When the bandage was taken off, many people's eyes were opened - the boy's arm was covered in blood, but the wound was as smooth as jade, without leaving even a trace of scar.
If the previous example of the short man was not vivid enough, then the one in front of me is really impeccable.
The young man himself was also stupid. He didn't know whether Chen Weidong was looking for a sitter, but he couldn't be wrong about what happened to him. He was really cut by the knife just now. He thought he would inevitably have to live with gauze for the next two days. ,unexpectedly now...
This...this is so amazing!!
Many people took out their wallets on the spot and prepared to rush to buy. Many people crowded in and asked questions. Some of them had already taken videos with their mobile phones and uploaded them.
To be honest, Chen Weidong was very troubled by this. He just wanted to make a little money. Who knew that things would get a bit big and it would not end well.
** He is not worried about the amazing exposure. There is all kinds of news on the Internet these days, and the true and false are mixed up. It is okay for a video like this to attract a lot of attention once it is uploaded, but it will never attract a lot of attention. I personally really believe it.
On the other hand, at the stall, a group of people were clamoring to buy, which made Chen Weidong very anxious.
In just fifteen minutes, more than half of the 100 bottles of refined primary life recovery potion, 100 rolls of quick-healing bandages and 50 Mingxin Jingqi Talismans were sold.
This result surprised Chen Weidong. He thought that setting the price at 1,000 was enough. Who knew that the people who came to the antique market were so wealthy and did not hesitate to pay? What a good Chinese tourist!
A rough calculation showed that tonight's income was almost hundreds of thousands. While chatting with the guests, Chen Weidong secretly wrote down the categories of all the guests.
He found that those who bought more than 10 bottles at a time were basically women, including those who were willing to buy the Mingxin Jingqi Talisman. The same was true. At least eight out of ten were women.
This... Chen Weidong is really a little confused.
By chance, another middle-aged woman came to buy a charm. She looked like she was from a well-off family. She just tried the effect and paid for it.
Chen Weidong couldn't help but ask the reason - in his opinion, people who are willing to spend 1,000 yuan to buy this kind of thing have too much of a consumption concept...
The lady's answer was simple: "I think this talisman of yours is quite good. Last time I went to the Chengnan Temple to seek a talisman for my husband and spent 66,000, but it was of no use. My husband still has insomnia every night." "
"Oh...so that's it."
"I'll let my husband try your talisman tonight. If it works, I'll come back tomorrow night.~" The lady smiled sweetly, her eyes moved, and her eyebrows raised twice playfully.
Chen Weidong... Chen Weidong could only lower his head and pretend not to see it.
Through this incident, he clarified two points: First, the consumption concept of rich people is often like that. It may seem like that to you, but to others, it is really nothing, they just spend money to buy happiness. , people are happy and it doesn’t break the law, so who cares?
Second, in the sales field, appearance is sometimes very important...
Well, Chen Weidong really didn't expect that setting up a roadside stall by himself would have such innate advantages. Should his grandma be happy or sad...
At nine o'clock in the evening, Chen Weidong received a call from Mrs. Song, asking him if he would go back. That child Xiaozi started making trouble in the Heavenly Palace again. Without the intervention of the pilot uncle, he would not be able to control it.
When Chen Weidong heard the crying of children in the background, he couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I'll go back right away."
After hanging up the phone, someone looked at the few remaining small bottles on the stall and felt happy. Today's harvest was good, earning hundreds of thousands, which finally solved an urgent need.
You know, after several rounds of dungeons in the past few days, the level of Shen Jian Jue has been raised to level 5 and is hitting the level 6 mark. Next, a large number of medicinal materials will definitely be used, and all of them will have to be invited by the red-faced Grandpa Mao.
You can only move back home if you take action. If you don’t step up your efforts to make money now, how can you keep up with the progress?
Chen Weidong was thinking about the medicinal materials while collecting the stall. He had just received half of it when he found a foot stepping on his stall.
"Boy, you are very brave. Who allowed you to set up a stall here?" The visitor was dressed in black, with a dragon tattooed on his arm, and his scalp was shaved green. At first glance, he was not a good person.
Behind him, there were five or six people, all of them holding cigarettes and dressed in flashy clothes. They were obviously not serious people.
When Chen Weidong saw this formation, he immediately understood the three points. Then he looked across the street. Yes, the watermelon hat was staring over here, with a proud look on his face.
Fuck, these people must have been recruited by him, right? Not bad, he's pretty good at it, he's a local coward.
Chen Weidong sneered and sat down instead: "I just put it aside, why?"
"Fuck, how the hell are you talking?" Before the man with the dragon tattoo could say anything, the boys couldn't help but yell.
"My mouth is on me. I can say whatever I like. If you don't like hearing it, you can go away." Chen Weidong smiled slightly, not giving in at all.
"Nah!" How could these gangsters hold back after hearing this? They were about to take action on the spot!
"Slow down." The man with the dragon tattoo held down his men and frowned: "Boy, you are quite smart. Tell me, who are you hanging out with? Maybe I know your boss, and I can keep your bones intact for his sake.
"
"My boss, he is so powerful. He will scare you to death if he says it!" Chen Weidong suddenly became playful.
"Scare your mother! Be honest, who is it?"
"Hey, my boss is Mr. Guan Er. I just want to ask if you are afraid?~"
"Brother Gang, I think there's something wrong with this kid's head. Maybe he was released from the Third Hospital. What do you think?"
"Whether it's the third hospital or not, call me first!" Brother Gang had lost his patience and waved his hand to give the order, and the younger brothers immediately pounced on him like wolves and tigers!
Chen Weidong was sitting on the ground, with no intention of getting up. A gangster kicked him, grabbed his ankles, and threw him two or three meters away, causing him to fall into a miserable state.
The other unlucky guy didn't feel so comfortable. Chen Weidong poked his finger on the sole of his foot, and the Gang Qi condensed into a bundle and penetrated directly into the Yongquan point on the sole of his foot!
"Ouch, fuck..." The young man hugged one of his legs and jumped back, sweating profusely from the pain.
The fighting ability of this group of people was simply lousy, not even one of them was over 20. Chen Weidong couldn't get the slightest interest in fighting them, so he just sat on the ground and solved them all.
Brother Gang, who had previously shown off his power, was grabbed by one of his legs and used a muscle-splitting hand to remove his ankle and knee joints. Now he can only sit on the ground holding his legs, gritting his teeth and saying nothing, looking at him with anger.
Stare over here.
If eyes could be used as knives, someone might have been cut to pieces by a thousand knives at this moment. Unfortunately, this is just Brother Gang's imagination.
After Chen Weidong finished cleaning up the group of people, he continued to close the stall without further ado, and then left. It was only proper to get out quickly before there were too many people watching and the police hadn't arrived yet.
Across the street, Watermelon Hat watched all this with fear, his forehead had been wet with cold sweat, and even his vest was cold.
Damn, I originally thought that this kid was just a rookie who didn’t understand the rules, and he could just find two people to teach him a lesson. Who knew he was so powerful? What... how could he do this?
After only a short delay, the person across the street couldn't help it anymore: "Ma Le Gobi! Zhao Xingfa, why don't you just stop still and watch the show?"
The one who cursed was Brother Gang, who was simmering with rage and had nowhere to vent his anger. He originally agreed to help others and teach a newbie who didn't understand the rules and get into trouble, and after the incident was completed, he would receive 5,000 yuan.
It's better now. If you don't teach me a lesson, you'll be taught a lesson instead. The matter hasn't been completed yet, and I'm too embarrassed to ask for five thousand yuan from others.
"Brother Gang, I'm sorry, look at this... this... I didn't expect it either." Zhao Xingfa looked annoyed and didn't know what to say.
"Damn it, don't worry, take us to the hospital first. I have to find someone to chop this bitch into pieces tomorrow!" Brother Gang stared at the door in the distance and spat on the ground viciously.
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When Chen Weidong got home, it was already half past nine, and the little guy was still making noises, saying that his mother was lying, his mother was lying, and the old lady was obviously careless today, so why should she be fired? A big bad guy like my mother, said
They must all be lies, and I will never listen to my mother again.
Chen Weidong was confused and had no idea what the little guy was talking about.
Mrs. Song had to step forward to explain that when she got off work today, an aunt in charge of cleaning in the company suddenly fainted and knocked over a bucket of dirty water. Unfortunately, the bucket of water also poured into the company
On the lap of a director.
Is this okay? The director was furious on the spot and wanted to fire him. He was the leader of the company. Who would go against him for a small employee?
Even President Song Jia is unwilling to go against him on this matter - you know, he is a member of the Song family, a relative, and has deep connections in the company.
"Understood." Chen Weidong nodded, and he understood Song Jia in his heart. After all, if you touch a relative like this, you will touch everyone. If you pull out the carrot and bring out the mud, it will definitely make everyone lose face.
.
Xiaozi has a sense of justice, which is a good thing, but it would be bad if he fell into this situation - if Song Jia hadn't covered the little guy's mouth and stuffed him into the car
, maybe it will even make a bigger fuss.
"Ahem, let me tell you, that's it." Chen Weidong chuckled, picked up Xiaozi, touched his head and asked: "My child, you are so kind and have such a sense of justice, who taught you this?"
"It's mom." Xiaozi said without hesitation, then after thinking about it, he added: "And the pilot uncle."
"Ahem... thanks." Chen Weidong scratched his head sheepishly and said: "If mom can teach such a kind-hearted child like Xiaozi, it means that mom must also be a kind person. Xiaozi might as well take a guess.
, what will mom do for that cleaning lady?"
As he spoke, the guy winked at Mrs. Song.
Song Jia immediately understood: "Don't worry, mom will definitely help her contact her for a new job."
"Oh..." Xiaozi nodded blankly and fell into her mother's arms again.
Seeing the happy scene of mother and son, Chen Weidong felt warm in his heart. He was about to say something. Suddenly, a powerful mental wave suddenly appeared, which made the hairs on his body stand up in shock!