Manager Li wouldn't easily let this selfish family off the hook. He spread out his hand, showing his fair and tender palm that hadn't been tanned.
"If you don't want to pick it up, then you'll have to pay the staff for the cost of searching for the ring pull. It's at least 200 per person per day."
"Until we find it."
The family of the brat had hoped to get away with it, but they never expected to have to pay so much money!
Seeing the family look at each other, Manager Li's eyes glinted with ill intent. He coldly warned them,
"If you choose neither, then just wait for the police to arrest you."
Seeing that compromise was useless, the family of the brat had no choice but to nod dejectedly.
When the brat heard that they had to pick up trash under the scorching sun, he threw a tantrum and refused.
"I don't want to pick up trash! I want to eat ice cream now! I want ice cream!"
But this time, no one was going to protect him.
The brat's angry mother slapped him on the butt.
"What are you throwing a tantrum for? It's all your fault!"
The brat's mother stamped her feet in anger and blamed all the blame on the brat.
If the brat hadn't been so noisy and unruly, they wouldn't have had to pick up trash!
The brat had never suffered such grievances before. He burst into tears after being slapped and struggled to break free from his mother's grasp. He fled into the arms of his grandparents.
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Manager Li smiled and turned to look at Lu Chuanbai, Xu Qingqing, and the two children running around. There was a hint of envy in his eyes.
"Mr. Lu, I'll supervise them until they find the ring pull. You can continue your itinerary."
Lu Chuanbai nodded. "Thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, Zhu Lulu led Lu Chuanbai's family onto the sightseeing bus again and headed to the next stop.
The next stop was the famous second - hand market on Penglang Island. There were all kinds of treasures in it. You could find anything you could think of.
Since Penglang Island was close to European and American countries, many European and American clothes and home decorations had made their way to the market on Penglang Island, with unique cultural characteristics.
Xu Qingqing and Lu Chuanbai stood on either side, and the two children held hands and bounced between them. The whole family was having a great time.
Xu Qingqing was looking for something that interested her. Among a pile of romantic European - American - style decorations, she was pleasantly surprised to see a stall selling Chinese - style items.
There were beautiful Chinese - style hairpins and bright trumpet - flower hairpins on the stall.
The stall owner was a plump woman with a beaming smile on her face. She greeted the passing tourists and urged them to buy the hairpins.
"Come and buy the hairpins from Penglang Island. Whether you keep them as souvenirs or give them to your family and friends, they're top - notch gifts."
As she shouted, she also chatted with the passing travelers.
"Sir, would you like to buy a hairpin for your girlfriend?"
"Miss, would you like to buy a flower to wear on your head? This is a specialty of our Penglang Island."
When Xu Qingqing and the others passed by the woman's stall, the woman noticed that Xu Qingqing and Lu Chuanbai were a couple. She loudly chatted with Lu Chuanbai.
"Sir, would you like to buy a beautiful hairpin for your wife? Your wife has such long and beautiful hair. It'll look really nice on her."
Lu Chuanbai turned to look at Xu Qingqing's long, silky hair that cascaded down like a black waterfall. He quite agreed with the woman.
He put his arm around Xu Qingqing and half - coaxed her to the woman's stall.
"See if there's one you like. Pick one."
Xu Qingqing wasn't very interested in these hairpins. Her mother - in - law had left her a lot of jewelry, and she didn't need these imitation antiques.
Especially since the colors of the hairpins were deliberately aged and not very bright, which made Xu Qingqing even less interested.
Xu Qingqing's gaze fell on a small pile of scrap metal in the corner. All kinds of rusty and decayed small items were entangled together, and it was hard to tell what they originally looked like.
The intuition that there was something good in it flashed again. Xu Qingqing's intuition was always very accurate. She turned around and walked over to the pile of scrap metal. Her slender fingers tried to separate the items.
Seeing that Xu Qingqing didn't choose the expensive ones but instead went for the pile of scrap metal, the woman started to vigorously promote the trumpet - flower hairpins to the two children.
"Oh, these two children are so cute. Their little faces are so handsome. They'll look even nicer with hairpins on."
The woman picked up a blue flower and a pink flower and held them up to the ears of Xu Yiyi and Xu An'an.
The two children really liked the beautiful hairpins. Lu Chuanbai nodded to indicate that he would buy them and gently clipped the hairpins to the children's ears.
Lu Chuanbai also took a fancy to a yellow hairpin. The petals were a delicate yellow, and there were orange stamens inside. It was very suitable for the sunny and positive Xu Qingqing.
A gentle smile curled up on Lu Chuanbai's lips. He picked up the yellow hairpin, tucked away the stray hair that had fallen by Xu Qingqing's ear, and gently clipped the hairpin on.
Xu Qingqing noticed Lu Chuanbai's action. She patiently waited for him to finish before turning to look at Lu Chuanbai.
The bright sunlight made Xu Qingqing's skin look as smooth as jade, almost translucent, exuding an ethereal aura as if an elf had fallen into the mortal world.
There were a few strands of hair hanging by Xu Qingqing's ear with the hairpin on. Her misty peach - blossom eyes slanted upwards. Under the illumination of the yellow flower, she looked lively and charming.
"Do I look good?"
Xu Qingqing smiled playfully at Lu Chuanbai. Lu Chuanbai stared at her beautiful smile, almost in a daze. He bit his lip and nodded.
"You look good."
Xu Qingqing patted the flower by her ear with her hand and then turned around to continue rummaging through the scrap metal. She finally found the hairpin that she thought was a treasure.
This hairpin looked black and dirty. There were even patches of rust at the end of it, and the beads on the hairpin were covered with black stuff.
If it wasn't on a hairpin stall but on the side of the road, I'm afraid passers - by would think it was a rotten tree branch and wouldn't even take a second look.
Xu Qingqing held up the hairpin and looked up at the woman.
"Ma'am, how much is this hairpin?"
The woman saw that this rich woman had chosen a worthless hairpin. Her eyes rolled.
There was a shrewd glint in her eyes as she wanted to maximize her profit.
She had bought this hairpin when she was buying antiques. Because it was shabby and unremarkable, she had only spent 10 yuan on it and had never been able to sell it.
The woman smiled and spoke. She put away the disdain in her eyes and put on an eager smile. She extolled the hairpin that was almost ready to be thrown into the trash.
"Miss, you have really good eyes. I bought this hairpin from a declining family. It has quite a history."
"But since you've chosen it from a pile of scrap metal, there must be a fateful connection between you and this hairpin. I'll sell it to you cheaply for 150 yuan!"
Xu Qingqing was a bit speechless when she heard this. She looked at the dusty hairpin back and forth.
This woman was obviously like the boss who sold the gramophone when she went to the fair last time. They both wanted to sell the scrap metal they bought at sky - high prices.