"What's going on?" The police car stopped outside the door of the Shuxin hair salon, and Liang Yiping jumped out of the car with his men.

"Director Liang, the braised duck smashed my shop, and I came to him to ask for an explanation." Wang Chao had an honest face, took out the red rose king from his pocket and stepped forward to hand over the cigarette.

Liang Yiping glanced at the crowd, there were no weapons and knives, all of them were barehanded. Seeing that this battle was just a civil dispute, it was not a fight, so he took the cigarette handed by Wang Chao when he had the bottom in his heart, and Wang Chao hurriedly took out a lighter and lit it for him.

"Braised duck, come out and make it clear, I'll work on the spot." Liang Yiping shouted into the room.

"Okay. I'll come out. Hearing Liang Yiping's voice, the duck quickly confirmed it through the crack in the door, and opened the door with a "creak".

"Hey, hey, brothers, it's been a great job. Hello Director Liang. The braised duck was afraid of being beaten, so it stuck directly to Liang Yiping's side.

"What's going on, if you can't say clearly, follow me to the police station and talk slowly." Liang Yiping wants to settle this dispute as soon as possible, and he does not want the situation to deteriorate further.

"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." The braised duck touched the poke and tugging feathers on his head, and nodded with a smile on his face.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's see what to do." Liang Yiping took the opportunity to say.

"Losing money, losing money is." The braised duck inevitably estimated the loss of the Sichuan restaurant, and he thought that one thousand two or eight hundred would be enough.

"Okay, since the braised duck is so happy, I will no longer pursue the mental loss caused by smashing the store. Then the accounts are clear, the money for the decoration of the Sichuan restaurant and the money for the damaged tables and chairs are all compensated for you, in addition, my brothers have traveled a long distance, the money of the hotel and the fuel money for the high-speed fee, you have to give, my store can entertain the 100th people to eat and drink, this is not for you to smash? So you get the money for this meal. Wang Chao Zhenzhen has words, sentences and chapters, no excessive requirements, no strong words hijacking, it sounds comfortable and looks atmospheric. Even Liang Yiping, the head of the police station, couldn't find any loopholes.

The boiled duck was sweating on his head, his heart was dripping blood, his blood was coagulating, and he didn't expect that his high spirits would lose tens of thousands of expenses in vain. Under the threatening eyes of Wang Meng, the braised duck succumbed, and the money could be made again, but if any part of the body was broken, it was not a problem to repair, and there might be no place to change it. Admit it, the braised duck muttered silently in his heart, this is not a simple number, it is possible that a month's income will not be enough to make up for the loss tonight.

Deficit is inevitable, bleeding is a must. Without money, he will definitely not be able to settle this matter, he only prays that he can produce less blood, and if he can save one, it will be one.

"Okay, in that case, we'll also withdraw, you negotiate well, don't get me any planes, or I'll disappear from the white soil forever." Liang Yiping is not scaring anyone, his prestige is not sitting in the office, and no one dares not to give him face in black and white.

"Okay, Director Liang. We will remember your words, thank you. "The braised duck is like a wagging tail begging husky.

"Director Liang, walk slowly. Bring my brothers over another day, I'll treat you. Wang Chao gave a look, and everyone got out of the way.

"Director Liang walks slowly." The sound of Qi brushing resounded, and the neatness made the marinated duck feel shocked, where is this rabble, it is simply a team that has been cooperating tacitly.

As the police car gradually drove out of their sight, Wang Chao shouted at the braised duck, "It's time for you to keep your promise." ”

"Okay, I'll go get the battery card."

"What battery life card?" Wang Chao didn't understand.

"Oh, bank card, bank card!" The braised duck changed his mouth and explained.

"Alright, we'll wait for you." Wang Meng's hand was stuck in his trouser pocket, and there was a small homemade musket in it. Not only he has it, but the brothers outside here.

The braised duck rode a red Zongshen with a bank card and followed the roaring convoy towards Zhaoqing.

Thirty-three thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight, the braised duck paid this fee, and he could finally go back with confidence, 10,000 words of regret could not describe his bleeding mood at this time, regret not at the beginning, how could he help others?

A battle without gunpowder ends like this, a full stop does not mean the end of the world, he wants to start over, he wants to be strong! The braised duck is ambitious, but it is only a dream hero. There are not as many people as others, not even the powder gun that the other party inadvertently took out of his trouser pocket. Civilians who can't be provoked, Sichuan restaurants that can't be provoked!

The next day, Li Yuxin found that the Sichuan restaurant was being renovated, and the smiling demeanor of the proprietress seemed to tell Li Yuxin that the matter was over.

"Boss, when is it open?"

"Yes, anytime." The proprietress seems to be very optimistic about this little brother.

"It will take at least three days before it opens to the public." Wang Chao said to him with a smile.

"Three days later, our technical department came to cheer up." Li Yuxin's free and easy handsomeness made the two of them feel comfortable.

"Okay, I'll be waiting at the door myself." The proprietress smiled.

"The food is still yesterday's food, the wine is still yesterday's wine, and the people are yesterday's people. It's business as usual. Li Yuxin arranged the dishes and seats by the way.

"It's business as usual!" Wang Chao said with his wife.

"I'm going to get a haircut." After Li Yuxin finished speaking, he went to a nearby barber shop.

It's still that Chongqing girl, and it's still that beautiful face.

"Fellow, get a haircut." The barber girl greeted Li Yuxin.

"It's hot, cut it shorter." Li Yuxin saw that there was no one around, so he casually found a place to sit down.

"Are you really willing to cut it short?" The barber girl stroked the long hair on his head and didn't dare to start.

"If there's anything you can't bear, cut it." Li Yuxin closed his eyes and began to enjoy the pleasure that the haircut brought him. In the single player, the familiar song "Short Hair" was played very appropriately, Li Yuxin couldn't help humming in his nose with the music in his heart, "I have cut my hair short, cut off my care, cut off the bifurcation that is not loved, long and short, short and long, inch by inch struggling"! What am I struggling with? Is it Ou Tingting? Why did all the messages sent out go to naught?

Li Yuxin didn't understand this kind of entanglement after the breakup, a kind of unstoppable painful moment to disturb his heart, longing is a disease, a kind of incurable love hidden.

After cutting off the three thousand troubled threads, Li Yuxin thought of rebirth, he wanted to become a phoenix bathed in fire, flying in the raging flames. A death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you can't recognize yourself until you die, Li Yuxin thought about this question over and over again, did I recognize myself? Am I really the god of these people's mouths? Li Yuxin denied this answer, he is not a god, at most he is just a god.