Chen Dongqing was carrying ripped jeans and ordinary jeans that had just left the factory, as well as a bag of underwear.

If someone else sees it, he is designated to think he is a pervert.

At this time, he was wandering around the various stalls, and at first glance he thought he was a dealer.

He looked east and west, and finally couldn't help but smile.

"Nothing new here, it's a lot worse than ours. ”

Accountant Ding can't see any shortcomings in these clothes, although he has been in the garment factory for many years, he can't compare to Chen Dongqing's long-term vision after 30 years.

"It's either an old-fashioned design or a quirky design. ”

Listening to Chen Dongqing's complaints, Accountant Ding couldn't help but look at the ripped jeans in his hand.

If it's strange, his ripped jeans design should also be the first in this venue.

If you come to market their regular jeans, you might still have a chance.

But Chen Dongqing obviously didn't sell ordinary jeans as the main commodity, and his mind was on the ripped jeans.

Alas, maybe it's because I'm old.

Accountant Ding followed behind him and sighed.

However, Chen Dongqing walked around, but became more and more interested, pointed to a shop with striped clothes, and said.

"Accountant Ding, take a look...... The striped clothes made by that store are slightly old, and if you change the color, you can sell them in the market for a few years. ”

Chen Dongqing said casually, and with such a casual finger, he was seen by the people above the stall.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about!"

"Someone! Stop this stinky boy!"

The people on the stall were still chatting with the dealer next to them, but when they heard Chen Dongqing pointing at their clothes, they were instantly annoyed.

The stall owner was just a young man in his twenties, and when he heard Chen Dongqing say that they were not good, he immediately ran out to stop Chen Dongqing.

"What are you talking about, you stinky boy!"

When the young man saw Chen Dongqing, he was just dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, and he mocked mercilessly.

"Hey, you hillbilly, do you know what it means to be popular, just come out and say nonsense, your mother hasn't taught you, you can eat indiscriminately, can't you talk indiscriminately?!"

This taunt attracted the attention of the people around him, and even if he was rich, he couldn't help but like to watch the excitement.

Chen Dongqing originally wanted to explain it in a good voice, but he didn't mean to say that those clothes were not good, but he just felt that there could be some improvements.

But the stall owner came up and pushed Chen Dongqing hard.

"Damn, any stupid hang can come in, who can see the venue! It's really infuriating!"

This attitude really provoked Chen Dongqing's anger a little.

"Brother, is there anything you can't talk about well, do you have to be full of swearing?"

Chen Dongqing said this sentence with a cold face and full of coldness, and the people around him instantly felt its tense momentum.

Those who like to watch dramas have taken a few steps closer, and those who don't like to cause trouble have begun to hide to the side.

"Say you're stupid, don't you accept it? Do you know what Lao Tzu's identity is?!"

"I don't know what your identity is, if it was before, I offended you, I can apologize to you, but your attitude makes me very unhappy. ”

Chen Dongqing didn't feel any pressure in his heart, because he had just glanced at the sign of the stall.

It is a clothing brand called Zuoyi, this brand, he heard about it when he was working in his last life, because the quality of the products was too poor, and it was quickly acquired.

The boss of this brand has no background, so there is no need to be afraid at all, and the broken factory naturally has many broken employees.

Like this arrogant and domineering guy in front of him, he is probably a young man who is on the top of his relatives, and he doesn't know how to respect people.

"Pretending to be a fucking ghost! What are you doing! Pretending to be such a cow!"

The stall owner didn't give up, looked at it and spit on Chen Dongqing's shoes casually, and looked down to see that it was a disgusting piece of green phlegm.

"Hey, don't go too far!"

Chen Dongqing looked at his shoes, and was spit out a mouthful of disgusting phlegm, he really felt angry, these shoes were decent shoes that he bought when he entered the New Year market and looked better overall.

It turns out to be like this now!

Seeing that the situation had deteriorated again, Accountant Ding wanted to come out and play a round.

"Okay, okay! It's all young people, calm down, it's okay to be fine, don't make it too ugly!"

"Stinky old man!

The stall owner pushed him violently again, directly pushing Accountant Ding to the ground, and throwing him on all fours.

Accountant Ding's age, he fell a butt pier, but it's amazing, if he hurts his spine, it can't be solved simply!

It's a shame that this kid dares to push Accountant Ding, and after 30 years, he won't be scared anymore?!

Chen Dongqing's temper came up, but his brain was quite good, and he immediately squatted next to Accountant Ding and whispered in his ear.

"Don't get up yet, pretend to be in pain, let's teach him a lesson!"

Accountant Ding, who still wanted to get up, hesitated for a while and then lay down obediently.

Chen Dongqing gave him a hard look and asked him to pretend to be in pain, Accountant Ding didn't think about it so exaggerated, but he was a little playful.

"Eh!

Accountant Ding held his waist and began to cry out for pain, and Chen Dongqing also showed a flustered look.

"Lao Ding!Lao Ding!Are you alright?!"

The stall owner was still unimpressed, and sneered.

"Hehe, old waste, if you push it like this, it won't work?"

As he spoke, the stall owner clasped his hands over his chest, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"You're finished! Lao Ding's waist was already injured, and now you have injured it again, if you are half paralyzed in the future, you will have to be responsible for the rest of your life!"

Chen Dongqing spoke quite passionately, swore by it, and almost believed what Accountant Ding said.

"Hehe! I just push him like this, can I push him halfway?"

The stall owner didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, but he still took his hands and kept the appearance of watching a play.

"What?Accountant Ding, you can't move your legs?!"

Chen Dongqing held Accountant Ding with one hand, leaned over to Accountant Ding's face, and pretended to hear what Accountant Ding said.

"Huh, what? It hurts, it's hard to breathe?"

When the people around heard this symptom, they all involuntarily retreated and began to talk about it.

The stall owner was finally a little flustered, waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't pretend, I don't have time to accompany you to watch the play here." ”

Seeing this, Chen Dongqing hurriedly shouted.

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys take care of him! Don't let this guy run away! If Lao Ding dies in an accident, he will be a murderer!"