Luo Qiu followed Song Haoran's footsteps, and not long after, he came to a commercial building.
This building is not very high, only six floors, and what is written on the door is something like the Joint Chamber of Commerce.
Song Haoran did not go up immediately, but walked around in front of the Chamber of Commerce building, a full circle.
"Is the news reporter of the Chamber of Commerce your niece?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
Song Haoran shook his head, "It's not Song Ying, it's just her uncle, my brother-in-law's brother. Do you feel this way about nepotism?"
Luo Qiu just smiled and said nothing.
Song Haoran said: "Speaking of it, you are really amazing. I don't know why, every time I am with you, I always feel as if I have no worries. No matter what you want to say, don't restrain yourself. It's really quite
Relax."
Luo Qiu looked up at the floors of the commercial building, "Maybe it's because I don't give opinions to others. If I don't give opinions, I won't influence other people's thoughts."
Song Haoran didn't take it seriously... because he understood that this was because this blood relative living outside had a quality that made people feel at ease.
In the noisy Chinatown, just by standing next to Luo Qiu, he felt like he was in an open wilderness. You wouldn't particularly notice his presence, but you wouldn't ignore him either.
The presence.
After thinking about it, Song Haoran just thought of one word that could describe this nephew: just right.
"Are we going in now?" Luo Qiu looked at the door of the Chamber of Commerce.
Through the glass door, you can see the clerk sitting at the reception desk of the Chamber of Commerce. At this time, he is already looking at them standing outside the door curiously.
"No, we'd better go back to the back door." Song Haoran shook his head, and then led Luo Qiu once again to the back alley of the commercial building.
What made Luo Qiu curious was that Song Haoran did not come directly to the back door, but stopped five or six meters away.
There was also a kicking door here, a very ordinary iron door. Song Haoran reached out and knocked on the iron door, which was a strange method of knocking on the door.
And he only knocked once. After knocking on the door, he stood still and looked at his watch. He then said: "This door is called the 'Shengmen'. Do you know why?"
Luo Qiu shook his head.
Song Haoran said calmly: "This building was originally built according to the orientation of the Bagua. Dad specially asked people to leave this door and named it 'Shengmen'."
"Shengmen, the door of life." Luo Qiu reached out and touched the iron door and said slowly: "Sheng, represents life. Life means hope. So Shengmen is the door of hope and gives people hope.
Door."
Song Haoran's lips moved slightly, then he looked Luo Qiu up and down, then nodded and said: "I didn't expect you to be able to understand my father's original intention for the first time... Yes, the name Shengmen is the one of hope.
I mean, dad left this door behind just to give those people in China Street who are really in trouble a way out."
Song Haoran paused for a moment and then continued: "What my father often said is that good people cannot be deceived by others. Although we are doing some bloody business, when it is time to be moral, we will be moral."
"Blessings." Luo Qiu nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Song is planting a field of blessings."
Song Haoran said in astonishment: "How do you know that dad believes in Buddhism?"
Luo Qiu smiled and said: "There is a Buddha statue in front of the door. Since Mr. Song is the founder of this place, I think it has something to do with it."
"Your observation skills are quite good." Song Haoran looked at Luo Qiu with increasing admiration.
Luo Qiu said at this time: "Since this is a door that needs to be opened to give people hope, why are you knocking on the door now?"
Song Haoran sneered: "If I don't knock now, I'm afraid it will never be opened again... Here it comes."
The door shaft made a squeaking sound.
Song Haoran put down his watch, and the iron door in front of him suddenly opened. A middle-aged man in his forties and wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared in front of the two of them, slightly out of breath.
He looked a little nervous, but he wiped his face with a handkerchief to cover it up, "Master Haoran, why are you here! You didn't even notify me in advance and asked me to pick you up!"
"Three minutes and eighteen seconds." Song Haoran smiled and said.
The middle-aged man was startled, "What three minutes and eighteen seconds?"
Song Haoran said: "From the time I knocked on the door, it took three minutes and eighteen seconds before the door opened. And the person who opened the door was you, the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce. Do you think I should be happy or disappointed?"
"Master Haoran...there is a reason for this. I can explain it." The middle-aged man said quickly.
"Okay, explain to me right away." Song Haoran nodded.
The middle-aged man subconsciously said: "Well... how about we go inside and talk? It's not convenient here."
"I think it's quite convenient here. It's cold and windy, there are few people around, and it's quiet enough." Song Haoran smiled and even made a gesture of invitation, "President Baishuitang, please tell me."
President Baishuitang hurriedly said: "It's like this. The people from the Chamber of Commerce noticed your arrival, but you seemed to have something to do and never walked in. They reported it to me, so I hurried down to pick you up. And this
Didn't you walk away again at that time? Then there was a knock on the 'sheng door'. I thought it might be you who knocked, so I ran over to open the door for you again, and time was wasted like this."
"Oh...then you mean to blame me for not saying hello to you beforehand, right?" Song Haoran smiled.
"Don't dare, don't dare...it's because I move too slowly." President Baishuitang lowered his head frequently and said, "I move too slowly, I should exercise more."
Song Haoran smiled with relief, and suddenly patted President Baishuitang's belly, "Well, you should exercise more."
With that said, he walked in from Baishuitang.
The destination was the office of the president of the Chamber of Commerce. Song Haoran sat down in the chair of the president of Baishuitang without saying anything. The current president of the chamber of commerce could only stand in front of his desk awkwardly.
Baishuitang knew very well who China Street belonged to. If the old man was described as an emperor, then the man in front of him would naturally be the current prince, and Baishuitang was at best a relative.
"Master, who is this?" Baishuitanghui glanced at Luo Qiu, who was sitting on the sofa next to him.
Song Haoran waved his hand and said: "Don't pay attention to him. In fact, there is no special reason why I came here today. I just happened to be passing by today, so I came over to take a look on a whim."
"It should, it should." President Baishuitang said quickly: "It's an honor for us, Master, to come and take a look at this place!"
"How is Chinatown's recent development?" Song Haoran picked up the documents on his desk and scanned them.
President Baishuitang said with a natural expression: "It's not bad. We recently attracted investment and built a new supermarket. Business is very good."
"Supermarket?" Song Haoran asked curiously: "If we build a supermarket here, won't it affect the business of other merchants?"
"Of course not." President Baishuitang said: "There are many shops in this supermarket. We plan to gather all the self-employed people in the retail industry outside. This will not only facilitate management, but also increase efficiency. Young Master
You see, although Chinatown was very prosperous in the past, the various retail shops were too scattered. Whether it was tourists or locals, it was often inconvenient to buy things, but if they could be gathered together...
Oh, here is a supermarket performance report for the past two months, you can take a look."
President Baishuitang took out some documents and reports.
"Are you well prepared?" Song Haoran smiled and looked at it seriously.
President Baishuitang said: "Actually, it's just a coincidence that Miss Ying just came to see the account books today. These were actually prepared for her to see. I didn't expect that you could also see them once."
"Oh, has Song Ying read it?" Song Haoran nodded, then threw the document report aside casually, "Since she has read it, I won't read it."
"Actually, Miss Ying also said there is no problem." President Baishuitang said quickly.
Song Haoran suddenly stood up, "Actually, there's nothing else to do. I'm in a hurry, so there's no need to send me off, I can just go by myself."
"Well, okay." President Baishuitang quickly opened the door to Song Haoran's office.
Before going out, Song Haoran suddenly paused and said: "By the way, the door shaft of the 'Shengmen' door is a bit rusty. If you have time, let someone put some engine oil or something. Otherwise, you think, those who come to knock on the 'Shengmen' door will always
The first time I opened the door I heard a creaking sound, which was a bit scary."
"I know, I'll call the master to repair it right away!"
After Bai Shuitang watched Song Haoran and Luo Qiu enter the elevator, he quickly closed the door of the office and made a phone call, "Find someone to oil the door shaft of the 'Shengmen'."
Just after the call was made, President Baishuitang frowned, and then quickly opened a drawer on his desk. There was also a mobile phone inside. He picked it up, thought for a while, and then called again.
The clerk at the front desk was very curious about who the two people were who came out of the president's office.
Song Haoran was a suave type, always with a charming and beautiful smile on his face. The clerk couldn't help but look at him a few more times - as for the man next to him, he seemed much ordinary.
I will always ignore it inadvertently, but I can never ignore the past, just like... like a unique art craft placed in the living room.
Song Haoran sincerely added some incense in front of the Buddha statue in the lobby of the Chamber of Commerce, then lit a few more and gave them to Luo Qiu's hand, "Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter if you bow to it, just for peace of mind."
Suddenly a breeze blew in the lobby, and the curls of cigarettes in front of the Buddha statue suddenly became disordered.
Luo Qiu took the incense and asked, "Has someone consecrated this Buddha statue?"
"Well, it's a master from Thailand. Dad paid a lot of money to consecrate it." Song Haoran nodded: "How do you know?"
Luo Qiu said: "Some Buddha statues that have been consecrated will have more things, and there is an extra magic weapon here."
"You know a lot." Song Haoran didn't care.
Luo Qiu said calmly: "Because there is a very knowledgeable person around me recently, and she has taught me a lot."
"Good thing." Song Haoran nodded.
Luo Qiu put out the incense in his hand, put it back, and said calmly: "Since it has been lighted, I will not put on the incense. The Buddha statue has a spirit, so it is better to leave it to those in need."
"Is there any significance to this?" Song Haoran was stunned for a moment, and then said in a funny voice: "Weirdo... Well, it's almost time for us to go back. Dad should be anxious. If we don't go back, he will go crazy... I tell you, old man
It's scary when dad gets mad."
Luo Qiu nodded, "Let's buy some apples when we get back."
…
Oni and Lluvia were still waiting at the car at the corner of the street. When they saw Song Haoran and Luo Qiu approaching with a bag of apples, Lluvia quickly opened the back seat of the car.
Song Haoran let Luo Qiu sit in first, and then walked to the other side. At this time, he whispered in Lluvia's ear: "Check the Baishuitang."
Lluvia nodded and followed her into the car as if nothing was wrong.
…
…
Caroline took advantage of the restaurant opening in the morning and slipped away quietly while people were busy.
As for the expressions of the restaurant employees after they discovered something had been stolen from the kitchen, Caroline no longer wanted to think about it.
A night's rest allowed her to regain a lot of energy.
But she suddenly didn't know where she should go - she didn't dare to go back to her house, because people from the police and the Boston boss might be squatting on her there.
As for the hospital, she didn't dare go there. Her "eldest and second cousins" knew what was going on between her and Lawyer Carlo, so going to the hospital would probably be a trap.
Her wallet and her ID were not on her at this time. She didn't even have a coin on her - originally, she planned to smash the cash register of the restaurant where she was hiding to get some cash, but the cash register obviously had an alarm system
, she couldn't leave the restaurant, so she could only wait for the police to arrest her.
But she was born in a slum and has been influenced by her since she was a child. Caroline still has some skills to make a living - besides selling herself.
The target is right in front, an office worker who is walking while reading a newspaper, a worthy target - Caroline's target is the other person's wallet.
But she was not a professional, she just knew a female thief who taught her some stealing skills, but Caroline herself had not worked hard or practiced in this area.
Stealing is not as easy as making money just by lying on the bed - especially when she is still young and men like her body.
Caroline deliberately bumped into the office worker who was looking down at the newspaper. She planned to quietly take advantage of the other person's attention to be distracted and take out his wallet from his Niuziku bag, but at this moment, she suddenly felt dizzy.
dazzled.
As a result, she missed the best opportunity.
She fell to the ground. When the office worker saw her, he reached out and tried to help Caroline up. However, Caroline seemed to have lost her soul at this time, sitting on the ground in a daze.
She stared blankly ahead.
A woman was pushing a baby stroller across the street... the light was green and the woman was talking on the phone. However, at this moment, a red car seemed unable to stop, and perhaps for other reasons, directly hit the woman.
The woman's body was knocked far away on the road, and the stroller was completely crushed by the wheels into a pile of rags and blood...
"Miss, miss, are you okay?"
The sound of calling.
Caroline was startled suddenly and trembled all over. She stood up suddenly, looked at the sidewalk in front of her, and blurted out: "Help..."
Only then did she realize that there was a red light ahead, and there was no woman pushing a stroller at all. Caroline rubbed her forehead, "I...I'm fine, thank you."
The office worker looked at it suspiciously and said, "Okay, just be careful."
It looked like he was rushing to go to work - Caroline watched the other person walk away, feeling annoyed in her heart. She still couldn't take her wallet out of the other person's bag, and she missed a good opportunity.
Caroline shook her head, sighed, and planned to find a new goal.
Suddenly she was lightly bumped by someone.
"Oh, sorry."
It was a woman, talking on the phone, pushing a stroller and walking past her.
After accidentally bumping into Caroline, the woman apologized quickly, started talking on the phone again, and pushed the stroller past.
"Oh...it's nothing, I just accidentally bumped into someone. Where were we talking about? Doing hair? Let me think about it, do you know a new store? I'm interested..."
Go away.
The crossroads ahead.
Caroline watched in horror, her eyes widening, huge.
