The weather in the northwest is no longer hot after entering October, and has even begun to feel a bit cold, but this cooling makes Lin Feng feel very comfortable. Although the temperature in the club is not high, it makes Lin Feng somewhat depressed.
After taking a few breaths of fresh air, Lin Feng felt much more relaxed.
Walking along casually.
There were very few people on the street at this time, and Lin Feng saw a barbecue stall on the roadside.
Although I knew this was not hygienic, I was really hungry, so I sat down at the stall regardless, ordered something casually, didn't ask for wine, and ate alone.
Although there were not many pedestrians on the street, there were quite a few people at this barbecue stall.
There were people in twos and threes, eating, drinking, laughing, and very comfortable.
Who would have thought that this inconspicuous young man in front of him would turn out to be the famous boss of Dragon League, worth hundreds of billions.
While I was eating, I suddenly heard a banging sound.
Lin Feng quickly looked up and saw that less than two meters away from him, several young people overturned the table in front of him. One of them, an angry guy, even yelled at the boss: "It's ringgit, you
**This is mutton kebab? Are you lying to me, do you know who I am?"
The owner of the barbecue stall is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a wrinkled face, which shows that he has been through a lot.
Those eyes are still clear.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't greet you well. Let's do it this way. You can eat for free today, so you can just make friends. How about it?" the boss said with a smile.
"Draw it up, free of charge? I can't afford it?"
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that!"
"Then what do you mean?"
The boss stopped talking.
The arrogant guy who had been clamoring just now waved his hand and said in a arrogant voice: "I don't care, if you want to continue running this shabby stall, just give me three thousand yuan."
Money, otherwise, I will destroy this shabby stall like yours!"
"Brother, look at my small business, how can I have so much money!" said the middle-aged man.
He looked very embarrassed.
"Fuck, I don't care about that!"
"Brothers, I really don't have that much money. I have only sold a total of more than 300 yuan today."
"Fuck, you're tired of your job. Either give me money or I'll ruin the stall."
"I really have no money!"
This middle-aged man was almost crying.
It's enough to bring a man to this level.
It turned out that when the customers who were eating saw that someone was making trouble, they had already stepped away without paying or saying anything. Instead, they took the opportunity to pack up their orders and take them away.
Lin Feng saw the seriousness of the situation.
"That's telling me that I've smashed the stall, right? Brothers, why are you still standing there? Smash it for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, five or six followers started to take action without saying a word.
"You guys have quite a bad temper!" At this moment, a voice that was neither salty nor cold sounded.
Only then did these little hooligans notice that there was a guy eating in the corner, his mouth full of greasy food.
It was Lin Feng.
"Fuck, I bumped into something that doesn't know how to live or die." The guy who was yelling at the barbecue stall owner said with a ferocious smile.
With that said, several people walked towards Lin Feng.
"Brothers, if you are in trouble, just come to me. Little brother, please leave quickly. Don't hurt innocent people because of my affairs!" the boss kindly advised.
Lin Feng laughed after hearing this.
He smiled and slowly wiped off the oil stains on his mouth, then stood up.
"Apologise!" Lin Feng said.
As soon as these words came out, the few hooligans burst out laughing, as if they had heard a big joke, grinning like teeth.
They just smiled and laughed, but they couldn't laugh anymore.
Because Lin Feng took action.
The person closest to Lin Feng was a fat man who was at least 1.8 meters tall and had a burly body.
But such a fat man was kicked away by Lin Feng.
Not only was he kicked away, but he was kicked so hard that he rolled several times on the road before he stopped.
Screams also came.
The remaining people were stunned.
I really didn't expect things to turn out like this.
The eyes he was looking at Lin Feng had become extremely sharp, as if they were knives, staring at the evil pens in front of him.
"Who are you?" The grandson who spoke so arrogantly just now was so frightened that his face turned pale and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"Me? You're not qualified to know, just get out of here!"
"You, wait, don't leave if you have the guts!"
With that said, he ran away.
Lin Feng said disdainfully: "Trash!"
"Little brother, thank you so much, thank you." The boss hurried over and said to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng smiled and said: "If you really want to express your gratitude, just bake two chicken wings over here!"
"Okay, okay, wait a moment!"
With that said, he quickly turned around and went to bake it for Lin Feng.
Lin Feng sat down again and continued eating.
After a while, the chicken wings were baked, and the boss brought them over. Not only did he bring chicken wings, but he also brought beer.
Lin Feng took the chicken wings and said with a smile: "Forget the wine, I just finished drinking it at noon and my head still hurts a little!"
The boss smiled at Lin Feng, turned around and left with the wine.
The time was getting later and later, and there were only two people at the huge barbecue stall, Lin Feng and the boss.
If Lin Feng wasn't still eating, I'm afraid the boss would have closed the stall.
"I told you, boss, stop working so hard and come over and have something to eat together?" Lin Feng smiled and invited him warmly.
The boss thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'm baking some, please wait a moment!"
Lin Feng didn't say much.
After a while, the boss came over with a lot of mutton skewers and some other things.
After opening the beer, the boss drank it without saying a word, and drank more than half of the bottle in one breath.
"Good drinker!" Lin Feng praised with a smile.
"Excellent."
Lin Feng smiled and handed him a chicken wing. The boss took it and started eating.
"What's your last name, boss?" Lin Feng asked.
The boss said with a smile: "Your surname is Zhou."
"Oh, Brother Zhou, let me tell you that you have a big belly. You were disturbed by those little gangsters just now, but now you are eating and drinking like it's nothing. I admire you!"
These words were not sarcastic at all, they were entirely what Lin Feng said from the bottom of his heart.
The boss smiled and said, "It's not that I'm big, it's that I've seen this kind of thing so often that I'm no longer surprised!"
"If that's the case, then why not find a new job and do something else?"
Boss Zhou stopped laughing and sighed and said: "It's not easy to do anything now. I have no education and no connections. It's hard to do anything. It's not as easy as this barbecue stall to make money quickly."
"Brother Zhou, I see you are such a good talker. What did you do before?"
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the boss surnamed Zhou, but it disappeared in an instant.
He smiled and said: "What can I do, just make a living!"
"Yes, we are all people with stories. I'll toast you with water instead of wine!"
"Do it!" the boss surnamed Zhou said boldly.
[Author's digression]: Happy holidays, today's update is complete.