Wang Zhaomou pondered for a long time, but he still hadn't come to a conclusion. He saw the child in the boy's arms turned his head pitifully, and slowly stretched out a small hand towards him.
Yo, isn't this President Leng?
Poor little one...
Oh, boy, you have a day like today too??😏
Wang Zhaomou's eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards the child, and one of his fingers was immediately grasped by the child, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"Boss?" Old Qi reminded his boss softly. Boss was still not sober yet, so don't get excited and take away the child in drunkness.
Wang Zhaomou quietly looked at the child in the boy's arms, and faintly noticed something strange.
Such a young child knows how to please him, is it normal?
"Dabao, he seem to like you very much." Ji Lianhuo mustered up his courage to say this weakly, his eyes hardly dared to meet the person in front of him, and his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.
Wang Zhaomou came back to his senses and smiled at the young man.
"Your child is very cute."
Your child will be a big fool in the future.
Hearing the praise, Ji Lianhuo blushed even more, and tried to straighten his waist in front of Wang Zhaomou.
"Reverse the car." Wang Zhaomou told to Old Qi, and looking at the boy's fruit stand casually he said , "Buy some fruit back."
The boss has never done these things before.
The luxury car was normally parked on the side of the road, and the peddlers who were watching the excitement also returned to their booths one after another. Uncle Yu stood behind his booth and glanced atthe side from time to time.
The young master of the Wang family was holding the plastic bag, Ji Lianhuo carried Ji Dabao in his back again, looking flushed, picked apples into the young master's plastic bag with bright eyes.
He picked the best one which was the big and round.
When Master Wang said "some oranges too", Ji Lianhuo immediately brought another bag again and picked out the best oranges in the basket to the man in front of him.
He was simply the most conscientious vendor on this street.
After picking out two big bags, Wang Zhaomou took out his wallet, only to see that the boy didn't weigh the fruit, and handed the fruit directly to Old Qi.
"No money." Ji Lianhuo shook his head and said in a stuttering voice, "You, you are my benefactor." After saying a word, the boy's face turned red again, his eyes dodged inadvertently, and his toes curled up secretly.
Wang Zhaomou smiled, raised his hand to tease Ji Dabao a few times, said goodbye to Ji Lianhuo, and turned to get in the car.
Watching the black car drive away, Ji Lianhuo didn't regain his senses for a long time. Uncle Yu came over and smiled "hehe". Hearing the laugh, Ji Lianhuo immediately turned his head and looked at Uncle Yu, his ears were still red.
"Today you are lucky to meet a noble person, but you have to listen to the uncle.." Uncle Yu glanced at the half durian left on Ji Lianhuo's cart, "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, Don't come here to set up a stall again. "
"I've got to sell half of this. "Ji Lianhuo's eyes were firm.
"Do you want to sell durians, or do you want to see that young master Wang again?" Uncle Yu was a an adult, and he could cleary see through Ji Lianhuo's mind at a glance.
Ji Lianhuo can't help but look in the direction where the car is leaving, and turns his head without saying a word.
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