The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

In the afternoon, Li Kaixin, carrying a handbag, wandered into the trust store again.

Behind the counter was the same old man from yesterday. Seeing Li Kaixin enter, a smile immediately spread across his face.

"Young man, what brings you here again today?"

He hadn't forgotten that he'd pulled a whole bag of Daqianmen cigarettes from this young man yesterday.

"Uncle, I'm sorry to trouble you again." Li Kaixin said, taking out a Daqianmen cigarette from his pocket, pulling one out and handing it over.

The old man didn't stand on ceremony, took the cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

He then squinted at Li Kaixin, waiting for him to continue.

Seeing this, Li Kaixin smiled and explained her purpose: "Could you take me to see those pieces of furniture from yesterday again?"

"No problem at all, come with me!"

This time, she didn't rush to think about the pack of cigarettes in Li Kaixin's pocket. As soon as she finished speaking, she led him inside.

The two returned to the room filled with expensive furniture.

The old man pushed open the door and stood to the side: "Young man, take your time looking around."

After saying that, he stood at the door with a smile on his face and his hands in his pockets.

Li Kaixin nodded and went inside.

This time I looked at it very carefully, especially the small-leaf sandalwood canopy bed, examining it from all angles for a long time.

The old man at the door looked at Li Kaixin and thought to himself: Is this young man possessed?

While I was lost in thought.

Li Kaixin had finished looking at them. She walked over to him and said sincerely, "Grandpa, I'll take all of these. Could you tell me how much they cost?"

This time, they not only ordered the bed made of rosewood but also the table made of huanghuali wood.

Along with the rosewood dressing table and several huanghuali chairs, almost everything in good condition was selected, except for a few ordinary rosewood items.

"What? You want them all?"

The old man snapped out of his reverie and continued, "I told you the price yesterday, it's not cheap. Can you really afford it?"

Li Kaixin nodded affirmatively, then opened his bag, revealing stacks of banknotes inside.

The old man's eyes widened instantly, then his expression became wary, and he took a slight step back, as if he were about to call for help at any moment.

"Young man, where did you get this money?"

Li Kaixin knew the other party had misunderstood, but she didn't panic. She immediately took out a folded receipt from her pocket, unfolded it, and handed it over.

It was the invoice that Li Huaide issued yesterday, which had the steel rolling mill's official seal, the details of the transaction, and an amount of more than 1,700 yuan.

The old man took it, examined it closely, his expression gradually softened, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

He was genuinely afraid that he had encountered someone of dubious origin.

Then, a smile spread across his face: "Alright! I was overthinking it. Young man, wait a moment, I'll settle the score for you right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man pulled out a small notebook and half a pencil from his pocket, muttered to himself, and scribbled for a while.

Then he looked up and said, "It's two thousand two hundred yuan in total."

"Young man, how about we reduce one or two items? This will cost significantly more than your original invoice."

"No need, that's all. I also brought some savings with me today," Li Kaixin said decisively.

The old man didn't say anything more after hearing this, and led Li Kaixin to the counter.

After Li Kaixin arrived, he took out stacks of money.

The old man carefully counted each bill.

After counting the money several times, I finally gathered it up and handed over the receipt.

The old man wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and sighed, "After all these years, this is the first time I've ever counted such a large sum of cash with my own hands."

"Sir, these pieces of furniture are so expensive. If you sell a few more sets, you'll make more money than you do, right?" Li Kaixin asked curiously.

The old man blurted out:

"These are pretty much the best stuff we've got all back."

"Besides, everyone knows they're expensive. How can you usually get so many..."

He stopped abruptly, glanced at Li Kaixin, swallowed the rest of his words about being a sucker, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Li Kaixin understood perfectly and was immediately at a loss for words, realizing that in the old man's eyes, he had become a rare sucker.

The old man quickly changed the subject: "Young man, are you taking this furniture away now?"

After thinking it over, Li Kaixin decided to have it taken away by car that day after she started working.

So he said, "Sir, could I leave my things here for a few days? I'll come back when I've made arrangements."

"Sure! Anyway, it'll just stay in that room and won't be moved more than twice a year." The old man readily agreed.

"Thank you, sir," Li Kaixin said, stuffing the bag of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket into the old man's hand.

The old man took the cigarette, his smile widening, and repeatedly assured him, "Don't worry! I'll keep the things here for you to watch over; they won't get lost!"

Seeing that the matter was settled, Li Kaixin nodded to the old man: "Grandpa, that's all for now, I'll be going now."

"Alright! Take care, young man, come again when you have time." The old man smiled and waved the pack of cigarettes in his hand, watching Li Kaixin leave.

After leaving the trust shop, remembering that I still had a bicycle voucher, I decided to use it.

This time, Li Kaixin didn't buy anything at the department store here, but deliberately went to another one.

Two hours had passed by the time Li Kaixin finished buying the bicycle.

Li Kaixin had no intention of registering the bicycle at the moment. After pushing it to a deserted place, he put it into his secret space.

Just as they were about to leave, a sharp shout suddenly came from the alley: "Don't run! Stop!"

Then two more gunshots rang out.

Li Kaixin turned his head and saw a man in a Zhongshan suit running and firing his gun behind him.

The man then noticed him, a sinister smile flashing across his face: "Kid, you're out of luck."

Before he could finish speaking, the person had already rushed in front of him, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed directly against Li Kaixin's temple.

Li Kaixin's heart sank, and she cursed inwardly for not checking the almanac before going out today.

At that moment, three police officers caught up from behind.

The leader, an older comrade, shouted sternly, "Li Qiang, release him! Stop resisting! Come back with us, and we might try to get leniency!"

"Pah! Don't give me that!"

The man in the Zhongshan suit spat angrily: "If I go back with you, how am I supposed to survive?"

He tightened his grip, pressing the gun heavily against Li Kaixin's head: "Let me go! Or I'll shoot him right now!"

The older police officer was about to speak when he suddenly froze on the spot.

Taking advantage of the man's distraction, Li Kaixin suddenly raised his hand and struck, knocking the gun out of his hand!

Immediately afterwards, an elbow strike slammed into the opponent's chest. Before the man in the Zhongshan suit could react, he collapsed to the ground in pain.

Li Kaixin was seething with anger, but he didn't stop kicking and cursing, "You son of a bitch! I told you not to point a gun at people! You son of a bitch..."

The man was beaten until he rolled on the ground, screaming in agony.

Finally, Li Kaixin delivered a vicious kick, aiming straight for his groin.

The man in the Zhongshan suit rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted.