Boss Du put down his hand and Datong gently patted the dust on his clothes, as if nothing happened.
"Boss, this scholar is talking arrogantly. I think I'll give him a few sticks first to let him know what the sky and the earth are!" The nurse fanned with the stick in his hand, as if he was about to fight.
"Yes, nerd, if you can't bear the physical pain, give him a good beating and you won't be so harsh." Another nurse quite agreed with using force to solve the problem.
Boss Du waved his hand.
Although Boss Du is a businessman, he considers himself to be a semi-gentleman. He has calligraphy and paintings hanging in his house, a study room, and the Four Treasures of the Study Room, and he does a lot of arty things.
Taking action at every turn is a foolhardy act. Solving problems with your mind is truly elegant and in line with your identity.
"You bought my cloth, do you admit it?" Boss Du asked.
Datong nodded, it was indeed true.
"The day after you bought the cloth, the whole county was covered with the cloth you bought. It was rumored that it could only be used for wiping feet. Every piece of cloth had Zhengyang Cloth Store written on it. Do you admit it?" Boss Du Bubu said.
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"I've heard about this too," Datong said.
"Why did the cloth you bought turn out to be a foot-wiping cloth? I would like to hear your explanation, scholar. If what you say is not correct, don't blame my subordinates for being rude." Boss Du glanced after he finished speaking.
I glanced at the servant who was waiting to take action.
"I bought your cloth for one and a half taels of silver. Someone offered me three taels of silver to buy it from me. Boss Du, you are a businessman. When you change hands, you get one or two more taels of silver. If you were me, wouldn't you?
For sale?" Datong said.
"As for why you use the cloth to wipe your feet, I don't know. Maybe everyone likes it." Datong looked at Boss Du with innocent eyes.
"Haha, what a coincidence. My guy sold it for a day and no one bought it. He sold it as soon as it changed hands in your hands. So who did you sell it to?" Boss Du asked.
Datong thought for a while and couldn't say Haitang's name, otherwise it would be like diverting trouble to the east and causing Boss Du to take crazy revenge on Haitang. As a husband and a man, he had to resist the next part.
"It's not a coincidence, it's just good luck. Does Boss Du ask the customers who come to Zhengyang Cloth Store to buy cloth one by one their last names?" Datong asked back.
The implication is that who cares about the last name of the person buying the cloth? What they care about is that the transaction is completed quickly, the money is exchanged for the goods, and they leave.
"Isn't your good luck going to Bai Haitang from Qiaotou Village's Haitang Dyeing Shop? Oh, by the way, I have a bad memory. You are also from Qiaotou Village, a fellow villager." Boss Du did some research this time.
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After hearing this, Datong realized that he could no longer pretend like this, so he could only open the skylight and speak frankly.
"Boss Du, everyone knows what you did to deal with Bai Haitang. In comparison, this method is not too harsh. It is just a small test for you. Now you have tasted the feeling of being hit back. It feels better."
Huh?" Datong smiled faintly. From the beginning to now, he has never had any stage fright, even when facing two tall professional thugs.
"Hmph..." Boss Du made a sound from his nose.
"I am Bai Haitang's husband. You need to know this now." When Tian Datong said these words, he felt that he was upright.
"Mr. Scholar, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to walk out of this alley alive? Aren't you afraid that you will see the light of tomorrow?" Boss Du said fiercely.