In the blink of an eye, Fang Ping came to the stone bridge to the town, and bumped into Wang Lan and her mother who had just returned from shopping in the town, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they wanted to hide, but because there was no place to stop them, and they had already been discovered.

I had to bite the bullet and walked over: "Aunt Ma... Wang Lan..."

"Hmph..."

When Wang Lan's mother saw Fang Ping, she was angry, and when she opened her mouth to scold, she was pulled by Wang Lan, who was holding her hand, and finally snorted heavily in displeasure, treating Fang Ping as air and leaving.

Wang Lan glanced at Fang Ping, then lowered her head and let her mother drag her.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Fang Ping was relieved and let out a long breath.

To be honest, Fang Ping was still extremely jealous of Wang Lan's mother.

It's not that Wang Lan's mother wants to beat people, but her mouth that scolds people and doesn't play anymore.

Especially Wang Lan's mother has never read a book, and she likes to pretend not to understand, take things out of context, be reasonable, or something, it won't work for her at all.

And she's a woman, and you can't hit someone.

Moreover, when Fang Ping and Wang Lan were good, and because of the neighbor relationship, Wang Lan's mother was still very good to Fang Ping, and if there was anything good or delicious, she would think about Fang Ping.

Fang Ping really couldn't help it, he had too much to worry about with such a woman.

Thinking about it, Fang Ping shook his head, put aside his distracting thoughts, walked straight across the stone bridge, and walked a little more to the town.

Shimen Town is not big, just two streets run through the town, an old street, so old that Fang Ping has existed since birth. There are also some old houses on both sides of the street, there are no high-rise buildings, and there are a few small buildings scattered around, which are only two or three floors.

The other street is the provincial highway that was just built in the third year of Fang Ping's high school, and it is passed through this provincial road to go to the county and to the county.

The house that Fang Ping is looking for to open a supermarket is on the edge of this provincial road.

First, when the provincial highway was first built, high-rise buildings were erected on both sides of the provincial highway, and there were storefronts suitable for opening supermarkets. Second, the provincial highway runs through the roadside of the town, and there are several intersections to the countryside.

In other words, people who live in the countryside will pass through the provincial highway to catch up with the town to open a supermarket, and the flow of people is guaranteed.

Fang Ping took a turn on the provincial road street, and according to the memory of later generations, he finally locked the address of the supermarket between the provincial road and the old street, and a small vegetable market was under construction.

I couldn't help but walk over.

"Yo, this isn't a college student from the old Fang family! When did you come back? ”

As soon as Fang Ping walked to the door, it happened that a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, a thick gold necklace around his neck, and a big belly walked out of the door.

Fang Ping knew this person, it was none other than Liao Wenqiang, a loan shark in the village.

This person's evaluation in the village can be said to be mixed.

The reason why he is so evaluated is because he put loan sharks in the town and raised more than a dozen second-rate children. As long as you ask him to borrow money, no matter how much you borrow, he dares to borrow.

But when he can't afford to borrow it, he will violently collect the debt, take people directly to the borrower's house, move things to settle the debt, and let his second-rate subordinates chase after him for money.

The borrowers who are often forced to be miserable and cause a lot of contradictions.

At the same time, he is very righteous to the people in the village, and if anyone encounters some trouble, he is willing to come forward to help solve it.

Full of Jianghu flavor.

It is precisely because of this that the people in the village or town are afraid and respectful of him.

Speaking of which, more than 60,000 of the 100,000 in Fang Ping's stock speculation were all borrowed from him.

Thinking about it, Fang Ping nodded and said, "I just arrived yesterday, are you going out?" ”

"After playing mahjong all night, I'm tired to death, and I'm ready to go back to make up for sleep!"

Liao Wenqiang moved his neck, causing the gold necklace hanging around his neck to dangle, and said, "What are you doing in the mahjong parlor?" Want to go in and play two too? ”

"Ahem, no, I just want to find the owner of this façade and talk about some business!" Fang Ping coughed dryly.

"What business are you talking to me about? Are you going to borrow money again? ”

Liao Wenqiang looked at Xia Ping suspiciously, and said: "Fang Ping, it's not easy for your parents to make some money, don't mess around outside." ”

"Of course, if you really want to borrow, I will lend it to you, and I will lend you as much as I want."

"No, I don't borrow money... No, this façade, it's yours? Fang Ping waved his hand before he reacted and said suspiciously.

Liao Wenqiang was even more puzzled: "My mahjong parlor has been open for more than half a year, don't you know?" ”

"I don't know!"

Fang Ping shook his head with a wry smile.

He really didn't know that this mahjong parlor was opened by Liao Wenqiang.

After breaking up with Wang Lan in the first semester of his freshman year, he either rarely went home, or he came and went home in a hurry, where can he care who opened this mahjong parlor.

And in this life, let alone borrowing money, it will be invested in the stock market, and its mind will be on the stock, let alone pay attention to these things.

Liao Wenqiang was dumbfounded and shook his head: "Then you don't ask me to borrow money, what kind of business do you talk to me about?" And you're a student in school, what business do you have to talk to me about? ”

"Ahem, Uncle Liao, is there a quiet place, let's talk!" Fang Ping looked left and right, people came and went, and he coughed dryly.

Liao Wenqiang wanted to say that he was going back to sleep in a hurry, but he saw Fang Ping sneaking and being very cautious, and Fang Ping was a college student at a key university, so he had to give some face.

I can't say that there will be a day when I will ask someone in the future, with the idea of casting a wide net and catching more fish, I nodded: "Okay!" You come with me! ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked into the mahjong hall with Fang Ping, passed through the mahjong tables, and came to a small office in the mahjong hall.

Liao Wenqiang walked straight into the inferior sofa in the office and sat down, and casually pointed to the water dispenser near the door: "If you want to drink water, come by yourself!" ”

"I'm not thirsty!" Fang Ping casually closed the door and found a stool to sit down.

Liao Wenqiang habitually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it, took a puff and spit it out: "Say it!" What kind of business do you want me to talk about? ”

"Uncle Liao, do you sell this façade outside?" Fang Ping said with a smile.

"Ahem..."

Liao Wenqiang just took a puff of cigarette, and when he heard Fang Ping's words, he was choked by the smoke all of a sudden, and after coughing again and again, he couldn't help but laugh: "You want to buy my storefront, can you afford it?" ”

As a member of Fang Ping's village, he knows the situation of Fang Ping's family very well.

There are two old people on the top, and there are two dolls who are still studying, all relying on Fang Ping's father and mother to farm and raise pigs, or to repair the house every once in a while to help out or something to make money.

Usually live a stable life, you can still have a little surplus, and if something happens, you have to borrow money to get by.

said that he would buy a façade with money, and he didn't believe that the Fang family could come up with the money to buy a façade.

"Of course you can afford it!"

Fang Ping smiled and said, "This kind of thing, how could I come to joke with Uncle Liao?" ”

Liao Wenqiang raised his eyebrows, glanced at Fang Ping deeply, and then said: "Buy the façade, do you buy it, or do your father buy it?" ”

"I'll buy it!" Fang Ping said seriously.

"You... Forget it, you go while playing. I want to buy a façade and ask your dad to talk to me! ”

Liao Wenqiang lost interest in an instant and waved his hand.

Just kidding, you buy it at home, maybe it's still possible.

You, forget it!

You, a student who has just entered college, are still spending the family's money, so what money do you have to buy a façade?

Fang Ping touched his nose speechlessly, knowing that in front of these acquaintances, he would always be a junior, and he was not angry, but said seriously: "Uncle Liao, I don't know about buying a façade at home." Don't tell my parents, wait until my business is up, and then tell them! ”

"Yo, college students are different, they are so young, they all want to do business, so what kind of business are you going to buy a storefront?" Liao Wenqiang said a little jokingly.

Fang Ping waved his hand: "I can't tell you this, you sell me the façade first!" ”

"Okay! If you take 150,000 yuan, this façade will sell you! ”

Liao Wenqiang casually quoted a high price, anyway, Fang Ping couldn't afford it, the price was the same for high and low.

Fang Ping frowned, feeling that the price was a little expensive.

Although the façade is relatively large, with more than 300 square meters, there are no factories and mines in such a remote place as the town, and the price cannot go up at all, at most it is worth 100,000 yuan.

But Fang Ping considered that there are very few places in the town that are suitable for opening a supermarket, and when the supermarket opens in the future, it will inevitably need the help of a local snake like Liao Wenqiang.

After thinking about it, it was only 50,000 more, so he nodded: "Okay, 150,000 is 150,000, Uncle Liao, you get the formalities ready, let's go through the formalities now!" ”

"You... Are you coming really? ”