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Seeing the situation, Tang Tianbao quickly packed up his clothes and ran off.

The next day, Tang Tianbao came again. Although the process was very different, the result was very different. Tang Tianbao was once again scared away by the Town Security. He fled in panic, and in this big city, in this big developed city, he was indeed a real stray dog — not even as good as that.

It turned out that setting up stalls in front of a mall or on the street was never a good idea. If he wanted to sell these high-end clothing, he would have to go to high-end places. Everything he had thought of before vanished into thin air. It was a waste of time. Next was the issue of how to get to a high-end location. If it was that simple, he would have gone there a long time ago. He finally left the clothes at home and went to the mall alone. Moreover, it was a high-end area. He hoped that he would meet a fated person here – all of this was merely hope.

He walked into George Armani's monopoly.

"Hello." With a smile on his face, the pretty sales clerk quickly walked over to greet Tang Tianbao.

"Hello." Tang Tianbao politely replied.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" the salesman asked.

"Oh, how much are these pants?" Tang Tianbao pointed to a pair of George Armani pants.

"Sir, you have good eyes. This is the new model for this year. It is an Italian imported full hair deep dark stripes without crease and dark stripes to repair the body of the western pants. This pair of pants is 889 yuan. " The salesperson was still smiling. When she announced the price, the smile on her face became even more natural.

Tang Tianbao's expression turned unnatural. Did anyone buy such expensive pants? At least he didn't buy it. Tang Tianbao continued to look around. There were basically no items below six hundred yuan here. This is the luxury market in China.

Tang Tianbao stayed in the store for about ten minutes, during which time two people came to buy suits and a woman bought cosmetics. Luxury goods have a market in Chaozhou. Tang Tianbao sighed with emotion. He couldn't buy a single one of his "luxury goods". He walked over to the salesman.

"Hello, sir. Do you need to buy those pants? " The salesman still hadn't forgotten about the pants. She always sells her wares with a smile on her face.

Tang is also not interested in luxury goods, but he is interested in salespeople. This kind of smiling service was hard to refuse — especially for men. To sell in this way, I believe there is no product that cannot be sold. There are no bad goods, only bad salespeople. Tang Tianbao was filled with emotion. If Xie Min could hire such a salesperson, she would have no problem with her tricky clothes.

He began to like the saleswoman. Of course, this sort of favorable impression was definitely not between a man and a woman. Tang Tianbao had a strong sense of purpose.

"Sir, do you need these pants or not?" the saleswoman asked again. No matter how slow Tang Tianbao was, she had never been in a hurry. She had an unchanging smile on her face.

Tang Tian Bao came back to his senses and said, "Oh …" No need. "No …"

"Then do you have anything else you need?" The salesman made a please gesture.

Tang Tianbao waved his hand.

"Your attitude is very good." Tang Tianbao said to the saleswoman.

"Hee hee, is that so?" The salesman knew better. She had seen a lot of these customers — they didn't buy anything, they just talked. She treated him equally. His attitude decided everything.

"I have something I want to ask you." Tang Tianbao said.

"Ask away." The salesman's bright smile was like a blooming flower.

"It won't affect your work, will it?" Tang Tianbao also became courteous.

"Make it short." The salesman said.

"I have a bunch of fancy clothes, but I can't buy them. I want to learn from you. " Tang Tianbao went straight to the point.

"I'm not too sure about that either." The salesperson rejected Tang Tianbao, but her face was always smiling.

"That …" Tang Tianbao would not easily give up this opportunity.

"Sorry, a customer is here, I'm going to be busy." The salesperson ignored Tang Tianbao.

Sales to salespeople is the reason Tang Tiangbao must fail.

Walking out of the shopping mall, Tang Tianbao walked alone on the streets with a small bag behind his back. Inside the bag were a few pieces of clothing. The sun was high in the sky, and it was as if a fire had been cast down from the horizon as it roasted Tang Tianbao. Beads of sweat dripped down from his forehead. However, he didn't feel any pain. He grabbed the woven bag with one hand and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with the other. Occasionally, if he didn't clean it in time, it would flow into his eyes. He blinked hard, trying to clear his sweat with his tears. He kept walking like this, his stomach empty, hungry to the point where his chest was pressed against his back, but he couldn't eat. He had given himself orders not to eat as long as the clothes were not sold. Of course, there were other reasons as well. He didn't have a single cent on him right now. The pressure of life forced him to go through hardships. As hard as it was, he no longer felt it. A person's endurance might be limited, but their potential was limitless.

There was a red light in front of him, allowing him to finally stop and rest for a while.

Xie Min happened to drive past this intersection as well. She stopped the car and waited for the red light. Xie Min inadvertently looked out the window and saw "dying" Tang Tianbao. She saw Tang Tianbao carrying a woven bag as he waited for the red light on the pedestrian road. Her heart trembled. From Tang Tianbao's dressing, it wasn't difficult to see that he was setting up a stall. However, Xie Min did not have the time to greet Tang Tianbao. The red light went out and the green light went on.

Xie Min had her own matters to attend to. She was going to send off her French friend Margaret Ivicki. Ivechi was disappointed that she didn't find the clothes design she wanted in Tidal City. Foreigners are not as reserved as Chinese. Foreigners don't like it or they don't like it, and they have to show it, whether in language or behavior. Foreigners almost never cared about face. If they couldn't handle their own matters, they wouldn't care about face.

On the phone, Ewiqi gave Xie Min a good scolding.

From the point of view of her clothes, she did disappoint Iviki.

But as a Chinese, she was more attached to friendship, and even if Ivechi said so, she would send off her international friend, because it was not certain when they would meet again. Chinese people are sentimental. She drove the car to the hotel where Ivy was staying.

She called Ivicki.

"Darling, you're still angry?" Xie Min spoke coquettishly, more like a daughter trying to coax her unhappy mother.

She was surprised to hear from Xie Min. She had already severely criticized Xie Min. She really hadn't expected Xie Min to send her off.

"Oh …" "No …" Ivy felt a little embarrassed. She forced a stiff smile on her face.

"It's good that there isn't any. "Darling, hurry up and open the door!" Xie Min said.

"Ah?" Open the door? You are at my door? " Ivy was even more surprised. She didn't expect Xie Min to send her off.

When Ivy opened the door, she was overjoyed to see Xie Min. She even shouted out loud and hugged her tightly.

The barrier between the two of them suddenly dissolved, dissolved by a warm embrace. Maybe it was just a matter of career. In her life, Ewiqi was still willing to be friends with Xie Min, who also liked her a lot.

"Min, I really have to go." Avice said reluctantly.

Xie Min was a little agitated and reluctant. The time they spent together always seemed so short. She shook her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"Idiot, why are you crying? You should be happy to see me. " Ivicki said reassuringly.

Xie Min was still unable to speak, she could only nod her head in agreement.

Avice placed her hands on her face, gently wiping away the tears that were glistening on her cheeks.

"We will meet again!" Avice said.

"When?" Xie Min asked in a slightly hoarse voice, as if she was a woman asking her husband who was about to travel.

The company's trivial matters made Xie Min relax after days of depression. In front of Ewiqi, she no longer had to put on the airs of a CEO. She also longed to have her own life and emotions. Although she was strong, she was also weak. However, in the company, she was unable to stop herself from becoming a strong woman.

Today, Xie Min had returned to her true self in front of her old friend, Ewiqi.

There was no such thing as an endless banquet. After all, Ivicki had to go back to France. Even though it was cruel, it was still the truth. Xie Min still needed to act strong after Avice had left. She had to be strong. There were more important things to be done at the company.

"Take a walk around Chaozhou City." Avice suddenly said.

Xie Min opened her eyes for a moment before a smile broke out on her face. "Alright!"

She wanted to remember Xie Min, Chaozhou, this city, and her friends in this city …

Tang Tianbao walked along the main street by himself. People like him were too common in Chaozhou city, so no one paid attention to him. Other than relying on his own sweat, he had to have a brain in order to fight against minor characters. In Chaozhou City, the saying goes: The person who earns money does not suffer, the person who suffers does not earn money. If one thought about it carefully, it was indeed like that. The richer one was, the richer they would become. Those without money could only become more and more penniless. The least valuable thing in this society is labor.

It wasn't that Tang Tianbao didn't have a brain, he just lacked a wise man's enlightenment. As someone who lacked experience in society, he couldn't think of any methods at the moment. He could only wander about on the streets. It didn't matter how far he walked. Tang Tianbao persevered. He didn't give up until the very last moment as his mind was filled with Xie Min. Every time he thought of Xie Min, he felt an inexplicable sense of power.

He persisted, not giving up. Tang Tianbao clenched his teeth and walked forward. The journey was long and uncertain, but he had faith, perhaps vague love, perhaps nothing. Xie Min was imperceptibly giving him strength. He could be defeated by hunger and heat, but as long as Xie Min was around, he wouldn't be defeated.

Tang Tianbao suddenly thought of Xie Min as his blood boiled once more. Seeing that "Min" was thirsty, he swallowed his saliva and continued to walk forward.

Tang Tianbao also didn't know how far he had walked. He was simply too tired. He could no longer walk, so he squatted under a weeping willow to catch the cold along the right side of the road. He was too hot, and his mouth was dry. He had to drink; his throat was burning. However, he had no money. There were many small pavilions that sold ice cream, beverages, and mineral water. He didn't even dare to approach them. Other than these few clothes that could not be sold, there was nothing else on his body. When he was hungry, he could only endure. When he was tired, he could only endure. When he was thirsty, he could only endure. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

No food, no water. For the first time, Tang Tianbao felt the strangeness and indifference of Chaozhou City. He was so thirsty, his throat was sore, his saliva seemed dry, and he had to drink.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Chen Dalong for help.

Inside the phone was a reminder that no longer sounded sweet: Hello, your phone is in arrears. Please continue to pay for the call …

After hanging up the phone, Tang Tianbao raised his head. He looked at Liu Ye, his eyes filled with tears. Too thirsty to cry. This heartless city would not pity someone's tears. He could only hold back his tears.

Tang Tianbao stood up and continued to walk forward. He had to find a park as soon as possible. He had to find water in the lake or in the running water on the lawn. He couldn't wait.

He remembered that the People's Park in Chaozhou City was nearby. He walked towards the park, disregarding his own safety. Although his steps were tired, they were firm.

There aren't many tourists in People's Park now. However, the irrigation sprinklers on the lawn were still spinning and shooting water in all directions. Tang Tianbao put the woven bag outside the lawn and hurriedly ran into the lawn.

The problem of thirst was solved, but the problem of hunger was still unresolved. He collapsed on a chair by the side of the lawn. His wet hands were in his messy hair, and his eyes were a little hazy. The sun was blocked by dense foliage. It wasn't too hot in the park, so why not set up a stall here when Tang Tianbao suddenly thought of such a good environment? Thinking like this, Tang Tianbao also did the same.

He squatted down on the ground and carefully arranged the pieces of clothing one by one, afraid of blocking out their most distinctive features. When Tang Tianbao suddenly stood up, his vision became blurry and his head felt heavy. He staggered and fell to the ground.