Just then, Yang Huang suddenly felt something pulling at the corner of his clothes. He looked down and saw a little girl of about five years old, holding a bunch of roses on her mobile phone.
Yang Huang knelt down and asked, "What's wrong, kid? Where are your parents?"
The little girl looked at Yang Huang but did not answer what Yang Huang asked her.
Instead, she raised her big black eyes and said, "Uncle, can you buy a rose?"
The little girl seemed to be praying.
Yang Huang put his hands on his legs and said, "Why?"
The little girl in front of me was wearing very shabby clothes, but fortunately she was wearing very warm clothes.
In fact, Yang Huang didn't want to embarrass the little girl, he just subconsciously asked. After all, the little girl is so young, how can her parents bear to let her sell flowers alone in such a cold winter? If he wants to cultivate the little girl's independence, but
There was no adult accompanying her, which was obviously unreasonable.
TV often reports that some traffickers steal children, break off their hands and feet, and then let the children wander the streets selling flowers.
The little girl seemed to have turned around and left when she saw that Yang Huang was not interested in buying flowers.
As a result, Yang Huang pulled him back.
The little girl sat on Yang Huang before she could stand firmly.
Yang Huang, who had never been in close contact with a child, was shocked by his actions. He quickly picked up the little girl.
"Okay, uncle, how about buying them all, so that you can go home early."
I thought the little girl would agree with Yang Huang's approach, but she shook her head and said, "No, I can only buy one flower. I will sell the rest of the flowers to other brothers and sisters."
The little girl's eyes fell on the young couple sitting on the chair next to her.
Yang Huang thought to himself that this little girl is really stubborn.
"How much does this cost?"
"Ten dollars."
The little girl answered neatly.
Although Yang Huang knew that a flower was not worth ten yuan at all, he still generously took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to the little girl.
After the little girl took the money, she took one of the twenty flowers and gave it to Yang Huang.
Yang Huang took the opportunity to take over.
When I look like a little girl again, the little girl has already joined the lineup of other couples.
The young lovers were not surprised at all when they saw the little girl holding the flowers. It was as if this little girl often appeared here. Everyone had already become accustomed to it.
Many couples are actually not very willing to buy flowers, after all, they can't get rid of just one, but in the end they buy it with the money and delivery, and later give it to the girl next to them.
Soon the little girl walked out of the crowd empty-handed.
I didn't expect business to be so good.
The young couple around Yang Huang even said that they would give birth to a little girl who is as cute and well-behaved as the little girl.
It seems that girls are already trapped in fantasy even before they have anything to do with their boyfriends.
Girls are like this. They always imagine things in advance before things have any results. Maybe this is the nature of girls. They always fantasize about all the beautiful things with their boyfriends, especially good things.
Share it with your boyfriend as soon as possible.
Yang Huang looked at the little girl walking past him and began to fantasize.
When can he have such a lovely daughter? But he forgot that he doesn't even have a girlfriend yet.
A moment of calm was broken by the sounds of passers-by on the bank of the river.
Yang Huang walked into the noisy crowd. He raised his head and saw clearly written on the screen.
"Yuhan, I like you, please sit with my girlfriend."
Then the lights on Zhonghai Road came on.
Everyone was shocked, after all, this person had a lot of background.
"Yu Han? This name is so familiar. Isn't that the daughter of Mr. Minghui? Is it her? Or is it just a coincidence, just like her name and sex."
Passers-by were guessing who Yu Han was and what his background was. They were arranging the stars in their minds, but none of them could imagine who this person was. However, they thought he could confess his love on the big screen on Zhonghai Road Anjiang.
It’s not as simple as a character. After all, you can’t get on the big screen on Zhonghai Road Anjiang if you have money.
The real reason for the big screen is that it is known as the largest LED billboard in the country.
When night comes, Dongchen Building will turn on all the LED lights. Standing on Zhonghai Road, everyone can clearly see a 63-meter-wide and 72-meter-high building, which can be called the world's largest
Huge billboard.
Of course, if the developer wants to put up such a huge billboard, it must first comply with the national outdoor advertising registration and management regulations, so Dongchen Tower must allow public service announcements and commercial advertisements to be broadcast in turn.
There is only one way of commercial advertising in Dongchen Building, which is to play the advertisement continuously for one hour, and the cost of advertising is as high as 790,000, which is equivalent to a year's salary of a working class person.
So everyone concluded that this person also had a good background.
Suddenly a man in the crowd said: "Yuhan, isn't Yuhan the daughter of Mr. Minghui, the largest commercial and financial boss in our capital city?"
"It turns out she is really that woman."
Yang Huang thought in his heart.
I didn't expect that Mr. Minghui's family has such a high status in the capital city. Why haven't I heard of it before?
Yang Huang was thinking about the phone in his pocket when he suddenly remembered it.
When Yang Huang saw that it was Mr. Feng who was calling, he picked up the call.
"Hello."
"Yang Huang, why haven't you come back yet?"
Mr. Feng on the other end of the phone asked worriedly, as if Mr. Feng was afraid that he had just abandoned Yang Huang and stayed at Minghui's place to eat.
Yang Huang looked at the time and found that he had been here for four or five hours.
"Mr. Feng, don't worry. I'm fine. I just wanted to get out of the car and take a look when I was passing by Zhonghai Road. I lost track of time. I'll go back right away."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Huang squeezed out of the crowd. He turned back to look at the fifty-meter-high billboard and then took a taxi and left Zhonghai Road.
Injured. The taxi did not expect that the taxi driver already knew what happened on Zhonghai Road just now. The news spread really fast.
There was an announcer playing in the car describing the spectacular scene that had just happened on Zhonghai Road. No wonder even the driver knew about it.
Along the way, the driver was still lamenting that he had not come to see such a spectacular moment in person.
After getting out of the car, Yang Huang ran directly to the gym. Because he had been blown by the sea breeze for too long, Yang Huang shivered when he woke up.
Mr. Feng, who pushed open the gym, was already enjoying the warm air from the air conditioner in the room.
Mr. Feng stood up excitedly when he saw Yang Huang walking in, and then walked to the kitchen and took out a few things.