In the past few years in the north, he has been thinking about coming back all the time.

But when he returned, he found that he was also thinking about his brothers in the north who lived and died all the time.

Man, it's really a contradiction.

He took a deep puff of his cigarette, then snuffed it out, flicked the end of the cigarette into the trash can next to him, and turned around to buy another box of cigarettes.

However.

Just as he turned around, he suddenly heard an exaggerated scream from behind him: "Are you sick, don't you have long eyes?" How littered cigarette butts, ruined my skirt! ”

Su Changfeng turned his head and saw a pair of young men and women, glaring angrily at him.

It was the young woman who spoke.

This woman is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and she looks a little bit beautiful, but she is obviously an Internet celebrity face with plastic surgery, and she has no temperament, and compared with Song Qingge and Tang Jiani, she is more than one grade worse.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The woman glared at Su Changfeng, then hugged the arm of the young man next to her, and said coquettishly: "My dear, he broke someone's skirt and stared at them, don't you care?" ”

The young man looked distressed and said, "Baby, don't worry, how can my husband not care." ”

After speaking, he looked at Su Changfeng with a cold face.

"What about you, are you blind?"

Su Changfeng glanced at him lightly: "What did I do?" ”

The young man sneered, "What are you doing?" You broke my girlfriend's skirt! ”

Su Changfeng glanced at the woman's skirt.

On the front of the skirt, there is a black dot that looks like it is glued with soot. Presumably when she was playing the cigarette butt just now, she happened to come over.

However, her skirt was only stained with soot and was not burned.

Su Changfeng thought about it, took out five hundred yuan, and handed it over.

"Sorry, if you stain your girlfriend's skirt, let's take it as a dry cleaning fee."

In fact, if you go to dry cleaning, where do you need 500 yuan, not even 50. You can even just wipe it off with clean water.

The young man glanced at Su Changfeng twice, took five hundred yuan, and then suddenly threw the money on Su Changfeng's face.

"What kind of brains are you kidding?"

"Lao Tzu lacks your five hundred yuan?"

"Do you know how much my girlfriend's dress cost?"

His girlfriend hugged his arm and said coquettishly: "My dear, people like him who have never seen the world certainly don't know how expensive my Chanel dress is." ”

She looked at Su Changfeng with a proud face: "Tell you, my husband bought this skirt for 80,000 yuan." Coupled with the mental damage fee of 20,000, if you don't take 100,000 out today, don't think about leaving here. ”

Su Changfeng looked at the two of them and smiled.

"Paying you 100,000?"

"Are you dreaming?"

Brush!

The faces of the two of them instantly turned angry.

"It's ugly, isn't it? Okay, I'll make you regret it right away. ”

"I'm telling you, this restaurant is opened by my buddy's house, who dares not to give me face here!"

After speaking, he shouted at the restaurant: "Manager Zhang, come out!" ”