Seeing Li Ming leave, Wang Bohua stood there in silence for a long time, then gritted his teeth and turned back towards the convenience store.
Entering the store, Wang Bohua looked at the depressed aunt who was counting money. He straightened his tight scalp, took a deep breath and said with a sense of guilt, "Auntie, that friend of mine who came to buy something just now seems like
You changed the wrong money."
After hearing the sound, Aunt Sun raised her head and was stunned for a moment. Then her eyes showed a look of sudden realization. She patted her chest and said, "I just said, no matter how you calculate it, it's not right..."
Licking his lips that were dry due to nervousness, Wang Bohua fumbled out the remaining living expenses from the compartment of his schoolbag, handed them to Aunt Sun with both hands, and then said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Auntie, my friend is in a hurry.
, so let me return the wrong money to you."
Seeing Wang Bohua hand over the paper ticket, Aunt Sun took it in her hand with a happy face, patted her chest and said, "Oh, I'm just saying, now that I think about it, it must be like this, now it can be done
That’s right.”
Seeing Aunt Sun taking the money from him, the feeling of aggrievedness in her heart dissipated, and Wang Bohua said with relief, "Well, that's good, that makes me feel relieved."
"You young people are still reliable, thank you so much." Aunt Sun took a [Qiaoxin] lollipop worth five yuan from the shelf next to her and handed it to Wang Bohua and said with a happy face,
"Well, please help me thank Xiao Ming. I'm really in a hurry sometimes when I'm so busy."
After hearing Aunt Sun's words, Wang Bohua couldn't help but said with a complicated mood, "I will... If that aunt has nothing to do, I will leave first."
Seeing that the young man in front of her was about to leave, Aunt Sun enthusiastically asked, "Young man, please remember to bring a message to Xiao Ming for me. He can come to the store at any time if he needs it."
"Yeah..." After hearing these words, Wang Bohua's mood became more and more complicated, so he nodded and agreed, "I will bring the words to you, for sure."
After bidding farewell to the convenience store, Wang Bohua walked aimlessly on the streets with heavy steps, frowning as he thought about what had just happened.
Who is right and who is wrong in this matter?
From Li Ming's point of view, Aunt Sun not only failed to help Li Ming because of the huge changes in his family, but also took advantage of the situation, which was already a crime. After all, because of Li Ming's father's gambling, Sun
The price of taking over the convenience store was a big bargain to some extent.
But from another perspective, Aunt Sun just did her part.
Wang Bohua couldn't figure out what was going on here, so the frown on his face deepened.
There is no "Wealth of Nations" written by Adam Smith in this world, nor is there "Das Kapital" written by Marx and Engels.
The gears of history have transitioned relatively smoothly to the current social state, so Wang Bohua naturally cannot figure out what the essence of this is.
But if it were Li Ming, he could clearly give the answer he wanted, which is - the essence of capital is exploitation and oppression!
Cheap labor will provide more benefits, and it is the nature of businessmen to pursue the maximization of benefits. No matter whether Aunt Sun, a subject of capital, is willing or not, the essence of this problem is exploitation, which is achieved by squeezing the value of Li Ming's surplus labor.
Maximize profits.
Just when Wang Bohua had a sad look on his face, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang in his ear: "Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding."
Wang Bohua took out his phone, glanced at the screen and said, "Brother Ming, what's wrong?"
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After Li Ming left the money he defrauded from the convenience store to his sister, he followed the few people who came to collect the bill out of the store with a relaxed expression as his sister almost begged for mercy.
There was a seven-seater van parked outside the fast food restaurant. Li Ming looked at it with questioning eyes, and the man in front of him said impatiently, "What are you looking at? You said you wanted to see the boss, didn't you? Get in the car quickly."
Right."
Li Ming heard the sound and did not immediately board the van in front of him. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Bohua's number, "Bohua, I'm at the fast food restaurant in front of the school. Xiao Shu is here. I have something to deal with. Can you come over?
Help me send Xiao Shu back."
After leaning for a moment and receiving Wang Bohua's affirmative answer, Li Ming looked at the man in front of him and said with a smile, "Then let's go."
In the past, some people who were debt-collected begged, some burst into tears, and some were hysterical, but I have never seen a person being debt-collected show such a relaxed expression.
I’m afraid you don’t know what you are going to face?
The leading man glanced at Li Ming with a frown and said, "I don't know what you have in mind, but I can tell you that if you don't pay the money and want to default on the bill, the boss will definitely use large pliers."
I'll break your little finger and then feed you myself..."
"Well, I understand." After Li Ming shrugged his shoulders, he opened the car door and stepped into the car, saying, "Actually, you don't need to threaten me, I won't talk about that stuff."<
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Looking at Li Ming, who was sitting in the back seat with no self-awareness, the man suddenly waved his hand helplessly and motioned for the younger brothers to get in the car.
You come here to collect a bill in such a nice way, but you end up becoming a driver?
After getting on the bus and sitting down, Li Ming was sandwiched between two boys, one on the left and one on the right. He felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.
In the evening, the dim shadows of street lights fell back and forth on the car as the vehicle moved forward. Soon, the mottled grating stripes forced Li Ming to open his eyes and look out the window.
At this time, the group of people had crossed the viaduct in Baiye City and entered the wealthy area.
The spotlessly clean streets and the carefully cared for white fir trees on both sides of the main road create a sharp contrast between the appearance of the entire city and the place where Li Ming lives.
The milk-like white leaves swayed slightly in the wind. This made Li Ming finally understand that the reason why Baiye City is called Baiye City is not because of the interlaced white and yellow leaves in the neighborhood where he lives, which are full of dust and curled up.
The branches and leaves look like used toilet paper.
After continuing to drive for a while, the vehicle finally stopped in front of a two-story independent building.
After getting off the bus, Li Ming looked at the Japanese-style building in front of him and was really surprised.
I thought I would be dragged to some dark and cramped place, but I didn't expect that this place looked like a regular company.
"Ant Unsecured Financial Loan Company." Li Ming raised his head and squinted at the huge sign on the door in front of him, and then read out the handwriting on it.
