"East exit of overpass, ready."
"Northwest corner under the overpass, ready"
"Southeast corner under the overpass, ready"
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"Old Wei, west entrance of Tianqiao Street, I'm ready." Mr. Chen was wearing an extremely tattered piece of clothing, which was so loose that it covered his knees. He knelt at the west exit of Tianqiao Street with a large piece of paper in front of him, which described his life story of being incurable.
"Well, I see. You look good as a beggar!" Wei Zizhou looked at Chen Sheng's classic image of a sharp man and commented on his appearance. "It seems that this side job of yours is good."
Wei Zizhou was just joking when he saw a little girl in a floral dress walking towards him. She was skipping and hopping with a small schoolbag on her back, humming, "Like a seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, swaying with the waves, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, dancing in the waves..."
When she reached the west exit of Tianqiao Street and was about to turn as usual, she caught sight of Mr. Chen, who hadn't retreated. She saw a sign that read: "No money for food... Physical and oral illness..."
"Mom," Xiao Hai's voice came from the phone, and Xu Xuening almost burst into tears.
"Good people wish you peace." Mr. Chen looked at the little girl opposite him and said a few words to send her away.
However, the little girl looked at Chen Sheng for a long time, and finally took out a brand new one-yuan coin from her pocket and put it in Chen Sheng's broken bowl.
"May good people have a peaceful life!" Mr. Chen looked at himself and saw that he had earned one yuan with this disguise. Facing the small customer in front of him, his voice raised eight octaves.
"Uncle," the little girl said seriously, holding a popsicle in one hand and standing in front of Mr. Chen. Her eyes widened as she stared at him. "Uncle, you're so unprofessional. Beggars always stand with their heads down. And they only tell people good people they'll have a peaceful life if they pay them money."
Mr. Chen was blatantly despised by the little girl.
He looked at the little girl and wanted to get rid of her quickly. He had only met naughty kids before, but he didn't expect to meet a little girl who was so serious about helping others start a business this time.
"Uncle, you are not a beggar." He was about to send the little girl away, but was stunned after hearing her words.
Mr. Chen: "Why do you say that?"
The little girl looked at him with pride, "Uncle, beggars nowadays don't wear patched clothes anymore. The clothes they wear are so clean. My mother said that what I wear is dirtier than what beggars wear. Do you think I'm dirty?"
Mr. Chen looked at the little girl. She was wearing a pink tracksuit. At first glance, it didn't look dirty, but when he looked closer, he could see that the child's food had accidentally stained her clothes. There were also marks on her clothes made by pens and watercolor pens. The dust on her pants was obviously from just sitting on the ground, and it was carried on everywhere.
Thinking that the little girl had pointed out that my clothes were not professional enough, I felt despised!
"Haha, Lao Chen, look at you, you're not even trying hard enough to pretend to be a beggar." Wei Zizhou's voice came into his ears.
Mr. Chen's face flushed instantly. He had never thought that a little girl could see through his attire. Are beggars nowadays so advanced that they don't even need to patch their clothes?
"Then what do you think I should do?" Mr. Chen looked at the little girl and felt that he needed to listen to the opinions of the people and improve his professional skills.
Hearing this, the little girl immediately sat down next to Mr. Chen and started to sing, "Uncle, aunt, brother, sister, uncle, auntie, grandpa, grandma, please have mercy on us. My father is seriously ill and has no money for treatment or medicine. Please, uncle, aunt, grandpa, grandma, please have mercy on us..."
Not only Old Chen, but also other of Chen Sheng's brothers who were lurking around heard this voice and immediately shouted into their headsets, "Did Brother Chen lose his biological daughter? Whose little girl is this? She's so familiar with me?"
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"No, she must be related to Brother Chen by blood. Otherwise, what kind of girl would help Brother Chen like this?"
Not only Old Chen, but also other of Chen Sheng's brothers who were lurking around heard this voice and immediately shouted into their headsets, "Did Brother Chen lose his biological daughter? Whose little girl is this? She's so familiar with me?"
"Hey, don't tell me, this child looks so familiar, could it be that her family survives by begging?"
"Go, stay aside and watch carefully. Don't let that kid Duan Wei get away."
Mr. Chen immediately scolded them.
"That's right, this isn't a good idea. Mr. Chen is attracting too much attention right now, and it's easy for Duan Wei to become suspicious. All of you, look carefully around here to see if there's anyone lurking here."
"It's almost dark, and Duan Wei hasn't arrived yet. We've been hanging around here for more than four hours."
"Wait, as long as he still wants 5 million, he will definitely show up." Wei Zizhou said affirmatively to the few people crouching.
"Then what should I do?"
"That's right, this isn't a good idea. Mr. Chen is attracting too much attention right now, and it's easy for Duan Wei to become suspicious. All of you, look carefully around here to see if there's anyone lurking here."
Mr. Chen became anxious. He didn't expect that the business would come immediately after the child shouted like that. Many people came over and threw money into the broken bowl on the ground, including a large 50-yuan bill.
"Should I chase this kid away?" Mr. Chen asked uncertainly.
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