Kill the rich and help the poor

Many of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys are still in school, and Peng Cheng's brothers are also in school, in the school of a low house on the big col of their family, but Peng Cheng is not there. He has been taken to work in the county by his father's friend, and together with his brother Zhang Chao, he works with a very large boss, at the door of a KTV, Zhang Chao is a security guard, but this kind of security guard is not unusual, they carry electric batons, and they are also ordered to carry knives.

Peng Cheng, who is two years younger, cuts fruit in the back kitchen of this song hall, he is too thin, with fine white skin, like a girl, and he is shorter than his peers, with long arms and legs, and he looks like he is not yet an adult, and the big boss said that it is not possible to be a security guard.

Peng Cheng was in charge of the work of cutting fruits alone, except for him, he cut all the fruits alone, and then arranged the fruits into beautiful shapes, or placed them in boat-shaped containers, waiting to be carried in front of the big bosses who came to sing, and supported the scene that the singing of the group of people could not support.

Most of them were three young men, one of them was responsible for opening the door, and the other two carried the big boat into a box in the black hole, and in the room, there were usually girls. It's basically like Taoyuan Jieyi, Peng Cheng speculated, he only saw it from the window on the door, the three young guys lined up, kneeling on one knee in front of the coffee table in the box, and a fruit boat of that size was raised overhead.

Peng Chengding envied these boat carriers, don't look at them as waiters, but they are dressed decently, the white shirt is stylish and straight, and the trouser line on the black trousers is still straight. At that time, for Peng Cheng, the waiter's suit shirt was probably the most standard professional attire he had ever seen, better than wearing a dark blue apron and not knowing how much, so rustic.

The three of them will recite a large number of auspicious words in unison, and those words are all pre-arranged words, just like the habitual words in cross talk, but they don't need to be said so clearly. Peng Cheng saw them contact in the back, each holding a crumpled piece of paper and muttering. They kept talking and talking, until the bosses were overjoyed and full of ambition, and took out a few hundred-dollar bills from their pockets until they were rewarded.

Everyone in the KTV will share this money, even some who don't come to work will also get it, except for Peng Cheng, who cuts fruits. His salary is a fixed amount, and without these extra windfalls, the only thing that belongs to him is the fruits, which he can eat if he wants to eat them, and when he finishes eating, he says that it has been a long time and is rotten.

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The north and south of China have raised different people, southerners, hard-working, hard-working, able to endure hardships, and work hard all year round, so southerners gamble less. Perhaps the weather is cold, and the fields that want to endure hardships in this winter are all out of harvest, and the conditions do not allow it, so they have created a rhythm of life in winter leisure, and they can gamble on everything they have to do. It sounds like it's true, but is it really a real thing? What about the city of Macau? How embarrassing is that!

When they have nothing to do, the boys will block up with each other, men! Most of them are keen on this. These little boys will find a private room where no one sings, sing themselves, and start playing poker, how to play, stud, smashing golden flowers, pai gow, the name is different, anyway, there are only a few ways to play, just the poker left in any private room, you can play it.

Peng Cheng likes this part of every night the most, he has a good brain, fifty-four buddies are all good with him, and playing poker is his strength. Not only that, this kid can look at people, he can look at his eyes, as the saying goes, it doesn't matter what he does, except for the problems in his mouth, he thinks that he can do anything, there are no flaws, especially gambling. So every night, he was like a landlord collecting rent, leaving all the money from a group of tenants for a day's work, and happily putting it in his pocket.

After being with Beibei, listening to her talk about the concept of capital operation, Peng Cheng suddenly understood that gambling is not also a kind of capital operation, and isn't stock also a kind of gambling to put it bluntly? Gambling on others to buy the same company's shares as himself.

Every day, Peng Cheng became very rich, and after winning money, he returned Zhang Chao points from time to time. That's not a point, that's a lot of points, Zhang Chao was driven by his virtuous brother to like to gamble, he always wondered why Peng Cheng could always win money, while others were losing.

With so much money and easy to earn, Peng Cheng began to stop looking at the things he usually liked, his consumption level was getting higher and higher, smoking from five yuan to seven yuan, from seven yuan to thirteen, then to twenty-three, and then to more.

As the saying goes, how much money to make, how much money to spend, to earn a hundred and a hundred yuan of rice, to earn a piece of steamed bread with five cents, money is easy to come, naturally it is easy to spend, Xiao Peng Cheng's unrestrained spending will always spend the money, so he soon felt overstretched, but the faster young man saw another new way to make money.

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Next to the song hall, there is a small restaurant. The owner of the restaurant is an eldest sister in her thirties, and she treats Peng Cheng very well. The eldest sister has a son, very cute, beautiful and cute, the little mouth can speak, like, just like that Ma Jiahang, Peng Cheng likes him very much. At that time, he was still young, and he could play with this little cub, and their favorite snacks were basically the same, and he was just a child. But Peng Chengren has high ambitions, and he dreams that one day, he can marry a daughter-in-law, so that his daughter-in-law can also give birth to such a beautiful and lovely son for himself.

Next to the restaurant is the building of the county public security bureau. It was a one-line building, on the busiest street in the county, next to the largest department store in the county. Peng Cheng took the little cub to run back and forth across the public security bureau all day long, but he didn't pay much attention to the building, a building about the same size as the song hall, but it had a compound.

The building is three stories high, with a 1,000-square-meter compound behind it, and a courtyard for the boss, which is overgrown with artemisia grass. Where the artemisia grass is not full, all the cars are parked. In the early years, there were still few cars on the road at that time, and the daughter of the family found a person with a car, which became a boost, and here, most of the private cars of the police officers in the police station were parked. I don't need to go out when I go to work, I only have to go to work and pick up my children before I drive out of the car, and I'm a water of wow new wow new.

The windows of each room in the three-story building are equipped with anti-theft iron bars, and the iron bars with the thickness of the 12th steel bar are strong, wrapping the whole building as tightly as a prison. Peng Cheng stood across the street, and through the window, he could see the facilities in every room in the building, televisions, computers, beds, money, gifts, and sometimes beautiful girls. Most of the money was in the safe, and only occasionally it was taken out and put away, and the gifts piled up in the room were piled up in every office, and sometimes the old guys would give them to the girls.

Peng Cheng stared at this place for a long time, and finally one day he planned to act. In his young heart at that time, he didn't have the concept of what was wrong, and he didn't know any new words to kill the rich and help the poor, he only knew that what he was going to do was a bad thing, so he didn't say anything, Zhang Chao didn't say anything, quietly, and started to act alone.