The bald head had his legs crossed, a cigarette held in one hand, and the other hand tapping lightly on the table.
"I'm really sorry. We are a small flower shop, not a flower market. We don't have that many flowers in reserve. You can go elsewhere." Yang Huiyun said calmly.
"What, are you afraid that we won't pay you?"
The bald man slapped the table and snapped his fingers at the boy next to him. The boy immediately took out a few stacks of red banknotes from his arms, which looked like tens of thousands.
Hearing the muffled sound from the table, Yang Huiyun's heart trembled. Although she had also practiced, it was just some tricks and tricks. It was fine for performing or sparring. If she really had to fight with a few experienced gangsters,
I'm afraid it's not even close.
"There aren't that many flowers here, so don't make unreasonable noises here."
Kang Ze finally couldn't stand it anymore and said calmly.
The big bald man stood up immediately. He walked to Kang Ze, grabbed Kang Ze's tie with one hand, pointed at Kang Ze with the fragrance in his hand, and said, "Are you the owner of this flower shop?"
"No." Kang Ze shook his head.
"Since it's not the case, then get away from me. I didn't ask you to buy flowers, so what nonsense are you talking to me about?" the bald man said fiercely.
Kang Ze frowned, but still took a step back knowingly. A person of his status would generally not want to get involved with such a gangster, and he would not want to offend such a person for fear of being targeted.
Get yourself into trouble.
Kang Ze's small step back made Ji Fan's impression of him suddenly become worse, and it also made Yang Huiyun understand something.
Kang Ze stepped back, while Ji Fan took a few steps forward.
"As for the flowers, there really aren't that many of them now. There are still dozens of roses left in the store. If my brother likes them, just take them all. It doesn't cost you any money. Just treat them as friends."
As Ji Fan spoke, he presented a bouquet of roses in front of the bald man.
When the bald man saw Ji Fan, his eyes lit up and he said, "Boy, I think you look familiar."
"Haha, I look familiar to you, big brother." Ji Fan said with a smile.
The bald man touched his head with his hand, and after a moment, he suddenly said: "Oh, I remembered, we gambled together, and you were very lucky and always won money."
"Brother has a good memory." Ji Fan did not deny it.
"Little brother, why are you here? Is this girl your woman?"
The bald man looked familiar. He stretched out an arm and put it on Ji Fan's shoulder, as if he was very close to Ji Fan.
"She is my cousin, and I often come here to check out the store." Ji Fan explained.
"That's it."
The bald man took a long puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and said: "Little brother, to be honest, although we have played together, your cousin did not give me face today, which made me very hurt. I kindly invited her to a meal
Food, she just refused, but she actually found someone to hurt my little brother."
"Brother Hao, this guy is the one who beat people up." The lean Brother Zhao immediately reminded in a low voice.
"oh?"
The bald man looked surprised. He stared at Ji Fan and said, "I can't tell, brother is actually a practicing master."
"Haha, I understand a little bit." Ji Fan smiled modestly and thought to himself that this guy is Brother Hao.