Treasure Eye

Yang Bo smiled wryly at his boss, but in his heart he was thinking, fifty thousand yuan, this is fifty thousand yuan! If he had this money, he could get his father hospitalized for treatment first!,After waiting until noon, when it was time to get off work, Yang Bo went out to buy lunch. Guo Pi usually only gave him twenty yuan to save money, ten yuan per person for a meal. To save even more money, Yang Bo would use his share of the money to buy five-yuan fried rice, this way he could save money for dinner!,Yang Bo suddenly heard a voice from the roadside. He turned his head to look and saw an old man, ragged and leaning against the steps, his forehead covered in sweat!。