From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 79 Night Market
"Don't worry it's not that."

Seeing Wu Changyun's vigilant reaction, Chen Gangsheng knew that the other party had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "It's a night market."

Wu Changyun and Zhao Yazhi looked at each other, Wu Changyun shook his head and said, "We still have something to deal with later, we may not be able to contact you halfway."

"It's okay, that's hard to say. I'll be waiting for you here at seven o'clock in the evening."

"it is good."

Seeing that he couldn't shirk it, Wu Changyun had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

The two of them could only do things according to the so-called plan.

While strolling along the beach, Zhao Yazhi suddenly asked: "Everyone says you are popular because of your face, so don't you have any opinion?"

"Rely on face?"

Wu Changyun could guess after a little thought that this must be the word passed by Zhao Yazhi's flight attendant friend.

"You are the one. Many people have looked for you after Miss Hong Kong's selection."

"Well, there are a few."

Zhao Yazhi couldn't avoid this topic, so she reluctantly nodded.

"Why didn't it follow?"

"Well, there is nothing particularly suitable." Zhao Yazhi replied seriously.

Wu Chang turned his head to look at her side face. Once some sweet-looking women fell into deep thought, they would calm down the people around them.

"Looks are really bestowed by God." Wu Changyun sighed in his heart, every move of a pleasing person will indeed affect the people around him.

"Actually, I've always wanted to tell you something."

"Huh? What?"

"Ah, no, it's still gone."

Zhao Yazhi waved her hands frequently and said, I don't know why, maybe her plan was completely disrupted by Wu Changyun, which caused her to make frequent mistakes now.

But now Zhao Yazhi doesn't mind showing the appearance of a little girl in front of Wu Changyun, she has no burden.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yazhi quickly walked up to Wu Changyun.

"are you……"

"I'm."

Wu Changyun replied with a hippie smile.

"No, I haven't finished yet, are you..."

"Well, I am."

Wu Changyun answered first every time.

"What happened at the airport last time, did you come to me specially?"

"if not?"

Wu Changyun breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was because of this, he thought that Zhao Yazhi wanted to ask what she thought of her in the future.

If this kind of thing is suddenly asked by the other party, it will really become the ultimate problem.

Both pros and cons are wrong, and hesitation can also lead to defeat.

"That friend of yours is so enthusiastic." Zhao Yazhi got a satisfactory answer, and then she changed the topic casually.

"He's going to be a billionaire in the future."

"Huh? The pizza seller you mentioned?" Zhao Yazhi was taken aback.

"And whether it's material or spiritual." Wu Changyun continued to add.

"Are you a fortune teller?"

"Like a demigod, right?"

Looking at the whole of Hong Kong, Chen Gangsheng is definitely the first one who has the ability to be called a strong competitor by Wu Changyun.

The two of them wandered around for a long time, and finally went back to the western restaurant. When Chen Gangsheng arrived, he happened to see the two of them waiting at the door of the restaurant for a long time.

How should I put it, he always feels that Chen Gangsheng is a little lonely alone in other places. He who has experienced all this can understand that feeling, but in Chen Gangsheng's eyes, he can see that this guy has A key to success is to be able to endure hardships.

"It's so early, let's go, I'll take you for a stroll."

Chen Gangsheng was walking next to Wu Changyun, and the two talked and laughed along the way. If someone could hang out with Chen Gangsheng like this in ten years' time, his fans would probably be envious of him.

I remember that Chen Gangsheng had a lot of fans in Japan, and there were many little fans.

"I told you that Macau is really a good place, where you can meet a lot of rich people."

"For rich people, Hong Kong is the same." Wu Changyun said casually.

Chen Gangsheng waved his hand and emphasized: "It's not the same. Although there are some businessmen here, they are not as many as in Hong Kong. You can see that there are small businesses everywhere. If you are lucky, the daily turnover is comparable to that of Hong Kong." Hong Kong is much taller."

"Well, that's a good suggestion."

Wu Changyun thought about it, maybe he could let Chang Sihu develop his business in Macau.

"Forget it, forget it, I can't talk about this with you, you now have a face of capitalism all over your body."

"I don't count at all. How can I say that Wu Xing grew up through hardships."

"You are different from them in this regard." Chen Gangsheng patted Wu Changyun on the back, and the two of them didn't know when their relationship became better.

"I just admire your character, straight to the point."

At the dinner before, Wu Changyun left a good impression on Chen Gangsheng.

At this time, Zhao Yazhi pulled Wu Changyun a little, and she stopped in front of a small stall selling pottery dolls. The person in charge of watching the stall was a kid, who looked half-grown and didn't know where the adults had gone.

Wu Changyun also squatted down. On the stalls were all kinds of so-called "handmade" pottery puppets. If they were real, they would be of some value.

Wu Changyun fiddled with it for a while, staring at the stubborn expression of the little boy, probably this little guy is the owner of this stall.

"Young man, how much is this one?"

The little boy put out five fingers and said nothing.

Wu Changyun smiled. The other party thought it was dissatisfied with the price, and emphasized: "This is handmade, and it is different from what other people sell."

"Then you say that, the ones sold by others are not handmade, and they are cheaper than yours."

"You."

Zhao Yazhi gave Wu Changyun a nudge, telling him to be more careful when talking to children.

"Cheap goods are not good. We are all craftsmen. We usually don't set up stalls casually. We are just lucky when we encounter them."

"Why didn't you see your father come over today?" Chen Gangsheng and this little guy were considered acquaintances. His father also came from Hong Kong. Some time ago, he also had a bit of trouble with the urban management, and it is said that he was killed.

"Dad was taken away."

Wu Changyun heard that he looked up at the little boy, but he didn't expect that there was a story behind this question.

"Has the person not come back yet?" Chen Gangsheng asked with concern, looking at his posture as if he was going to call out to the street vendors in the next second, as if he was going to beg people with him.

"When I came back, I just caught a cold, and my previous asthma relapsed."

As the saying goes, lung disease is difficult, Wu Changyun sighed, anyway, they had no destination for this trip, so Wu Changyun simply sat down next to the little boy behind the stall.

"What did you come in for?"

Wu Changyun didn't answer either, but helped the little boy shout and sell the boy's pottery puppet.

Zhao Yazhi and Chen Gangsheng also sat in, and now there were three adults sitting behind the stall, and it was packed all at once.Zhao Yazhi originally thought that Wu Changyun would donate money again, and sometimes she was quite afraid of Wu Changyun's approach.

Money can help a person, but it cannot change a person.

Wu Changyun can make a suffering person rich through money, but he cannot turn a bad person into a good person. There are many things in this world that cannot be explained clearly.

"Today I will work for you for free." Wu Changyun said to the boy.

"Part-time job, can you just do it? Don't come here to play." The little boy was a little disgusted, especially Wu Changyun's light-hearted attitude.

"Drink, you little brat."

Seeing Wu Changyun bickering with the little boy, Zhao Yazhi thought they were both so cute.

(End of this chapter)