"Young man, what is this second prize?" The middle-aged man didn't think there was anything good in the second prize. The leather shoes were cheap to begin with, and the lottery was probably just for fun.
Unexpectedly, the onlookers gasped in surprise.
"Second prize? Isn't that a bicycle?"
"Yes, I saw that the second prize was for a bicycle."
"Wow, I can't believe my bicycle was stolen. Sigh, I was thinking of buying one, but I'm really hesitant."
...
A series of surprised, heartbroken, and unexpected voices emerged from the crowd.
The middle-aged man then looked up and noticed a lottery rule sheet posted next to him, which stated that the second prize was a bicycle.
He was somewhat skeptical, so he compared the paper in his hand with the second prize information again and again before he was certain that it really was the second prize.
Winning a prize for the first time in his life was quite exciting, even for someone as composed as him. He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and asked, "Young man, did I win a bicycle?"
Ye Beiping did not show any displeasure. He was happy that someone had won the prize; he considered it an advertisement.
"Of course." He answered the question with a smile, then waved towards the shop and called out to Tang Xiaolong, "Boss, someone has won the second prize."
This sound attracted the attention of everyone in the store, who all wanted to see who had won the prize.
Tang Xiaolong also came out in response. When he saw that it was the middle-aged man from before, his face stiffened slightly, but he did not show any particular expression.
Under Ye Beiping's repeated urging, Tang Xiaolong reluctantly took a bicycle out of the shop.
"Uncle, this bicycle is yours." Ye Beiping took it and pushed it directly towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed. He touched the old-fashioned bicycle, looked it over from all angles, and after confirming that there were no problems and that it was a well-known brand, his laughter grew even louder.
"Haha, I never thought that buying a pair of leather shoes would come with a free bicycle."
This caused another stir among the crowd at the store entrance, with people rushing in to buy things, resulting in another flurry of activity.
After his initial excitement subsided, the middle-aged man gradually calmed down, looked at Ye Beiping, and then at the situation in the shop.
Seemingly having figured something out, he touched the handlebars of the bicycle.
"Young man, are you the owner of this shop?"
"No, the person who brought you the bicycle is the boss." Ye Beiping shook his head and gestured towards Tang Xiaolong, saying, "We are all legal and have business licenses. His name is on the business license."
This sentence had another layer of meaning, which would probably not be understood by anyone who wasn't a seasoned veteran, but the middle-aged man in front of him paused for a moment and then quickly understood what it meant.
He chuckled and said, "Young man, you're quite good. My surname is Jin. If I have the chance, I'd like to treat you to a meal to thank you for giving me this bicycle today."
"deliver?"
Ye Beiping frowned: "Uncle, this is what you deserve. It's just luck, a mutually beneficial arrangement. There's no question of giving it away."
Seeing Jiang Hai in the crowd beside him, he smiled slightly: "If Uncle has nothing else, then I'll be going now. I have other things to attend to."
Ye Beiping didn't talk much about the middle-aged man surnamed Jin, perhaps because he was busy and didn't pay much attention to him.
After glancing at Ye Beiping's retreating figure, the middle-aged man surnamed Jin smirked and rode away on his bicycle.
Perhaps the two of them didn't know that because of this relationship, they would meet again in the future.
Ye Beiping and Jiang Hai arrived at a secluded spot and Ye Beiping asked, "Brother Jiang Hai, have you made arrangements for Director Li and Director Wei?"
"Yes, yes, I've already put them in a hotel. As you suggested, I'll say I'm busy and leave now, and I'll go over tonight to treat them to dinner." Jiang Hai glanced at the departing bicycle and frowned, "Beiping, are you really going to give them that bicycle?"
At first, he thought Ye Beiping would find someone to fake winning the lottery.
Ye Beiping, of course, knew Jiang Hai's thoughts and smiled slightly: "How could winning the lottery be fake? Besides, it's just a few bicycles, it doesn't matter. The most important thing is the grand prize, there's only one in five districts, we can just arrange for someone to make a fake one, a thousand or so yuan isn't cheap."
Speaking of color TVs, he felt a pang of regret.
After this event, he plans to take the color TV back home and replace the black and white one with the color one, and give the black and white one to Jiang Hai and his family's house, which will save them some money.
As for the other giveaways, let them be; the authenticity of the lucky draw event must be guaranteed.
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