"Big head, it seems a little wrong lately, how do I feel that someone is eyeing us. ”

In a hurry, Liu Xiangyang walked to Fang Chen's side, shook Fang Chen awake, and said softly.

Fang Chen smiled and said nonchalantly: "If someone is staring, just stare at it, such a lucrative business is still managed by the three of us and a half children, if no one is eyeing it, it will be called strange." ”

There is no need for Liu Xiangyang to say, Fang Chen has already found out, there have been people targeting their stall since about four or five days, and these people should be more than one group of people, at least two or three people.

It's just that what makes Fang Chen feel funny is that it doesn't matter if the people sent are unprofessional, after all, the spring breeze of Xiangjiang movies has just blown into the motherland, but at least find some normal people, or roe deer eyes, or face full of meat, fools can't see it.

The deterrence of the 83 strike hard has gradually dissipated, and new social contradictions have not been resolved; around the 90s, the whole country was in chaos, and car bandits, road tyrants, and line tyrants emerged one after another.

It was not until six years later, when the second strike hard was restarted, that the social order was completely renewed.

Seeing what Fang Chen and Liu Xiangyang were discussing, Li Qiming also came over, "If they dare to make trouble, I will let them see my fist." ”

As he spoke, Li Qiming waved his fist.

It was not easy to earn such a large sum of money, which made the situation at home better, and made the faces of his parents and younger brother smile, this hard-won happy life, if anyone dares to destroy, he will dare to fight with others!

"That is, you are cowardly. Li Qiming glanced at Liu Xiangyang and said.

His father has always been doing odd jobs between various construction sites, and in order to compete for a temporary worker's job, dozens of people, or even 100 people, have been beaten and bloodied, and he has seen a lot of them since he was a child.

Some little cubs, the adults in the family were beaten, and they couldn't get angry, and they came to him for trouble, and they were all cleaned up by him!

"Fart!" Liu Xiangyang's face was red and his neck was thick, and two white gases erupted from his nostrils.

"Big one, you fight hard, I admit it, but my big teeth are not given for nothing!" Liu Xiangyang patted his thin chest and said.

Fights and brawls have not happened in the vegetable market, and it is not surprising that it is even commonplace, stalls, vegetable prices, scales, sanitation fees, etc., can cause a fight, but he participates less.

"Huh!"

Li Qiming's mouth popped out of two words with infinite lethality.

Liu Xiangyang's face turned red instantly, and he was just about to reason with Li Qiming, when someone suddenly shouted in the distance: "Boy, come and take a look at the book!"

"I'll talk to you later!"

Leaving a cruel word, Liu Xiangyang hurried away.

As soon as he walked in front of the man, Liu Xiangyang's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, feeling a little uncomfortable, and then he stretched out, and his face was full of smiles.

The person in front of him was about twenty-four or five years old, with a big back, toad glasses, a white collarless sleeveless short T-shirt under a gray jacket, printed with the words 'It's really tiring to earn money, it's hard to have no money', and the lower half of his body was wearing orange bell bottoms, black leather shoes, and an Aihua brand walkman pinned to his belt.

It's almost written on the face of the big words hipster, fashionable.

It's just that this person is not tall, I'm afraid it's only about one meter six or five, not as tall as Liu Xiangyang, I don't know if it's because of the ups and downs of life, or because the person is already old, there are already deep forehead lines.

No matter how you look at it, it can only be described as obscene.

"Big brother, you bring the notebook and let me read it, and I'll count the money for you. Liu Xiangyang said with a smile.

At the beginning, every time someone took a book and exchanged money with himself, Liu Xiangyang felt very distressed, and later after Fang Chen's education, he liked these people who were looking for him to exchange money.

Because every time he cashes money to others, the business in the stall can set off a climax again.

And what kind of advertising can be better than seeing it with your own eyes, exchanging a piece of paper for a piece of unity.

Now Liu Xiangyang even enjoyed this feeling a little, when the people around him saw him hand over the great unity to others, his eyes instantly turned scarlet, and the thirst for wealth in his blood was suddenly activated.

"Be careful, you can't afford to break it. Wu Maocai said proudly.

Liu Xiangyang said with a smile: "It's okay, as long as I break it, the money will be returned to you, eldest brother." ”

As soon as he got the book, Liu Xiangyang's complexion changed instantly, he knew that what the co-author was talking about was not the words on it, but the entire book.

This book is not theirs.

Seeing that Liu Xiangyang was hesitant, Wu Maocai scolded with a slap in his face: "Look at what, hurry up and give me money!"

As he spoke, he slapped Liu Xiangyang's head!

Liu Xiangyang couldn't help but panic, took half a step back to avoid the slap, and shouted loudly: "Big head, big man, come here!"

Hearing Liu Xiangyang's panicked scream, Fang Chen and the others came when they heard the sound.

Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Li Qiming's oppressive body, Wu Maocai's arrogance was suppressed a little, "What's the matter? You still want to bully people with too many people and don't give money!"

"Big head, look at it, this book is not ours at all. ”

With the support of Fang Chen and Li Qiming, Liu Xiangyang's courage suddenly strengthened a lot.

After taking the notebook and looking at it, Fang Chen was immediately happy, and said to Wu Maocai: "Big brother, you don't have any words on it, how can you let us give you money!"

Hearing this, Wu Mao was in a hurry, snatched the book from Fang Chen's hand, pointed to the dense numbers on the book, and said sharply: "What are you kidding, it's not a word on it!"

The 1,000 number on it, he wrote it for almost two days to write it correctly, and the other party actually said that it didn't exist, which was really blind.

Fang Chen's face instantly fell, and a cold chill permeated the bone, and he said coldly: "It's the eldest brother, you joked with me first, this book is not my family, who should you find to redeem the money, who to go to!"

Wu Maocai's face froze, and he was almost choked to death by Fang Chen's words.

"Okay, you dare not give money, and the three yellow-haired boys dare to deceive people, I really think you can rely on the strength of the people!" Wu Maocai said angrily.

He knew that he had met the opponent, and the other party was more shameless than him, he was so good that he was still pretending, and it took a lot of effort to write the 1000 number correctly before he came over, and the other party was good, and he actually said that there was no word in the book.

"That's it, you obviously wrote on the blackboard, write 1000, reward 100 yuan, hurry up and get the money!"

"I also wrote 1000, hurry up and give the money!"

"I also wrote 1000! If you dare not give money, I will kill you!"

The three young men who were dressed similarly to Wu Maocai stood up and shouted at Fang Chen.