Fu Qingying finally signed the transfer contract.

For her, transferring the dance hall for one million is not a disadvantage, because she didn't like the dance hall from the beginning. To be precise, she didn't like the companies owned by the Fu family in Pan Yu.

The reason is very simple, these companies are her dowry.

When she got engaged to Lin Jiahao, the Fu family handed over all Pan Yu's companies to her. After calculation, there were almost 17 or 8 companies of all sizes.

It was from the time she took over these companies that the misfortune of her marriage began, so Fu Qingying hated everything here, hated Caesar's dance hall, deliberately made trouble in the dance hall, deliberately causing a series of disasters, and let others treat her as a crazy woman.

Now, she has transferred the dance hall, but she is not happy because she was forced by Song Zhichao.

As a Hong Konger, especially as a Hong Kong socialite, Fu Qingying has to keep her pride in her bones, but Song Zhichao, a mainland boy, defeated her inner pride.

Fu Qingying went out after signing the contract.

She didn't want to look at Song Zhichao again.

As for Song Zhichao—

With the signed dance hall transfer contract, Song Zhichao felt in a good mood. So he took the tissue from the dining table and walked to the side of the master Su who was standing in a very emotional way. He reached out to the tissue to wipe his forehead and wiped the egg yolk juice on his face, "Don't hold it anymore, the young lady will forgive you! Zhong Ye, has my suit dried?"

Master Su blinked and wanted to cry.

Song Zhichao handed him the tissue, "Well, I'm leaving-there will be a date later." He waved to Master Su, and Song Zhichao took a step and walked out of the restaurant easily.

...

Outside, the summer wind blew gently, waving the dense rows of thin-leaf banyan trees on the roadside, bringing a hint of coolness to the sultry summer.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

The shops on the street have already opened, buying and selling home appliances, renting novels, selling hardware and miscellaneous materials, and buying and selling slippers, clothes, children's toys, etc.

Some shops that buy and sell home appliances seem to be doing well, and many shops take turns playing large-frequency advertising films—

Power washing machine, love dedicated to mother.

Naughty, naughty, Toshiba of the new era.

In the midst of noisy advertising bombardment, a video store business on the left side of the street was the best.

A large group of teenagers like students squeezed in and picked their favorite cassettes. The boss who is very good at doing business specially placed a recorder on a chair outside the door. The recorder was playing the Hong Kong Grasshoppers's dance song "Love-breaking Front Alliance" loudly-

"She always leaves only phone numbers

Never let me take her home

I heard you've fallen in love with her

I was also unable to extricate myself...

We care about her so much but she wiped them all

The more you love her, the sad she will never get an answer

What exactly should she continue to guess?

Or just forget it all…”

Accompanied by this dance song, Song Zhichao couldn't help but think of the MTV of this song in his previous life.

I remember it well. In MTV, three grasshoppers sang and danced, swayed their hips, twisted their hips, shook their heads, and stamped their feet. They fully interpreted their youth and vitality in their every move.

The graceful melody and chic dance make this song popular and countless people know that there is such a combination called "grasshopper" in Hong Kong.

Later, the theme song of the Taiwanese TV series "The Fairy Wife" used this song, which made "Love Breakthrough Front Alliance" completely popular all over the country.

In a moment—

Song Zhichao came to the place where the phone call was better and the Mark was connected. He looked around. Except for a uncle sitting on a small stool, shaking a pot and frying popcorn, and a few kids next to him who had bowls and bags with bags.

The children were waiting for popcorn to explode, and Song Zhichao was also waiting for Mark to appear.

According to what he said before, Mark would hurry up here. In fact, Song Zhichao believed that Mark was more anxious than himself at this time, and was anxious to see the real result. After all, the contract signed was in the briefcase he was carrying.

After waiting for almost five or six minutes, Song Zhichao leaned against a banyan tree and took out a cigarette from his arms. When he was looking for the match, he found that the match had been used up at some point.

After pinching the empty matchbox onto the ground, Song Zhichao felt that the nearby convenience store was a bit too far and too lazy to walk over, so he walked straight to Uncle A who was blowing up popcorn, handed him a cigarette and said, "Borrow a fire."

Uncle held the cigarette in his mouth, lit it in the fiery red boiler, and then handed the lit cigarette to Song Zhichao. Song Zhichao took the cigarette, lit the cigarette butt, and said, "Thank you."

Smoking cigarettes and bored, Song Zhichao started chatting with Uncle who was blowing popcorn.

My uncle said that his surname was Liu, he was not a local, and he also came to work in Pan Yu from another place. Not long ago, his wife became pregnant, so he wanted to prepare more money for the child.

Usually he does some small work in a factory and earns about 60 yuan a month. If the factory doesn't have much work or is on holiday, he will push his old popcorn machine at home, wander around several nearby streets, and go from street to street to blow up popcorn for everyone.

Uncle said that popcorn was fried, but he didn't prepare the raw materials, and he only processed them in the process. He could all make popcorn, such as corn, rice, and soybeans. A kilogram of corn could be fried with a "cannon" popcorn, which costs 20 cents. When you are lucky, you can fry about 30 "cannons" a day, and you can earn 6 yuan. After a day, it was very hard to walk around the streets, but he was happy that he said that when he thought of his upcoming child, he had motivation.

After chatting for a while, Uncle began to stop shaking the hand-crank popcorn machine. Everyone around him knew that it was about to explode. Several little kids with snot nose hid aside, covered their ears with their palms, stuffed their fingers with their ears, and stared at the popcorn machine with their eyes wide open.

Although Song Zhichao is an adult, he is also a little worried about such things, so he is far away from them.

Uncle stood up the popcorn machine from the iron frame, took the iron pin and inserted it into his nose, twisted it a few times, then stepped on the iron pin and kicked it hard, and there was a loud bang, and the fried popcorn was blasted out and blasted into the long dragon bag behind.

The end of the dragon bag was tied, otherwise this shot could blow the popcorn away.

With the loud noise, a strong sweet smell of popcorn spreads out from all directions with the dragon bag as the center.

Seeing this, several children clapped their hands excitedly and clapped hard, with happy smiles on their faces, just like the New Year. The little kid who provided corn even more proudly wiped his nose with the back of his hand, then took the big basin he prepared, and went to the tail of the dragon bag, waiting for Uncle to untie the rope of the dragon tail, and then shook it, and a large pot of golden, yellow, tender and fragrant popcorn filled the basin.

I couldn't wait, the little brat grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, and then made a happy expression at his friend, "Well, it smells so good." The other little guys were so greedy that they stared at him, swallowed their saliva, and looked envious.
Chapter completed!