He said, well, call me if you need anything
I still can’t sleep after talking.
Chan is a blessed man because he can always fall asleep.
A few days later, I went to Buji wholesale market and entered the oil painting. When I came back, I was caught in a traffic jam not far from Guangzhou Petrochemical Plant. I found a car on the right lawn about 13 meters away from me.
It’s a modern car. It’s not a high-end car. It’s cheaper than a Japanese car, but it must be a very special modern car when you see a modern car more stylish than a Mercedes-Benz and more athletic than a BMW.
My eyes were fixed on the modern car, and I could no longer smell the suffocating exhaust of the road or hear the drivers yelling at me for looking at the car so quietly.
A man in a white suit, a tall and handsome man walking slowly on the grass with his hands behind his back, is a petite girl beside him. The girl is wearing a short white skirt with a goose yellow beautiful head and a unique hat. It seems that the wind blows her hat up and floats in the air, and then you can see a necklace around her neck. The necklace is made up of more than a dozen small ropes. At the end of the necklace is a small black wooden sign. This wooden sign reminds me of the black wooden sign in the legendary swordsman.
The tall and handsome man runs in the wind and moves very quickly like an African grass cheetah. Before the girl’s hat landed, it was about 30 centimeters from the grass. He grabbed the hat accurately. His face was sunny and he smiled. He went back and put his hands on the girl. Slowly, he put the hat on the girl’s head, and his hand pressed slightly so that it would not fly away again. In the wind, he smiled like a bell.
I don’t know when my mouth is full of oil paintings.
I bit the oil painting in my mouth and propped up my cheeks on both sides. I stared at the scroll with both hands. My head was holding a bong, breathing through the nose and breathing in my mouth. It was an old bellows. I watched them walk slowly on the grass and walk away.
The car rolled, and the girl turned around, and I saw that her eyes were still so dark, like the only star in the night. She just passed by, and her eyes were full of naughty smiles. She was talking to a tall and straight man with her head on her side. Could she be saying, Cheng Ye, look at that man with a strange thing in his mouth? Does it look like a dog?
People like Mr. Fish shouldn’t face life alone.
Why, people like you are really disappointing. Go to your room.
Remember, Mr. Fish is a man with no merits at all.
The faster the car went, the more I clung to the oil painting and retched, and almost suffocated. I don’t know why the car restarted, but I stuffed the scroll into my mouth like a fool, as if the oil painting had become the most delicious chocolate bar in the world, and as if I had become a snake that could swallow things without effort. When the scroll reached the deep part of my throat, my eyes were black. I finally realized that I was dying. I leaned over and heard a sharp brake, and then my hands were grabbed and my back was hit hard.
I was held in my seat and barely opened my eyes to see the driver looking at me, sir. You were possessed.
I waved my hand wearily and said nothing.
The window was blown in my face by strong hot air.
He or she will still be together, and I calmly think that two people have the same family background and are from the same country. He is tall, handsome, smart and rich.
I swallowed a few mouthfuls of water to moisten my throat and told the driver that my journey was corn and potatoes.
What is the driver startled about?
I said I wanted to go back to my hometown to cultivate land.
He said the idea sounded good.
I said that when a person is born, another person will wait for him in the distance. I should have a chance to find a simple and healthy girl. In summer night, she can sit in the melon shed and give me the soles. In spring, I can hold her hand and watch the mountains and rivers.
He said this.
I said I always hope people can’t be too pessimistic, man. Don’t complain and sigh about life.
Chapter 20 One after another
When the car entered Tianhe, my mood finally calmed down. I told myself that since it was over, I should let my family and friends have a better life and let them not worry about it. When the phone rang for a few times, it stopped ringing. I saw it and it seemed that it was another Cantonese dialect.
I get this kind of inexplicable words every day when I reconnect from my mobile phone. Every two hours, it’s a storm, and it’s no exception. It’s more sensitive than an alarm clock. I called back many times and the other party always said it was a wrong number.
Every night at twelve o’clock, I hear a word, and at two o’clock, I hear another one at four o’clock, and it just keeps ringing. It’s just that the vibration function of this mobile phone has failed after several repairs, and I am disturbed by the harsh bell every time. These words are different in Guangzhou. Is it harassment to count dozens of different numbers carefully? It’s not quite like the fact that men and women are old and young because they call me.
The car finally arrived at the door of the shop, and I vaguely saw many people in the shop. The driver helped me move the goods in.
Can is sweating profusely in greeting guests. Strangely, the girl named Xiao Qi is also in the store, and she doesn’t seem to be shopping, but rather helping Can sell things. The guests are five white people who are working hard in Can Xiao Qi. They finally bought some calligraphy and painting. After the guests left, the store was a little quiet.
I asked Can what was going on.
Can blushed for a long time and didn’t say a word. Finally, Xiao Qi came and explained.
Laican sat in the store for a whole day yesterday and didn’t make a deal. At 7 o’clock in the evening, the three girls from Xiao Qi went to the Congress nightclub and turned to the small shop to blow them. Soon after they came in, the guests came to the small shop and told them that they couldn’t do business. Xiao Qi took the initiative to help Can and finally sold three paintings.
Today, Xiao Qi has nothing to do during the day, so he came to help.
While listening to Xiao Qi, I asked Can to hang a few paintings and move the rest of the goods to the attic.
Xiao Qi said, boss, don’t blame Mr. Li. I ran over.
I asked her if she told you her name.
Xiao Qi blushed and said that he was terribly earthy. It took him a long time to tell me his name.
I said, Miss Xiao Qi, thank you for your help. If Chan is here alone, she may not be able to do any business. You know what? I’ll come to see the store tonight and ask Chan to invite you to dinner.
Xiao Qi smiled. Mr. Li has thanked me. He sent me some paintings, which are Matsuzaka and Meijun.
I am speechless. I can sell these paintings for at least 2000 yuan. I can send them wherever I say, and the store will be ruined like a businessman.