The old man got stuck.
They can't get in, and they can't get out.
Half of its body is outside, and half of its body is inside.
One hand was outside, and the other hand was stuck inside.
He was still muttering curses under his breath: "..." (The language here is too strong, so the profanities are omitted!)
Wang Qiang laughed. What a stubborn fool!
He reached out and slapped the old man, knocking his dentures out of his mouth.
Ouch!
The old man never expected that Wang Qiang would actually dare to do it.
He shouted loudly.
"Don't leave, pay me 200,000 yuan."
Wang Qiang slapped the old man again, drawing blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You little brat, wait here, someone's coming!"
Wang Qiang looked at the old man, who was still stubborn, and couldn't help but admire him a little. Even at this point, he still couldn't see the situation clearly.
What an old wall lamp!
"Old Lamp, one more time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man realized that he had simply encountered a ruthless person this time.
He wanted to call for help via walkie-talkie, but he was stuck in the car window!
"You should enjoy yourself here!"
They pulled the old man out of the car, then took off his belt and tied him to a tree by the roadside! Then they pulled the old man's pants down to his feet.
Now he can't run away even if he wants to!
Wang Qiang then got on the tricycle.
"Thanks, I'll pay you back!"
Wang Qiang rode his tricycle forward.
More and more cars are appearing on the road.
As we approached the city, a man and a woman stopped the car by the roadside.
Wang Qiang parked his car on the side of the road.
"Uncle, how much does it cost to go to Shuxiang Yayuan?"
The boy ran over and asked; judging from his attire, he should be a high school student.
A girl next to them was looking over expectantly.
"I'm not a taxi, I don't know the way!"
The boy said directly, "Uncle, please have mercy, our phones are dead! We can't get a taxi, could you take us there?"
Wang Qiang looked at the boy in front of him, then at the woman behind him.
"Your phone is dead? How are you going to pay me?"
Seeing that Wang Qiang's attitude had softened, the boy immediately said, "When we get there, I'll have my mom give you the money."
Without waiting for Wang Qiang's consent, he waved and called out to the girl, "Yingzi, come quick, I've got a taxi!"
"Yingzi?"
Only one image appeared in Wang Qiang's mind: "Yingzi, open the door! Daidi!"
"Fang Yifan, I'm never going out with you again. Look how late it is! If we go back, my mom will scold me again!"
Yingzi muttered something, opened the car door, and got in.
Fang Yifan laughed: "What are you afraid of? We didn't go back late on purpose, we had no other choice."
Listening to their conversation, Wang Qiang finally realized that he had actually been drawn into the script of "A Little Reunion".
This is outrageous! You can actually do this?
Wang Qiang picked up the phone the old man had left behind in the car. He was surprised to find it was an iPhone, but thankfully it wasn't password protected.
Enter the address provided by Fang Yifan into Shuxiang Yayuan.
When they arrived at their destination, both of them fell asleep in the back!
Wang Qiang tapped on the car roof: "You two, we've arrived. Don't fall asleep."
Yingzi woke up first, saw the place, and quickly got off the bus.
"Uncle, wait a moment, I'll go get my mom to give me the money!"
He ran off as he said that!
Fang Yifan also got off the car.
"I'll be back in a bit!"
Wang Qiang watched the two people run away, feeling both amused and exasperated. If they tried to renege on their debt, where would he find them?
Fortunately, it didn't take long.
Yingzi really came, accompanied by a woman.
Looking down in the lamplight, I recognized her as Song Qian.
She had her hair in a ponytail, wore a black trench coat, and carried a small bag.
Where is it?
Song Qian asked as she walked.
Yingzi pointed to Wang Qiang's location: "Where is he? If it weren't for this uncle, we wouldn't know how we would have gotten back tonight!"
Song Qian's face was ashen. Yingzi hadn't come back all day; she said she'd gone to a training course.
Just when we were about to call the police, Yingzi returned!
Before Song Qian could even confront him, Yingzi pulled her over to pay Wang Qiang's fare.
"Thank you so much, Master!"
Song Qian walked up to Wang Qiang's car, talking as she took out her phone.
"Oh, it's nothing, but could you pay in cash?"
Wang Qiang's words stunned Song Qian. Does anyone still use cash these days?
She carefully examined the man in front of her. He was only in his early twenties, very young, tall, and handsome, but he was wearing an old-fashioned cotton coat.
It seems their family isn't well-off.
"Master, don't you have a cell phone?"
Wang Qiang nodded.
At this moment, Yingzi spoke up from the side: "You're lying. You even used your phone for navigation on the way back."
Wang Qiang laughed awkwardly: "That's not my phone. If I put the money in there, I won't be able to get it out."
After listening to Wang Qiang's words, Song Qian recalled many news reports about elderly people selling vegetables using their children's QR codes. The children would collect the payments but wouldn't give the elderly a single penny. Therefore, some elderly people would insist on receiving cash.
Although the person in front of me is a young man, he may also be facing this kind of problem.
These days, who carries cash when they go out?
"I'm sorry, sir, I really don't have any cash."
"How about this, you can come back tomorrow and I'll give you cash!"
Although Song Qianren is assertive, she is still competent in this respect.
Wang Qiang shook his head. Who knows what might happen tomorrow? He'd better get the money in his hands today.
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