"Okay, I won't be poor with you. I have a class at eight o'clock in the evening. I have to go." Huang Wanting said after finishing the bowl of rice.

“You still have classes at night?” Fang Zhiqiang was a little surprised.

“For me, I give art training classes to children. Children have to go to school during the day on weekdays, and they only come to class in the afternoon and evening, so we usually have classes in the afternoon and evening, on weekends. We only have full-day classes on holidays and holidays. I have a class at around eight o'clock every night. I can't help it. I'm new here, so the class I take is the latest one. I know you'll be opening here tomorrow, so I I rushed over in advance to wish you a happy opening, Fang Zhiqiang, this is my wish, I wish you make a lot of money." Huang Wanting took out a red envelope from her pocket and placed it on the table.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, then stood up and asked: "What are you doing?"

"I won't come when you open tomorrow, I have to prepare lessons in the morning , our school has very strict requirements. Although it is an art school, every class must have a lesson plan and prepare lessons in advance. The director has to check it every day, so there is no way to be lazy. Plus I am still in the probation period, which makes it even more difficult. Behave better. So I won't be able to come tomorrow. This red envelope has no other meaning, it just represents my feelings. What? You don't think I'm bribing you, do you? Okay, you're tired too, so there's no need to give it to me. , I’m leaving first, and I’ll come find you when I have time. I wrote a new song, and when you’re not busy, I’ll come over and play the guitar with you for a while. Let’s go.” Huang Wanting was very free and easy, and turned around after finishing speaking When she walked out, she was really in a hurry.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment. After Huang Wanting closed the door and walked out, he took the red envelope that Huang Wanting put on the table. He opened the red envelope and looked at it. After reading it, he was a little surprised. There was a thousand yuan in it. , the red envelope also said "I wish you a prosperous business and great wealth." Seeing this, Fang Zhiqiang smiled again, just like Huang Wanting said, no matter how much money or little money, this is Huang Wanting's intention as a friend, and in this Fang Zhiqiang When he felt that he was almost forgotten and abandoned by everyone, Huang Wanting's thoughts made Fang Zhiqiang feel warm in his heart.

Huang Wanting obviously did not come to eat, but came specifically to give red envelopes to Fang Zhiqiang. Because she was in a hurry, Huang Wanting had already finished her meal and left before Fang Zhiqiang had eaten much.

After Huang Wanting came, Fang Zhiqiang felt much better. He went out and brought two bottles of beer back. He drank beer and ate food alone, turned on his phone and played songs. Suddenly, I felt that my life was pretty good, even though the surroundings were dilapidated.

After dinner, I cleared away the things on the table, then took a shower, lay comfortably on the bed, then took out my mobile phone and started making calls. The first call I called Bi Luochun, but there was still no response. The second call was to his father.Still the same thing, I called and hung up after a few rings. This has almost become Fang Zhiqiang's habit every night, but as a result, Fang Zhiqiang has become accustomed to it. At this time every day, Fang Zhiqiang will sigh, then put down his phone, turn off the light, and go to sleep.

The next day, Fang Zhiqiang got up early in the morning, put on his gloves and went out at four o'clock. It's already the end of November, and the temperature in Shanghai can't be said to be very low, but the magic attacks from the south are indeed a bit uncomfortable. Especially in this early morning, it was indeed still a little cold. After going out, Fang Zhiqiang went back and put on an extra layer of clothes, then wore gloves and carried a satchel and rode a tricycle to start his new day. For Fang Zhiqiang, He said that this was the beginning of his dream. Although he was just selling vegetables, for him, selling vegetables was more than just selling vegetables. It was his new desire for life.