nosy on you

Guest officer, I chased you for two blocks

Gu Xi's mood was the same as yesterday's stock market opened up and down, and even fell by the limit at one point.

When he entered the door, he saw Xie Xiaochuan and Shen Xu sitting in a booth next to the background wall in the corner, with two cups of bottomless coffee in front of them, and half-eaten ice and fire pineapple buns on the table.

The two looked at him tacitly, and after a few seconds, they turned their heads and smiled for a long time.

"Did you become a thief last night? Where did you steal the clothes?" Xie Xiaochuan held back for a while and asked solemnly.

"Get lost." Gu Xi sat down next to him, flipped through a few pages of the menu, and ordered a cup of Americano coffee and a sandwich.

Shen Xu took out a mobile phone from his bag and handed it over: "Running so fast, I didn't even bring my mobile phone. Are you scared by Miss Sister's enthusiasm? Let me tell you, after you left, she cried miserably. Those who didn't know thought you did something to her."

Brothers who have been around for many years, they still have some understanding of this. If Gu Xi didn't directly express that he wanted to leave early, the two of them would usually wait until noon at the earliest business location on this street, and if they couldn't do it, they would go to his house.

"Fart..." Gu Xi stuffed her phone into her pocket without even looking at it, "With her pink face, if she shed a single tear, she could rush out of the Mariana Trench, and she wouldn't be able to fill it back all night. You two can sit still without being picky."

"That's what you said..." Shen Xu choked with laughter, "It's just a drink, and I didn't force you to raise your eyebrows with others."

Although Shen Xu likes to flirt, he is still very measured in this point. His father is the deputy director of the Western District Public Security Bureau. As long as he dares to do something out of the ordinary, his father will dare to kill his relatives righteously.

Xie Xiaochuan's cell phone rang, he glanced at the screen, and walked out of the store while connecting.

Gu Xi touched his trouser pocket and frowned.

tsk...

Forgot to ask for a phone call or WeChat.

Forget it, anyway, we have an appointment for dinner tomorrow.

He gnawed on the sandwich, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time. Xie Xiaochuan didn't return to his seat until he ate half of it.

"What...what's so funny?" Xie Xiaochuan hesitated for a while, then turned the subject a little bluntly.

"Get down to business." Gu Xi put away his smile and stared at his phone.

"My friend said that someone saw Luo Qi in a small town where they were..." Xie Xiaochuan immediately added, "But I don't know if he has left now."

Gu Xi suddenly stopped chewing, and threw half of the sandwich onto the plate: "When did it happen?"

"Yesterday afternoon..." Xie Xiaochuan said, "Do you need my friend to help me find it?"

"I'll go there by myself." Gu Xi took out his phone to check the nearest flight information.

"Shen Xu is going to work, I'll go with you." Xie Xiaochuan tapped his finger on the table twice.

"No... really no need." Yan Jing shook his head and waved his hands back a few steps.

"Don't push me away..." Boss Zhou stuffed a red envelope into his trouser pocket forcefully, "Take it, let me borrow it from you, you may not be able to go to work immediately after the interview, and there are one or two more after the salary is paid. Month, you have to spend money on food and rent.”

Yan Jing tightly held the red envelope in his hand, his eyes were a little hot: "Thank you boss, I will return the money to you as soon as possible."

"Don't worry..." Boss Zhou patted him on the shoulder, "I really miss you two, if you need help in the future, just ask, don't be shy."

Boss Zhou was not a few years older than him, and he was easy to talk to. Although the salary was not high, he was rigorous but happy to do it.

After returning to the cage and sleeping until after one o'clock in the afternoon, he woke up and ate some milk and bread. When he was washing up, he saw the red underpants again. The morning flag-raising scene was replayed in a loop.

This is the first time he helped someone else wash their underwear...

Why!

Forget it, no matter what, I also charged someone else's laundry fee.

It's not time to get off work, there are not many people in the square, Yan Yan takes out his mobile phone and enters the password directly, the web page he opened half an hour ago is still on the screen, DIOR white, cotton poplin, or Icon logo shirt...

Even the price is 5500?

9000 for a pair of black trousers? !

He opened the photo album in shock, and compared it with the photo of Gu Xi's shirt hanging outside the toilet window that he took casually when he went out. Although the style was slightly different, the logo on the collar was exactly the same.

I have never heard of Dior, I only know that the car logo with four circles is called Audi.

The rigorous heart is flustered, and even wants to run home in one breath and put away the clothes, then take a suitcase with a lock and lock it, and carry it wherever you go, if you lose it, you will not be able to pay for it if you don’t eat or drink for half a year rise.

I can't remember what words were printed on the red pants.

Probably not cheap either.

The people in the village in the city probably haven't seen much of the world, so they can't see the value.

He could only keep comforting himself with this thought, the takeaway dinner didn’t taste good, and he lost his mind when bagging the customers a few times, almost missed something, and was scolded a few times .

At around nine o'clock in the evening, a young man came into the store. His hairstyle was a little longer than that of the inch cut, and his bangs were flying forward. Maybe she was wearing the same brand as Gu Xi.

The man was quite tall, about the same build as Gu Xi, at least 1.8 meters [-] and walked up, carrying a black briefcase in his hand, walked around and stopped in front of the potato chips shelf.

One bag, two bags, three bags...

He took more than a dozen bags of Lay's chicken sauce tomato flavored potato chips one after another, and they were still oversized. He couldn't hold them in his hands and still piled them in his arms. After dropping them a few times, he had to put the briefcase on the shelf first. next to the ground.

This is how much I love to eat, and I am not afraid of getting angry.

Rigorous wanted to laugh, and hurried over with a shopping basket: "Hello, how much do you want, I'll get it for you."

"Sorry, I didn't see the basket just now..." The potato chip man smiled awkwardly, then glanced at the shelf, "Can you take them all down for me?"

This man was quite handsome, with unlined eyebrows, high nose bridge, long and narrow eyes that shone with provocative light for a long time, and exuded an aura of "I'm rich".

"Yes..." Yan Yan pointed to the cash register, "You can take the one in your hand first."

"Thank you." The potato chip man took another bottle of mineral water from the freezer and waited to pay the bill together.

"If I knew you bought so much, I would have moved the whole box to the warehouse for you, and it would be cheaper..." Yan Yan walked to the recycling counter with a full basket, and regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

How can anyone who runs a store suspect that customers are buying too much, and even take the initiative to tell them that they can save money.

Sure enough, it's not for sale.

"This bottle of water is for you to drink." After counting the quantity, he pointed the scanning gun at the package and beeped, then tapped the keyboard to change the quantity to 23, and pulled three oversized shopping bags before barely stuffing it.

"You're so polite, next time I'll just buy it by the box..." The potato chip man smiled and paid, and the phone sang in his hand, "Hey, she ran out in a fit of anger again? Okay... I know she will go where……"

I don't know who ran away, he didn't take anything, he ran out with his phone in hand.

"Hey!" Yan Jing yelled, and he had already gone out and turned left and disappeared. Looking at the three shopping bags piled up on the cash register, he was a little dumbfounded.

Put it in the warehouse, maybe I will come back to get it later, I have to replenish the goods first.

Glancing at the empty shelf, the black briefcase on the ground was still lying there quietly. Although I don't know what's in it, the workmanship and material of this bag are not cheap at first glance, at least it is better than Mu Xue's favorite pair of briefcases. G brand canvas bags are more expensive.

If the other party said that 10,000+ was missing in the bag, it would be really confusing.

Rigorously carrying a briefcase in one hand and a shopping bag in the other, he rushed out of the store, turned his head and said hello to the young lady in the milk tea shop, and ran to the main road on the left.

When he chased him to the intersection, the potato chip man opened the door of a black BMW sedan less than [-] meters ahead on the side of the road.

Halfway through the car, the car had already pulled out of the parking space, and Yan Jing hurriedly wrote down the license plate number, only seeing three digits in a hurry. Fortunately, there was a traffic light not far away, and the traffic flow was relatively large.

This street is in the opposite direction to Bar Street. The night wind is mixed with dust and car exhaust. There are not many people pressing the road, only a few overtime dogs rushing home holding their breath.

The BMW ran into a red light at the first crossroads, and he was walking behind with a few bags of potato chips. Those who didn't know it thought that this man had just been robbed, and he didn't even let go of snacks. I'm about to catch up...

Hold!What a green light!

The BMW slammed the accelerator and jumped out again, scolded a few words rigorously, and ran faster, his heart beating wildly so that the eardrums were beating, and the noise around him was shattered.

The second traffic light was very close and had just turned red.

The potato chip man probably saw the lunatic chasing the car in the rearview mirror, and opened the car window to take a look when the seconds counted down.

"419... wait, that... 419!" Panting, Yan Jing rushed to the position where the sidewalk and the car window were at the same level, and shouted while gesticulating, "Stand aside... 419!"

The car stopped on the side of the road after passing the traffic light, and the potato chip man poked his head out in shock: "What did you say?"

"What? I asked you to pull over." Yan Jing took a few breaths before he could speak smoothly.

"No..." The potato chip man looked at him vigilantly, as if he didn't intend to open the door and get out of the car, "The number you just shouted."

"419..." Yan Jing looked at him inexplicably, "Isn't this the ending number of your license plate?"

The potato chip man almost lost his temper from laughing, and immediately got out of the car. It took him a long time to straighten up, "Can you memorize the four numbers together anyway? It's 1419..."

He froze halfway through the speech.

"Is there a difference?" Yan Jing was sweating profusely, his bangs were glued to his forehead, and handed over the things in his hand unhappily, "Did you buy this car with a loan shark? You don't know if you run so fast. I thought you were avoiding debts."

"Oh, I'm sorry..." The potato chip man put the shopping bag and briefcase in the back seat of the car without even looking at them, "You chased me for half a street just to deliver my bag? Actually, I can do it next time." When passing by, go to the store to pick up..."

Yan Jing immediately interrupted him: "Don't do it next time. If something is missing, no one can tell. You'd better check it in person. I haven't opened that bag."

"Okay, listen to you..." The potato chip man gave him a meaningful look, opened the bag and pulled it inside a few times, "You haven't opened it, and if you really lost something, you still can't tell."

Yan Jing opened his mouth in surprise, and took two steps back.

"Don't be nervous, everything is here..." The potato chip man took out a few bundles of hundred-dollar bills from his bag and flicked them out, and handed over a few, "Money is secondary, but there is a document that needs to be paid for the meeting tomorrow morning." Yes, thank you."

"You're welcome, it should be..." Yan Jing didn't pick it up, and put his hands behind his back, "What are you doing with so much cash, put it away quickly, and you're not afraid of attracting thieves if you show off your wealth on the road?"

The potato chip man was obedient, he packed the money and put it back in the back seat: "I promised to give my sister a custom-made microphone, and the money is for her."

What kind of microphone costs tens of thousands? !

The brain circuit of the rich is really different from that of the poor...

"Isn't it all paid by mobile phone now?" Yan Jing frowned in confusion.

"My sister has a habit..." The potato chips man explained to him patiently, "Whenever the transaction amount exceeds [-] yuan, she likes to use cash, saying that only in this way can she receive and spend money realistically."

Show off your wealth!

He nodded rigorously and perfunctorily, and asked again: "Why did you react so strongly just now, does the number 419 have any special meaning?"

The potato chip man laughed: "419 is translated into English as fouronenine, and its homonym is foronenight, which means one-night stand. I thought you were inviting me."

What the hell? !

Fortunately, I didn't remember all the last four digits. Isn't 1419 a homonym for "want a one-night stand"!

Thinking that he was like a pervert just now, chasing a luxury car all over the street and yelling tiger and wolf words several times, Yan Yan suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body rushed to his forehead, and his face was so hot that he could fry an egg.

invite?Such jokes are not so funny when they are met for the first time, and they are still a man, a well-dressed man.

O kept his mouth shut for a long time and didn't say a word. Fortunately, the phone rang in time to save him from embarrassment.

The lion's roar of the young lady in the milk tea shop can be heard clearly without turning on the loudspeaker: "Little cutie, you have chased to Antarctica, right? I'm getting back—”

Yan Jing hung up the phone before his ears were deafened.

Before the potato chip man could speak, he turned around and ran back: "I have to go back to look at the store, goodbye—"