Fellow fellow, a shot in the back

Author: The hair is still very lush

Fellow fellow, a shot in the back

Fortunately, Lin Qiaoqiao did not completely cut off his financial resources. As long as the vegetables supplied every month can meet the standard, he will be rewarded with an additional two hundred yuan.

Overall, he is making money, but the income is much less than expected, but it is still beneficial. He will only be responsible for supplying goods. From now on, he can basically run both restaurants and vegetable farmers. It is a hard-earned money, no need.

Spend time at the farmer's market from morning to night.

The time saved can be spent with my wife and children, which is much better than spending time with these vegetable vendors at the farmer's market.

They, a group of vegetable sellers, have worked so hard to pull in a truckload of vegetables. If they cannot sell them out within a week, they will rot in their hands and may even lose money. Cooperating with Lin Qiaoqiao and the others is equivalent to serving them.

An iron rice bowl guarantees harvests despite drought and floods.

After figuring it out, the man with glasses didn't feel that he was earning less money, so he hummed a tune and went to look for casual workers to move goods.

"In the future, the moving goods can be handed over directly to the construction workers, which saves a lot of money." The bespectacled man became more and more satisfied with the calculation, and felt that Lin Qiaoqiao and the others were the gods of wealth.

After loading the car, Chen Shanye urged the woman behind him.

"Why don't you leave?"

Lin Qiaoqiao was fascinated as she looked at the rotten vegetable leaves on the ground. These vegetable leaves were perfect for feeding pigs, and in such a big restaurant, there would definitely be a lot of soup and water left over, which would be wasted if poured out.

I spent another dollar to find someone to pile the vegetable leaves on the truck. I plan to catch a dozen piglets and an old sow tomorrow, so that I can set up a small breeding farm around the hotel.

Her eldest brother happened to be a pig butcher, which was considered his old profession, so he didn't have to buy meat to eat it.

"I plan to raise pigs. When the time comes, the restaurant will buy the pork from me."

"Buy?" Chen Shanye grasped this key word keenly, "Is it interesting that you transfer the money from your left hand to your right hand?"

Lin Qiaoqiao didn't hide it from him: "Of course it's interesting. The money I earn from raising pigs belongs to our family. The money I earn from the restaurant is only 30% of our family's."

Chen Shanye: It makes sense. He was speechless. This is the same routine as buying vegetables just now.

He and Lin Qiaoqiao are responsible for 37% of the hotel's net profit. Lin Qiaoqiao is now making money from costs, so there is nothing to criticize.

"If you buy pork from outside, you may get water-injected pork. Don't worry, we won't add water to you because we are fellow villagers."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Shanye's face visibly darkened, and he said coldly: "Fellow fellow, one shot in the back."

Lin Qiaoqiao: It's hard for her to answer this, and she doesn't know how to answer it. After all, she really buried Chen Shanye with soil, to be precise, she buried him alive.

When she was burying the soil, she was still thinking that if Chen Shanye was suffocated to death like this, he would deserve it. Who asked him to pretend to be dead first?

While driving, I happened to see the lights of a barber shop still on. Some shops have two floors. The lower floor is for business and the upper floor is for people. Such barber shops usually close later.

"I'm going to get a haircut."

Lin Qiaoqiao followed silently. She mainly felt that the cab was filled with a strong smell of rotten cabbage, which was very irritating to her eyes.

The whole process of washing, cutting and shaving her hair took at least half an hour. Lin Qiaoqiao sat on a chair and leaned the back of her head against the wall, planning to take a nap.

I was in a daze, and at first I could hear the buzzing of the shaving clippers, but then I couldn't hear anything at all.

"Get up, go back." A slightly irritable male voice sounded.

As soon as Lin Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, they widened suddenly.

The man was very tall, leaning slightly, and his well-proportioned and strong body blocked the incandescent light behind him. The light gave the man a golden rim all over his body.

That sinister and tough face was sunk in the darkness, and a pair of eyes were astonishingly bright. Even brighter than the eyes was the gleaming forehead.

"Where's your hair?"

Chen Shanye said nothing, and the sound of the barber shop owner's gasping could be heard behind him.

She turned around and saw the boss who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face, and then looked at the man: "Did you beat him?"

"He shaved my head until I was bald. It's good that I didn't let him catch me. What happened if I got punched twice?"

Chen Shanye was also very irritated. The boss said that perming his hair would make him look younger, and he believed him. However, after tinkering for a long time, his hair was burnt and he had to shave it close to his scalp.

"Yes~ I'm sorry, this machine is newly introduced and I'm a little unskilled." The boss explained guiltily while lying on the ground.

"Fuck you, I..."

A flash of disgust flashed across Lin Qiaoqiao's eyes. She had an instinctive aversion to swearing, and it took her a year to change her eldest brother's habit.

But Chen Shanye still caught her emotions immediately. In order to please Lin Qiaoqiao, it had become instinctive for him to observe her emotions, just like drinking water when he was thirsty and eating when he was hungry.

He sneered coldly, as if he was eager to prove something, kicked the chair in front of him, and raised his voice several times: "I'm here to cut my hair, not to become a monk, you damn don't let me see it in the future

You, I’ll hit you every time I see you.”

As he spoke, he peeked at Lin Qiaoqiao with his peripheral vision, and found that her eyes had been staring at a pictorial on the wall. The person in the pictorial was 50% similar to Lin Shitong, and the hairstyle in the pictorial was also very modern, with diagonal parting.

Big back.

Looking at the kicked stool, Chen Shanye felt like a clown who was writing, directing and acting in a farce. Lin Qiaoqiao didn't care what happened to him now.

Sure enough, the next second, Lin Qiaoqiao gave him a "Are you done?" look.

This kind of dispute happened in the barber shop, and he lost such a temper. Even a stranger might advise him with concern: "Calm down, it's wrong to hit someone. If it gets serious, you'll get into trouble."

Chen Shanye didn't know what he was angry about. He took out a handful of money from his wallet and slapped it on the table. It was enough for medical expenses and a chair. He strode away quickly.

He was tall and had long legs, so Lin Qiaoqiao struggled to follow behind.

Before she could sit firmly in the passenger seat, the man pushed the accelerator to the maximum, and her head hit the front windshield heavily.

"I'm sorry." He apologized seemingly without sincerity, took out a few band-aids from the drawer next to him and threw them over.

There was obvious panic in his eyes. He really didn't expect that she would knock her head. He was actually a little scared...

I'm not afraid of anything. If Lin Shiwu and his brothers come for this trivial matter like before, they will never come back.

Lin Qiaoqiao looked in the rearview mirror to make sure there was no bleeding, and then she felt relieved.

She didn't touch the band-aid and replied with a normal expression: "It's okay."

Along the way, Lin Qiaoqiao twisted her neck to 90 degrees to look out the dark window. Chen Shanye silently swallowed back what he originally wanted to say.

The driving direction of the vehicle also changed from the way to the hospital to the way back to the Transportation Hotel.

Anyway, she has a third brother who is a doctor and will take care of her.

"arrive."

Chen Shanye asked a few workers to unload the vegetables and help with some preparation work to ensure that all workers would have food tomorrow, and then turned back.

In the hall, Lin Shikun was disinfecting Lin Qiaoqiao's wounds.
Chapter completed!