Chen Liqiang took the card and looked at representative Li on the side.

Li nodded politely to him and said "hello" to Chen Liqiang.

"Hello, Hello!" Chen Liqiang nodded in response.

Lu Xiaolai said with a smile: "you can go back on it. If you still decide to go with us, bring your ID card and luggage to the airport of L City at 11 noon tomorrow. If you decide to stay here, please burn the card in your hand so as not to be found out and cause unnecessary trouble. "

"Well, I know..."

"Then you can eat. We'll withdraw. Excuse me. Goodbye. "

Lu Xiaolai casually waved to Chen Liqiang and walked out with Gu canzhao's arm.

Representative Chen followed them.

Two security guards at the door opened the door and followed them after they came out.

Their figures soon disappeared at the door.

At the corner of the square wooden table, there is an apple. Chen Liqiang picks up the apple and sits back on the bench beside the dining table, staring at the business card in his hand.

Chen Baogen said nothing and sipped his wine.

The old woman noticed the envelope on the table and picked it up tremblingly: "well, they dropped it..."

Chen Liqiang looked up into the old woman's hand and saw her open the envelope and take out a whole stack of brand-new red banknotes.

The old woman opened her eyes wide in consternation, counting the number of them with trembling hands.

On the dining table, Chen Baogen was still holding a wine glass in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the envelope in the old woman's hand, and he couldn't move another look.

One by one, there are 100, which is equivalent to Chen Liqiang's four month salary.

"This..." the old woman put the note back in the envelope and handed it to Chen Liqiang in both hands: "such a great kindness, Liqiang... You must need home when you leave home. You can take the money and it can be used in any emergency."

Chen Liqiang took the money, stuffed it into his pocket with his business card, said "eat" and picked up chopsticks to eat.

Chen Baogen watched as Chen Liqiang put the envelope containing the money into his pocket, lifted his glass and took a big sip of the wine.

The old woman sat back on the bench and continued to eat from the bowl.

This night, Chen family as usual, after a simple wash lie down to rest.

In the slightly larger room on the second floor, the old father sleeps on two 1.2-meter cots stacked together. The iron floor fan is placed on Chen Baogen's side, creaking with the wind.

The old woman could only blow to the tail of the wind, and there was a layer of sweat on her back and neck. She lay on her side with her back to Chen Baogen, watching the night outside the window with her eyes open.

Chen Baogen beside him grunted. At about three o'clock in the morning, the old woman finally couldn't help feeling sleepy. She was half asleep and half awake. She was very uncomfortable and restless.

In the smaller room in the west, a small vertical fan is placed on the stool and blows at Chen Liqiang.

Chen Liqiang tugged at the envelope in his hand, his heart thumping, nervous and violent.

Uneasiness, expectation, anger at the injustice of fate, in his heart, as if to cry out.

The broken clock on the wall ticked past four o'clock.

Chen Liqiang sat up from the bed, turned off the small electric fan, picked up his luggage, and quietly went downstairs.

He walked out of the door, limping and disappearing into the half white night.

The next morning, the old woman tidied up Chen Liqiang's room. Under her pillow, she found that there was not a few money in the envelope. Her tears fell in a flash.