Lin Xiaohua smell speech, turn head to see to gold shop owner, "are you?" After she got out of high school, she didn't go back to the village until she graduated from university. Her mother died long ago, and her father died when she was in middle school. There was no one in her family. Her tuition and living expenses were supported by her odd jobs and scholarships.
"I'm Li Dabao. Don't you remember me? I bullied you when I was a kid. " The gold shop owner said with a smile.
"It's you Lin Xiaohua looked at Song Qingfeng with a smile, "Mr. Song, do you remember Li Dabao? At that time, he often bullied me. You often let him stand outside. " Time flies. Ten years have passed in a flash.
"Mr. Song?" Li Dabao looked at Song Qingfeng and looked at him carefully. He was surprised. "It's really Mr. Song. How are you still alive? Oh, I'm sorry! I said something wrong. Don't take it to heart. " Over the years, he often thinks of Mr. Song. It's a pity that he left so young. I didn't expect that Mr. Song was still alive.
Song Qingfeng shook his head with a smile, "is this shop your own?" Time flies. At the beginning, a group of young people have grown up and have their own career.
"Yes, Mr. Song, are you free now? It's time for dinner. I'll treat you to a meal with Xiaohua. " Lin Dabao said with a smile. After many years, it's not easy to see the former teachers and classmates. It's a pity not to get together.
Lin Xiaohua looks at Song Qingfeng. She also hopes to have a meal with Mr. Song. She wanted to know where Mr. Song had gone all these years and how he came back now.
Song Qingfeng nodded, "I'm just going to buy some clothes and food. You'll accompany me to the mall first, and then we'll have dinner." He saw in the mirror that his family was living a hard life. He wanted to buy some food for them.
"Good." Lin Xiaohua and Li Dabao nodded with a smile.
"Sir! Your ticket has been opened The waiter walks up to song Qingfeng and hands him the ticket. I didn't expect that this ragged man was the boss's teacher. I can't see it.
"Mr. Song, it turns out that the piece of gold belongs to you. This is one hundred and sixteen thousand. Have a look." Li Dabao hands the bag to song Qingfeng. He was just thinking that Mr. Song must have a bad life dressed like this. He was also thinking about whether to give some money to Mr. Song. Unexpectedly, the piece of gold belonged to Mr. Song.
Song Qingfeng took the money and held it in his hand, "shall we go now?"
Li Dabao nodded and looked at the two waiters. "I'm going out. Qiangzi has gone to see a doctor. Be careful in the shop." He read the news yesterday that there was a gold shop in the county where two robbers were robbed of a lot of gold and silver jewelry.
"All right." The two waiters nodded. They also read the news yesterday. They were just talking about it. After reading the news yesterday, they felt a little uneasy. Now when the boss says so, they are even more uneasy.
"Let's go." Lin Dabao walked out of the counter and said to song Qingfeng and Lin Xiaohua. It can't be so coincidental. The gold shop that was robbed is far away from him, and the robbers in the daytime dare not.
"Well." Song Qingfeng and Lin Xiaohua nodded and walked out of the store with Lin Dabao.
Just at this time, two famous middle-aged men, Gao Ma Da, walked into the store and happened to pass by song Qingfeng.