wWEveryone was stunned for a moment, and his eyes swept towards this side in unison.
The bald and tattooed men had fierce eyes flashed, and they stared at Fan Hongyu hard.
Aunt Zheng seemed to be a drowning person grabbing a large wooden board, with an expression of ecstasy on her face, and shouted: "It's you, Mr. Fan...Mr. Fan..."
For a moment, Aunt Zheng really couldn't remember Fan Hongyu's name. She only remembered that the young man who had visited during the Spring Festival claimed to be the child of Yuyang County Mayor Fan Weiguo, and seemed to be a town mayor. I really didn't expect it to be so difficult.
When I met him and stood up.
Fortunately, Aunt Zheng is quite wise and can't remember Fan Hongyu's name, so she immediately called "Mr. Fan".
In any case, this "big savior" must be seized.
"Who are you?"
The tattooed man then stepped forward, stopped Fan Hongyu, looked up and down, his expression full of provocation.
Fan Hongyu glared at him coldly, ignored him, nodded directly to Aunt Zheng, and said, "Hello Aunt Zheng, I am Xiao Fan."
"Hey, okay, Xiao Fan, hello!"
Aunt Zheng nodded repeatedly and immediately understood what Fan Hongyu meant. She changed her words and called him "Xiao Fan", which made everyone feel closer. Chinese people have this strange mentality. If they see unfairness in the road, they will be seen by others.
If you act like "not up to the Tao" and meddle in other people's business. If you are acquaintances, it is another matter. It seems that you have the "qualification" to meddle in other people's business.
"Let go!"
Fan Hongyu glanced at the bald man and said calmly.
"Who are you?"
The bald man was immediately unhappy and shouted with his neck in his arms, still holding Fu Tingting tightly.
Fan Hongyu sneered and said, "I haven't seen anyone doing business like you. Isn't it just asking for money? Yes, I'll give it to me! But what do you say to my friends like this? Did you finish today's business?
Closed?"
"Oh. What a big tone? You threaten me!"
The bald man sneered and squinted at Fan Hongyu.
You can tell from the accent that Fan Hongyu is also a foreigner. A foreigner actually threatened him as a local in Jiangkou, which is simply funny.
"You know whether it is threatening you. It is best to follow the rules when doing business here. Otherwise, you will take advantage of this today. Maybe you will suffer a big loss tomorrow. You won't really think.
The people from outside the river gulf are all rural people, aren’t they?”
Fan Hongyu said calmly.
It's strange that the bald man hesitated immediately after such a few words that were not impatient and impatient, with a hesitant look in his eyes.
Fan Hongyu is right. He can't move away when he does business here. Today, he relies on the large number of people and bullies customers. Who knows what will happen tomorrow?
In these days, no one from other places who can come to Jiangkou to spend money. If you accidentally offend a powerful person, you will be in trouble.
"You really give the money?"
The bald man asked.
"nonsense!"
Fan Hongyu stretched his hand back.
A pile of 100-dollar bills came to his hands.
Although Zhao Ge carried with him not big, there were a lot of "dry goods" inside. Zhao Ge stayed in Jiangkou for a while and knew a lot about the market conditions of these high-end clothing markets. Since he was shopping with his lover, he could not
He did not prepare for it. However, he never expected that Fan Hongyu's clothes had not been purchased. These "reserves" were used for other purposes.
The crowd of people onlookers made another marvel, looking at Fan Hongyu and Zhao Ge, they were both awe and envious. I really couldn't tell that these two young people were really rich, with tens of thousands of cash, so I could do it.
He took it out without blinking.
Not to mention anything else, rich people are walking everywhere.
Fan Hongyu glanced at the tattooed man who was blocking him.
When the tattooed man saw this, he immediately stepped aside and made a clear move.
"The money is here, let people go!"
Fan Hongyu threw a stack of 100-dollar bills in front of the bald man and said calmly.
"It's ten thousand!"
The bald man said in a voice.
"Ten thousand is enough! Be content in life!"
Fan Hongyu said coldly.
The bald man stagnated for a moment, then let go of Fu Tingting.
Maybe it was because he was pressed on the glass counter for too long, and Fu Tingting was frightened and his whole body became soft. Although the bald man let go, Fu Tingting struggled for a few times, but he couldn't stand up. He was still very indecent.
He lay there, his butt raised high.
Aunt Zheng hurried over, helped her daughter up, and thanked Fan Hongyu repeatedly: "Thank you, Xiao Fan, thank you..."
Fu Yulong hurried over and said repeatedly, "Mom, let's go quickly."
He spoke in Hongzhou dialect. While speaking, he looked at the bald man in fear and turned his head quickly. This place was too sinister, and Mr. Fu was unwilling to stay for a while, so he just wanted to leave immediately.
"Oh, let's go!"
Aunt Zheng and her son were as thoughtful as she nodded repeatedly, supported Fu Tingting, and walked out.
"Wait a moment!"
Fan Hongyu said.
"Xiao Fan?"
Aunt Zheng turned around and looked at Fan Hongyu, shocked and suspicious, afraid that Fan Hongyu would have another trouble.
"Aunt Zheng, I forgot to take your clothes."
Fan Hongyu smiled and picked up the set of women's clothing placed on the counter and handed it to Aunt Zheng.
Aunt Zheng took a step back like a conditioned reflex, her face full of fear, as if the gorgeous women's clothing was a poisonous snake and evil beast. As long as she reached out her hand, she would be bitten hard.
"It doesn't matter, Aunt Zheng, since you have spent money, your clothes are ours."
Zhao Ge smiled and said in time, with a sense of comfort.
Although she didn't know what kind of relationship was between Fan Hongyu and this family, Fan Hongyu was willing to pay 10,000 yuan for them, and this relationship would not be too ordinary. Zhao Ge automatically took on the role of a virtuous man.
Bound.
"Mom, don't delay, go quickly."
Fu Yulong urged him repeatedly, and was so scared.
"well……"
Aunt Zheng didn't dare to delay any more, so she hurriedly reached out to take the clothes, supported her daughter with one hand, and walked out quickly.
"Brother Guang..."
The tattooed man shouted at the bald man, with a look of inquiry, and was "asking" to the bald man whether to stop them. After all, they offered a price of 12,000 yuan. Fan Hongyu only gave 10,000 yuan, which seemed to be insufficient.
The bald man shook his head.
Fan Hongyu is right, be content in life and not to betray yourself.
The bald man also realized that Fan Hongyu was definitely not comparable to the pussy guy like Fu Yulong. He was a serious person. If he really wanted to make people angry, it might not be a good idea.
The profession of "slaughtering people" also depends on the person's casting spells. It cannot be generalized. Some people can even slaughter with confidence, and no matter how cruel they are, there will be no problem. But some people cannot slaughter them. Today, they slaughter others a knife.
, Maybe tomorrow there will be ten or hundreds of swords to be chopped back.
Seeing Fan Hongyu and others coming over, the onlookers automatically and consciously made way for a road.
This is really eye-opening, and there are many great people. In the morning, someone just spent 22,000 yuan to cut Pier Cardin into a rag, and another one came out. In order to manage some other business, he threw out ten thousand yuan and tugged it hard.
It's a big deal, and I don't even raise my eyebrows.
"Aunt Zheng, what's going on?"
After finally getting away from right and wrong, Fan Hongyu asked.
"Hey, don't mention it, fucking it's so unlucky today..."
Before Aunt Zheng answered, Fu Yulong started shouting loudly. While speaking, he spat thick phlegm on the ground, his face full of bad luck.
"This shopping mall is too unreasonable. It's obvious that people are slaughtering! Mom, we can't just let it go. We have to tell my dad to settle the score with these bastards. Damn, bastard!"
Seeing that it was far away, it was impossible for bald men and tattooed men to hear it again, and Fu Yulong's voice was not as thick as it was. However, he still used the Hongzhou dialect, which was also the "fineness" of Mr. Fu. Even if the bald men were
I heard it, I sure they would not understand the Hongzhou dialect.
"Shut up!"
Aunt Zheng glared at Fu Yulong fiercely, and was so angry that she was so angry that she was not angry.
On weekdays, Fu Yulong is always in the factory, and he looks like a young master. He never thought that when something happens outside, he becomes a soft bear. Compared with Fan Hongyu, he is simply in the same sky.
In the underground, Aunt Zheng was really angry with him.
Now that I’m still chatting here, I’m still making a furious voice!
"Xiao Fan, thank you very much today."
Aunt Zheng then turned her head and said to Fan Hongyu, saying that she was very sincere in thanking her.
If I hadn't met Fan Hongyu for help today, I really didn't know how this matter would end. Not to mention anything else, if Fu Tingting suffers any grievance, every girl's family will be ruined. Even afterwards
What's the use of finding the place back?
Fan Hongyu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Aunt Zheng, this happened to me, and I can't say thank you."
"I have to thank you, I must thank you... Xiao Fan, don't worry, that 10,000 yuan will be returned to the hotel later. It's a coincidence today. I just happened to be not carrying so much cash on my body and made a fool of myself.
,well……"
Aunt Zheng sighed, looking both depressed and ashamed.
It was a coincidence that Fan Hongyu was hit by such a big fool. He was so unlucky that he went to grandma's house.
Fan Hongyu smiled and said, "Aunt Zheng, let's not talk about this for now. Money is a trivial matter. Tingting was a little scared. I'll take you back to the hotel for a rest first. Director Fu is also in the hotel, right?"
"I'm here... Lao Fu came to Jiangkou to attend a meeting, and the heads of the tobacco systems in the six provinces of Central and Southern China came to travel together. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. This is not the clothing market, it's simply a matter of
Bandits' nest!"
Aunt Zheng said, her expression becoming angry.
This cowardly breath is really hard to swallow.
But this is Jiangkou, not Hongzhou. I lost such a big face today, but I may not be able to find it back. It is said that a strong dragon does not suppress local snakes. The bald men and others dare to bully and blackmail foreign guests in this way, so they must be confident.
.Ordinary store owners dare not do this.
As soon as he thought about this, Aunt Zheng's mood became worse and worse.
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