"The seller has no problem, but the seller probably owes some money. Now the creditors are waiting for him to sell the store to pay back the money." Han Songlin carefully put down the floor tiles, but they were broken.

Han Songcai: "That's it, okay, will you go tomorrow long?"

"Down at nine o'clock!"

"no problem!"

Han Songlin really didn't know that he had such a brilliant past before.

No one has ever told him about this.

In fact, sometimes, some things can be expressed in clear terms.

For example, Han Songlin opened a store in the county town. At the beginning, there was no such person who seemed to be out of place to buy things in his store.

Han Songlin was even more surprised.

After a while, there was such a person who came to buy it, and it was all fair transactions. Naturally, Han Songlin had no reason not to do business.

Back at the store, Liu Yuyan had already gone to the opposite Cosmic Tour to get the money back.

They are all brand new hundred-dollar bills, and they look blue and faint.

The current hundred-dollar bill is not red.

"I'll put the money on the bed! Be careful, I'll go pick Han Ting up!" Liu Yuyan said to Han Songlin in a low voice.

"I'll go and pick it up!"

Liu Yuyan stared at Han Songlin for a while: "Okay, don't buy her popsicles. Eating too much will be bad for her health!"

Han Songlin spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, I didn't even have a penny on me."

If it wasn't particularly troublesome, Han Songlin generally didn't say that he would put money on him.

This is also a habit that will bring to the future.

All paid for mobile phones, and Han Songlin had never touched the money for the longest time, which seemed to be two or three years.

Yes, it's so long!

If you go out or something, you will definitely not forget to bring a mobile phone. It has become a habit.

Now, it has been a habit that Han Songlin has adapted for a long time.

"dad!"

Han Songlin squatted slightly and picked up Han Ting.

"Are you good in kindergarten?"

Han Ting seemed very righteous: "I'm so obedient. The teacher praised me and gave me two little red flowers!"

Looking at the little red flower paper-cutting in Han Ting's hand, Han Songlin didn't know what to say.

Very contemporary!

"Yeah, it's not bad, keep going in the future!"

"Dad, you see, I have got two little red flowers. Should I give me some reward?"

Han Songlin suddenly realized that Han Ting seemed to be smarter than she thought.

What will Han Ting grow into in the future?

He really doesn't know.

After all, Han Songlin will work in Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the future, so even if Han Ting wants to see Han Songlin, she will not say she will go back to the village to see it.

"Reward, let me first talk about what you want?"

"Spicy strips!"

Spicy strips!

Han Ting pointed to a convenience store next to her. The convenience store was close to primary school. In addition to selling various stationery, it was all kinds of snacks.

A full row of snacks.

Such as fruit dan skin, spicy cubes, white rabbit milk candy, etc.

Some of them, Han Songlin has memories.

"No, your dad, I didn't bring any money when I went out today?"

Han Ting pouted, and she naturally knew that she could not buy anything without money.

She also has no money, and her money is kept by her mother.

I wanted to ask my mother for it, but my mother said she wanted to save it for her and buy new clothes in the future.

"Then you come to pick me up next time, remember to bring the money!"

Han Songlin smiled and said, "Okay, I will remember next time."

If it weren't for not bringing money, Han Songlin would have bought some to try. In my memory, the skin of the fruit is sour!

The taste is quite unique anyway.

When I was young, I always liked to eat it, and there were also the hawthorn slices.

The next day, Han Songlin carried a bag and rode a motorcycle to take Han Songcai to Yanghe.

According to the agreement, it was eleven o'clock and waiting at the entrance of Yang Shufen's hotel.

When Han Songlin arrived, a rolling shutter door in the hotel was opened and you could see that there were many people sitting in the store.

Yang Shufen sat quietly inside, staring at the ground, not knowing what she was thinking.

A man was talking to everyone.

With the arrival of Han Songlin and Han Songcai, the slightly noisy hotel suddenly became quiet.

The two people looked at each other!

Han Songlin smiled slightly, but he was not afraid of these dozen people.

Although Han Songlin didn't know his previous record, he inherited this body after all, so he naturally knew how strong he was.

When people in society fight, there is no way to make the rules, that is, they rely on their bloody courage and ruthlessness.

"Sister Yang, what's going on?"

Yang Shufen looked carefully at the man beside her, obviously waiting for him to make an idea.

"Hello, brother, I'm the owner of this store!"

"Hello, I don't know what the name is?" Han Songlin seemed a little cynical.

With his handsome face and head shape, he looks a bit evil.

Anyway, Han Songlin is not a simple person when he sees it.

For Yanghe, there are very few people who can afford to spend tens of thousands of yuan at one time.

"My name is Li Dayong!"

"It turns out that it's Brother Yong. I don't know if there is any problem with buying your store for 60,000 yuan before?"

"Li Dayong, fuck you, mom, I've been waiting here for a long time, please pay back the money!" A bald fat man with a tattoo on his body shouted, not giving Li Dayong face at all.

Han Songlin looked at Han Songcai slightly at this time. He remembered that Han Songcai would lose tens of thousands of dollars in one day in the future.

In the end, even the house in my hometown was sold.

It was bought by Uncle Songlin.

At that time, Han Songcai was really not an individual. He sold it to outsiders for 35,000 yuan, and sold it to his brother, so he was stubborn for 40,000 yuan!

Uncle Songlin finally bought it.

One day during the Chinese New Year, Uncle Songlin came back and was helpless when talking about this.

The house was built by an old man, so he could not be seen and sold to others.

Han Songlin pulled out an empty stool and sat down. It was also quite tiring to speak while standing.

If you can sit, why should you stand?

"Brother Hu, right now, right now!"

Brother Hu!

Han Songlin felt a little funny in an instant and called Brother Hu, but this guy had a cat tattooed on his body!

Very interesting!

"What the hell are you laughing at?"

Han Songlin spread his hands: "I didn't laugh at me, I just think that Brother Hu's name is quite majestic and domineering, and it matches your tattoo!"

As Han Songlin finished speaking, the people following Brother Hu couldn't help but laugh.

Who doesn’t know this? Brother Hu hates it the most because someone uses his tattoo to tell the story.

"You're looking for shit!"

As he said that, a steed move was to push Han Songlin. Before the fight, he always had to push and yell.

But Han Songlin was in charge of these things, and he just grabbed Brother Hu's fist and pinched it hard.

I don’t know if it’s because of rebirth or because Uncle Songlin himself is so powerful, but Han Songlin is quite strong anyway.

Just now, as Han Songlin tried his best, the tiger's face immediately turned red.

Then the pain was so painful that it was squatting down the ground.

"In normal times, I hate the people who call your mother the most. They look particularly ill-qualified. It will be the 21st century soon. You said, should you improve your own quality?"

Han Songlin's tricks directly shocked everyone present.

Brother Hu is nearby, so why is he also a famous figure!
Chapter completed!