Liang Jian: Brother Yunlong, I, Wei Dayong, have been promoted again

Chapter 167
When the little boy heard such a good thing, he naturally nodded repeatedly, and readily agreed to Wei Dayong's request.

Wei Dayong picked out a pack of cigarettes from his cigarette case, asked someone on the side of the road to borrow a pen, opened the cigarette case, and wrote a few small characters on the inside of the lid.

"Dangerous, return quickly!"

After finishing writing, Wei Dayong closed the lid again and handed the cigarette back to the little boy's hand.

"Little brother, after a while, after you go in, find a thin, bespectacled man in a coffee shop, in a brown suit, with a traitorous head..."

"Uncle, what is a traitor..."

"...Just look for a man in a brown suit, dark red tie, and glasses. Opposite him, there should be someone else sitting!"

The little boy nodded and quickly wrote down the characteristics of the person Wei Dayong was looking for.

"Remember, when you find him, sell him the pack of cigarettes I just took!

If he doesn't want to buy it, just tell him, 'Your father is seriously ill, I know you are under a lot of pressure, let's smoke a cigarette to relieve fatigue! '"

Children's memory is really good, Wei Dayong just said it once, and the little boy selling cigarettes memorized it all.

Wei Dayong took out the cigarette money from his pocket and handed it to the child's hand.

"You keep your word, when you sell him cigarettes, you can still charge him another share of cigarette money.

In this way, you will receive two copies! "

The little boy nodded excitedly, waved goodbye to Wei Dayong, and walked towards the door of the coffee shop.

But as soon as the little man stepped into the coffee shop, he was pushed out by the waiter of the coffee shop.

"Go away, little beggar!

Don't you even look at what kind of place this is, and it's something that people like you can afford? "

The little boy turned and glanced in the direction where Wei Dayong was standing. Although he was just a kid selling cigarettes, he had to get things done for others after receiving money from others!
This is his belief in life at a young age.

"I'm not here to spend money with you!

I'm here to deliver cigarettes to your guests! "

"Send cigarettes?

Do not make jokes!
Smoking is not allowed in our cafe, and all the customers know it!
Do you think everyone is like you, ignorant and uneducated!
Go, go, if you don't leave, I'll call someone to chase you away! "

The waiter in the coffee shop pushed the child twice again while talking, Wei Dayong from a distance looked a little anxious.

If you are here, you must teach this snob a lesson!
But soon, the little boy successfully entered the cafe.

He took out a small part of the cigarette money that Wei Dayong gave him just now, handed it to the waiter, and then said.

"Here is my tip for you, now please lead me to my seat!"

Although this kid is not pleasing to the eye, no one can have trouble with money.

In addition, when he made a move, there was only half a pack of cigarette money, which meant that he must have a lot of money in his pocket!

After all, the children who sold cigarettes in those days basically didn't even have a fixed site. If they could sell one or two packs of cigarettes a day, they were already Amitabha...

With this in mind, the waiter immediately put on a mechanical smile, led the little boy, and walked into the house.

After the little boy entered the coffee shop, he naturally didn't go to the seat with the waiter honestly, but carried his own big box of cigarettes and went to the toilet!

While walking through the cafe, he quickly noticed Liang Bin sitting at the corner of the wall, and opposite him, sat a man with a mustache.

The little man looked around, but no one paid him special attention.

As for the waiter just now, after collecting the tip, he wiggled his way behind the front desk and went to work, still humming an unpleasant tune...

The little man plucked up his courage, walked up to Liang Bin, and opened his cigarette box.

"Mr. Liang, I hope you can think carefully about my suggestion..."

Sitting opposite Liang Bin was Saito Taijun whom he kept shouting in the warehouse in the afternoon.

Seeing someone approaching, Saito naturally stopped the conversation between the two.

Although the communication between the two is in Japanese, there is no guarantee that people who are close to them will not be able to understand the content.

However, after seeing that the visitor was just a child, Saito naturally relaxed his guard quickly.

"Sir, buy a pack of cigarettes!"

The little boy showed the dazzling array of cigarettes in his suitcase in front of Liang Bin, but he had already placed the cigarette with Wei Dayong's writing on it closest to his right hand before entering the door.

Although the appearance of the little boy did not arouse Saito's excessive vigilance, it was naturally inconvenient for him to talk to Liang Bin when someone interrupted him.

"Children! You, hurry up and leave!"

In this coffee shop, Saito did not drive away the children selling cigarettes, trying to maintain his image as a decent person.

Liang Bin was desperate at this time, so he could only pin all his hopes on the devil.

Seeing that Saito didn't like the child in front of him, Liang Bin naturally tried to persuade him and wanted to send him away quickly.

"Young man, you go first!

If it doesn't work, go outside and wait for me. I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes when I go out later! "

Hearing this, the little boy naturally remembered Wei Dayong's previous words.

So, he repeated the words Wei Dayong taught him exactly.

After hearing this, Liang Bin and Saito were obviously confused.

"Mr. Liang, is your father still alive?"

Liang Bin shook his head. Both his parents died when he was ten years old, and he was taken in by Mei Fangting when he was 12 years old when he was homeless.

If we really talk about father, I am afraid that only Mei Fangting can bear this title!

Thinking of this, Liang Bin seemed a little touched.

Looking at the little boy in front of him, although he was a few years older than he was when he wandered around in those days, the experiences of the two of them in this troubled world are exactly the same...

"Your father knows that you have been under a lot of pressure recently, so let's smoke a cigarette to relieve fatigue!"

After the little boy finished speaking, Liang Bin's body trembled slightly as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Mr. Liang, are you okay?"

Saito observed Liang Bin's strange reaction, wondering what connection he had with the child in front of him.

But his intuition told Saito that what the child in front of him said to Liang Bin seemed to contain some information that he didn't know...

To be on the safe side, Saito called the waiter and drove the child away to prevent him from having too much contact with Liang Bin.

"stop!"

Just when the waiter grabbed the little boy by his arms and tried to drag him out of the door, Liang Bin suddenly stood up and stopped him.

"Isn't it just a pack of cigarettes? I'll buy it before you leave!"

Liang Bin took out a big bill from his pocket and handed it to the little boy...

(End of this chapter)