Shen Feng carried his backpack and ran down the mountain. He climbed over a mountain and came to a small village.
It was already evening, and the tranquility of the small village was in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of the big city.
Shen Feng was hungry and walked on the relatively empty street. At this time, people were eating at home and there were not many people on the street.
Under the dim street lights, people passed by Shen Feng in a hurry, and no one paid him any attention.
Shen Feng stopped in front of a store that recycles old mobile phones at high prices. The only thing he had on him was the mobile phone, which was worth some money, and then there were four pistols and a sniper rifle in his backpack.
He turned around and looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he opened the store door and walked in.
The store is not big, with an area of six or seven square meters. There are various second-hand mobile phones on the two glass counters, and there are headphones and various mobile phone cases hanging on the wall.
In the glass counter directly opposite, there is a small workbench filled with various mobile phone accessories.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was sitting there with a mobile phone in his hand being repaired.
Shen Feng walked over and took out his mobile phone, placed it gently on the glass counter, and said softly: "Boss, how much do you think I can sell this mobile phone for?"
The middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at Shen Feng up and down. He picked up Shen Feng's mobile phone and pressed the power button. A very clear and sweet power-on sound sounded.
This latest version of the iPhone was bought for him by military advisor Shen Guofeng. It cost more than 10,000 yuan in Chinese coins. Shen Feng thought it was a waste of money, but now that he thinks about it, he can sell more when he uses the money. It's also good for emergencies.
The middle-aged man picked up the phone and flipped it carefully. His eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and he said lightly: "You are a high-end imitation, and the work is not bad, but the screen is scratched. At most Five hundred dollars."
"What? Boss, I spent more than 10,000 yuan to buy this in a specialty store. How could it be a fake? Your price is too low!"
Shen Feng didn't expect that this boss was so evil. He had not used a genuine Apple phone for more than 10,000 yuan, but he was only willing to pay 500 yuan for it. He couldn't help shouting.
"What are you yelling at? Looking at how poor you are, this phone must have been stolen from you. Five hundred yuan is too much for you.
If I call the police, you won’t get a penny, and I’ll sentence you to three years, so just be content!”
The middle-aged man tilted his head, looked at Shen Feng sideways, and said loudly with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
After he finished speaking, he took out five crumpled red tickets from his pocket, threw them on the counter, picked up his iPhone, put it into his pocket, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, or I will regret it. You have a dime." You can’t even get the money, so get out!”
Shen Feng didn't expect that he just wanted to sell his mobile phone to get some travel expenses, but he met a rogue. He said with a cold face and some displeasure: "Give me your mobile phone back, I won't sell it anymore!"
The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cold. He reached out and picked up the five red tickets on the glass counter, put them into his pocket, and said grimly: "I won't give you a penny now, get out of here!" "
After he finished speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call, saying very loudly: "Brother Gang, there is a man who came to sell mobile phones to sell stolen goods. Now he is staying here and won't leave. Please come over.
Okay, he is still here now, I am waiting for you!"
The middle-aged man put down his cell phone, looked at Shen Feng with contempt, and said angrily: "I advise you to get out of here!
Otherwise, Brother Gang will come later and you will be beaten so hard that you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.”
Shen Feng looked at his big face that deserved a beating, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out of the mobile phone store.
Shen Feng quickly walked to the small alley opposite, squatted down, and hid in the darkness, staring closely at the mobile phone store.
After a while, a white Jetta car drove up in the distance. Three big men got out of the car, each with a shy belly, and walked into the mobile phone store.
Shen Feng couldn't hear the voices inside, but saw the mobile phone shop owner gesticulating and saying something, and then took out three red tickets from his pocket and handed them to the big man in the lead.
Saved another two hundred!
The mobile phone store owner was so happy that he happily sent Brother Gang and the others away. He also turned off the lights, pulled down the rolling shutter door, hummed a tune, and turned over Shen Feng's mobile phone over and over again, as if he couldn't put it down.
He looked at his cell phone and walked with his head down. He soon came to a small courtyard, opened the door directly and went in. He shouted loudly: "Wife, wife, do you think what kind of mobile phone I recycled today?"
A middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen and said angrily: "What's so cool about recycling a broken mobile phone? Can you turn it into a flower?"
"You don't understand this? How about taking a look at this phone?"
The middle-aged man smiled proudly, handed Shen Feng's iPhone to his wife, and said proudly.
"This phone is so beautiful. It is the latest version of Apple. Can this be true?"
His wife took the phone, looked at it carefully, and said in surprise.
"Of course it's true. Don't you want to think about what I do! This phone has just been launched. The price is about 15,000, but it is out of stock. It starts at at least 20,000 on the black market. How about it, you can make a lot of money this time! "
The middle-aged man said with a smile and a proud look on his face.
"How much did you pay for it? I think the maximum you can give him is two thousand, no more!"
His wife rolled her eyes and whispered.
"No, no, you're guessing, guess less!"
The middle-aged man sat down with a smile, poured himself a glass of water, and said while drinking.
"Could it be a thousand yuan? I don't think it's possible. Who is stupid? Such a good mobile phone only sells for a thousand yuan!"
His wife was a little unsure, blinked her eyes and said tentatively.
"Hehehe, I only spent three hundred yuan and sent it to Brother Gang. In fact, I got the phone without spending a penny. How about it, I'm awesome!"
The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
His wife quickly sat next to him and urged.
"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly..."
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face and recounted the story in a leisurely manner, emphasizing in particular that this was a gangster attack, and he did not take advantage of the bastard.
"Ah! Husband, you are so awesome and talented! When you sell your mobile phone, you must buy me a gold bracelet."
His wife stood up and exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"That's necessary. When I get the money from the sale, I'll buy you a gold bracelet. I want a big one..."
The middle-aged man said proudly.
Shen Feng lay on the wall of the small courtyard, trying his best to listen to the conversation inside. After listening for a while, he felt that there was not much information, so he jumped down lightly, found a red brick from the ground, drew two marks on the wall, and then quietly 's left.