"Dad!" A voice came.

Two men turned back.

The middle-aged man looked happy: "Qianqian, why are you here?"

Jiang Can's face froze: "This girl in school uniform looks a little familiar."

When the girl's eyes touched Jiang Can's face, she became obviously dull.

Is this a dream or?

She secretly pinched herself.

hiss……

She came to her senses, her face was red, and she stood there motionless while pinching the corner of her clothes.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw his daughter's appearance.

My face is so red, can't it be because of a high fever?

"No." The girl shook her head quickly and avoided her father's big hand.

She glanced at Jiang Can carefully and asked in a low voice: "Dad, how do you know the male piano god?"

steel……

Bad piano god!

Middle-aged men are very disdainful.

However, he dare not say that when he is in front of him.

"A client of mine." He smiled and turned to Jiang Can, "This is my daughter, Yang Qian."

Jiang Can nodded with a smile.

He confirmed that the ponytail girl in front of him was the one who stuffed her notes on the bus.

The world is quite small.

Didn’t his dad say that his daughter doesn’t chase stars?

Yes, I am not a star, I am just an ordinary handsome man.

Seeing that his daughter was still staring at Jiang Can, his expression was a little wrong, the man's heart sank: No way?

He turned his head to look at Jiang Can.

That face is so fucking dazzling!

How dare I seduce my simple and lovely daughter!

This little white-faced person who kills thousands of swords!

He coughed lightly, raised his face and said to his daughter: "This is my father's friend, call Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Can widened his eyes: Why did I become the uncle of your seventeen or eighteen-year-old daughter in just over 2070 months?

Yang Qian stamped her feet: "Dad, don't talk nonsense. Brother Jiang looks like he is about the same age as me!"

The man was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet: "You can't be confused with your seniority!"

Jiang Can even stomp his feet: Where did I get the seniority of you from me!

The girl was so angry that she pouted: "We will discuss our own things!"

Seeing that the man wanted to say something, Jiang Can hurriedly interrupted and said, "Let's see what's good first?"

He thought about it and decided not to come again, because the boss obviously looked unreliable.

Especially with such a high school fan, maybe how can I come here to squat him in the future.

Just like those girls on the same building, I have to wrap myself up tightly every day to and from get off work, and have to endure all kinds of teasing and sword-watching.

"Okay." The man sighed.

Yang Qian has been following the two of them all the time.

She looked at Jiang Can from behind without restraint.

So handsome!

So handsome!

Even her back is so handsome!

Wow, it's going to die!

Suck!

When she found that she was picking at a pile of discarded electrical appliances, she asked curiously: "Brother Jiang, what are you doing for these things?"

Jiang Can's expressionless face: "I received it for my friend."

"What do he want these things?" The girl blinked her eyes and looked at Jiang Can's side face.

"have no idea."

"You are so enthusiastic, hehe."

"hehe."

...

The man kept silent.

My daughter can't afford to offend her, is this little guy...

Get out of the way after choosing something!

After about ten minutes, Jiang Can chose the things.

The boss gave a discount price of 1,300 yuan and put two large sacks on it.

The middle-aged man had no expression on his face: "I'll send it to you?"

Yang Qian: "Okay, okay!"

The two men looked at her together.

Jiang Can shook his head: "You're welcome, no need."

A smile squeezed out from the man's stern face: "Let's go!"

Yang Qian flicked her ponytail and flicked her head, and said hurriedly: "I'll give you a look."

"No." The two men spoke together and looked at each other.

"If you have friends to pick you up, you don't need to send it." Jiang Can explained.

"Have you written your homework?" The man glared at his daughter with a dark face, "Have you done the test paper?"

Yang Qian looked at the two of them with grievance.

"Is it okay to take a photo?" She took out her cell phone and said to Jiang Can, "I am your fan."

Jiang Can couldn't refuse.

The man kept staring at Jiang Can's hand, and when he saw him put his hand in his pocket honestly, he felt a little relieved.

But when he saw his daughter's feet twisting and hitting into the other person's arms, his face suddenly seemed to be sunbathed on the equator for twenty years.

Jiang Can pulled two sacks out and walked to a corner. Seeing that there was no one nearby, he thought about it and sold the two bags of scrap.

43,000 points were obtained.

His points balance reached more than 110,000, which was less than 90,000 yuan from the lottery.

When he walked to the convenience store on the side of the road, he bought a bottle of Nestle coffee and walked while drinking.

When the cashier saw his face that was inadvertently exposed when he lifted his mask, he was obviously stunned.

"Hey, wait." The girl chased after her.

Jiang Can looks at her.

"That, can you talk to Zhang Ying? I'm your fan." The girl blushed, wondering whether to take the opportunity to secretly kiss the handsome man in front of her.

"You recognized the wrong person, right? I'm not a star."

"Hehe, I've seen you, I was in the bar the day before yesterday." The girl stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, "I'm still a member of your support team."

Hey.

"What?" Jiang Can was surprised.

"On Weibo, Brother Can's harem group, but you haven't certified Weibo." The girl seemed a little regretful.

It's indeed his own beauty.

Jiang Can was a little helpless.

"Can you take off your mask?" The girl had already approached him and picked up the fruit cell phone in her hand.
To be continued...