On this afternoon, at the gate of "Times Middle School", an aristocratic boys' school in Jiangnan City, a small stall was surrounded by water.

"Bring me one, no, I want two. Yes, I want it in 36D, and that's the size for my girlfriend. "There's a fat guy rushing for a bra.

"I want those little lace shorts, yes, black ones, my girlfriend loves them. How much? Three hundred. It's not expensive, it's not expensive, and the imported goods outside cost 500 yuan. Another thinner man also bought three pieces in one go, as if he was buying a stall.

The onlookers were dumbfounded. With such expensive underwear and underwear, why are there such bold buyers? They looked at the little boy who was setting up a stall to sell clothes, his eyebrows were clear, but he was a little shabby. However, this guy always squints, smiles, and has a red face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like Brother Chun.

"I mean, your underwear is too expensive, isn't it?" A boy with long hair couldn't help but ask, "Two or three hundred yuan a piece, as expensive as a world famous brand, are you underwear or sportswear?" ”

"Brother, isn't this underwear just for sports?" The little boy who was selling underwear smiled, "Your girlfriend wears this dress on her body and shakes it in front of you like this, don't you really want to do that exercise with her?" ”

When he said this, the onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

These boys are all students of this "Times Middle School". This school is a boys' school, and the students are all men, who not only have to receive cultural education here, but also receive martial arts training here, which can be described as "all-round talents in civil and military affairs". Because there are no girls in the school, these boys who are in the process of puberty are somewhat depressed. The closed study and life temporarily suppressed their latent desires, but they could explode at any time.

"But I don't have a girlfriend?" The long-haired boy said.

"You'll always have it in the future." The boy who was peddling underwear, that is, Murong Hong, said, "This brother, let me ask you, if you have a girlfriend in the future, what gift do you plan to give her?" ”

The boy scratched his head, "Cakes, or chocolates, or flowers, of course." ”

"Hehe, cake, chocolate, that's gone when you're done. Flowers, when held in the hand, are fresh, but they can wither after a few days. None of these things last long. Murong Hong crossed his hands in front of his chest and shook his head, "What girl would be rare for such a cliché gift?" ”

"yes." The boy nodded.

"I know you're all rich and noble kids." Murong Hong raised his hand and pointed to the plaque at the school gate, "You can give them some expensive gifts, such as famous cars, mansions, and even yachts, it's not difficult for you." However, when your girlfriends receive these gifts, will they believe that you have earned them by your own skills? ”

"Huh?" At this time, those noble children all asked.

Don't look at them all dressed brightly and generously, but what they are most afraid of is that others talk behind their backs, saying that they only rely on a rich father or mother to have these things.

What a person is most afraid of is not that he has no money, but that the money on his own body is not obtained by his own ability.

Incompetence is worse than no money.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you don't need to spend tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands to please a girl. In fact, what girls like most is not how much money you spend on her, but how much you care about her. Think about how happy they would be if you could give them a dress that fits on their birthday. Murong Hong saw that his words had an effect, and continued, "A piece of underwear is very expensive, but it is only a few hundred yuan. This money, not to mention you rich second generation, even an ordinary wage earner like me can afford it. If you think it's expensive, it just means that you're not as attentive as me, right? It's not a question of money, it's a matter of heart, you know? ”

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately exploded among the students.

"I'll buy it." A tall boy pulled out a stack of bills from his wallet, "I'm not buying it for my girlfriend, I'm buying it for my sister." My sister kept saying that my parents only favored their sons and not their daughters, that I didn't care about her, that she was going to have a birthday, so I would buy it back and give it to her. ”

"Wow, what a good brother." Murong Hong pretended to be surprised.

"That's okay, huh?" The fat man who bought two 36D bras just now stuck out his tongue, "Give underwear to your sister?" Aren't you afraid that she will misunderstand? ”

"What does it matter?" The tall boy said, "It's just a piece of clothing." ”

"Then I'll buy one for my mother." Another boy also spoke, "It's Mother's Day in a few days, I'll buy one for my mom's birthday." ”

"Won't it?" The fat man glanced at Murong Hong and glanced at him.

Murong Hong just smiled and didn't speak, this is what he wanted.

This time, there are more people buying clothes.

Although most of these boys don't have girlfriends yet, there are always mothers, sisters and sisters at home. Everyone has love and filial piety, so we can't be bad?

So, no matter what the reason, these boys scrambled to buy it. In less than a moment, the boxes of clothes were almost sold out.

Murong Hong's heart couldn't be happier. Obediently, the master's plan finally succeeded.

It is said that women's business is the best, but don't forget, the money for women to buy clothes is all paid by our old men.

In less than half an hour, the clothes brought by Murong Hong were almost sold out. But at this time, his trouble also came.

I saw a few people coming out of the school. At the front of him was a burly middle-aged man wearing a sports vest, followed by several men who looked like security guards.

"Hey, who told you to come here to set up a stall?" A short, sturdy security guard with a meaty face shouted viciously, "No stalls are allowed at the school gate, don't you know?" ”

The students who were still shopping for clothes were stunned and avoided in fright.

This meaty-faced security guard is none other than the school's security captain, Hu Asan, nicknamed "Tiger". This Hu Asan is a ruthless character, he doesn't care which family's son you are, which family's young master, if anyone commits it in his hands, he will definitely make you lose a layer of skin.

However, the students are afraid of the guy, but Murong Hong is not afraid of this guy.

"Do you have a sign here?" Murong Hong looked around, "I didn't see that it was written at the door, you can't set up a stall here?" ”

"What? You stinky boy, do you still need a notice? Hu Asan was on fire, rolled up his sleeves, approached, and puffed up his chest, "This is our school's territory, if you dare to set up a stall here to occupy the road, I can drive you away!" ”

"Brother Hong, let's go quickly, don't get into trouble." The fat man who bought the first two bras just now leaned on Murong Hong's ear and whispered.

"Qian Dana, don't be afraid of him, there is me." Murong Hong was calm.

It turned out that this fat man was not a student at school, but the Qian Dana that Murong Hong met when he was queuing up in the Qiangsheng Group. This gentleman was later really admitted as a security guard by the Qiangsheng Group, which was indeed unexpected by Murong Hong.

After seeing Qian Dana again in the Qiangsheng Building, Murong Hong invited him here and became one of his "trusts". And the other thin man who shouted to buy lace shorts and accept these pants that were not expensive at all was actually a security guard of the Qiangsheng Group, called a lot. With the help of Qian Dana and Duoduo, Murong Hong finally succeeded in selling all these clothes.

It's not a shame to find a "trust", Murong Hong thinks so. I'm not asking you students to buy it, nor do I deliberately lie to you, it's you who ultimately decide whether to buy it or not. It's the same as trading stocks, whether you buy or sell, there must always be a reason, as long as you can find this reason, you can sell women's underwear to male students, and even sell hair combs to monks.

However, now, he and his two "trusts" are facing a big trouble.

"Let's go, and we'll take it when we see it." Many of the security guards Hu Laosan, who saw the menacing security, were also a little nervous.

Murong Hong was silent, just staring at the third Hu Laosan.

Hu Laosan saw that the other party didn't speak, and he didn't collect the stall, but he was very angry.

"Boy, are you going to go or not? If you don't leave, I'll smash your mess! He threatened.

"Smash the stall?" Murong Hong shrugged his shoulders, "It's true that I set up a stall at the gate of your school, but I didn't block your door." This is a public road, not your school's private territory, and you are not a chengguan, so why should I go? ”

"What? You stinky boy, dare to talk back to me? Hu Laosan was on fire, "Brothers, give it to me, smash this mess for me!" ”

As he spoke, the security guards rushed forward and were about to smash the stall.

Murong Hong let out a loud shout, and punched the two security guards who rushed to the front. I only heard a bang, and the two security guards were beaten away.

Hu Laosan was annoyed, picked up the plastic stick on his waist, and smashed it according to Murong Hong's head.

Murong Hong lowered his head and dodged the other party's attack. Immediately, he raised his right foot and hit Hu Laosan's small stomach hard with his knee, causing the guy to fall to the ground in pain.

Only between three punches and two kicks, Murong Hong was as fast as lightning, ending this one-to-many battle.

"Hmph, if you can't talk about me, you're going to be rough?" Murong Hong crossed his arms and looked down at Hu Laosan who fell to the ground and snorted, "I was kind enough to reason with you, but you toasted and didn't eat and drink." Hey, now some people, when they become other people's lackeys, think of themselves as big-tailed wolves. What a pity! ”

"What do you say? Who's the dog? Hu Laosan struggled to get up.

"I said you're a dog, you're a dog!" Murong Hong was unceremonious and gave this guy another punch.

With a bang, Hu Laosan, who had just gotten up, squatted down in pain again, and this time, he couldn't get up again.

"Hey, I'm just borrowing your school's treasure land to do some small business, and I don't want to have a big fight with you here. Some people, however, like violence. There's no way, if I don't defend myself, it seems that I Murong Hong doesn't have that ability. Murong Hong clapped his hands, "Brothers, let's go, close the stall, let's change schools tomorrow and continue to set up stalls." ”

"Wait, you hit someone, can you just say go?" Suddenly, a thunderous voice rang out.

Murong Hong turned his head, but saw the burly man in a sports vest who had not spoken, with his arms crossed and his eyes blazing.

In the sunlight, the shadow behind the man was dragged long.

He stood there, motionless, but there seemed to be an invisible aura around him, forcing towards Murong Hong??????