Me, the big brother of society! Get clean by pampering little potatoes

The old man let out a hot breath, and the outside made him sober up a little.

Speaking of which, it's not uncommon to meet street singers here.

After all, this is the most famous central street in Erbin, and even if it is not yet the peak tourist season, as long as there is snow, there are still some tourists.

In addition, Central Street is not only a place where outsiders like to take pictures and check in, but also a good place for locals to take a walk and play, so there are naturally some street singers.

A guitar, a stereo, a microphone, and a few small musical instruments, you have a small stage of your own.

Of course, if you only rely on the rewards of local passers-by and tourists, there is not much income, so they will basically have a mobile phone for live broadcast in front of them.

Over the years, with

the rise of the live broadcast industry, even he, an old man who has been a little unable to keep up with the pace of the times, is no longer surprised.

The street singer is an elderly local, and at this time he sings an old song from the Northeast, and after seeing that there are suddenly so many people around, he sings very hard.

Although the singing level is average, this kind of hard work naturally attracts these people to reward them arrogantly, and the little secretary who makes his own ideas directly swept a thousand yuan.

After all, this can be regarded as indirectly pleasing these southern tourists.

"Thank you, thank you, brother, for the tipping !!."

At the end of the song, everyone applauded, and the singer had time to thank Su Huaqiang, the gold owner!

The old man who had finished drinking squinted not far away, looking amusementingly, and lit a cigarette.

With the reward, the singer is also more energetic, and he is about to come up with another song to continue the intensity.

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

"Uncle, you can do it too!".

Jiang Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at Su Huaqiang, and then she remembered that when she was at the wine table before, Er Biao once said that her boss drank too much and liked to sing.

A casual sentence was remembered by his classmates.

Seemingly...... These people are just like themselves, and they are quite curious!

So, Jiang Xiaoyan was happy and joined the team of everyone who cheered.

"Sing a song, sing a song!".

As for Su Huaqiang, who was the party concerned, when he left the hotel, he was blown by the cold wind, and the strength of the wine seemed to come up.

Until now, I am still a little confused, and my mind is full of the words of the old man of the hotel.

It wasn't until he was lightly touched that Su Huaqiang came back to his senses and found that everyone was coaxing.

Su Huaqiang looked puzzled, and saw Jiang Xiaoyan with a cunning face on his side.

"What's wrong, big niece?".

Jiang Xiaoyan pointed to the wandering singer in front of her, "Everyone wants you to sing a song." "

She was afraid that Su Huaqiang would refuse, so she turned around and shouted to her classmates and tourists, "You said yes?!".

"Yes!!" They were not afraid of big things when they saw the excitement, and they responded with their throats.

"No, no, no~~~" Su Huaqiang hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

Of course, Su Huaqiang's singing is not good, on the contrary, Su Huaqiang's singing skills can even kill some current stars with traffic.

As I said before, as he traveled through the parallel world, if he hadn't had such a family background, maybe now he would have begun to dominate the music scene with the works of his previous life.

Occasionally, when he was alone, he would also sing.

But now he is also a boss no matter how he says it, except for the previous few times when he drank too much and was instigated by these subordinates, he sang so many songs, Su Huaqiang really didn't sing in front of others.

Although he is not a social

phobia, he is not a social cow either.

In front of these tourists, let him sing a big brother in society, isn't this equivalent to playing in front of these people?

Jiang Xiaoyan didn't intend to spare him.

pushed this uncle, who was about the same age as himself, and said seriously, "Boss Su, you forgot that you are the president of the Erbin Tourism Volunteer Association."

Everyone was very satisfied with your volunteer service before, and just at the dinner table, everyone said that they would give a full score!

Now tourists want to listen to songs, why don't you want to?

Isn't this a chain drop at a critical moment?".

Su Huaqiang frowned slightly and began to think.

But I drank too much wine, and my brain was a little stuck.

Seriously, I heard the

old man tell him about the past of the Northeast, and now I heard my eldest niece mention the test, so he thought he might just sing.

Nothing!

Besides, this can be regarded as a contribution to his hometown in disguise!

Of course, what made Su Huaqiang decide to speak was that after hearing the words of the old man before, there was a kind of depression that did not vomit and was unhappy.

So, he nodded slightly.

On the side, the little secretary Michelle Cheoh showed a surprised smile when she saw her boss nodding, she hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words to the wandering singer.

After all, guitar stereos are someone else's.

Even if you are a big brother in society, you can't always be unreasonable.

Then, the other party

looked at Su Huaqiang with a puzzled expression, considering that the other party had just given a reward of 1,000 yuan, he took off the guitar hanging around his neck, handed it to the little secretary Zhang Ziqiong, and then retreated.

Seeing this, Su Huaqiang shook his still somewhat confused head vigorously, staggered over, took the guitar, and looked up at the night sky.

Dark clouds weigh down on the city, it seems...... It's going to snow......