The first day---"Boss, let's get some dumplings." "10 Yuan."
The next day---"Boss, here's a plate of dumplings." "10 Yuan."
The third day - "Boss, I've been here for three days. What's your name?" "Ying Caisheng." "Can I call you Xiaoshengsheng?" Ying Caisheng turned and left. "Hey, Xiao Shengsheng! Don't leave! You haven't asked me my name yet!" Ying Caisheng took out his cell phone, clicked on Lu Shaoqing's face, threw the phone to the clerk, and said, "Print it out, stick it on the door, and write no entry." "Hey, Xiao Shengsheng! Stop!!"
One day, two days, three days, four days, one month, two months, three months... Ying Caisheng found that he didn't seem to hate the man named Lu Shaoqing so much. He would even look around expectantly every day. He knew that the office building opposite was about to get off work. He will definitely come. He will call Xiao Shengsheng tirelessly at the door.
I really don't know when Ying Caisheng started to care about the person who called him Xiaoshengsheng. Maybe it was the 88th day, maybe it was the 93rd day. He didn't know, and he didn't want to know. He only knew that this was good...