Six hundred and nineteenth chapter soiled clothes claim three thousand
After leaving Director Zhang's shooting location, Liang Fei was bored and went around with the tourists.
The current season is at the turn of autumn and winter, and the weather is a little cool, but it does not dampen people's enthusiasm for playing.
Liang Fei looked along and saw tourists in groups, with their families and their families, having fun or taking photos at various scenic spots. The entire film and television base was very lively with people coming and going.
When he was an apprentice at Wu Liang Clinic, Liang Fei had no money to buy tickets to play. When he would have money later, time would not allow it.
Now that he saw the majestic buildings and beautiful scenery everywhere, Liang Fei felt filled with emotion. He unconsciously took out his mobile phone, took some videos and photos, and sent them to his circle of friends to show off.
Liang Fei was filming vigorously when he suddenly saw a tourist attraction in front of him, which was crowded with people. From time to time, there were shouts and scoldings coming from inside, and the crowd of onlookers were talking about what they were discussing.
Liang Fei was already very curious, but how could he restrain himself when he saw this scene? He quickly got into the crowd and wanted to see what was going on.
Among the crowd, two young men, a man and a woman, were holding on to an elderly worker who was cleaning garbage.
"Damn it, you old man, do you know how expensive the clothes I'm wearing are? Now that they've been stained by you, tell me, how should this be calculated?"
Although the young man and woman looked both elegant and refined on the surface, their behavior was really disgusting. Not only were they full of swear words, the man even fiercely pulled the old man's collar and pointed at himself.
His pants were a little dirty, and he cursed fiercely.
"I'm sorry, young man, I wasn't paying attention for a moment. The garbage truck just hit you. I'll wipe it up for you right now."
The old man was about sixty years old, short in stature, and with a hunched back. When the young man grabbed him like this, his face turned pale with fright. He quickly stretched out his trembling hand to wipe the stains on the young man's trousers.
"Wipe your mother, look how dirty your hands are, old man, do you think my clothes are not dirty enough?"
As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, the young man pushed his hand aside in disgust, and at the same time shouted fiercely at the old man: "I don't care, you soiled my clothes today, you have to pay. If you dare not to pay,
Be careful I break your old bones."
"Yes, pay for it. Let this bastard pay for it. Mr. Hua, your clothes are already worth a lot of money. He is so blind that he dares to step forward and touch them casually."
The young man was talking enthusiastically, and the young woman followed suit and joined in flatteringly.
"You two young people, this is really too much. The old man bumped into you accidentally. He just apologized to you and wiped it clean. Why do you keep asking others to pay for it?"
"Yes, yes, you two are really unreasonable. The old man just rubbed some mud on your pants and washed them after you went back. How can you be so unreasonable?"
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The arrogance of the young men and women aroused dissatisfaction among the onlookers. A few older ones could not help their anger and stood up to criticize.
"What did you say? What did you bastards say?"
While everyone was chatting, the young woman turned her cold face, glared at them and cursed: "I see that you are all talking standing up and it doesn't hurt your back. Just wash it and it will be clean? You have eyes?"
Did you see clearly what brand of pants Mr. Hua is wearing? Do you know how much they are worth? Are you just talking nonsense here?"
At first glance, this woman was a snobbish woman who would do anything for money. While drinking at everyone, she said with her hands on her hips: "I can tell you, Hua Shao is wearing designs by international famous designers, and these pants alone are worth a lot."
It costs tens of thousands. It cannot be cleaned directly with water, but it must be sent to a dry cleaner to be cleaned with a special nanometer scavenger. One wash will cost a hundred yuan. Do you think this can prevent this old thing from compensating?"
The crowd of onlookers just stood around and made some sarcastic remarks. After hearing what the young woman said, everyone immediately fell silent, and no one dared to say another word.
Although everyone felt sorry for the poor old man, the man and woman didn't seem to have a good relationship. It would be better to do less than to do more. We were originally here to relax, but we didn't want to get into trouble or make ourselves uncomfortable.
"Old man, don't scratch the mark, tell me quickly, will you pay for it or not?"
Seeing that everyone was shocked, Mr. Hua became even more complacent and shouted arrogantly at the old man.
Originally, the old sanitation man felt a little relieved when he saw someone speaking for him, but now that he saw that even those few enthusiastic people had stopped, the old man's expression suddenly became gloomy.
"I'll make it up...young man, can't I make it up to you?"
The old man's thin body couldn't help but tremble, and finally he couldn't stand Hua Shao's power. As he spoke, he reached into his arms tremblingly, took out a wrinkled money bag, and then took out a stack of money.
The bag also contained crumpled banknotes.
Most of these banknotes were five yuan and ten yuan, and there were even some one and fifty cent coins. The total amount was probably less than one hundred yuan.
However, even this amount of money, which is less than one hundred, is all the old man's property. The old man lowered his head and was counting the money little by little, but Hua Shao's face immediately darkened, and he reached out and knocked the old man down.
With the money bag in his hand, he pushed him again and yelled fiercely: "You old fool, what are you pretending to do with me? You only have so little money, you have to pay your mother!"
"Young man, didn't your wife just say that dry-cleaning clothes costs 100 yuan? I still have about 100 yuan in this bag. I will pay it all to you. Can you just let me go?"
The old man took a few steps back and almost fell down. After he stabilized his body, he said with an aggrieved face.
"One hundred yuan? Your mother forced you to do it. Do you think you are sending a beggar to do it?"
But Hua Shao ignored him and once again pointed his finger at the old man and shouted: "You old man, remember this for me. I am in a good mood today, so I will let you pay less. Take three thousand yuan and leave quickly, or else
, I will let you know right away what life is worse than death!"
"What...three thousand?"
When the old man heard the price quoted by Hua Shao, he was so shocked that he sat down on the ground and begged with a sad face: "Young man, just do it. You see, I'm just a sweeper, and my monthly salary is only five hundred yuan.
If you ask me to pay three thousand yuan, even if you dismantle my old bones and sell them, I still can't afford the compensation!"
"Can't afford to pay? Humph, I will help you and tear all your old bones apart!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Hua sneered and came forward to beat the old man.
"You young man, this is just too much bullying. How could you bully an old man like this?"
At this time, a middle-aged uncle couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward to avenge the old man's injustice again and said: "You said your clothes are expensive, and the old man just paid you 100 yuan to do the laundry. Why did you ask someone to pay you 3,000 yuan?"
, you are blackmailing!”
"Yes, you are indeed going too far! Do you think this old man can afford to pay three thousand? It's better to just forget it, why bother him."
Seeing someone coming forward, some people with a sense of justice in the crowd also started talking.
"What are you making a fuss about? Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like this! Shut the fuck up!"
Although everyone was making a lot of noise, Mr. Hua was not afraid of the public's anger at all. He glared at everyone, waved his hands, and shouted loudly with anger.
"You ** people, please keep your eyes open for me. This is the third young master of the Hua family in the provincial capital."
When everyone was stared at by Mr. Hua with such a fierce look, they all felt frightened. The snobbish girl next to Mr. Hua even yelled at the crowd in a feigned way: "The Hua family is the leader in both the political and business circles of the provincial capital.
The Hua family is famous, and the Hua family has more money than the richest man in the city. How dare you offend me? Get out of here, all you sensible people, don’t make Mr. Hua angry, and make you all miserable." (To be continued)