his hand, "You'll tell the children these words!" He paused and said, "Although I am down and have to come to the mainland from Hong Kong to find a job, I, Qi Wanda, are not all workers, willing to do it..."

Song Zhichao didn't speak and looked at him.

Qi Wanda licked her lips, picked up the sour plum soup and took a sip, "Don't look at me with this kind of look. I asked before, you don't have money and a factory, why should I let me and you?"

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "If I say it depends on my courage, do you believe it?"

"Crazy? You are not opening a martial arts school. What's the use of more courage?"

Song Zhichao took a spoon and gently knocked on the cup of sour plum soup, with a smile on his face and said, "You know, the mainland is now reforming and opening up, and in my opinion, if you want to make a name for yourself, you must have extraordinary courage."

"Hahaha!" Qi Wanda laughed and shook her head and said, "Everyone can say such words, and they even sound more beautiful than you, but is it useful? It can't be eaten as a meal!"

Song Zhichao stirred the sour plum soup with a spoon and stared at Qi Wanda with a contemptuous smile, "So, what is the most important thing in your opinion?"

Qi Wanda picked up the sour plum soup and drank it all in one sip. Her sweet and plump lips turned to Song Zhichao and said, "Of course it's trust! If you cooperate with each other, you don't have trust, why are you talking about your ideals?"

Song Zhichao said with a smile: "I trust you very much!"

Qi Wanda chuckled, "Are you laughing? But this joke is quite funny, I can think about it."

"Don't you believe it?" Song Zhichao asked.

"I believe in a ghost, I have no limits on empty words."

"Well, that's right." Song Zhichao nodded, expressed his agreement, and then showed a distressed and thoughtful look. His fingers accidentally tapped the briefcase next to him and asked Qi Wanda: "So what can I do so that you can trust me?"

Qi Wanda glanced at Song Zhichao, then looked at the briefcase he was pounding, and said in a jokey tone: "This is simple. If you really believe me and think I am your best business partner, then do you dare to leave your briefcase to me for a day?"

Song Zhichao was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have never expected Qi Wanda to make such a strange request.

When Qi Wanda saw that Song Zhichao was silent, she smiled and said, "Of course, my request was a bit too much. We just met for the first time, so I asked you to make such a bold decision."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to, I won't force you... I'm working together, the most important thing is to trust each other - trust can't be bought even if you don't have much money!"

Before Qi Wanda finished speaking, Song Zhichao pushed the briefcase he was holding directly and said with a smile: "You are right. Trust can't be bought for no amount of money, and it's hard to exchange for a thousand dollars!"

Qi Wanda looked surprised and stared at her big eyes: "You really dare to leave this bag to me for safekeeping?"

"I gave it to you, I'll let you keep it." Song Zhichao's expression was sincere and his tone was firm.

A hint of emotion appeared on Qi Wanda's face, "Seldom people dare to do this, do you know?"

"I know, so I want to be the first person to eat crabs."

A hint of emotion appeared on Qi Wanda's face, and she said with a sympathy: "You know me, and I know you too."

The two looked at each other, smiling without saying a word.

...

Finally, Song Zhichao left the address and phone number of the hotel he stayed in, and told Qi Wanda that this was all his "wealth" and that he must keep it well. Then he left the ice room and bid farewell to Qi Wanda Yiyi.

Before leaving, Qi Wanda looked back from time to time, looking over Song Zhichao with great admiration.

Song Zhichao also waved to him frequently, as if he was traveling far away from his old friend for many years, and he was waving to see him off.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely go find you!" Qi Wanda finally shouted at Song Zhichao, "I want you to know that your trust in me is worth it!"

Song Zhichao's answer was, waved hard, and then waved!

The friendship between each other is constantly waving and overflowing.

...

At the corner, Qi Wanda turned around and looked around for the last time. After he was convinced that he could not see Song Zhichao, his expression of farewell that he had disappeared instantly, and he had a super happy look.

"Idiots! These mainland people are so stupid! I thought it would take a lot of effort to get the money, but I didn't expect him to come to him by himself! I'll pick him, is he brain-related?" Qi Wanda was surprised.

In fact, from the beginning when he saw Song Zhichao revealing his money in public, Qi Wanda had the idea of ​​Song Zhichao. Even if Song Zhichao didn't stop him at that time, he would find an opportunity to come to Song Zhichao.

Qi Wanda thought of many ways, including "stealing the dragon and turning the wind", making a briefcase similar to Song Zhichao, waiting for an opportunity to exchange the two bags. There is also "shouldering the sheep", inviting Song Zhichao to eat, and taking away the briefcase when he was not careful.

As a Hong Kong fraudster who has made a fuss, Qi Wanda believes that with his IQ, he will definitely get the 10,000 yuan.

But unexpectedly, he just told a joke and Song Zhichao actually handed over the briefcase to himself.

Until now, Qi Wanda still thought he was dreaming, so he pinched his face hard, well, it hurts very much.

It's true.

Look at the bag in my hand again, it’s heavy, and it’s definitely not a dream.

Holding the briefcase in his hand, his fat body turned into a very agile figure. He ran to a remote place and looked around for a few times. Seeing that there was no one, he hurriedly opened the briefcase in his hand.

Sure enough, there was a thick stack of banknotes inside.

I reached out to hold the thick banknotes and put them on the tip of my nose and smelled the banknotes. "Hahaha!" Qi Wanda was almost happy, and thought to herself, I, "Thousand Ghosts", Qi Wanda, ran away from Hong Kong to the mainland, and could still meet such an idiot - bullshit trust, can trust be used as food? Hell! Zhongyou, this fool looks very smart, but in fact he is as stupid as a pig. If you ask you to hand over the briefcase to me, you will give it to me, and you will eat shit!

Qi Wanda kissed the bills a few times, then put them carefully in her bag, barely suppressing the ecstasy in her heart, and looked around vigilantly for a few more times, then coughed, and walked out of a remote corner with her briefcase as if nothing had happened, thinking in her mind that after making so much money, where would she go tonight?

At this time, a car was coming slowly not far away. The driver poked his head out and asked him if he wanted to take the bus.

Qi Wanda wanted to escape from here as soon as possible, so she immediately rushed into the car.

After getting into the car, Qi Wanda leaned comfortably on the chair, and her fat belly exhaled, two words, comfortable.

At this time, the driver turned around and asked him where he was going?

Qi Wanda thought for a while, "Pan Yu Biandu is the most fun?"

The driver replied without hesitation: "Caesar Dance Hall!"

...

at the same time--

It was not until Qi Wanda's figure disappeared from her sight that Song Zhichao's farewell eyes changed completely, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After thinking about it, Song Zhichao walked to the convenience store not far away, asked for a public phone number, dialed a number and called.

In a moment—

"Is it Brother Jiu? I want to ask you for help if you have something to do." Song Zhichao greeted Jin Jiu on the other side of the phone with a smile, "I asked a taxi to take a friend to the dance hall to spend. Please take care of him at that time... Well, yes, he claims to be Qi Wanda, and he is from Hong Kong... He looks, he is slutty, extremely slutty!"
Chapter completed!