I have to say that the scene when we met was quite interesting.
Because on this day, Ning Weimin changed drastically from head to toe.
He came not wearing the half-worn folk clothes that he wore almost every day and had become a little bit white with wear.
He is no longer the shabby look he usually looked like when he was covered in dust and smelly, and would be looked down upon by others when he got on the bus.
On the other hand, he had deliberately dressed up and looked very decent.
Not only did I take a shower in advance and get a haircut, I also spent a lot of money on an absolutely fashionable outfit.
The upper body is a black single leather jacket, the lower body is a pair of yellow khaki bell-bottom pants, and a pair of three-jointed leather shoes are on the feet.
Just these three items cost him 200 yuan.
In addition, he not only wore a new earthquake-resistant Citizen watch on his left wrist.
There is also a pair of gold-rimmed toad glasses on the bridge of his nose.
This is another hundred and sixty.
In this day and age, dressing up like this.
It is no longer just handsome and handsome, and extremely rich.
It also reveals a fashionable flavor that stands out from the crowd.
You know, most people still only pursue the most basic pursuit of dressing.
Even chemical fibers such as Liang and acrylic can be regarded as good things.
I don’t know anything about the style, materials, colors, accessories, etc.
I will only imitate the images in foreign movies and TV series.
It is simply impossible for young people from mainland China to look like this "Top Gun" type.
Not to mention these things are so rare.
Even if ordinary people want to buy something, they may not be able to find it anywhere.
Therefore, with this look alone, Ning Weimin will turn heads when walking on Wangfujing Street, and he may not even need to show his "license" when entering the Youyi Store.
As for this remote scrap collection station, of course, let alone it.
The effect of his dazzling appearance must be extremely astonishing.
In fact, people still judge people by their appearance.
Don't look at it. When Ning Weimin came in, the card game at the counter was in full swing.
The people at the scrap yard were just immersed in playing cards, and no one looked up at him at all.
Even when Ning Weimin coughed twice and asked, "Hey, who's in charge here?" he pissed off a boy with a sticking plaster on his nose.
He was making a loud noise, and said a few words in a rather bad manner.
"You're not watching the card game! We'll wait while we go."
But Ning Weimin continued to knock on the counter "dang dang dang" with his hands.
The boys were extremely impatient. They each raised their heads and glanced, and they were all stunned immediately.
They all had a look of disbelief in their eyes, as if they had seen a phoenix land on a tree with their own eyes.
Their mouths were also unable to close, as if each of them had a hot bun in their mouths.
Especially the boy who spoke rudely and scolded Ning Weimin just now made him feel even more excited.
He subconsciously felt that the person in front of him was not someone he could afford to neglect.
So the cards were not played and he stood up from the chair.
"You...you, who are you? What's the matter?"
But to be honest, Ning Weimin was startled by his sudden movement.
Because when he saw the thing on the bridge of this kid's nose, Ning Weimin knew that this was probably the unlucky guy who had eaten him with a "meteor hammer".
And when this stupid guy stood up in such a "stupefied" manner, his posture was really fierce.
Ning Weimin thought that his makeup was ineffective and he was recognized, so he was anxious.
Fortunately, he was still able to hold his nerve, and before running away, he could see that this idiot was out of fear.
Otherwise, it will be a false alarm and you will scare yourself.
Not only did it become a big joke, all the preparations were in vain.
"Tell you what? Does telling you it work? Which onion and which clove of garlic do you think? I'll find your webmaster."
It should be said that Ning Weimin concealed it really well.
Even just now, his face was twitching in shock.
Relying on the unambiguous tone of Qi Qi's words, it actually made this nervous reaction caused by fright look like sullenness.
Now, not only was the "adhesive plaster" mute, Zhu Daneng had to speak.
He first reached out and slapped "Adhesive Tape" on the back of his head, then quickly greeted Ning Weimin with a smile.
"Hey, this comrade, you don't have to be familiar with this guy. He is just a 'hundulu'. If you have anything to say, tell me. Our station director is sick and is at home. I am the deputy station director. My surname is Zhu..."
But he didn't expect that his humble attitude would actually give Ning Weimin more confidence.
He was a little unsure about his attire at first, but now he is really calm.
What does it mean to be cheap and behave well? What does it mean to be powerful and not let others down?
Ning Weimin gave full play to the pretense theory that "gangsters are like springs, if you are weak, he will be strong" and behaved even more unruly.
"Hey, deputy webmaster? He's such a big official. Do you have enough stock? Don't talk nonsense. Give me your webmaster's phone number. I'll tell him!"
Oh, how outrageous!
It was probably the first time that Zhu Daneng met a master who was more unreasonable than him, so his face became a little dark.
Especially in front of his subordinates, he had to protect his dignity.
So even though he was unsure and a little frightened, he still had to get hard.
"Do you have something or not? If you have something, just say it. If it's okay, you can leave. We are very busy here. Please don't interfere with our work."
Zhu Daneng frowned and tried his best to restrain himself, wanting to see the guest off.
But Ning Weimin pointed at his nose deliberately, expressing even greater contempt.
"I understand, haha, it turns out you are the leader of this den of thieves!"
Zhu Daneng never expected to hear such words, and his heart trembled.
"What den of thieves? What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Am I talking nonsense? You don't know what you have done? Do you want me to tell you more about it?"
Ning Weimin raised his eyebrows and sneered again.
"I'm telling you, I'm here for nothing else today. I have a little brother who is working in a garbage dump in the eastern suburbs. In the first few days, someone robbed a sack of copper on the road, and he was almost beaten. He told me
, it was the people from your Eastern Suburbs Scrap Depot who robbed him, and the leader was a fat black man. So it seems you are the one?"
Now Zhu Daneng and the others all understood.
Needless to say, Ning Weimin was aroused by Ning Weimin's insistence that "the one who comes here is not good and the good will not come".
No one can remain calm anymore.
Everyone huffed and puffed into a group, and they all gathered around and picked up the guy.
"I said, please don't throw dirty water on us? You've come to the wrong place if you're looking for trouble. If you talk nonsense again, be careful not to get beaten."
At this time, Zhu Daneng's true colors as a gangster were revealed, and his tone became vicious.
If it wasn't true, I would still have some worries, fearing that I would break up if the consequences were not something I could bear.
I'm afraid someone has already closed the door and taken action.
But Jue was here. He hoped that he could get rid of this plague god without breaking up.
But Ning Weimin didn't have any scruples, as if he had to do something right.
Ning Weimin was three points ahead of him. He slapped the table and took the lead.
"Holy shit, do you dare to do it? Are you guys squatting to pee? It's not that I look down on you. You don't even dare to admit what you have done. I really don't believe it, what else can you do to me?
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As the saying goes, scholars should be killed but not humiliated, and rogues and scoundrels also deserve face.
Even out of self-interest, gangsters care more about face and fight fiercely.
So these words of crowding out people immediately made this group of people restless.
"Hey, you don't believe it, right? If you don't believe it, why don't you try it?"
"Fuck, who are you? Just come here to be a bitch and kill your little girl!"
"Are you seeking your own death? If I beat you today, your mother won't even recognize you!"
At this time, Zhu Daneng was forced by the situation and stared blankly. He picked up the big wrench next to him and started shouting.
"It's shameless, right? I've never seen anyone running up there expecting to be beaten? Boy, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't get out, grandpa won't be so easy to talk to. I have to let you know why the flowers are so red...
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To be honest, the situation at the moment is so intense that the two sides are at odds with each other, and the anger has reached the extreme.
No one can step down easily, and no one can step down easily.
Because if anyone shrinks, he is undoubtedly showing weakness, and there will be nothing he can do later.
But logically speaking, Ning Weimin's disadvantage is very obvious. After all, he is alone, and he is coming to someone else's territory.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are going to suffer an immediate loss.
But it's weird, he actually didn't falter even under the intense gaze.
Instead, he sighed, leisurely took out a cigarette, lit one and held it in his mouth.
And he unexpectedly smiled and said, "You want to hit me, right? OK, I want to have a taste of it today!"
"Honestly, since I was a child, I have never met anyone who really dared to hit me. Do you dare? Okay, just go ahead and do it."
"We agreed that if I want to retaliate later, I will be my grandson. But if you don't dare to do it, you will be my grandson!"
I go!
Hearing these words makes me want to go crazy!
Zhu Daneng and the others have never seen anyone so supportive.
Can't fight back? You're kidding!
This is a lunatic. Why can't he be happy if he doesn't get beaten?
That is to say, they have not watched Stephen Chow's "The Nine-Rank Sesame Official".
Otherwise, once I heard this, I might have taken action early.
Then you have to step on them with your feet, crush them, and spit and curse at the same time.
"Damn, in all my life, I've never seen anyone make such a request."
However, Ning Weimin's action when he said this made them a little more worried, and they really didn't dare to take action directly.
Because the cigarette this guy took out was not an ordinary thing, it was "Greater China".
Anyone who smokes knows that this is the best product that costs one dollar a pack.
It's not something that ordinary people can afford, nor is it something that ordinary people can smoke?
This thing has another name - Minister's Cigarette.
Who is this kid?
This issue makes people have to worry and hesitate.
But at this moment, greater mental stimulation came.
Outside the door, a burst of car horns suddenly sounded.
However, Ning Weimin breathed out the smoke in an understatement and said another sentence.
"Wait a minute, my driver is rushing me outside. I'll go out and say something first, and we'll continue later. Remember, if you don't do anything, you are my grandson!"
After saying that, he shook his shoulders and went out.
But now, everyone in the room was stunned.
Then, as if they were blowing up a temple, they chased to the glass door and looked out.
Unexpectedly, Ning Weimin walked across the street and said a few words to a jeep driver.
Then he put his sunglasses on the passenger seat before turning back.
It’s finished, the rb boat is finished!
Including Zhu Daneng, everyone's spirits were completely lost, and their arrogance turned into a bitter smile.
Who can make a car these days?
Everyone came up with the idea that this year is going to be unlucky!
Even a ragpicker can cause such big trouble.
Today I hit the iron plate!
At this time, who else dares to take action, other than this grandson?