Yang Dejun sat at the door and smoked, looking at the entrance of the market from time to time, wondering in his heart, it was about to start, why didn't Wang Fuqiang come over yet?

"Boss, is there something Fuqiang is not coming?"

The guy named Zhang Lei guessed Yang Dejun's mind and asked suspiciously. Wang Fuqiang is a good worker, and he has the strength and willingness to work hard, and if he is there, he can help him share a lot of work.

Yang Dejun glanced at him and shook his head slightly: "If there is really something, he will call in advance." ”

After the Chinese New Year, Yang Dejun rented a house for Wang Fugui in the community near the market at his own expense, which was not far from the market, and it was less than ten minutes' walk. Under normal circumstances, Wang Fugui would come over an hour in advance to help prepare for the pick-up, but today was so abnormal that he didn't even make a phone call.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, seeing that the delivery vehicle was about to arrive, Yang Dejun took out the phone a little anxiously and just wanted to call Wang Fuqiang, when he heard Zhang Lei say with a smile: "Coming, coming!"

Following the direction of Zhang Lei's finger, Yang Dejun saw a familiar figure, and subconsciously flashed doubts, how did he come from that direction?

The anxious heart had just fallen, and his face suddenly became ugly. Wang Fuqiang's walking posture is wrong, why is one shoulder high and one shoulder low when walking?

As Wang Fuqiang got closer and closer, the movements on his legs became more obvious.

"Fuqiang, what's the matter with you?

Without waiting for Yang Dejun to ask, Zhang Lei hurriedly greeted him.

Wang Fuqiang's left cheek is a little red and swollen, and residual footprints can be faintly seen on his body, and the footprints on his pants are obviously denser and clearer. Wang Fuqiang lowered his head and didn't speak, and only when he walked to the store did he look up at Yang Dejun and said apologetically: "Uncle, I'm late." ”

Yang Dejun's eyes froze, he looked behind Wang Fuqiang, quickly withdrew his eyes, and asked Wang Fuqiang to sit down, and then asked with concern: "What's the matter?"

Wang Fuqiang's eyes were gloomy, he hung his head and didn't reply, as soon as he lowered his head like this, several blood marks appeared on the back of his neck, which were obviously scratched out.

Yang Dejun's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, this is not a fight!

The blood marks on Wang Fuqiang's neck were not the scars left by the man's fight at all, they were obviously scratched out by the woman. Looking at the footprints on Wang Fuqiang's body, there is definitely more than one person who beat him.

This is being beaten up!?

"Stand up!"

Yang Dejun burst into applause.

Yang Dejun's wife, Li Huilan, was cleaning upstairs, and when she heard Yang Dejun's loud voice, she thought something had happened, so she quickly threw down the cleaning tools and went downstairs in a panic.

Wang Fuqiang reflexively stood up, and before he could react, Yang Dejun lifted his shirt, his back was red and swollen, and even the horizontal and vertical textures left on the soles of his shoes could be seen.

Li Huilan exclaimed when she saw the scars on Wang Fuqiang's body, walked over quickly, stretched out her hand to touch it, but she was afraid that it would hurt Wang Fuqiang, she retracted her hand and asked distressedly: "Which god killed you here?"

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Dejun next to him, with eagerness and worry in his eyes.

Yang Dejun suppressed the anger in his heart, and instructed Zhang Lei next to him: "You go to the pharmacy outside to buy a bottle of safflower oil and come back." ”

Zhang Lei looked at Wang Fuqiang, his eyes showed unbearability, and then got up and rode the electric car towards the outside of the market. After Zhang Lei left, Yang Dejun sat down next to Wang Fuqiang, handed him a cigarette, and asked with concern: "Tell my uncle, what's going on." ”

Wang Fuqiang took the cigarette, pulled out a dry smile casually, shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

Yang Dejun's face turned cold again, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes that had always been smiling, staring at Wang Fuqiang and saying, "Your eldest brother handed you over to me, and I can't ignore it." Honestly, what the hell is going on? Who hit you?"

Wang Fuqiang shook his head and didn't speak, his eyes were even more gloomy.

Yang Dejun was angry in his heart, angry at Wang Fuqiang's beating, and angry at Wang Fuqiang's sullen and stubborn character. Li Huilan's eyes are red, how could such an honest and honest child suffer such a crime, who did this provoke?

"Call the police!"

Yang Dejun glanced at Li Huilan, and then said to Wang Fuqiang: "If you don't tell the truth, I will call the police!"

"Don't!"

Wang Fu raised his head violently, with a hint of panic in his eyes, and a look of pleading.

The atmosphere in the store became silent and dead, Yang Dejun's heavy breathing was clearly audible, and when a cigarette was finished, Zhang Lei, who went out to buy medicine, came back.

Zhang Lei's eyes flashed with a complicated light, and he handed the safflower oil to Wang Fuqiang, who took it and thanked him with a dry smile: "Thank you, Brother Zhang." ”

Wang Fuqiang didn't notice Zhang Lei's abnormal expression, but Yang Dejun saw it, Zhang Lei's gaze collided with Yang Dejun, obviously showing a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

"Don't work today, go back and rest. ”

Yang Dejun asked Wang Fuqiang to go back and rest, Wang Fuqiang was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Then what's the matter? If I leave, how can I unload the goods?"

Yang Dejun said undoubtedly: "With you Brother Zhang, just call the two laborers later, listen to me, go back and rest." ”

"Yes, listen to your uncle. ”

Li Huilan interjected, her eyes showing worry, and she added: "Why don't you go to the hospital first, don't leave internal injuries." ”

Wang Fuqiang hesitated and then got up slowly, smiled at Li Huilan and said, "Auntie, I'm fine." ”

After speaking, he said to Zhang Lei: "I'll do more tomorrow." ”

After Wang Fugui left, Yang Dejun suddenly looked at Zhang Lei, and Zhang Lei no longer hesitated and said directly: "When I came back, I heard others say that Fuqiang was beaten by the people of pork and abalone, and the two of them did it themselves, and the guys in the store also helped." Four or five people beat Fu Qiang, but Fu Qiang did not fight back. ”

Zhang Lei hesitated, glanced at Yang Dejun cautiously, saw Yang Dejun's gloomy expression, and said: "They also said that Fuqiang is not allowed to go to their store again, and go to fight once." ”

Yang Dejun sneered, and before he could speak, he heard Li Huilan ask angrily, "Why are they beating people?"

"I listened to what others said, and I don't know if it's true or not, saying that Fuqiang hooked up with the daughter of pork abalone......"

Li Huilan looked stunned, and then sighed. Yang Dejun looked at Zhang Lei in astonishment, Zhang Lei laughed dryly and didn't speak again.

Pork abalone, a professional wholesale white strip owner in the market, occasionally comes to Yang Dejun's store to call some by-products to sell with white strips. It stands to reason that Pork Abalone should know that Wang Fuqiang is helping in his store, and he knows Wang Fuqiang's identity and is so ruthless, shouldn't it be really Fuqiang's fault first?

Yang Dejun thought for a while with a cold face, got up and said to Zhang Lei: "You go to find two laborers, you are responsible for recording data when unloading, and I will go out." ”

Zhang Lei seemed to guess Yang Dejun's thoughts, and hurriedly said, "Why don't I go with you?"

Yang Dejun snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Does he dare to do anything with me?"

Being kind doesn't mean you don't have a temper, and it doesn't mean you won't get angry!

Not to mention the relationship between Wang Fuqiang and Wang Quan, just because he is an employee of his own store, the practice of pork abalone is already very excessive. The pork abalone shop was at the corner of another row of stores, and Yang Dejun turned around with a gloomy face, and before he could enter the door, he heard laughter from the store.

"Look at his stubborn appearance, a working boy also wants to have sex with my daughter, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, spare his dog's life this time, next time he dares to come over, he has to break his dog's legs......"

Listening to the sound of pork abalone coming from the store, Yang Dejun's face turned blue and walked quickly towards the store. Pushing the door in, the sound of talking in the room stopped abruptly, and a fat-headed and big-eared man sitting behind the desk saw Yang Dejun come in, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he pretended to be calm and smiled: "Why does Boss Yang have time to come to my small shop?"

As he spoke, he said coldly to a guy next to him, "Hurry up and give up your seat to Boss Yang." ”

The young man hurriedly got up and gave way to his seat, and peeked at Yang Dejun tremblingly, secretly beating a drum in his heart, could it be that he came to the door to find trouble?

Yang Dejun was not polite at all, after sitting down, his eyes swept around the store, the two of them were both pork and abalone and their buddies, the expressions of these two guys were obviously a little wrong, and the eyes of the two guys were also dodgy, but they didn't see his daughter.

Pork Bao's daughter-in-law is also rich, with a smile squeezed out of her fat face, her eyes are like two thin slits embedded in the meat, and a black mole the size of a soybean at the corner of her mouth beats with her lips, "Boss Yang doesn't drink tea?" ”

Yang Dejun glanced at her coldly, ignored her, turned his head to look at pork abalone, and asked in a deep voice: "Say, why did you beat people?"

Yang Dejun's directness made the two guys even more empty-hearted, they were participants, quietly shook out of the store, and stood outside from afar looking at the store.

The smile on Pork Bao's face froze, and then he turned cold and complained to Yang Dejun: "Boss Yang, it's not that I don't give you face, it's just that kid is too ignorant." He was a poor worker, and he came to my store again and again and accosted my daughter in front of me. What would you do if this kind of thing happened to you?"

The expression on Yang Dejun's face remained unchanged, and he said again: "After I knew about this, I came over directly, and I haven't asked Fu Qiang yet." You call your daughter down, I'll ask what's going on in person, if it's really rich and strong, I don't know what to do, I won't care about it. But if you're making it up......"

Pork Abalone hesitated for a moment, then looked at his daughter-in-law angrily, and his daughter-in-law turned to go upstairs, and after a while, took a young girl downstairs. Yang Dejun carefully looked at the daughter of pork abalone, with a round face and big eyes, and her height was okay, but she was slightly fat, and her overall appearance was average.

"Uncle Yang. ”

The daughter of pork abalone took the initiative to greet Yang Dejun, the voice was surprising, it sounded very crisp, if you just listen to the voice, it is easy to think of the four words of little bird and people.

Yang Dejun nodded slightly, the coldness on his face also subsided, and the girl who looked at the pork abalone asked softly: "Girl, you said it yourself, did Wang Fuqiang harass you?"

The daughter of pork abalone is obviously not deeply involved in the world, and after hearing this sentence, a trace of entanglement appeared between her eyebrows. When she was hesitating, the daughter-in-law of pork abalone gently pulled her daughter and asked, "Does he often come over and have nothing to talk to you?"

The daughter of Pork Abalone frowned even more, but did not answer her mother's question.

Pork Bao's daughter-in-law turned her head to look at Yang Dejun again, and said with a disgusted expression: "Boss Yang, this Wang Fuqiang seems to be honest and honest, but he actually has a lot of eyes." You don't know, right? He comes to the market every day, and he always comes to our store to walk around, and it's okay that my daughter is not there, as long as he sees my girl here, this guy will stay here and say a few words to my daughter. Are you annoying?"

Yang Dejun was slightly stunned, he really didn't know what his daughter-in-law said. He was even more suspicious, would Wang Fuqiang talk to a girl?

Pork Bao also followed up and said: "Boss Yang, if he wasn't an employee in your store, I would have beaten him out a long time ago, and I really couldn't bear it anymore today." ”

Yang Dejun didn't pay attention to the pork abalone, and glanced at their mother and daughter quietly, and he already knew it.

The daughter of pork abalone should not be disgusted with Wang Fuqiang, otherwise she would not show a tangled expression, let alone keep silent when her mother took the initiative to induce her. The main reason is that the pork and abalone couple don't look down on Wang Fuqiang, and they dislike Wang Fuqiang as an ordinary worker.

Yang Dejun didn't know what Wang Fuqiang thought, hesitated slightly, and then looked at the pork and Bao family of three.

"Either way, it's not right to hit someone. I asked Wang Fuqiang to go back and rest, and when the work starts tomorrow, you must apologize to Wang Fuqiang, and the cost of the soup and medicine will also be paid ......."

Before Yang Dejun finished speaking, Pork Abalone's daughter-in-law interrupted Yang Dejun and said with a disgusted face: "We pay for the soup and medicine, and it is definitely not okay to apologize." ”

A cold light flashed in Yang Dejun's eyes, and he turned his head to look at Pork Abalone, but Pork Abalone pretended to look away and did not look at Yang Dejun. Yang Dejun sneered, slowly got up and stared at the daughter-in-law of pork abalone and asked, "Do you think it's okay to lose some money?"

The daughter-in-law of pork abalone did not answer, but snorted softly.

A flash of disdain flashed in Yang Dejun's eyes, and he turned his head to look at pork abalone, "I haven't finished what I said just now, the soup and medicine fee and apology are my basic requirements, if the situation Wang Fuqiang told me tomorrow is not what you said, or if Wang Fuqiang does not accept your apology, I will report the case at that time!"

"Since you have money, then take the money to hire a lawyer, I want to see how much money you have? I don't believe that there are people in this market who are richer than me Yang Dejun!"

Pork and Bao quickly walked out from behind the desk and grabbed Yang Dejun, who wanted to leave.

Yang Dejun stopped, looked sideways at the pork abalone, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Pork Abalone subconsciously let go of Yang Dejun, and said in a panic: "Boss Yang, are you making a bit of a fuss, we pay attention to harmony and wealth in our business, and besides, our two families often cooperate ......"

Pork Bao's daughter-in-law then added: "That's right, Boss Yang, there's no need to affect our relationship for a worker, right?

The daughter of pork abalone was in a hurry, but she didn't dare to speak, and she didn't know what to say.

Yang Dejun sneered, looked at the daughter-in-law of pork abalone and said, "What do we have to do with it? If you don't pick up the goods in my store, I won't do business?"

The words were almost ruthless, regardless of the ugliness on the faces of the pork and abalone, Yang Dejun then said: "If you really want to talk about relationships, you are really not as good as Wang Fuqiang, a wage earner." I offended you, not a bit of. If I don't care about Wang Fuqiang, whether I can do business in the future is a question, who do you think I will choose?"

Yang Dejun is a little exaggerated, but he did it on purpose, these two people are too snobbish, don't scare and scare them, they really think they have a big face!

Sure enough, after hearing this, the pork and abalone couple panicked even more.

Pork Bao's eyes flickered, took the initiative to take out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Dejun, and said cautiously: "Boss Yang, there is something to discuss!"

Helping Yang Dejun light the fire, Pork Bao then asked, "Boss Yang, what is the origin of this Wang Fuqiang?"

Yang Dejun slowly exhaled smoke, squinted at the pork abalone, and did not directly answer his question, "I have already said it clearly enough, and I will decide how to deal with it after I have learned the details with Wang Fuqiang." Of course, you can also stick to your own ideas. ”

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the pork abalone, and directly pushed the door and walked out.

Pork abalone followed Yang Dejun out, but he was nervous in his heart.

"By the way, is the store next to you going to be rented?"

Yang Dejun left, leaving the last sentence, which made Pork Bao's expression change greatly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the store next to him with the door closed.

Next door used to do white pork wholesale, because some time ago I saw the wrong market, when the price was high, I hoarded a batch of pork, and the expected market did not come, but it was cheaper.

After the door was closed, the pork abalone business has improved significantly, which is also the confidence of his daughter-in-law to dare to let Yang Dejun change a worker and pay half a year's salary by herself.

Yang Dejun won't be renting the shop next door, right?

......

Zhang Lei was busy unloading, and when he saw Yang Dejun coming back, he wanted to return the light quantity of work to Yang Dejun. Yang Dejun waved his hand to signal him to continue, walked behind the table and sat down.

Thinking of the faces of the two mouths of pork and abalone, Yang Dejun pursed his lips with disdain, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Uncle, why did you call at this time?"

"Come over when you're done, I've got something to tell you. ”

After a moment of silence on the phone, Yang Rui smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Dejun didn't hear Yang Rui's abnormality, and said directly: "You come over and talk about it." ”

The phone hung up, Yang Rui looked at the phone anxiously, and secretly guessed in his heart, could it be for the white pork? After hesitating for a long time, he finally looked at him horizontally, picked up the car key and got up.

In less than an hour, Yang Rui appeared in the market where Yang Dejun was.

Yang Dejun was obviously stunned when he saw Yang Rui, and blurted out, "You don't have to pick up the goods?"

During this time period, most wholesalers have to guard the store and wait to receive the goods, why did Yang Rui come over now?

Yang Rui took the initiative to hand Yang Dejun a cigarette, and said with a twinkle in his eyes: "I took it during the day." ”

Yang Dejun nodded lightly, stopped abruptly after a hum, and then looked up at Yang Rui sharply, and wondered: "Where did you get the goods?

Hearing Yang Dejun ask, Yang Rui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was secretly pleased that Yang Dejun called that he was not coming over for the sake of white pork. Yang Rui didn't answer Yang Dejun's words, and turned his head to look in the direction of unloading outside.

Yang Dejun looked at Yang Rui with a gloomy face and said, "Don't look for it, Fuqiang didn't come over today." ”

Hearing this, Yang Rui was obviously relieved, so he sat down next to Yang Dejun and said with a smile: "Uncle, I found a cheaper supplier, and I have been using his goods for the past few days." ”

Yang Dejun's eyes changed, how could his nephew do such a thing over and over again. received the goods from Guo Jie before, although Wang Quan didn't say anything, he definitely had an opinion in his heart. Fortunately, Wang Quan is not a person with a small belly and chicken intestines, so he didn't bother with Yang Rui. It's only been so long, why don't you remember it for a long time?

Do you have to do hurtful things for petty profits?

"Don't worry, Wang Quan and his father-in-law haven't called me for the past few days, and I guess I haven't found out about it. Yang Rui looked confident, and after finishing speaking, he asked, "Uncle, what did you call me over?"

Yang Dejun hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, "It's okay." ”

He originally wanted to learn from Yang Rui about the situation of white pork, in case the pork abalone side was stubborn, no matter what kind of punishment the law gave him, Yang Dejun was not ready to spare the pork abalone easily.

Knowing that Yang Rui had made a small move again, his mood suddenly disappeared.

Yang Rui saw Yang Dejun's displeasure, but he didn't think so, and deliberately said something to say: "Isn't Wang Fuqiang quite capable? What's going on today?"

Yang Dejun's mind moved, and after watching Yang Rui hesitate for a moment, he sighed lightly and said about Wang Fuqiang's beating, "If it's you, how can you deal with him?"

Wang Fuqiang was actually beaten?

Yang Rui was surprised and said fiercely: "It's definitely not okay to fight back, you can only suppress him in business, even if you can't suppress it, it will make him uncomfortable......"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped, looked at Yang Dejun in disbelief, and asked uncertainly: "Uncle, you called me over today, should it be for me to go and fight with pork and abalone?"

Yang Dejun smiled faintly, looked at Yang Rui and said, "If you are asked to do it, will you do it?"

Yang Rui stopped talking, hesitated for a moment and then said: "If it's just to rob his customers, it's definitely no problem, but if you open a store next to him, isn't the investment too big?"

Yang Dejun groaned and did not speak again.

The behavior of going from day to end is a taboo in the business field, and it is a coincidence that this behavior has been used on Wang Quan twice in a row. Last time, it was a by-product, and it caught up with a large-scale shortage, so Wang Quan didn't bother with Yang Rui. The current white pork is produced in Wang Quan's own slaughterhouse, and the white strip business is just starting for Wang Quan, otherwise he can't be cheeky to find someone to help sell it, if you play with him now, can he still turn a blind eye?

Wang Quan's own investment in building a slaughterhouse is, in Yang Dejun's view, a manifestation of not being satisfied with the status quo and being aggressive. Jiuding Commerce's business scope can not be limited to pig by-products, if Wang Quan enough to understand the play of white pork, Jiuding Commerce will definitely enter the white pork market, then Yang Rui has the ability to compete with Jiuding Trading's customers?

Yang Rui sat in the store for a while and left, Yang Dejun thought about it and finally decided to call Wang Quan.

......

The next morning, Wang Fuqiang came to the store early, ready to open the market in the morning. Yang Dejun saw that the redness and swelling on Wang Fuqiang's face had turned into bruises, and a trace of anger flashed between his eyebrows.

The customers who can rush over in the morning to buy goods are customers who want a relatively large amount of goods, these customers have been familiar with Wang Fuqiang, since the beginning of the New Year, this wave of customers in the morning is basically Wang Fuqiang is responsible for communication, Zhang Lei is responsible for stocking. Seeing Wang Fuqiang's abnormality, from time to time someone was concerned about Wang Fuqiang's situation, Wang Fuqiang laughed and dealt with the past, this kind of apparent indifference made Yang Dejun even more angry in his heart.

After being busy, I didn't wait for the apology of pork abalone.

Yang Dejun called Wang Fuqiang into the house, and said with a cold face: "You really like the daughter of pork abalone?"

A panic slipped through Wang Fuqiang's eyes, and he turned his head to look away embarrassedly, and after a while, he suddenly turned his head and nodded at Yang Dejun and said, "Hmm." ”

Yang Dejun was stunned for a moment, Wang Fuqiang actually admitted it! He also thought that Wang Fuqiang would dispel his thoughts after yesterday's incident. Wang Fuqiang's answer surprised Yang Dejun, hesitated for a moment, and said in a soothing voice: "What do you like about his daughter?"

Wang Fuqiang stopped talking again.

"You should be able to see that both the pork and abalone are snobs, and they ......"

"When I learn to do business, I won't work part-time. ”

Wang Fuqiang's eyes flashed with light, and this light represented hope.

In Yang Dejun's opinion, Wang Fugui is now able to open a store and do business, otherwise he would not have handed over the morning rush to him to be responsible. With his seriousness and honesty, even if he can't make the business bigger, he can gain the trust of some customers and support his family. The reason why he didn't tell Wang Fugui was to see how long he could last.

Hearing Wang Fuqiang's words, Yang Dejun's heart became even more uncomfortable, Wang Fuqiang's words were too naïve! Being able to do business and being able to do business well are two concepts, even if you open a store and do business now, you are just a young boy who has just started, and people will not look down on you because you don't work.

"What is his daughter's attitude towards you?"

Hearing this question, Wang Fuqiang's eyes showed a hint of joy, "It's good, she didn't drive me away, and she didn't ignore me when I talked to her." ”

Yang Dejun was furious in his head, and his heart was even more indignant. Based on Wang Fuqiang's words alone, Yang Dejun can judge that Wang Fuqiang did not make excessive moves, and men are chasing women, and they are not allowed to say a few words?

Getting beaten up after saying a few words?

Yang Dejun is about to explode!

"They beat you, why don't you fight back?"

Wang Fuqiang's face darkened, and he hesitated: "If I fight back, her parents will annoy me even more." ”

This is the simple idea of an honest man, he would rather be hurt than let the other party hate him! But he doesn't know that the more cautious he is, the more he will be looked down upon by the other party, and even bully him even worse!

"Fuqiang, you have been in Jinling for a long time, do you think that doing business can force customers to buy your things?"

"Surely not. ”

A trace of unbearability flashed in Yang Dejun's eyes, and finally said: "I went to find pork and abalone yesterday, and the two of them have made it clear that no matter what your identity is, they will not be able to accept you, let alone allow you to have sex with their daughter." ”

Hearing this, Wang Fuqiang became flustered, "Why?"

"Because you're poor!"

Yang Dejun gritted his teeth, his eyes became more and more cold, regardless of the gray color on Wang Fuqiang's face, he continued to mend the knife: "This is a realistic society, before you succeed, no one cares how much effort you put in, and no one wants to wait for a poor boy to turn over." ”

"I ......"

Wang Fuqiang wanted to defend himself, but Yang Dejun waved his hand to stop him, "If you want others to look up to you, the best way is to prove it to others immediately." Do you want to prove yourself?"

This is tantamount to a lifesaver for Wang Fuqiang, and he blurted out: "How to prove it?"