"Masters and aunts! I'm really not a salesman!" Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to deny it.
But the uncles and aunts who turned "HIGH" are unreasonable and unforgiving.
They determined that Zhang Xiaoqiang was a health care product salesman. As they went back and forth, the crowd of onlookers gathered, and they were about to become the target of public criticism. In desperation, Zhang Xiaoqiang could only bite the bullet and shouted: "Everyone is noisy. What, what do you say? You give me the right not to speak to others!? You have to decide who I am!? Who do you think you are? My father or my mother? And you, a lot of them I'm too old to stay at home, so why are you here to follow the trend and start a fuss? Why do you think I'm a health care product manufacturer?"
"You, you, it looks like you are!" The aunt probably didn't expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to be so arrogant suddenly, so she couldn't help but push back.
"Why don't you curse? Are you obviously guilty?" The old man on the side has a strong sense of teamwork. When he saw that his support was defeated, he immediately stepped forward and prepared to CARRY the whole audience.
With a depressed sigh, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his face and asked: "Uncle, why did I scold you? Do you think I have a guilty conscience?"
"You scolded her little white dragon, we all heard it, right?"
"right!"
"Yep!"
"We all heard it!"
The old people started to attack Zhang Xiaoqiang as a group, and Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head during the verbal and verbal exchanges: "Hey, hey, hey, old man, I... this, that little white dragon..."
It's funny to think about it. Zhang Xiaoqiang really doesn't know how the aunt put the word "Little White Dragon" on her head.
In view of the public outrage raging around him, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that he could not drag on any longer, otherwise he would be labeled as a "pamphlet boss" today.
"Auntie, I really didn't mean to scold you when I said Xiao Bailong. That's the name of my car. His name is Xiao Bailong."
"Your car? Young man, honesty and trustworthiness are the fundamentals of Chinese people. You sell rubbish and curse people. Now you start to lie to people again. This kind of thinking of yours is very bad! I must give you a good lecture today. Otherwise you will suffer a big loss in the future.”
Everyone said that Chaoyang's uncle and aunt's fighting ability was tyrannical. Now it seemed that the fighting ability of this little old man in his little place was no worse than that of the imperial city.
I think I am not Zhuge Liang, and no one has the ability to quarrel with other scholars.
Besides, these uncles and aunts have nothing to do with the "Confucian scholars" no matter how you look at them.
Without further ado, Zhang Xiaoqiang reached out and opened the car door.
"Did you see, is it my car!?"
Facts speak louder than words. The moment Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the door, he was tough on the old man, but the aunt suddenly became silent.
But just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was complacent about settling the matter, another thin old man emerged from the back row of the crowd.
"This kid opened the car without even taking the keys. There's something wrong with that!"
The thin old man's "back row" cut in effectively interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's "range" attack.
As a result, the ADC old man and the auxiliary aunt who were able to take a breather immediately recovered and rejoined the battle.
"That's right! Why did you open the door without a key?"
"Needless to say, judging from the condition of the car, he is a thief!!"
The old man is indeed an ADC. He immediately turned the tide of the battle with just one word of "thief" and really CARRY the entire team.
Immediately below, there was an enthusiastic response from the "melon-eating crowd" who did not know the truth.
Damn it, this is all a god and a god!
In just a few minutes, Zhang Xiaoqiang's reputation changed from insurance salesman to car thief.
"My car was in a traffic accident yesterday. It hit a tree and ended up like this. Do you understand? The reason why you didn't lock the door is because the door lock was damaged by the shock. Do you understand?"
"Return, return the car and hit a tree. I think you hit the pig!"
Ouch, Uncle Motoyama’s works are really deeply rooted in people’s hearts!
Zhang Xiaoqiang heard it twice in one day.
"Your car was damaged like this, how did you get it back?"
"Ah, I understand. This guy must have robbed a car on the road, and then he was nervous and hit a tree."
"That's right, that's right! Car theft, firearms, hit and run! Everyone surround him!!"
Killed with one hit, the old man deserves to be the MVP of the game!
It only took him a few minutes to advance Zhang Xiaoqiang from criticism and education to a criminal offense. Finally, he was shot directly in the execution ground and deprived of political rights for life.
To be honest, if Zhang Xiaoqiang had not been influenced by the traditional culture of respecting the elderly and caring for the young since he was a child, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have been possessed by Bruce Lee, and "Hasai" would never die.
This bunch of unreasonable guys are simply more hateful than Qin Puze and Mr. Sun.
At least they actually carried out conspiracies, devised tricks, and hired gunmen to fight.
But these old guys, self-righteous and old, attack others with just their mouths and without any basis.
This behavior...shameless and hateful.
"Old man, what you say and do must be reasonable and well-founded. Is it interesting for you to be such a bastard?"
"Are we messing around? Neighbors, listen up! This guy is a criminal and he's still showing off like this!!"
"Call the police!!"
"Catch him!!"
The crowd immediately burst into cheers.
The more Zhang Xiaoqiang listened, the more funny he found it, but obviously he couldn't call the police right now.
After all, there is still a question mark as to how this little white dragon came back
What if there is some "mystery" in it... Zhang Xiaoqiang won't be able to just walk around with it.
"Drive!!" Without further ado, Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the car door and shouted inside.
Isuzu responds to the times.
"Did you see, my car is voice-activated, no one can start it except me!!" Only now can I fully understand the meaning that the products produced by Tianjie must be high-quality.
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang made this move, the uncle and aunt were speechless again.
However, the other party did not give up. The ADC man came forward first and looked at the car suspiciously.
It was obviously the first time for him to see such awesome starting technology, especially on such a... broken car.
"Haha," he sneered, and the ADC man who put his head through the car window turned his head, with an excitement no less than that of Columbus when he discovered the New World, and said loudly to the crowd: "There is a key in this car. This guy twists the key to start the car and dares to talk about voice control, do you think we are all fools?"
Good guy, as soon as he said this, there was no surprise that there was another round of ridicule and accusations.
The situation was easily reversed by the ADC uncle again.
Facing the precarious battle situation, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to resort to his last resort.
"Stop talking nonsense! You said the key can start the car, right? OK!" Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and reached out to pull out the car key. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised it high in the air: "Hey, I have taken out the car key now."
After the entire audience circled around, Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately let out a cry, and the Isuzu that had been buzzing just a moment ago fell silent.
Silence, silence, silence.
The crowd looked at the scene in astonishment. After a while, someone whispered uncertainly: "Is this kid the magician Liu Qian?"
"How is that possible? If you look at that person's appearance, he is obviously Song Xiaobao."
(End of chapter)