Lu Xiaobei knew that Zhao Penghui couldn't stand his anger and would get angry if he said a few words. It didn't matter if he got angry. What mattered was that when this guy got angry, he would dare to shake off anything.
In order to prevent Zhao Penghui, a stubborn guy from telling the truth in a fit of anger, Lu Xiaobei pushed him down on his seat again, glared at Zhao Penghui, and whispered in a low voice: "Be honest with me, don't do it.
Looking for trouble!"
Zhao Penghui sighed reluctantly, glanced at his head, and stopped talking.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Bai Hongyu quickly said: "Uncle and aunt, we won't bother you and will leave first."
Fatty Yin's father said: "If you want to leave, take the money with you. Our family is not short of money." This old man was as small as Fatty Yin.
Zhao Penghui stood up, bent down, picked up the ten thousand yuan from the ground, and strode out of the door without saying a word of farewell. The remaining brothers smiled with the elders and hurried out.
After a few people left, Fatty Yin's mother said, "Why are you so angry? These children came to see us with good intentions."
"Look at those brats, you don't think they are good people. It is determined that our son was led astray by these brats. If they hadn't led our son astray, our son would have participated in some gang fights, and would... would he have died?
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Just as Fatty Yin's father was speaking, the glass on a window of his home was suddenly smashed by a brick.
Outside the door, Zhao Penghui picked up another stone and threw it in.
Lu Xiaobei grabbed his arm and yelled angrily: "You damn thing, stop being so stupid and leave now!"
Although Zhao Penghui threw the stones in his hand on the ground, he still couldn't control the atmosphere in his heart. He pointed at Fatty Yin's house and cursed: "I'm going to fuck you!"
"Okay, okay, Chi Chi is angry. Let's go quickly and take you to play." Chen Guandong put his arms around Zhao Penghui's neck and walked out of the alley.
Along the way, Zhao Penghui kept mumbling.
"Do you think this old man is a stubborn old man? Damn it, we feel sorry for them. We kindly gave money to their family, but they didn't give it back and threw the money to the ground. Do you think our ten thousand yuan is too little?"
In 1997, ten thousand yuan was still a lot of money. Although China's economy was already booming at this time, many people would become rich overnight if they took advantage of the country's loopholes. A millionaire would appear almost every day, but after all
China is still in the stage of development. After all, the rich people are only a small group at the top of the pyramid, and the majority of people are still the cornerstone at the bottom of the pyramid. At that time, a civil servant who was in an agency with good remuneration only earned 700 to 800 yuan a month.
, this ten thousand yuan is more than their annual salary.
A few people had just walked out of an alley. There were not many people on a small street. Such small streets could be seen everywhere in Beijing at that time. There were courtyard bungalows on both sides of the street. If you walk for a while on the street, you will find an alley. The alley is very deep.
A willow tree is planted every few meters on both sides of the street. In the summer, the branches of the willow trees are lush and lush, and there will also be popsicle sellers setting up stalls under the willow trees.
But it is winter now, and all the willow branches on the street have been cut down, leaving only bare tree trunks. There are no uncles and aunts setting up stalls on the street. What comes into view are cold walls and the road in the middle of the small street.
Occasionally there are vehicles passing by slowly.
"Where are we going?" Zhao Penghui asked.
"When you walk out of this street, there is a bus stop. Let's take a bus to Xidan and go shopping. There are so many beauties. I want you to take a look at our Beijing girls!" Chen Guandong said.
"I'm not interested in seeing girls. I only have Duan Hong in my heart. You can go alone. Gu Qiang and Gu Lei and I want to go to the zoo." Zhao Penghui said.
"Damn it, why are you going to the zoo? Have you become a Taiwanese? If you are not interested in beautiful women, you are interested in animals." Chen Guandong said.
"You fart, I'm going to the clothing market next to the zoo to see if there are any popular new styles. I'm going to help Duan Hong and his family open a clothing store. I'm here to inspect it this time," Zhao Penghui said.
"Gee, what kind of clothes can be worn in the zoo? They are all cheap. You should cooperate with specialty stores and join those specialty stores. Then you can buy goods at a 30% discount and the profit is not small." Chen Guandong said.
"Nonsense, I also know that the franchise store can make money, but if you pay me the franchise fee, the franchise fee is too expensive. I'll go to the zoo first and check it out. If it works, I'll go there twice. I don't like it in Beijing.
The style may be trendy in our Lingbei Town. After all, our consumption level and quality of life in Lingbei Town are not as high as yours. I think the clothes in the zoo are okay." Zhao Penghui spoke very formally this time, quite like a businessman.
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"To be honest, I don't want to go shopping. Why don't we go to the zoo with Penghui to look at clothes?" Lu Xiaobei said.
"That's alright. Anyway, I'll follow you. I'll take you wherever you want to go. The zoo is quite chaotic, so it's safe for us to go together." Chen Guandong said.
Lu Xiaobei patted Chen Guandong on the shoulder and said: "Okay, then don't talk about poverty, brothers, let's go!"
The seven people walked out of the street and got on the bus. Since there was no direct bus, they got off the bus and reversed. When they got on the bus again, Zhao Penghui wanted to smoke a cigarette and took out a cigarette to order.
In the ticket car, the conductor collects the money) quickly stopped him and said: "That kid, you can't smoke on the car, pinch it."
Zhao Penghui didn't pay attention, thinking that the conductor didn't talk to him, because no one had ever spoken to him so rudely. He took out a match from his pocket, struck it twice, and it caught fire. He moved the flame to the butt of the cigarette and was about to take two puffs. The conductor
When he came up, he grabbed the cigarette, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it twice. Zhao Penghui saw that his cigarette was crushed to pieces on the ground, and his anger suddenly burst out.
"You damn..." Zhao Penghui was about to take action when Chen Guandong came over and stopped him. He smiled with the conductor and said, "Sister, I'm sorry. I just came to Beijing and I didn't know that smoking is not allowed on the bus."
"Just roll the cigarette over there!" The conductor glanced at Zhao Penghui and thought that Zhao Penghui was very rustic.
"Damn it, I'm not allowed to smoke and I can't speak well. Why are you so awesome here!" Zhao Penghui was being held tightly by Chen Guandong. There were many people in the car and he couldn't move his hands, so he could only shout with his mouth.
"You're from the countryside. If you haven't been to our big city, don't be embarrassed here!"
"What the hell are you talking about? What's wrong with me coming from the countryside? You look down on me, don't you!" Zhao Penghui roared angrily.
"Looking at you, you are a country gangster. Go back to the country as soon as possible and stop playing tricks like this in our capital!" The conductor was also a slanderer. Zhao Penghui was already very angry, but the conductor was still vindictive.
"After scolding Peter, you are the stinking hooligan. Your qualities will embarrass the people of Beijing." Zhao Penghui cursed angrily.
At this time, the driver also yelled: "That kid is causing trouble, so I asked you to get off the bus." It was obvious that the driver and the conductor were the same family.
"It was your conductor who started the trouble! If you dare to let me get off the bus, try it!" Zhao Penghui became angry.
At this time the bus stopped, and the conductor showed a gloating smile on his face.
The driver said: "Then get off the car."
"I won't get out of the damn car!" Zhao Penghui said, squeezing his neck.
The driver suddenly walked over from the driving position. Many passengers in the car saw that there was going to be a fight. Many people took the opportunity to get out of the car and look outside the car to watch the excitement inside.
The driver was tall and thick-set, with a shaved head. At first glance, he looked quite unreasonable.
The driver stood in front of Zhao Penghui, who was a head taller than him.
The driver glared at Zhao Penghui angrily, his eyes almost popping out, and said: "Get out!"
At that time, many buses in Beijing were privately contracted, and there was no such thing as a complaint. Therefore, if there was any conflict on the bus, the driver would definitely be the final winner.
Zhao Penghui looked up at the burly driver and cursed: "Get out of here, you idiot!"
When the driver got angry, he raised his hand and was about to slap Zhao Penghui on the face. Everyone watching the excitement, including the conductor, were waiting for Zhao Penghui to scream. However, it was the driver who screamed...
Just when the driver raised his hand, Lu Xiaobei, who was beside him, suddenly kicked the driver in the ribs. The kick was so strong and heavy that the big driver fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
The conductor panicked. He didn't expect this seemingly ordinary and even a bit rustic young man to have such great strength. Seeing Zhao Penghui and Lu Xiaobei walking up to him, the conductor's face turned pale.
"Be careful what you say in the future, don't be too awesome!" After saying that, Lu Xiaobei took out the stack of ten thousand yuan from Zhao Penghui's pocket, then took out three chapters of one hundred yuan bills and said: "This is
To pay for your medical expenses, I broke at least three of the driver's ribs." After saying that, he threw the money in front of the conductor and got out of the car. The other brothers followed suit.
When Chen Guandong got out of the car, he didn't forget to say: "You damn embarrass the people of Beijing. From now on, stop judging people by their appearance. You can tell who is rich and who is not, not by what they wear or how they look!"
After that, he spit out sticky phlegm into the carriage.
Seven people took two taxis and went directly to the clothing market next to the zoo.
There is a large flow of people here. It happens to be just after the Chinese New Year, and all the shops are about to open. Foreign vendors come here to buy goods at this time. From Hebei to Shandong, almost all the cheap clothes in this area are from the Beijing Zoo.
The clothing market and the Hutong clothing wholesale market in Tianjin. There are many people here, so it is naturally very mixed.
"Brother Hui, watch your wallet, don't get caught..." Chen Guandong said.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll tell you, none of them have the guts to steal my money, Zhao Penghui." As he said that, Zhao Penghui patted his pocket.
Only then did he realize that all the fifteen thousand yuan inside was missing. Zhao Penghui nervously picked up the bag and took a look, and there was a knife mark on it.
"Damn it, the money is lost!" Zhao Penghui shouted angrily.
This fifteen thousand yuan includes the ten thousand that Lu Xiaobei wanted to give to Fatty Yin and his parents, and the other five thousand that Zhao Penghui used to buy goods. Now, there is not a penny left. Quan Xiao is respectful to this pickpocket.