Six Hundred and Three. Fake It, Make It Real
Lin Zhiyun happily selected a beautiful crystal brooch from the boss's counter. The price of this brooch in the mall was five hundred and ninety-nine, six hundred yuan. Therefore, Yang Ming was equivalent to winning six hundred yuan with ten yuan. money.
"What else do you want?" Yang Ming weighed the darts in his hand and asked Lin Zhiyun.
"!" The owner of the dart stand broke out in a cold sweat. Sure enough, this guy is a tough guy, letting his girlfriend choose whatever she wants!
"That air humidifier is very good, I want it!" Lin Zhiyun saw that Yang Ming was so good, so she simply pointed to the prize of winning eight darts and said.
"Okay! But what if my hand shakes and I get hit by ten darts?" Yang Ming joked.
"Then I can only ask for another crystal!" Lin Zhiyun also smiled happily.
"Uh...that little brother...wait a minute..." The owner of the dart stand quickly stopped Yang Ming who was about to throw the darts and said, "that little brother, can we discuss it?"
"What are we discussing?" Yang Ming frowned, thinking that the boss couldn't afford the compensation and wanted to tell him to stop. In that case, Yang Ming would not listen to him and would complain to the temple fair's management office.
"Little brother, look, doesn't your girlfriend like that humidifier? I'll give her one as a gift. It doesn't matter if you throw the darts well or not!" The owner of the dart stand tried his best to reduce losses. So he actively wanted Yang Ming to choose that humidifier, otherwise he might have to pay for another crystal.
"What do you think?" Yang Ming turned to Lin Zhiyun and asked.
Lin Zhiyun nodded, and Yang Mingcai said, "Okay, bring the humidifier."
The boss breathed a sigh of relief. This humidifier only costs over a hundred yuan. It was much cheaper than that crystal, so I guess I got a big advantage!
After getting the humidifier, Yang Ming and Lin Zhiyun left the entertainment street. They had spent all the game coins, so naturally they would not stay here.
After eating some snacks with Lin Zhiyun at the snack street, Yang Ming received a call from his home. It was from his mother.
"Da Ming. Come back and see your dad. Director Feng just called him again. Your dad is just there alone, bored. When I talk to him, he doesn't pay much attention to me. I'm afraid that he will be depressed. What's wrong?" Mother Yang said worriedly.
"I understand, I'll go back in a moment." Yang Ming sighed. How could he not know what was bothering his father!
Hang up the phone.
Lin Zhiyun saw that something seemed to be wrong with Yang Ming, so she asked: "Yang Ming, is there something going on at home? Let's go back first. Anyway, we have almost gone shopping here, and we have so many prizes, so it's not easy to go shopping. not very convenient."
"Okay, I'll take you back first." Yang Ming nodded. He was also quite worried about his father, who was quite old. Sometimes, people of this age would get seriously ill if they couldn't think about anything. Yang Ming didn't want anything to happen to his father. Filial piety comes first in everything. Although I am very happy to be with Lin Zhiyun, these things are nothing compared to my father's things.
"It's okay. If something happens to you, just leave first. I can go back by myself." Lin Zhiyun said.
"It's hard for you to carry so many things yourself, so I'll give them to you. This place is not far from your home." Yang Ming said, reaching out to stop a taxi.
"Ha! Brother Yang, it's really you!" As soon as the car stopped, Sun Kun stuck his head out of the cab: "I looked like it from a distance, so I ran in your direction!"
"It turns out to be Brother Kun!" Yang Ming said with some surprise: "I was still wondering. The area around the temple fair is full of pedestrians. It's not easy to drive. There are very few taxis. I happened to see you and came here. So it was you who saw me. !”
"Get in the car!" As Sun Kun spoke, he looked at the girl next to Yang Ming in surprise, "Guaiguai Long Di Dong, why is there another one?" Zhao Ying, Zhou Jiajia, how many boats does Yang have?
But after thinking about it, Sun Kun didn't dare to talk nonsense before he understood Lin Zhiyun's identity.
After getting in the car, Yang Ming simply introduced Sun Kun and Lin Zhiyun to each other without saying much. Yang Ming was also afraid that Lin Zhiyun would be embarrassed. After all, it was difficult to introduce the relationship between the two people. Arriving in front of Lin Zhiyun's house, Yang Ming said to Sun Kun: "Brother Kun, wait for me. I'll be back soon."
"No problem!" Sun Kun nodded and said.
After getting out of the car, Yang Ming sent Lin Zhiyun back to the door of his house, and then said: "I won't go in. Tell Aunt Shen and I that there is something going on at home."
"Okay!" Lin Zhiyun nodded and said, "If you have anything to do, go back first."
"Well, by the way, Zhiyun." Yang Ming suddenly turned to look at Lin Zhiyun: "By the way, I suddenly thought of a good idea!"
"What's a good idea?" Lin Zhiyun looked up at Yang Ming inexplicably.
"That's the solution to the problem you asked me before!" Yang Ming smiled.
"Uh... have you come up with any good ideas?" Lin Zhiyun's face turned slightly red, and she immediately knew what Yang Ming was talking about. It must be about what to do if the pretending to be a couple was exposed.
"It's very simple. If our fake show is real, it's over!" Yang Ming said seriously.
"Hey! Is it really a fake show?" Lin Zhiyun looked at Yang Ming in shock.
"Yes, you have really become my girlfriend. Aren't all these problems solved?" Yang Ming smiled and pinched Lin Zhiyun's cheek, which was indescribably ambiguous.
Lin Zhiyun looked at Yang Ming blankly, a little at a loss...What on earth was he talking about? Isn't this a joke? But is the joke really that serious?
How outrageous! Is it really a fake show? Be his girlfriend? But what should Chen Mengyan do? Really, this kind of joke can also be made! Lin Zhiyun shook her head. When she raised her head again, Yang Ming had already walked away...
Yang Ming returned to the taxi with a smile on his lips. Is this a confession? I wonder what Lin Zhiyun would think? Yang Ming was not in a hurry to know the answer. He wanted to give Lin Zhiyun some time to think about it carefully.
Yang Ming seized this good opportunity at the right time and told Lin Zhiyun about it. Today, he did feel Lin Zhiyun's heart. Lin Zhiyun should have feelings for him, so Yang Ming decided to take the initiative.
"What was that just now..." Sun Kun asked curiously.
"How should I put it...the relationship is a bit complicated." Yang Ming shook his head and said, "She can be considered my girlfriend."
"Uh... I really don't understand the feelings of you young people. You're old and you can't do it anymore..." Sun Kun was a little confused. What does it mean to be okay?
Seeing that Yang Ming seemed to have some last resort, Sun Kun stopped asking any more questions. Yang Ming also changed the topic and talked about the taxi that ripped off customers that day. As soon as Sun Kun heard the number of the taxi, he yelled: "That guy! It's such an embarrassment to the taxi driver! He's notorious in the industry." Yuanyang, but he seems to have disappeared in the past two days. It is said that someone said hello and he was targeted by the traffic police! He was not seen at the train station or other places."
Yang Ming felt funny in his heart. It seemed that Chen Fei's colleagues he met that day must have said hello. This guy was going to be unlucky!
After returning home, Yang Ming saw his father smoking on the sofa. He sighed, then came to his side and sat down: "Dad, what's wrong?"
"Da Ming, you're back!" Yang Dahai raised his head and said with a wry smile: "Dad is fine, don't worry about it, go and play in your own room. "
"Dad, are you reluctant to leave Songjiang Bus Factory? Don't want to see it collapse?" Yang Ming shook his head and said very seriously.
"This..." Yang Dahai hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slowly: "Da Ming, I am really reluctant to let go. After all, your father has worked here for more than 20 years and has seen the bus factory go from glory to glory with his own eyes. Decline... If the factory closes down, I will feel so sad!"
"Dad, what kind of person is Director Feng? Why do many factories go bankrupt?" Yang Ming continued: "Isn't it because these factory directors don't act? Inaction is considered a good thing, and some even enrich themselves by taking out the factories. If it’s empty, can we stop using the stall?”
"Da Ming, I dare not say it to others, but Director Feng is definitely a good director!" Yang Dahai said excitedly: "Old Feng was the workshop director when I first started working. I watched him become the director of the factory. Location! Look, Lao Feng has been the director of the factory for so many years, and his family’s house still has two bedrooms and one living room like ours. The factory’s profits are not good, and he sold all his cars..."
"Okay, let's not talk about him anymore..." Yang Ming waved his hand. These superficial things could not explain anything. Yang Ming was just talking casually. Now he just wanted to see what his father thought: "Dad, what do you think? What are the shortcomings of the factory now?”