Zhonghai's housing prices are very high, and the rent of the storerooms is also very expensive. According to this rent, those small businesses that sell noodles early can't afford it.
However, the place is dead and people are alive. This is where there is a Zhonghai characteristic of one store and three rents, a small restaurant. The owner who sells sesame seed fried dough sticks in the morning is a boss, and the boss who sells food at noon and night is another boss. It is another owner who sells wonton supper.
The boss at this moment is an old couple with Anhui accent. In order not to affect the bosses at other times, the old couple who sells wontons pulled a big stove onto the sidewalk outside the shop.
There is a blackened aluminum pot on the big stove with a half pot of boiling water burning in it. Every time someone comes to buy a bowl or two, the aunt will uncover the lid. On such a bitter winter night, look at it. The hot steam naturally felt a warm feeling in my heart.
"In fact, gambling and punishment are the same as cigarettes. Although everyone knows that there are all harms and no benefits, there are still people who are willing to accept that existence is value, and it has its rationality. As we have such a reminder, we have done our best." Zhang Yuan picked up two pairs of chopsticks from the small table and went to the big pot to burn them.
"Crisis!" Qin Xiaorou retorted irritably when he took the chopsticks.
Zhang Yuan sat down with a smile, "Crisis is also a reason. You don't agree with it but some people agree. It's still the same sentence. Existence is value. Blocking is worse than sparse."
It is undeniable that what Zhang Yuan said has a certain truth, and the underworld also has its reasons. This is the reason why various countries have repeatedly banned but cannot stop it. If some aspects are really completely eliminated, and the follow-up management cannot follow up in time. Above, those invisible corners will only get darker.
Qin Xiaorou also knows this, so she did not continue to argue with Zhang Yuan on this issue, but said: "As long as you don't cause a big case, I can't control it, but I want to remind you not to drag Xiao Gang into the water. He is very simple, otherwise I will never end with you!"
Zhang Yuan smiled again, "Xiaogang is my good brother. I will only take care of him and help him. How can I harm him? I think you are too lenient in some aspects of him, like let him come today. There is nothing wrong with it. He only hates gambling when he sees the faces of gamblers who have lost all of it. People will grow up. The flowers that grow up in the garden will never have the vitality of the flowers in the wild."
Qin Xiaorou suddenly realized that this kid was not only better than her in many aspects, but could not even reason with him. She knew that he was wrong, but she was indisputable.
"Let him come and find a waitress not to do good deeds like you?" Qin Xiaorou began to shift the offensive direction again.
Zhang Yuan was speechless, and the obvious evidence could not be ignored, so he had to mumble: "It seems that things with evidence are not facts."
At this time, the boss's aunt came over with two bowls of hot wontons, Zhang Yuan quickly took them, not afraid of being hot, and dialed one into her mouth, "It's delicious."
Actually, what Zhang Yuan ate today was not so full, but the delicious little wonton still made him gluttonous and ate a few, but Qin Xiaorou was really hungry, Zhang Yuan’s speed was getting slower and slower. The speed is getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, a bowl is reimbursed.
"Is that enough? I'm too much." Zhang Yuan leaned his bowl over and swiped most of the wontons in it.
"Don't talk about hygiene." Qin Xiaorou muttered, but didn't refuse, she continued to eat.
Zhang Yuan looked at it and asked, "Actually, this thing doesn't make you hungry, it's better to have another bowl of Xue Cai Noodle."
It seemed that she was really hungry and nodded, "Okay."
Zhang Yuan waved his hand, "Boss, come to bowl of noodles again."
The aunt smiled and said, "Young man, your girlfriend can really eat it."
Qin Xiaorou smiled bitterly. She didn't care too much about people she didn't know, so she wanted to organize what she wanted, but she didn't expect to hear Zhang Yuan replied: "There is no way to marry a wife like this and go home. She was so poor."
The aunt replied again: "I know you look so thin."
Seeing Zhang Yuan taking advantage of him so much, Qin Xiaorou could not wait to pour the wonton soup on the face of this dead boy, every time. Last time it was a salesperson selling shoes. How come these people are not the boy's age, he seems to be married The person who has lost it? He is a minor as a whole, so why don't these people have eyesight
However, there is no need for Qin Xiaorou to educate the aunt himself. Someone did it for him. A few teenagers swayed from the back of the dark street. The aunt suddenly stopped talking.
Several teenagers are about fifteen or sixteen years old. Their hairs are of different shapes, short and too short, and long and too long. Their clothes are full of pockets, and the pockets are connected by chains, making the road rattle. , Just some bad boys.
Several unscrupulous teenagers each took a large handful of mutton skewers, cursed and vomited everywhere and walked over.
When the old couple who opened the shop saw these boys, they immediately lowered their heads and were busy with their work. They didn't dare to look at them, so they hoped that these boys would walk over without paying attention.
But the character of these punks is that the more you are afraid of him, the more he will deceive you.
"Old and crippled, business is good at night." The bad boy took the initiative to find fault.
The old man who opened the shop was scolded and had to laugh with him: "Little brother, be hungry, eat a bowl of wontons."
"Eat your mother!" The leader threw a mutton skewers to the ground and said viciously: "Give me the protection fee for this month!"
The old man begged: "I have already handed it in last week."
"Not enough!" At the moment, a crowd of gangsters also scolded and surrounded them.
"Why, I'm a small business, you boss, let us go." The aunt hurried over and helped the old man plead.
"Operate with a small capital, then you shouldn't occupy the road to operate it. This is the road that our Zhonghai helps to manage. If you occupy the road, you have to pay!"
After hearing the dialogue behind, Qin Xiaorou glanced at Zhang Yuan deeply, and the meaning was obvious, is this your Zhonghai Gang? Sure enough, even the work of urban management took the initiative.
Zhang Yuan can’t explain, because the protection fee collected by the China Shipping Group is specific, and Miwei and the others are converted from small shop owners. They know that these small businesses are barely making ends meet, so they have taken over Nancheng District from the China Shipping Group. Since then, there is no longer any arbitrary collection of protection fees, but only collection of protection fees for some entertainment venues where the public gathers.
Therefore, according to the regulations, there will be no protection fees from these stalls. Zhang Yuan has some doubts whether these guys are fake or inferior.
"Give another 500, let you occupy the road for a year." The unscrupulous teenagers opened the river.
"We only did a total of 50 yuan in business tonight. Let's pull the stove in now, and we won't account for it in the future, okay?"
"Damn, I'm not dead, there are a lot of ideas, will you move out after we leave? You have to give it if you don't give it, or stop doing business in the future." The leader boy scolded and pushed. Pushing an old man who was already walking slowly, he was overwhelmed.
Qin Xiaorou was angry, but the people who thought about the Zhonghai Gang did not want to teach him in front of Zhang Yuan, but the scene at the scene was too irritating.
"Stop it!" Qin Xiaorou roared and stood up and scolded: "Do you have parents? Do you treat your parents like this at home? How much money can they make in a month if they are so old and set up a small stall here? There are hundreds of openings, do you have humanity?"
Seeing a beautiful woman suddenly jumped out, the leading bad boy was happy, and walked over and said, "Human nature, how much is it worth? But the beautiful sister is quite valuable. If you are generous with our brother, this How about waiving the occupation fee?"
"Shameless!" Qin Xiaorou popped two words from his teeth, and wanted to kill this kind of scum.
"Sister, forget it, don't say it, you can't control this, we are all outsiders, we can bear it." The aunt hurried over to persuade Qin Xiaorou, they all want to do a small business to make some money, but they don't want to do things. Go big.
The bad boys immediately booed, "Go away, the dog takes the mouse, it's still a bitch."
Qin Xiaorou really couldn't help it anymore, her lungs were about to explode, no one had ever scolded her like this when she was so old, and she felt like anger was going to burn out of her chest.
Walked two steps quickly and came to the little bastard who scolded her. It was a slap in the face when she slapped her hand. The little bastard didn't expect that she would really dare to do it. She moved a step slower and didn't get out of the way.
"Damn, I'm fighting with you!" The beaten gangster shook off the big iron rod in his hand, raised his fist and hit Qin Xiaorou in the face.
Qin Xiaoran and Zhang Yuan were a few grades worse than Zhang Yuan, but he was more than enough to deal with these little gangsters. He stretched out his hand and followed the opponent's wrist to say goodbye, then raised his other hand, and drew another big mouth from the little gangster.
"Ouch! Let's go together!" The restrained bad boy gritted his teeth and shouted, and the other gangsters also dropped the iron rods, and then dispersed.
Not to run away, but to find weapons. They saw that Qin Xiaorou was not an ordinary woman, and knew that Chi, so they all ran to the side of the road to pick bricks.
The old couple in the small shop is going to make a big mess, and rushes back and forth on both sides, "Master, don't fight, can't I give it 500."
"Give it to your mother, the old man will look back to you to settle the account!" The unscrupulous teenagers soon returned with a brick.
"Kacha!" Qin Xiaorou took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the little bastard, turned her head back to show her identity and said: "Don't move! I'm a policeman!"
"How about the police? I'm afraid of you. The police are very hungry?" Although the gangsters were a little hesitant, they still held Qin Xiaorou in the center with bricks.
The kid with his hands handcuffed lay on the ground and shouted like a pig, "The police beat someone, the police beat someone, the police beat a minor!"
Qin Xiaorou had a headache for a while. She was most afraid of encountering these situations. These people had not been beaten and beaten, and when they were underage, they were very passive when they encountered passers-by who didn't know what was right or wrong.
Seeing Qin Xiaorou frowning on her face, the leader understood that the current situation is very beneficial to him, and he squeezed the bricks in his hands and said: "Isn't you just a policewoman? You think you are saving the ancestors, even if you drove us away today. Run, can't you still come here every day? Tell you, we dare not do anything to you, but these two don’t want to do business here anymore! Our Zhonghai help..."
The leader boy was halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt that the black shadow in front of his eyes flickered, and his hand lightened. He fixed his eyes on a young male student who was already standing in front of him.
"Which one are you from the Zhonghai Gang?" Zhang Yuan threw the bricks on the ground, patted the mud in his hands, and asked coldly.
"There is another little crouch, it's your mother's business!" the leader scolded, and then said proudly: "You come hit me, if you have the ability, you come hit me, do you dare to hit me? The police? Beat minors, be careful not to lose your job..."
Zhang Yuan turned his head and smiled, then suddenly turned back and punched him on the side of the face.
"Aw!" The leader snorted, the corners of his mouth and eyes all cracked, and half of his face immediately swelled.
"You, you, the police beat up minors. I, I'm only fifteen years old." The leader said vaguely. He couldn't open his mouth in pain. What he meant to make other gangsters also booed and attracted more More people passing by.
However, the other gangsters have been stunned by Zhang Yuan, knowing that this kid is not easy to mess with, and no one dared to take the lead and shout.
"I'm hitting underage people." Zhang Yuan shook his hand, fiercely grabbing his shawl and long hair again, and asked again: "You son of a bitch, answer me, which one! With which boss! "