Chapter Seventy-Six: Exhaustion
How could Du Chenyu appear here, I was surprised, and looked at him with a puzzled face.
Brother Scumbag stood up and was about to start selling the goods, I grabbed Brother Scumbag with my hand and asked him to sit down.
"Why are you here?"
My tone was cold, with deep doubts.
"Uh, I'm a free man, do I need your approval to buy things in this market?"
He dusted off his shirt and looked at me with disdain.
"Who is this?"
Brother Scum asked me puzzled.
"That old witch's doglegs."
I gritted my teeth.
After hearing this, Du Chenyu threw the green short sleeves in his hand on the paving, looked at me contemptuously and said, "Please pay attention to the wording, Madame has treated you very well, don't be ignorant of current affairs." ”
His tone was cold, without a hint of warmth.
"What are you doing here?"
I stood up, my eyes fixed on him.
"What to do? Hahahaha, Madame's money is not so easy to spend, see if you are lazy and do your right thing. ”
"Are you here to spy on me?"
"Yo, don't say it so ugly, Madam only gives you two years, during this period, no matter what you do, I can't control it, but please remember, if after two years, you are still as virtuous as you are now, then die of heart for Xue Xinyan as soon as possible, because you are not worthy of her at all."
There was a hint of pride on his grim cheeks, as if he had seen through my misery two years later.
"You go back and tell her that I have my plans, and ask her to respect me, and please leave, before I start beating you."
My face was gloomy and my teeth were chattering.
He sneered and added, "Oh, by the way, I heard that you are very close to a girl." ”
After that, he turned around and left.
After I listened, I instantly thought of Zhang Xueyao, I rushed out of the stall and grabbed Du Chenyu's collar.
"If you dare to touch a single hair of her, I'll make your death ugly."
Brother Scumbag also stood up and looked at me inexplicably.
"Oh, I can't guarantee this, who makes you like to attract bees and butterflies so much, it's not enough to have one Xue Xinyan, do you still want to step on two boats? Hahahaha. ”
My heart rate skyrocketed, and anger overwhelmed my sanity.
"She's my friend, don't touch her, what's going on for me."
My sharp cold eyes shot towards Du Chenyu like ice blades.
"In such a harmonious society, why bother to make a big fuss."
He gently pushed me away with his hand, and the gentle gesture annoyed me even more.
"As long as you do your duty and don't do anything against Xinyan and Mrs., I guarantee that she will be fine."
He straightened up the collar that I had scratched up, and his face was light and calm.
"You guys are so despicable and shameless, you don't have any humanity at all, you are simply inferior to pigs and dogs."
Brother Scumbag walked over, looked at Du Chenyu, and scolded without fear.
"Special means in special times, this society is like this, there must be gains and losses, and you can never have both."
The head of his explanation is Tao, and the degree of brazenness is unimaginable.
"What bullshit, don't hurry up and get out, beware of Lao Tzu breaking your legs."
Brother Scumbag raised his voice, attracting onlookers from passers-by.
Seeing this, Du Chenyu felt that it would be detrimental to him to spend it here, so he tied the opening in front of his suit and said sadly: "Wang Tao, you can do it yourself, remember what I told you today, if you are a man, make some achievements to show your wife." ”
After saying that, he smiled weirdly and turned to leave.
"Damn, I don't know what to do."
Brother Scum sat down, still cursing in his mouth.
I had a messy time all morning, during which Xue Xinyan made a phone call and probably said something commonplace.
But at this time, I am most worried about Zhang Xueyao, Du Chenyu is insidious and cunning, in order to achieve the goal, he will do anything.
I took out my mobile phone, found Zhang Xueyao's mobile phone number, and dialed it directly.
"Hey, Wang Tao."
Zhang Xueyao's crisp and pleasant voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Uh, Xue Yao, has anyone been following you these days?"
I asked anxiously.
"What? Track me? ”
Zhang Xueyao asked me with a big question.
"Yes, is there any?"
"I didn't pay attention, I'm saying, why did you suddenly ask me this, what's wrong?"
Zhang Xueyao continued to ask.
"Uh, it's nothing, you've been commuting to work lately and pay more attention to safety, remember to call me if anything."
"Oh, got it."
After hanging up the phone, I glanced at the time, eleven twenty, looked up and looked around, and found that there were very few people in the whole market, and a few buyers stood in front of the shops and bargained.
Brother Scumbag looked at me and said, "There is almost no one at this time, everyone has gone to eat." ”
"And what do you eat at noon every day?"
I stuffed my phone in my pocket and looked at the owner of the stall next door, who took out an aluminum lunch box with half a box of rice and a vegetarian dish, picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks, and ate it in a big gulp.
"Sometimes I bring my own food, and sometimes I get up late and don't have time to do it, so I order a takeout to eat, or go to a lunch stall to buy food."
Brother Scumbag lowered his head and nodded on his phone, browsing the takeaway menus of various fast food restaurants.
"Damn, I'm tired of eating these things, and I won't change my tricks, you look at the stalls, I'll go over there and buy something to eat."
After saying that, he stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and left with a fan.
After Brother Scumbag left, an old man came, he was wearing a big white vest, black loose shorts, pulling a pair of slippers, and walked over with his hands behind his back.
Standing in front of the stall, he took a fancy to a white short-sleeved shirt, which was printed with a cartoon pattern, which was not suitable for the elderly man.
He looked at me and said, "How do you sell this?" ”
"This, uh, forty."
I didn't know how much it was, so I just got a price.
When the old man heard this, he frowned and asked me again, "Is there a trumpet?" ”
I rummaged through the paving and found a small sleeve of the same size, handed it to him, and said, "This is the smallest one." ”
He took it and rubbed the fabric with his hands.
"Can it be cheaper?"
He placed his shirt in front of him and measured it up and down.
I don't know how much the scumbag brother has for this short-sleeved shirt, the forty yuan just now was also my own blind guess, if the price is reduced, the scumbag brother will definitely be angry when he comes back.
"Well, forty dollars is the lowest price, it can't be cheap."
The old man put the large short-sleeved shirt in front of him and measured it.
"Okay, I'll have both."
He finished paying, put the two shirts in his pocket, and was about to turn away.
"Actually, in fact, these two clothes are not suitable for you, uncle."
I spoke to him what I thought.
The old man stopped, turned to look at me and said, "I know it's not for me, this is for my grandson, and we'll have one for each of us." ”
"Oh, I see."
After the uncle left, the scumbag brother came back with a white plastic bag.
"Quick, eat while it's hot."
He took out the disposable lunch box inside the plastic bag.
Two boxes of rice, a box of potato chips and fried green peppers, Brother Slag handed me a pair of chopsticks, picked up the lunch box, and took a big bite of rice.
"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to bring my own food, which will save a lot of money."
He took a bite of food and threw it in his mouth, looked at me and said.
"Brother scumbag, I just sold two short-sleeved ones, the white one with a cartoon pattern."
"Well, how much does it cost?"
Brother scumbag, smacked.
"One forty, two eighty."
I picked up the mineral water bottle on the ground, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.
"That's okay, I'll sell it in the past forty."
"How much is the purchase price?"
I put down the bottle and took a bite of rice.
"The purchase price depends on how many clothes you can buy, if you buy in a garment factory, the price is too uniform, then it is not cost-effective, the clothing thing has to go more and see more and inquire more, one price per family, the price of that shirt I buy is fifteen yuan, but the purchase price of others may be ten yuan, so when you set up your own stall in the future, you must ask more about the price."
Brother Scumbag eats quickly, and the rice in the lunch box has been wiped out by him.
He burped, took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and took a few intoxicated puffs.
The heat covered the whole land, and a hot wind blew and made me almost unconscious, and I was drowsy all afternoon, sweat dripping down my forehead, running down my cheeks, and dripping on the warm earth.
The market was full of people, unusually noisy, all kinds of unpleasant smells in the high temperature environment, rotting and deteriorating, stimulating my olfactory nerves, I covered my mouth, ran to the bathroom near the warehouse, vomited all the food I ate at noon, washed my face, still couldn't cheer up, I staggered back to the stall, thinking, I was not suffering from heat stroke, the first day out of the stall, I was sick, and it was inevitable that the number of scum brothers would fall.
Brother Scumbag didn't have time to reprimand me, he was very busy, many people came to pick out clothes, some asked about the price, and some bought several pieces at once, and in just a few hours, the clothes on the stall were sold out.
Near evening, Brother Scumbag took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, and stuffed the few remaining dozen clothes into his pocket.
"It closes at six o'clock in the evening, and you must pack up your things before six o'clock, or the market administrator will kick you out."
Brother Scumbag said to me while picking up the paving.
The two of us came to the flea market in the north of the city today, and I asked the scumbag brother curiously: "Is the market in Hexi also this management method?" ”
"Yes, it's the same, it's too far away, and on holidays, business is much better than here."
He picked up the sack, and when he came out of the warehouse in the morning, it was still full, as the scumbag brother said, I can really sell a sack of clothes a day, which provided a lot of motivation for my future stall career.
Brother and I walked out of the flea market, the sky was already dark, the streets were full of pedestrians, lively, major restaurants, massage parlors, foot massage shops, barbecue restaurants, etc., were lit up with neon lights, dazzling.
Walking back into the basement and unpacking my bags, I felt like I was falling apart, and my whole body was sore.
Brother Za washed his hands in the sink and began to prepare dinner.
I collapsed on the bed, without a trace of strength, just wanted to get a good night's sleep and didn't think about anything else.
About half an hour, Brother Slag called me to eat, I walked to the courtyard in a daze, and saw two stir-fried dishes and a pot of stew on the table, a bottle of white wine and two cups in front of the seat.
"What are you looking at, come and have some wine to relieve your fatigue."
Brother Slag unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured the cup full of liquor.
I walked over, sat down, and as soon as I picked up my chopsticks, I saw the gate of the yard illuminated by the headlights, and a moment later, a car stopped at the door with a creak.