Cheng Ke looked at the little man playing DV and watched it for almost ten seconds. He gritted his teeth and walked over.

When I bent down and was about to pick up money, someone shouted behind me: "Oh!"

Cheng Ke didn't look back. When he heard the engine movement, he wanted to tug his head.

I don’t know if it was because he was too focused, and he didn’t even notice that a car drove over and stopped. This sound really made him extremely embarrassed.

The sound was quite magnetic, he could hear it, it was the scar just now.

"Are you really doing this hundred dollars?" Scar's voice was filled with pleasure. If he looked back, he would definitely see the smile on his face.

"Pick it up, hurry up," said Scar, "and it's time for someone to pick it up."

Cheng Ke straightened his waist and turned around: "Let's leave it to those who need it more."

"Hmm?" Scar leaned against the car window and looked at him.

"Go and pick it up," said Cheng Ke, "Don't go for a waste of time."

Scar smiled, touched a cigarette, took out a lighter and lit it: "There is a wallet inside, it's yours, right?"

Cheng Ke didn't say anything.

"I didn't treat you as a rag," Scar spit out a thin cigarette. "I've picked up all the time when I've spoken."

"Give it to me." Cheng Ke said.

"What?" Scar looked at him.

"Lighter." Cheng Ke said.

Scar was stunned for a moment and handed over the lighter in his hand: "It's illegal to burn money, and it's just that one, it's not too arrogant if it's burned."

Cheng Ke took out the cigarette and lit it, and put the lighter in his pocket.

Scar looked at his pocket.

"Thank you." Cheng Ke nodded at him.

Scar didn't say anything, and touched his pocket for a while, then handed over another card: "You are in trouble, this young master, this is my business card. If you have any help, you can call me."

Cheng Ke stood still and did not move.

Scar said again: "My name is Jiang Yuduo, just call me third brother."

Jiang Yuduo? Third brother?

Cheng Ke still stood still and didn't move.

"Damn you, do you have any winks? This is the third brother! This is the third brother's territory!" The person who was driving leaned over and pointed at him, "The third brother has said this, why are you pretending to be aloof?"

Territory?

Cheng Ke remembered his previous one-on-one fight with this third brother, a boss who could fight with someone and roll on the trash can, and returned to the territory?

Are you in charge of the 7749 trash cans here? One of them was crushed by the boss himself just now.

Cheng Ke couldn't help but look up at the third brother named Jiang Yuduo seriously.

I haven't worn a hat now. I look like I'm in my early twenties, just an ordinary handsome guy, but the ruthlessness on my face makes people still a little wary, maybe it's because of the scar's blessing.

"Hold it," Jiang Yuduo shook his finger at him with the card, "It's okay to leave more retreats in everything."

Cheng Ke hesitated for two seconds and took the card from him.

Just as he looked down, Jiang Yuduo closed the window and drove away.

Cheng Ke glanced at the card, then raised his head suddenly, and glared in the direction of the car for a long time.

Isn't this person really a mental illness?

He couldn't help but look down at the card in his hand again.

He has received countless business cards, such as exquisite, casual, business-style, elite-style, and stream of consciousness-style... This is the first time he has received a cigarette shell-style style.

The "business card" that Jiang Yuzhao gave him was cut out of a cigarette shell, no, to be precise, a hard shell paper.

There are three words written in a ballpoint pen on it, Jiang Yuduo.

Below is a mobile phone number.

This level! This specification!

It looks like a convenience store owner is just a casual accounting tool. I’m afraid that only 49 trash cans will only occupy 20% of the shares!

"Third brother," Chen Qing turned to Jiang Yuduo's face while driving, "Are you okay? You don't snatch things, why are you doing this trip?"

"Tell me and take a look." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...what are you looking at?" Chen Qing was puzzled, and nodded again. "I'm practicing my own judgment. I just looked carefully. This person must not be a rag picker. He dressed very carefully and looked like a young man..."

"Look at the road." Jiang Yuduo interrupted him.

"Okay." Chen Qing turned his head and stared forward. When Jiang Yuduo wanted to remind him, he had turned on the red light.

"I'll give you twenty dollars," Jiang Yuduo pinched his eyebrows, "Can you go and see your brain?"

"What's the point of thinking for twenty yuan?" Chen Qing said.

"You don't know how to stop at the red light!" Jiang Yushu slapped him on the back of his head, "Fifteen yuan is enough to see!"

"Fuck!" Chen Qing shouted, "I didn't pay attention!"

Jiang Yuduo slapped him on the back of the head again: "I'll give you five more buffets for breakfast!"

"It's okay," Chen Qing thought for a while, "The car is from Old Gui Yang, please hand it over. He is doing it day by day, and he is almost able to open the annual card, so he probably won't remember it."

Jiang Yuduo sighed.

"Do you go back directly?" Chen Qing asked, "I'll send you back and play two laps of cards with your sister."

"Yes." Jiang Yuduo responded.

"Where is the cat?" Chen Qing asked again, "It's not delicious at such a young age, do you have to keep it first?"

"How the hell can I grow up with you?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "I didn't let you die?"

"We're so hard," Chen Qing laughed. "If you didn't fish me out of the river that time, I would have died."

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything and turned to look out the window.

"That young master just now," Chen Qing said, "Do you want to save me and get some benefits in the future?"

Jiang Yuduo still didn't say anything.

"You're right. Anyway, it doesn't seem like someone sent you to trouble you," Chen Qing didn't need his response and analyzed it on his own, "But you didn't ask him what his name is, what's the situation now...why would I ask a few people to follow me?"

"You might as well go over and tell him directly." Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him.

Chen Qing laughed: "Okay, I understand, it can't be that obvious."

Cheng Ke felt that he had little understanding of life, or if he didn't give him that much face, he was quite useless.

For example, what should I do when I only have one hundred yuan and a ** on my body.

Apart from sitting in McDonald in a daze, he couldn't think of a second plan.

But it's okay. There are not many people in McDonald at this moment. There are a few passengers with luggage and three or five students lying on the table to do the questions. No one speaks. It's quite quiet and warm.

Cheng Ke looked at the cup of coffee in front of him and yawned.

Sleepy.

I have washed my face twice before. The first time I washed a hole on my face that was snatched by Jiang Yu. The second time I felt dizzy when I was baked by the heating.

Cheng Ke touched the corner of his eyes, and there was a large hole. He was not afraid of pain. When he was a child, he fought with Cheng Yi and was smashed into his head with a stool. After several stitches, he endured it and didn't say a word.

But the magical thing is that until now, he has not felt the pain in his face now.

This is not a question of whether he can endure the pain. It may be that he was punched and paralyzed.

Cheng Ke lowered his head and smiled at the coffee, and lay down on the table.

Or if there is something else, other pain, covering up the insignificant pain caused by this insignificant wound on your face.

This is the first time Cheng Ke has slept in this position outside the bedroom, and he has fallen asleep.

Not only did I fall asleep, but I also dreamed.

From the father's words "Respect and caution" in the distant memory, it means "Ke" to the end of "Jiang Yuduo" written in a blue ballpoint pen.

It is said that dreams should be very long. If you want to name it, you can call it "My Little First Half of Life", but there are many plots in the middle that are ruthlessly cut off because they are overly repetitive and meaningless, so it feels like a few shots are over.

When Cheng Ke opened his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh. If it weren't for this dream, he wouldn't have expected that his life for more than 20 years would be so boring.

There were already many people around him, carrying the dishes, and when Cheng Ke looked up, he instantly met several unsatisfied gazes.

He took a look at the time. With such a current situation, such an environment, and such a posture, he could sleep until after eight in the morning. I wonder if it was a supernatural ability.

He got up and left the table, went to the toilet, washed his face and felt that he was not awake, a little dazed, and his steps were floating, and he always had the illusion that he had not yet completely woken up from that shriveled and boring dream.

I didn't have a direction to go out. There was a small supermarket opposite. He went in, bought ** mouthwash and went back to McDonald.

In fact, just rinse a few bites on the side of the road, but he still wanted to distinguish himself from a homeless man.

When I came out again, I felt much more awake.

Cheng Ke stood by the roadside, and suddenly felt the confusion that he had last night, and was stunned for a long time.

He wants to go and replenish a bank card, withdraw money, buy a mobile phone, and add a number... In fact, he doesn't know how much money he has in his bank card. Anyway, he always has money when using it, but he does not have much expenses, so he only buys two clothes for a meal.

Cheng Ke suddenly felt a little confused. What if it was just the money to buy two clothes for a meal?

No, no, it shouldn't be that although he is a waste, in the eyes of the whole family, he is not even as good as Cheng Yi's little fingernail, but he still makes a fortune.

Not to...

Cheng Ke turned around and wanted to walk towards the intersection, and planned to find a bank to ask how to do it first.

Before he could take a step, his shoulders collided with a man coming towards him.

"You're fucking blind!" the man cursed.
To be continued...