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Chapter 5 Boot(2/2)

Xu Rong and the other two immediately responded: "That's right, you are not unaware of it. I still owe a lot of debts."

Although Zhang Xilin didn't understand Liu Jiang's intention, he saw that Lin Yongjian and Xu Rong did not refuse and said, "Director, no one is a senior or a young man, he has tightened his belt to live."

Ren Zhengbin: "That's it."

Liu Jiang looked at the four people speechlessly and said, "I really convinced you a few, two hundred, no more."

"Forehead."

"Didn't you let us drink?"

Liu Jiang raised his neck: "Is it not that Niulanshan is not wine?"

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel to remove your makeup first, and we will gather in the lobby at five o'clock later."

The restaurants near the Film and Television City are doing well, not because the chefs have good skills, but because there is only so much room for choice.

The four of them walked around and suddenly, when they passed a T-junction, Xu Rong's steps suddenly stopped and his eyes were straight at a transparent chess and card room at the intersection of the street.

The chess and card room is facing the street with a glass window, with air conditioning inside, next to a table in the glass window, four or five elderly people were standing or sitting watching two elderly people in their sixties playing chess, from them

, I can't feel the heat of the weather at all.

Xu Rong's focus was not on the chess and card room, but outside the window. A sanitation worker wearing a shabby straw hat, leaning on a broom, standing on tiptoe, looking at the chessboard in the glass window in a daze.

The sanitation worker was wearing a wide, not very clean white shirt that was not very fit, and his lower body was fat and dirty military trousers and green rubber shoes. His figure was slightly hunched because he was facing the side, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The dark side face and gray temples were deeply imprinted in Xu Rong's eyes.

Looking at the proud, the old man outside the window was older than the old man inside the window, and perhaps he was younger in actual age.

"Teacher Xu, what's wrong?" Ren Zhengbin walked and found that Xu Rong had fallen out of the team, so he turned around and asked.

Xu Rong didn't say anything, but just raised his chin gently.

The three of them stepped back and looked along his gaze, but they didn't see any reason.

Xu Rong said softly: "You guys say, what are you thinking about at this time?"

"What a thing?"

Perhaps he noticed the four people's voices, the old man turned his head and looked here. He quickly raised his equally dark palm, rubbed his face, and showed a sparse teeth. He seemed to smile, but it seemed to be a little small.

I was so embarrassed, and pressed the brim of the worn hat down.

"call."

Xu Rong let out a sigh of relief, and his brisk mood swept away in an instant.

Maintaining continuous activity within is a skill he has always been proud of, but at this time, he no longer has any complacentness and even has become a burden to him.

A long time ago, he knew that compared to many older colleagues, experience is a huge flaw of his. Therefore, he specially summarized a special skill based on the creative experience of many domestic and foreign predecessors in the past.

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Maintain continuous activity within.

The first time I had to follow the middle-aged man in his forties he saw on the street. When he was so tired that he could not do anything, he cried and called his mother and said: Mom, I am so tired anymore, I am really

I don't want to make money anymore.

Thanks to this skill, he was able to detect many details that were not easy for others to detect, just like Zhang Guofeng's previous one could avoid, but therefore, it was more likely to cause emotional fluctuations than others.

If it is in other situations, he will walk towards the old man, borrow his broom, learn from him, cushion his feet, and look into the chess and card room, so as to feel the old man's mood.

But from the subsequent actions just now, he already knew enough about the old man’s thoughts.

"Let's go."
Chapter completed!
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