This summer is extraordinarily hot, and the green trees on both sides of the road are standing limply, and the sound of cicadas is disturbing.
When a luxury car and a motorcycle collided on a sunny road, people who had always liked to watch the fun could hardly move under the shade of a tree. On such a hot day, even if the husband and wife ran away, they were reluctant to go out to chase.
The motorcycle rider knocked the headlights of the luxury car and fell off the motorcycle himself, the zipper of the cowboy duffel bag on the back seat of the car broke, the contents fell out, and the mess rolled one place.
"Hey!" A handsome, airy young man got out of the car, and looked down at the young man picking up things on the ground with his hands around his chest, "Dude, are you here to touch porcelain?" He drove the car well, inexplicably A motorcycle rushed out from the side and rammed into his car. Was he wronged
Fortunately, he was driving normally and installed a driving recorder, otherwise he would be hit again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I was riding the bike." The young man didn't have time to pick up the scattered things, got up and apologized to the young man, "I will definitely take the responsibility."
The young man in the luxury car squinted at this young man. He looks very handsome. Who still wears a t-shirt with holes in this era? Looking at the messy branches and flowers on the ground, he even saw a piece of pink mud.
These junk can also be used as a treasure, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the brain, right
"Do you know how much my headlights cost?" He kicked a small rock beside his feet, which seemed to have fallen out of the cowboy bag.
"No, I don't know," the young man stared at the headlights for a few seconds, then hesitantly said, "How much, how much?"
The young man in the luxury car took a deep breath and told himself not to care about the poor ghost. He waved his hand impatiently: "Bum, you know that you have no money to pay, so why don't you run away?!"
"You don't want me to pay?" The young man scratched his head, bent down and picked up the motorcycle that fell to the ground with one hand, and smashed it hard twice with his bare hands.
Looking at his slender arms and legs, and at the other party's seemingly slender, but actually very strong arms, the luxury car young man swallowed, took a few steps back secretly, and put his hand on the door handle .
Damn, is this, is this considered violent intimidation
"No, you don't need to pay, let's go." Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and when they want to be cowardly, they must not be too hard-hearted.
"That's so embarrassing." The young man shook the motorcycle, and several parts fell off. He pushed the motorcycle aside, bent over and searched in the denim bag for a while, and found a dark thing. He handed it to the young man in the luxury car, "If you break something, you will have to pay for it. Eating this Ran's meat can ward off evil spirits and sleep well, so I will treat it as an apology for you."
Dare to take over this fishy thing without saying a word, the young man in the luxury car squeezed out a smile: "Thank you."
It turned out that this bastard not only violently threatened him, but also used Sanwu fake medicine to fool him. Is there any humanity in the end
No, people who sell fake drugs have no humanity, but anyone with a little conscience and social morality can't do such a thing.
Seeing that the young man selling Sanwu counterfeit medicine was about to leave on a motorcycle, the young man from the luxury car summoned his courage and said, "Can you still ride this motorcycle?"
Don't ride until there is a problem in the middle of the road, and you will cheat others.
He dared not say it.
"No, I was unfamiliar with motorcycles just now, and I couldn't control the strength." The young man stretched his long legs, straddled the tattered motorcycle, and swayed away, not driving very far. At that time, a piece of iron fell off the motorcycle.
He was dumbfounded watching the young man ride a motorcycle away, and after the young man got into the car, it took a long time for him to regain his senses.
The first time I came into contact with a motorcycle, I dared to drive on the road. Who of the two is more like the lawless rich second generation? !
Fu Li rode a tattered motorcycle all the way and entered an alley. Motorcycles and bicycles are parked in the alley, and the originally narrow alley has become narrower. He carefully dodged a lying bicycle and a motorcycle that rolled over, and stopped in front of a wooden door with a sign of "Senior Health Leisure Club".
The wooden door is tattered, the red paint is mottled, and the gray threshold has not been swept for a long time, and a thick layer of ash has accumulated.
Fu Li parked the motorcycle aside, patted the ashes on his body, carried the bulging cowboy bag behind his back, and stepped forward to knock on the half-closed wooden door.
Knock three times, stop for a while, then continue to knock three more times, and so on.
After a long time, a short, chubby little old man came to open the door. He was wearing a white shirt that had been washed yellow, holding a big fan in his hand, and looked at Fu Li slowly: "Name?"
"Hello, senior, the junior's name is Fu Li."
"Fu Li?" The old man stared at the Pu Shan for a while, then nodded, "It has your name on it, come in with me to register."
Entering the door, there is a small courtyard with two mahjong tables set up inside. Several old men and women are playing mahjong. When they see Fu Li coming in, they don't even look up. When Fu Li followed the fat old man into the room, the two old ladies quarreled, and the old lady in the cheongsam slapped the table in anger.
"Wang Cuihua!" The old man who had been sluggish since opening the door suddenly turned around quickly and shouted at the old lady in cheongsam, "You broke the table again, remember to lose money."
Fu Li saw that the old lady in cheongsam who was swearing with her hips on her back suddenly weakened.
"Let's go." Seeing that Fu Li was still in a daze, the fat old man shook his head and said, "Young people have little knowledge."
Fu Li: "… "
The room was a little dark, and when Fu Li walked in, he almost tripped over something.
"You fox clan, don't you have night vision?" The fat old man shook his head even more, "It's true that one generation is not as good as the other, and even the racial instincts have been forgotten. It's really disgraceful to your clan. Thousands of years. In the past, you were able to cause chaos in the world, but now it is better, you can't even see the road clearly."
"But senior, I'm not from the fox clan." Fu Li looked innocent.
"What is Fuli called if it's not the fox clan?" The fat old man was not embarrassed to admit his mistake. He calmly turned on the light in the room, sat in front of the worn-out computer, and pointed to the stool opposite, "Sit there, with your back Straight up, I want to take a picture for you first."
After filling out the records, the fat old man pointed to the last blank and asked Fu Li, "What is your ideal job?"
"Be a civil servant and serve the people." Fu Li was full of longing, "It would be even better if he could leave his name in the history."
Hearing this, the fat old man almost didn't dig out the keyboard buttons. He shook the big fan and looked at Fu Li as if he was looking at a strange flower: "Do you have a college degree?"
Fu Li shook his head.
"What kind of civil servants do you take without a diploma?" The fat old man was stunned for a while, then asked helplessly, "Who introduced you to the city?"
"Sun Qiye." Fu Li said, "I don't know where Sun Qiye went. I didn't find him today."
"You mean Sun Gou'er?" The fat old man answered Fu Li's question slowly, "He was arrested a few days ago for making and selling fake certificates."
"Ah?" Fu Li never thought that Sun Qiye, who had just returned to the mountains a few years ago, was actually doing something that violated the discipline. He was stunned for a while before sighing, "When I came out, everyone followed me. I said that it is not easy to make a living in a big city, and it seems to be true."
"I don't have a college degree, do I have a high school diploma?"
Fu Li continued to shake his head.
The fat old man took out a small book from the drawer, scribbled a few words on it, and said to Fu Li: "You should go to this construction site to move bricks, the foreman is our own, so we can make a living. ."
Fu Li took the note from the fat old man's hand, with an address written crookedly on it, which was quite far from here. After thanking the fat old man, Fu Li turned and left the room.
The fat old man shook the palm fan, and after Fu Li left, he called up Fu Li's information and read it for a long, long time.
The broken motorcycle parked at the entrance of the club had disappeared without a trace, and there was only a tattered leaf lying on the ground.
Since the headlights of his car were damaged and sent for repair, Zhou Chang stayed at home for two whole days, and he had no intention to go out. In the morning, he slept until nearly ten o'clock before getting up. When he went downstairs to see his father watching TV with his mother in high spirits, he was startled.
His father has been sleeping poorly recently, and he scolds him every time he sees him. Usually at this time, his father had already gone to the company, so why did he watch TV with his mother at home today? Today is not their birthday or their wedding anniversary or anything.
"Son, come and sit." Father Zhou smiled and asked his son to sit down, "The medicine you bought for me doesn't taste good, but the effect is good. I slept well these past two days, and I didn't even have a dream. ."
Zhou Chang was stunned for a while, and then he remembered that in order to please his father two days ago, he went to the pharmacy to buy some supplements for his body. Do those things still have the effect of sleeping
"I just don't know the name of the dark medicine that smells a little fishy. You can buy some more and send some to your grandparents."
fishy smell? pitch black
Didn't he buy Ganoderma lucidum? At that time, he also specifically told the nanny aunt that the medicine was good for his father's health, so she had to boil it for her father to drink, how could good ginseng turn black and have a fishy smell
No, not right.
Could the fishy smell be given to him by the guy who crashed his car and sold counterfeit medicine? Could it be that he is not selling fake medicines, but real medicines
Looking down at his dad's blushing and energetic appearance, Zhou Chang dared not tell him that this drug was a three-nothing product that accidentally got into the drug team. As for asking him to buy more, where would he find someone to buy it
Fortunately, he still remembered the name of the medicine.
It seems to be called...
Ran left meat
Yes, that's the name.