On another street, a battle for territory is taking place.
A yellow-haired man and a bald man glared at each other. The yellow-haired man was quick-witted and took action first. He approached the yellow-headed man, picked up the glass Coke bottle in his hand, and smashed it on the bald man's head.
Suddenly, both sides opened fire, some holding knives, some waving sticks, and some throwing glass Coke bottles at each other. For a while, the scene was very chaotic.
Kou Shuiwei was already a big shot, and he valued his life, so he just stood aside and watched with a cigar in his mouth, talking but not taking action:
"Hit me, f**king time!"
"Holy crap! Can you throw that fucking Coke bottle more accurately?"
"Fight! Fight hard! Whether we can seize the territory of Taikoo City depends on you!"
The battle is getting more intense, and it’s hard to say who will win or lose.
Zhao Zitong here was so depressed.
They didn't say they were interested in you, nor did they want to charge you for protection money. They just wanted to be friends with you.
Zhao Zitong was bored with the long-winded social engagements.
"It's a pleasure to meet you this time, Miss Zhao. I look forward to our next meeting." Jin Shi smiled and extended his right hand.
Several subordinates were stunned. After collecting protection fees for so many years, this was the first time they saw their boss being so patient.
Is this a protection fee or a way to pick up girls
Looking forward to you big head ghost!
Zhao Zitong cursed him in his heart while forcing an ugly smile: "Mr. Jin, since I'm making a living in your territory, we will inevitably have dealings in the future."
"Hey, why call him Mr. Jin? Call him Brother Jin." Just as Jin Shi was about to move forward, a reckless gangster ran up to him and said a few words. Then Jin Shi's whole face changed.
"Ms. Zhao, see you later." Jin Shi tried hard to force a smile.
Zhao Zitong cursed inwardly, turned around and left, and saw a familiar license plate on a street corner.
It turns out that he never left and has been protecting himself in the dark.
Surprise, touching, guilt, and all kinds of complicated emotions suddenly flooded into her heart.
"I'm sorry, maybe I was too strong." Zhao Zitong lowered her head, not daring to look up at his concerned eyes.
"No, I think I didn't respect you enough." Zhuo Zhenfeng pulled Zhao Zitong into his arms. God knows how upset he was just now.
The two people had different growth backgrounds, and Zhuo Zhenfeng felt that he had taken it for granted.
Having worked as a lawyer for so many years, he knew very well that there were many problems in this society that could not be solved simply by law.
He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and of course knew that wealth and power could be invincible. At the same time, without wealth and power, he would be much more passive.
Everyone wants to kill gods or ghosts when they meet them, but the prerequisite is that they must have the ability to kill.
Lying in Zhuo Zhenfeng's arms, Zhao Zitong finally understood what that meant:
"No matter how deeply you have been hurt, there will always be someone who will make you forgive all the hardships that Yu Shenghuo has dealt with you before."
Zhao Zitong thought that Jinshi would continue to cause trouble, but soon the opening day came and he didn't see that annoying guy again.
August 1st arrived as scheduled.
Zhao Zitong asked Ma Dandan to invite a lion dance team. In fact, she could do it herself, but she often looked at Ye Wenhua like a crazy fan.
At this moment, she felt a little funny.
Women in love are really outrageous.
Who was it that had been saying "staying single and childless ensures safety" and suddenly thought of becoming a matchmaker
Do you wish that all lovers in the world can finally get married
Or does she want to please the matchmaker so that he won't create any obstacles for her and make her relationship with Zhuo Zhenfeng go more smoothly
Ma Dandan was a little shy: "Brother Wenhua, my friend's fresh food supermarket will open on August 1st. Can I invite you to perform the lion dance?"
"Who is your friend?" Ye Wenhua felt a little embarrassed because his mother had made a reservation for him early that day.
But during this period, the young girl came to change the dressing every day, although her injury did not require her to come every day.
However, he didn't know why, after a week, he didn't say it out loud when he was supposed to change it to once a week.
Perhaps it was because her smile was so bright that it brought sunshine to his long-lonely heart.
"Zhao Zitong, do you remember that we once ate fried spicy crabs by the bridge together?" Ma Dandan's smile was really charming.
Ye Wenhua's troubled heart relaxed instantly.
He was afraid that he would reject her and see her disappointed look.
He would not be able to bear it if such bright and lively eyes became dim because of his own reasons.
"Okay, I'm free on August 1st."
Seeing Ma Dandan's whole face brighten up, Ye Wenhua couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Ye Wenyin and her mother Zhou Qingqiu also came.
Zhou Qingqiu didn't know that Zhao Zitong and Zhuo Zhenfeng were in love, but based on her many years of life experience, she concluded that Zhao Zitong must be kept by a wealthy businessman.
Aren’t Miss Hong Kong in the entertainment industry the ones who are most eager to do this kind of thing
She didn't know which rich man Zhao Zitong had clung to, but based on her previous understanding of Sun Shaofen and her daughter, it was absolutely impossible for them to live in a house like Taikoo City, nor to run a store like this.
"Sister Sun, you have really made a comeback." Zhou Qingqiu's tone was a little sarcastic, but unfortunately Sun Shaofen was so busy that she didn't even hear the deeper meaning of this sentence.
Zhou Qingqiu felt embarrassed and had to stand aside and observe.
How fresh!
This was a fresh food supermarket she had never seen before.
Well, there is no such thing in the capital, Beijing, nor in bustling Hong Kong, either.
The big sign at the door has a red background and has three simple and crude white characters "Mrs. Sun". There is a line of slightly smaller words next to it: "No overnight meat sold."
"How tacky!" Zhou Qingqiu couldn't help but complain: "Such a tacky signboard and such a tacky color really reflects the taste of that little gangster Zhao Zitong."
"This is Hong Kong. Does she think this is the countryside of mainland China? Why would she use such a popular title
The most speechless thing is that there is a small loudspeaker at the door of the shop, and the voice coming out of it is very loud: "Mrs. Sun, we don't sell overnight meat."
"Haha, this is the first time I heard that you don't sell leftover meat and vegetables. I don't believe it. Are you going to just throw away the vegetables that can't be sold?"
Zhou Qingqiu muttered loudly, and was soon heard by those who came to line up.
"Didn't you see the big poster in the store?" An old lady waiting in line came over and pointed to a big red poster.
The same bright red background, the same white font, the same tacky look.
There were several rows of eye-catching characters written on it: "Daily Clearance Time."