The vendor who lost a bundle of hydrogen balloons was on the street in front.

The business leader came over with a hydrogen balloon: "Sir," she handed over the banknotes in her hand, "I'll pay."

The old man knew what was going on when he saw the hydrogen balloons. He had lost so many balloons, and only one of them came over to pay for them after picking them up.

The uncle took the money and said, "Thank you."

The little girl was very polite and loved to smile: "You're welcome."

"Little girl, you are so kind-hearted."

What a lovely little sun.

The uncle also gave me five yuan in change.

The business leader put five coins into his bag, which jingled as he ran. Jing Zhao was waiting for her on the side of the road, and she came back excitedly and said, "Master complimented me on my kindness."

Jing Zhao did not express any opinions.

She tugged on the string of the hydrogen balloon, pulling it up and down, as if she was walking a cat that looked very similar to Jing Qianqian.

"It's you I'm praising." The business leader still has some self-awareness.

Jing Zhao didn't answer and just responded with a hum.

"How can I repay you the money?"

"No need to pay it back."

The same thing happened last time when the car was scratched. Was it because he was too generous or too reclusive? Shang Lingling actually didn't have much patience, but she gave all her patience to Jing Zhao.

She found an excuse that sounded pretty good: "No, our kind fairies never take advantage of others."

The corners of his mouth moved, as if he was smiling.

He doesn't smile often, at least not many business leaders see him.

"Jing Zhao."

"Um."

She took out her mobile phone from her bag and sent her friend request: "I added you on WeChat. If you agree, I will transfer the money for the hydrogen balloon to you."

He said again: "No need to pay it back."

The business leader stretched out his hand, originally wanting to tug on his clothes, but decided not to: "Jing Zhao."

She didn't wait for him to agree.

"Jing Zhao."

"Jing Zhao."

She didn't deliberately act coquettishly, she just had a good voice, and her tone was softer and slower. It sounded like a packet of butter exploding to her ears, soft and sweet.

"scene--"

Jing Zhao suddenly stopped and the business leader bumped into him. He let go of his hand and the hydrogen balloon flew away.

"My balloon flew."

She touched her forehead, which didn't hurt. Because she was so close, she could smell the faint scent of grapefruit on Jing Zhao's body.

It was Ms. Lu who found someone to buy the shower gel from abroad. The enthusiastic Ms. Lu also recommended the shower gel to the business leaders.

She smiled and complained: "It's all thanks to you that made my balloon fly."

There was no rain at the moment, so as soon as the line was loosened, the hydrogen balloon spread out and flew away.

Jing Zhao looked up and saw that he was already flying far away: "Well, it's up to me." If his voice was just a little softer, it would sound like he wanted to pluck the stars and the moon for you, which would confuse people, "So no need for money.

If you transfer it, I’ll compensate you.”

The stars and the moon were shattered, covered in glass shards.

Business leader: "..."

How can she add WeChat if she is not allowed to transfer money?

Shang Xiaoyang used all his patience to press the bottom of the box: "No need to pay." The money must be transferred.

He put his hands in the pockets of his coat and walked in front, without even the wind blowing. He said, "We kind people never take advantage of others."

Fairy Shang, who claims to be kind and never takes advantage of others: "..."

The difficulty of doing Jingzhao is better than piecing together a body whose bones are all broken into pieces.

On the way back, the merchant leader was gloomy and didn't say a word to Jing Zhao. He was also quiet and played a cello tune, which played a single song for more than forty minutes.

The car did not drive into the garage of Xingyue Haoting. Jing Zhao parked the car at the entrance of the community.

"You go up first."

The business leader slowly unbuckled his seat belt: "Are you still going out?"

He did not answer directly: "Leave the things you bought in the car first, and I will help you carry them up when I come back."

Very good, the excuse of not being able to move things is no longer used.

The business leader was frustrated: "Oh."

She got out of the car and Jing Zhao drove away.

At this time, after the elementary school was over, Jing Hedong was selling octopus balls in front of the elementary school behind the community.

Jing Zhao parked the car on the opposite road.

The little ball was rolling on the east side of Jinghe River: "Why are you here? Are you not busy?"

"fine."

Jing Zhao took a pair of disposable chopsticks from under the tricycle, tore off the outer packaging bag with his teeth, picked up a small octopus ball, and looked too good at eating it: "How is the business?"

"I'm too busy." When the small meatballs were cooked, Jing Hedong hurriedly packed the boxes, "You came just in time, help me deliver a takeaway."

"Where to send?"

Jing Hedong packed it up, put it in a bag, and put two pairs of chopsticks in: "Huacheng University."

There was a trash can next to it. Jing Zhao threw it casually and accurately threw the packaging bag of the chopsticks in: "Send me the number."

Jing Hedong’s stall is very small and mainly does roadside business. It has not joined the takeout platform. However, some regular customers ask for WeChat and sometimes order online.

Huacheng University is only one kilometer away from Xingyue Palace. It takes a few minutes to drive there. There is no access control in the school, and outsiders can also enter.

Jing Zhaolai has delivered takeaways several times and knows the way. Building 17 is at the end.

He dialed the guest's phone: "Hello, is this Ms. Sha?"

The other party was stunned: "Ah?"

Jing Zhao reported his full name: "The e-sports heroine Gou Meijiang."

The name is a bit long.

But it is not appropriate to call the other person a sand sculpture lady, nor is it appropriate to call the other party a dog lady.

Ms. Gou Meijiang: "It's me, it's me."

"The takeaway has arrived. It's downstairs in Building 17. Please come and get it."

"oh."

About ten minutes passed.

A girl wearing a dinosaur suit and home clothes came out of Building 17, looked around, walked up to Jing Zhao, and was not sure: "Octopus balls?"

Jing Zhao nodded.

Girls of this age are cute and fun: "I am Ms. Sha Diao's roommate, Ms. Hao Youqian."

Jing Zhao gave her the bag.

Ms. Hao Youqian: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jing Zhao returned the same way.

Ms. Hao Youqian watched "Octopus Meatballs" leave. When no one was in sight, she quickly called her roommate: "Gou Meijiang, let me tell you, the person delivering your takeout is a handsome guy."

Gou Meijiang met Jing Hedong and said he clearly looked like a bear.

Ms. Hao Youqian is also a regular customer of Jinghedong: "No, no, no, it's not Octopus Meatballs."

Octopus Old Meatball is Jing Hedong’s nickname.

Ms. Hao Youqian guessed: "It should be Octopus Xiaowanzi, the son of Octopus Laowanzi."

Octopus Maruko-chan once delivered takeout to Gou Meijiang, and Gou Meijiang said the voice didn't sound like it.

Ms. Hao Youqian figured out the relationship: "I guess the old octopus ball gave birth to two small balls. The one you have seen is the second ball, and this one is the big ball."

From then on, Jingjian’s nickname was: Octopus Erwanzi.
To be continued...