Liu Changan drank some water to rinse his mouth and clear his foul breath. He planned to follow his original plan to go to the second-hand bookstore to look around, or just to look around, or to find a few books. However, he saw Ma Benwei, whose head was wrapped in white gauze, bringing the five people from the morning to the Chinese parasol tree and stood in front of Liu Changan.
"Brother Liu, I'm sorry! We had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai and looked down on you! "
The six of them bowed in unison.
"You don't have to apologize. You offended my sister, and I also beat you up. We're even." Liu Changan was a very reasonable person. He would never be unreasonable.
Is that his sister? Ma Benwei stole a glance at Liu Changan. If he did not know that this guy was a student from Fu Zhong, he would not be able to tell his age from his baggy pants and tattered vest. However, Ma Benwei already knew the identity of the young girl he tried to recruit today. Now, Ma Benwei was only glad that Liu Changan had taken down all of his people. If he had really done anything to that young girl, Junsha's well-established Ma family would have been uprooted. His old father, who was full of ambition, and his high-spirited brother, who was about to ring the bell on Nasdaq, would have been completely destroyed because of his recklessness.
He did not know that the sister Liu Changan mentioned was completely different from the one he imagined.
"We'll turn ourselves in later and be detained for 15 days. Also, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it." Ma Benwei did not believe that they were even. Whoever believed it was an idiot. Ma Benwei was aware of this.
Ma Benwei handed over an envelope.
"No need." Liu Changan rejected it. He thought for a while and said, "If I don't accept it, will you feel uneasy?"
Ma Benwei laughed. Of course, if you don't accept it, doesn't that mean you don't want to end things like this?
"How about this? From now on, you can send me a little bitch every day. A little rooster is fine too. Just send them for a month." Liu Changan smiled. "Focus on Qin Yanan. I'll tell her you came to apologize … As for her, you don't have to provoke her."
After that, Liu Changan ignored them. He locked the door and left while fanning himself. There were a lot of mosquitoes at night. Although the mosquitoes couldn't penetrate his skin, he did attract mosquitoes.
This mindless little animal had a keen sense of smell for fresh blood, just like a vampire.
Watching Liu Changan leave, Ma Benwei and the others stood there and looked at each other. Would it really be enough to send a little hen every day?
"What does he need so many chickens for? Is it the end of the world? "
"Watch your mouth!" Ma Benwei slapped him across the face.
"Brother Ma, are you sure you don't want to go to that girl's place?"
"That will require my father's help! What right do I have to apologize to him? Can I even make an appointment? Or should I go to Courtyard 1 to block the entrance? "Ma Benwei was depressed. He had been a local bully for too long. It felt bad to have to bow down to a strong dragon.
"If Liu Changan's relatives are so powerful, why does he live in this shitty doghouse?"
"Maybe he's an illegitimate child …" Ma Benwei said and slapped himself. It was his bad mouth that caused trouble. Didn't he learn from it? Ma Benwei waved his hand. "Let's go. We'll go to the police station and turn ourselves in. If I can't do a live broadcast for 15 days … how much will my popularity drop? I feel like I'm going to die. "
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Liu Changan fanned himself and walked slowly along the street to the familiar bookstore. After his afternoon nap, there were many old prostitutes dressed like him on the side streets. When he arrived at the familiar bookstore that he hadn't been to for a while, Liu Changan greeted the boss as usual. "Old Lan, business is good."
Boss Lan pushed up his glasses and slowly turned his head. The voice sounded young, but after a closer look, he spat, "Young man, you have no respect for your elders."
Liu Changan walked around the small bookstore. It was hard to find the scent of books in a second-hand bookstore, but there was an unavoidable smell of stale mold. The bookshelves on three sides were filled with all kinds of old and second-hand books. They probably had no collectible value, but they were cheap.
However, cheap was the most important thing to most people. Liu Changan flipped through a few books, looked around, and came to the counter. "Boss Lan, the books that Professor Liu left here, have they all been sold?"
Perhaps Boss Lan heard Liu Changan's change of address, but he raised his head again and carefully looked at Liu Changan for a while. "Young man, where did you hear about Professor Liu?"
"Professor Liu received the first Young and Middle-Aged Science Foundation of Xiangnan Province in 1995. In 1996, he was selected as the leader of Xiangnan's Trans-Century Science and Technology Discipline. In 1997, he became a national candidate for the National Million Talents Project. In 1998, he received a special allowance from the State Council. Is it strange that I know such an outstanding talent?" Liu Changan asked rhetorically.
"What about 1999?" Boss Lan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Liu Changan.
"Let's not talk about it." Liu Changan said matter-of-factly.
"In 1999, it was said that Professor Liu got his student pregnant. The scandal broke, and he was hit by a crackdown on academic corruption. He was in trouble. But before this incident, he left some books with me, as if entrusting them to his will. I have a feeling that there's something fishy about this. "Boss Lan stroked the white beard on his chin." What do you think? "
"You still believe in his character."
"I believe in my own judgment."
"It's all in the past. If you want to sell them all, then forget it. If you want to keep them, then give them to me. I'm his son." Liu Changan said with a straight face. There were very few people in this world who could pretend to be their own son.
"How do you prove that you're his son?" Boss Lan extended his hand. "Where's the household register?"
"He didn't say that I'm his son when he came looking for you. All I have to do is recite a poem to you: When the immortals touched my head, I tied my hair and received eternal life. Then, I'll ask you to pick up the old books. " Liu Changan pointed at Boss Lan's bookstore. "It's fine. If you can't, I'll pick a few books. Just don't take advantage of me like always."
Boss Lan took off his presbyopic glasses and smiled. He nodded with a chuckle.
Liu Changan smiled back.
Boss Lan leisurely walked to the back room and brought a ladder over. He refused Liu Changan's help and climbed up the side of the bookcase with wobbly little legs. Then, he pulled down a layer of woven cloth that was covered in dust. He coughed a few times and wiped the dust off his head. He grabbed the handle of a rattan bookcase that was exposed and pulled it down with great effort. Then, he let Liu Changan take over.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. If he's free, let him come for a cup of tea." Boss Lan walked down to clean up the ladder.
"He's dead."
Boss Lan nodded and closed his murky eyes. He slowly walked back to his original seat without saying a word. The setting sun shone in. It was the favorite scene of the humanities photographers. It was so old that one could almost see the passing of life.
In fact, Boss Lan was not that old. His wife looked young. She was wearing a white cotton dress, and she looked like a middle-aged woman. She was still attractive. When she walked out of the back room, she saw Liu Changan carrying the box that the dead man had left there for many years without letting anyone touch. She looked surprised.
"Professor Liu is dead. This is his son." Boss Lan narrowed his eyes.
The Lady Boss instantly squeezed her eyes, revealing a sorrowful expression. She let out a long sigh. "In the blink of an eye, it's been almost twenty years. Why is this person gone …"
As she said that, the lady boss reached out to touch Liu Changan's face. Liu Changan quickly dodged.
"Look … this young man is still shy." The lady boss laughed.
Boss Lan snorted coldly and ignored her.
"I'm leaving. See you later." Liu Changan said to Boss Lan. "If you have time, come to Baisha Park to play chess. I'm good at it."
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