Feng Yanhong watched coldly for a long time, and several administrators took turns to come forward to persuade her, but the result was the same.
Just refuses to give in!
It's like meat on a hob, no matter what you say, it won't work.
Feng Yanhong lost her patience. It was almost time to do business. If the stalemate continued like this, would her business still be done?
"Call the police!"
"He eats a king's meal, maliciously builds a store, deliberately robs, and maliciously injures people. If he stays there for more than ten or twenty years, I won't want the loss of my store."
Upon hearing this, Fatty Zhang was instantly unhappy, and his eyes widened even further.
"You have such a long mouth, and you talk nonsense as much as you want. Your father ate your fifty-cent cold noodles and made you talk so heinously!"
"Even if you call the police, your dads won't pay you any money. If they come out seven days later, they'll still come to eat your meal. What can a little bitch like you do to me?!"
The corners of Feng Yanhong's mouth raised slightly, "I can't do anything, just try again and see if there's a next time."
"I'm going to call the police! Not only did he eat the king's meal, he also acted like a gangster! It's best to sentence him to death!"
Only then did Feng Yanhong see Zhang Yun running out of the crowd. His eyes were full of anger. It seemed that he had seen Fatty Zhang before.
"Kekeke! What fun can I have with you while playing tricks?"
"You're a bitch, who will believe you?"
Feng Yanhong stepped forward and slapped Fatty Zhang hard on the face, causing his head to tilt.
She looked at Feng Yanhong in disbelief and struggled a few times. "You..."
"If you dare to say another dirty word, I will slap you, believe it or not!"
"Go to the police. It's a serious crime to be a hooligan! I don't believe the police don't care!"
Feng Yanhong knew very well in her heart that although this guy was a slut, he had no legal knowledge at all. He thought that his current nature could only be defined at the level of a bowl of noodles costing 50 cents.
"Wait! Comrade, please wait a moment."
The administrator pulled Feng Yanhong aside and glanced at Fatty Zhang.
"Comrade Feng Yanhong, I just read it. Your loss is not serious, and the matter is not that serious. How about you put this matter aside for the sake of Brother Zheng.
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"Manager Niu, for Brother Zheng's sake? What's his relationship with Brother Zheng? Why should I let things go?"
"He wanted to eat for nothing, robbed my money, and smashed up my store. You asked me to put it aside?!"
Feng Yanhong felt that his words didn't make sense. He was clearly trying to protect Fatty Zhang.
"He has nothing to do with Brother Zheng, but our market has something to do with Brother Zheng! You don't want to make things worse and embarrass Brother Zheng, right?"
"Think about it, this market was contracted by Brother Zheng. It hasn't been long since it opened, and something like this happens. The police are called. How do you want the market to operate in the future?"
Feng Yanhong frowned, feeling indescribably angry in her heart. The arrogance of those ruffians was caused by these people!
Feng Yanhong raised her voice, "Manager Niu, what you said is wrong!"
"If I indulge him today, I know someone else will come to the market to eat and drink for free and take advantage of him!"
"Other merchants will have their shops smashed. If things go on like this, it will really ruin Brother Zheng's reputation and cause the market to lose business!"
"If we really want to do well in the market, we must create a good and safe environment for merchants and customers, instead of indulging in these ruffians!"
"Yes!" Sister Zhao took the lead in saying yes, and then other merchants nodded one after another.
Seeing this, the cattle manager pursed his lips and stared at Feng Yanhong with some dissatisfaction.
"Also, why do you think the arrival of the police will be bad for the market? The police comrades serve the people and give people a sense of security, but you think the police hinder the market's business? What a joke!"
Feng Yanhong angrily criticized the cattle manager and received applause from those around her, with many people praising her actions.
Feng Yanhong didn't take their praise to heart. After all, when the matter had nothing to do with her, a few words of praise would not cause any loss to the spectators.
It’s not enough to just let them watch the fun!
"If everyone is like this and chooses to swallow their anger after being bullied, being bullied, and extorted money, then these people will only become more and more rampant."
"Today it is my home, but tomorrow it may be someone else's home. If this continues, how will our business be done?"
Feng Yanhong's eyes glanced around slowly.
The noodle shop owner held up a fly swatter and agreed:
"Yes! Yesterday, it was him who went to my house to eat beef noodles, refused to pay me, and even beat me!"
"I agree too! We can't let them continue to be so rampant! A bowl of noodles is not worth anything, but if they come every day, in gangs, what will we do? How can we still do business?"
The cattle manager's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and he had an even worse impression of Feng Yanhong. "Have you ever thought about it? What if they deliberately retaliate?"
"What are you afraid of? There are so many merchants in our market, why are you afraid of one or two of them?!"
"That's right! If we can't deal with him, then the country can't cure him?"
As the attitude of the merchants became clear and tough, the cattle manager stopped talking and just looked at Feng Yanhong with his arms folded.
That look seemed to say, I'll see how you end up next.
Zhang Yun just ignored the cattle manager. As he was talking, Zhang Yun had already called the police over.
Fatty Zhang's demeanor visibly dropped when he saw the police. He lowered his head and muttered something, as if he was cursing someone.
Zhang Yun did not look at Feng Yanhong, pointed at Fatty Zhang and complained: "That's him! Yesterday he took off his pants in front of several lesbians, and his mouth was dirty! He also used his dirty hands to touch other girls.
His face! He was acting like a gangster, and many of us saw it."
"Smelly bitch, just wait for me to tear your mouth apart..."
"Shut up! Just stay still!"
Everyone around him looked at Fatty Zhang with disdain, and some even called him a beast.
"Take him back to the police station." The policeman was also very angry and without saying a word, he put the handcuffs on him.
"Comrade police, he also smashed my store, robbed my store of money, and smashed my store!"
"That's nonsense. When did your dad steal your money? Your dad just ate your bowl of cold noodles! If you don't close your dad's shop, why would your dad destroy your shop?"
Fatty Zhang still had a tough tone and even wanted to rush towards Feng Yanhong.
"How much money was robbed?"
"Fifty!"
"Stop sneaking around! It's only four and a half yuan!"
Feng Yanhong smiled happily, "Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong. I kept the whole money and he didn't take it away."
"Well, okay, let's take it back first, and I'll take a look at the scene with you."
The policeman just stood in front of the door and took a look, then took a breath and said to Xiao Qian behind him: "Go back and ask someone to take pictures. You can temporarily suspend business today."