Suisui at Seventy

111-120

CHAPTER 111: President Duiqianlin

Jiang Suisui's head flower won unanimous praise and admiration from his roommates.

Li Chunjiao couldn't help but was a little bit sour: "Isn't it just the first flower...and not much money."

Zhao Qianyun disagreed: "Is this a question of money? It's my heart! My dad always brings something to my mom when he comes back from a mission. It doesn't cost much, but my mom is very happy every time, saying that it means Seeing others outside, but thinking about it! This is much more important than money. I always talk about how vulgar money is!"

Li Chunjiao squeezed her mouth after being assaulted, and stopped talking.

Jiang Suisui pulled Zhao Qianyun and shook her head to signal her not to say anything.

Zhao Qianyun curled her lips and changed the subject: "Sui Sui, when it comes to giving gifts, I think you are more like my dad!"

Jiang Suisui laughed out loud, crying and laughing: "God, why do you still think he looks like your dad?"

She couldn't help but lift her cheeks to think like: "Is my partner so fatherly?"

Zhao Qianyun hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no! My dad is not a loving father, he is tough, and people who don't know him will think he looks fierce."

"But your partner really looks a bit like my dad, especially the eyebrows! So it always gives me the illusion that I have seen my dad when I was young. Next time you have a chance, you must meet, maybe Will feel the same as me!"

Jiang Suisui didn't take it seriously, and smiled indifferently: "Probably all the good-looking people look similar."

Zhao Qianyun thought for a while and said, "Maybe..."

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At dinner in the evening, Jiang Suisui handed the foreign currency tip to Song Weizheng, and Song Weizheng set off to the bank on his bicycle the next day.

He found a nearby foreign exchange bank. There were not many people. He was the only one doing business at the counter.

After Song Weizheng explained his intentions, he handed the money to the counter. The staff at the counter did not even lift their eyelids.

At this time, the door of the bank was pushed open again, and several people in bank uniforms walked in, surrounded by a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man in the suit is obviously not ordinary, and he stands out among a group of people. After he was surrounded and walked in, Song Weizheng felt that the staff who was counting in front of him immediately sat up.

I saw the man in the suit looking around under the guidance of the staff, frowning and nodding, occasionally whispering a sentence or two, and the person next to him hunched over. Looks like this, it seems to be the leader who came to inspect.

Song Weizheng glanced at him and was no longer interested. At this time, the staff at the counter also counted the number.

For some reason, the staff member who had always been indifferent suddenly stood up and said to Song Weizheng with a particularly loud and full voice: "You have to exchange for a total of 45 meters, according to the current exchange rate, the Chinese currency is 71 yuan. Please keep it away."

Immediately, with a standard smile and a pious bow, he handed the money in his hand to Song Weizheng.

Song Weizheng raised his eyebrows lightly, without saying anything, reaching out to take it.