001 Zhonghai City's West District Farmers Market, noisy pedestrians and vehicles, shuttled in the evening with emotion. On the ground where the vegetable leaves and sewage flowed across, the signs of the painted shops of various colors were withered, and occasionally a few monotonous neon lights had fluttered. The workers returning home, the children after school, the old people buying vegetables, and all sorts of dusty passers-by make the gray sky look more and more dull.
Perhaps in such an international metropolis, such a block is like the most despised stain in people's hearts, only hope that it never appears.
Near the low wall near the crossroads, there was a person doing things that were not so glamorous in the eyes of others.
This is a young man selling lamb skewers, wearing a white vest, oil stains and jet black everywhere, underneath is a pair of brown pants, stepping on a pair of dull blue plastic slippers.
The young man's hair is a bit messy, but a handsome face that looks a little old and has good features. If you look closely, it still smells like a man. It is a pity that no matter what the appearance is, the girls walking by on the street will not look at him more, because he is just a seller of lamb skewers.
Young people put aside a few skewers that have just been grilled. The weather is hot and easy to grill, but it is difficult to sell. Although the two skewers of 50 cents are quite cheap, they only made a dozen yuan after the whole day. , Just enough for two meals.
However, the young man didn't have much depression on his face. Instead, he sat down on the small bench behind him and looked at the busy and anxious picture of the busy and anxious traffic with a touch of contentment and carefree expression on his face. Such a scene seemed to be the most beautiful scenery. .
"Lao Li, the money promised two days ago should be handed in!" A drake's neck-like voice suddenly appeared aside.
There were three boys who looked less than twenty, dressed up and ventilating. The first one had his hair upright, and was hung with a silver metal chain. There were several holes in his jeans, a face was a little thin, and his mouth was still With a cigarette in his mouth.
Lao Li is a hawker selling fried snacks. He is right next to the young man. Similarly, there is no business in the hot weather, so he is sitting and worrying.
"This..." Lao Li said with a bitter face, "My little master, please bear with me. Looking at the hot weather, how can I pay if there is no business..."
"I said, Lao Li, don't be shameless, if we hadn't had our brother Feng covering you here, your stall would have been demolished." The younger brother who followed threatened and flattered.
The little bastard named Feng Ge looked very proud, grinned and patted the flattering little man, and said to Lao Li: "Today's protection fee, whether you give it or not, I must get the money, otherwise, I'll open your stall right now!" After finishing speaking, he took a bunch of ham sausages, gnawed two bites, and threw the remaining half on the ground.
Lao Li was helpless, clasping the small stack of banknotes in his pocket, intending to consume it like that. That was the money for his wife to see a doctor and buy medicine. How could he bear such "filial piety" to these rascals!
"I'll give it to him." The young man selling lamb skewers suddenly walked over and took out a few dry banknotes from his pants pockets. The total amount would not exceed one hundred yuan, and they passed them up. Said: "That's it, Lao Li is too old and eager to spend money, so please accumulate some yin virtue."
The gangster squinted his eyes and smiled, and reached out his hand to take the banknotes to the younger brother behind him, "Yang Chen, you have to pretend to be a bad guy, you haven't paid your own protection fee yet!"
Yang Chen frowned and said in his heart that these little guys are not good at studying at a young age, so why are they being gangsters, but he is not their father, so he doesn’t want to say much, and he doesn’t want to make trouble. He said indifferently:" Tomorrow, hand in tomorrow."
"Okay, I'm not an unreasonable person. Everyone cooperates well. I protect your business. You pay me. It is justified. I will come and collect it tomorrow." After finishing speaking, the little gangster brought two attendants and swaggered to harm the others. The local vendor went.
Lao Li's eyes were already red at this moment, and he looked at Yang Chen bitterly, "Xiao Yang, why are you doing this? You always help me pay for those dogs, I can't live it up in my heart..."
"Old Li, don't say that. When I first came here, I was unfamiliar in life. If it weren't for you, I haven't had half a friend to talk to. You are my benefactor, when I repay you."
"You young man... What is good about you..." Old Li seemed to know that Yang Chen couldn't hold back, so he could only sigh silently.
Yang Chen smiled disapprovingly. He smiled very lightly, but it was very real. He was not affected by the blackmail just now. "By the way, how is your wife's illness."
Lao Li's eyes were full of gratitude, "Thanks to you for lending my money a while ago to perform the operation on my wife. Now I just have to go for more checkups and take some medicine."
"Oh, that's good, I wish her a quick recovery." Yang Chen nodded in satisfaction.
Old Li smiled bitterly, "Xiao Yang, if you borrow my money, I will definitely pay you back. If I can't pay it back until I die, I will ask my daughter to pay you back... Well, if it weren't for me, your hundreds of thousands of dollars It will definitely be able to open a good store, which is used to sell mutton skewers, and is also irritated by those little gangsters."
Yang Chen curled his lips, "I really like this day, selling lamb skewers is also good, simple and can mix a few meals."
"I said you..." Old Li said depressedly, "Xiao Yang, you are only twenty-three or four-year-old. At the age of a young man, if you are not in college or trying to climb up, you are now You don’t even have a girlfriend, so do you plan to sell mutton skewers so much? You are not in a hurry, I look so anxious."
Seeing Lao Li expressing his heart for himself, Yang Chen unconsciously showed a bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. He was not in a hurry, but he didn't think about it at all.
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After night fell, Yang Chen cleaned up the stall and pushed the one-wheeled trolley back to the dilapidated small apartment he rented.
This is a small building that is not known for many years. The monthly rent is only 100, and it is so cheap because there is no one. Yang Chen is not like others who worry about the house collapsing. Seeing that it is very cheap, So he moved in.
The furnishings in Yang Chen's house are very simple, almost all of them are second-hand goods picked up outside, beds, cabinets, chairs, a TV set that only CCTV can watch.
After pushing the stuff from the stall into his little room, Yang Chen glanced at the wall calendar on the wall. After forgetting the day, suddenly remembering something, he immediately ran into the toilet.
Within five minutes, he took a cold shower, and Yang Chen walked out of the bathroom. His skin was healthy, wheat-colored, with well-proportioned lines. Every muscle was not very conspicuous. However, if you observe carefully, you can feel a hidden feeling. Masculine beauty.
Walking to the big wooden cabinet next to the bed, Yang Chen grabbed his wet hair in distress and looked at the messy clothes inside. After choosing a few, he finally put on a beige shirt and wore a striped shirt. Thin linen pants, on the feet, there are still those plastic slippers.
After leaving the house, Yang Chen went straight to the busiest commercial street in the West District, which was also the only street in the run-down West District that was known as the "Bar Street".
The feasting nightlife is already permeating, with colorful skirts and a variety of perfumes, as soon as you enter the bar street, the atmosphere of the city is swept over.
Yang Chen did not blatantly or slobbered at the white woman's thighs on the street like other young people, but went straight to the door of a bar called "rose".
The neon signs of the bars are not very dazzling, only the medium-sized bars exude a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, and the colorful rose-like lights are dotted on the billboards.
After entering the bar, Yang Chen walked along the side to the bar counter and sat down next to the corner.
"Brother Chen, you are here." When the young bartender in a black suit and vest saw Yang Chen, he showed a warm smile and offered a glass of water at the same time, "Sister Qiangwei has been waiting for you for a long time."
Yang Chen smiled at him, took the glass and drank, "Sister Qiangwei is not angry, I'm a bit late to go home, so I'm late."
"Don't be angry, don't be angry," Xiao Zhao Yuanyuan seemed to be laughing with a few pimples on her face, whispering to Yang Chen, "Brother Chen, teach me when you have time, how can you even soak sister Qiangwei by any means? You know that all the men in Zhonghai City who are interested in our boss’s wife can be queued from the west side to the estuary. I have not seen our boss’s wife so caring about a man for so many years. But now, just ask if you have come, I have asked me no less than five times today..."
"Don't talk nonsense, Miss Qiangwei and I didn't have as many things as you thought..." Yang Chen replied indifferently.
Xiao Zhao had an expression of "I don't believe it to death", and then he sighed, "Oh... Brother Chen, to be honest, your coldness is really home. Can you soak in the beauty of our boss, who is the man? It’s not so sticky every day. It’s just you, it’s so rare to come here, and keep beautiful women waiting for you all the time. Otherwise, the best thing is what you can’t get, and this applies to women..."
Just as Xiao Zhao was exaggerating and talking about his love, a charming and graceful voice came from behind him, "Xiao Zhao, how many times do you think you can get your salary deducted by me?"
Xiao Zhao seemed to be stunned by the electric current passing through his body. Once he was overwhelmed, he immediately flashed aside and continued to pretend to drink seriously, as if nothing had happened, but the cold sweat on his forehead showed the timidity in his heart. .
A modern and magnificent cheongsam, faintly charming and sexy from the slits to the roots of the thighs, with a plump chest and a slender waist, matched with the shiny and moist face like a carefully painted porcelain face, and the shoulder straps are a few strands of lavender show. Fa, it was such a young woman who looked like a person in the picture, and walked in front of Yang Chen.
Yang Chen smiled at the corner of his eyes, stared at the woman without embarrassment, and said sincerely: "Sister Qiangwei, you are so beautiful, I wish you a happy birthday."