Zhou Zichen and Xiaohua got on the train to Songcheng. The purpose of Zhou Zichen's trip this time was not official, but for Xiaohua, to find out Xiaohua's life experience and find the two traffickers who murdered Xiaohua's younger brother.
"Hello, here's a newspaper." Zhou Zichen bought a business class seat for the simple reason that it is quieter here.
Xiaohua sat quietly next to Zhou Zichen, looking out the window, not knowing what she was thinking. Zhou Zichen was bored and asked the flight attendant for a newspaper. Anyway, it was idle, and it was okay to care about national affairs.
Wrong.
"Where did you come from? Brother, I bought these clothes for 78,000 yuan. Can you afford to pay for them if they are stained?" Zhou Zichen was looking at Qi Qi. The newspaper was from today and happened to have a report about Sun Youwei, but he heard
There was a loud noise from behind.
Zhou Zichen looked around and saw a young man dressed a little plainly. He somehow managed to get to the business class. Of course, he could not be ruled out as a rich man, but he just kept a low profile.
"I..." The young man looks quite good, but he is dressed more plainly. With a little dressing up, he can definitely debut as a star.
"What are you doing? Do you know what brand this is? Do you know that this is crown grade mink imported from Denmark? If you miss a hair, I will whip you!" The man who spoke was bald, and people said that love comes from the heart.
This sentence is indeed true, this man does not look like a good person, and his mouth is so vicious.
"I, I didn't mean it!" The young man was about to cry. He was obviously doing good things, so why did he let this person misunderstand him?
Only then did Zhou Zichen realize that the man in mink fur had a lot of cash in his pocket, and the man next to him looked obviously panicked. He probably wanted to steal the money while he was sleeping, but the young man gave him a
Came across.
Zhou Zichen knew what was going on just by looking at the situation. The young man didn't dare to say it directly, but the bald head was so vicious, could it be that he wanted the young man to bite his ears with the bald head?
"You didn't do it on purpose? Look at your hands, how black they are? With such a deep callus, are you moving bricks or cement?" The bald man became more enthusiastic when he heard what the young man said, and glanced at him
hand, thinking it must be just a migrant worker.
But Zhou Zichen saw something different. Although the young man's hands were a little darker, the calluses were unusually thick, and it didn't look like they could be moved out with bricks.
"I...I am practicing Iron Palm..." The young man replied timidly. Zhou Zichen was speechless. He couldn't even hear such obvious ridicule. Why do you really think people care about you?
"Huh? Tell me again, what do you do?" The bald head had a funny expression on his face, and then said: "Iron Sand Palm? Everyone has listened. This is Iron Sand Palm. Which generation are you?
When do you plan to unify the martial arts world? Hahaha..."
After the bald man said it, he couldn't help it anymore and burst into laughter. The rest of the people who heard it couldn't help laughing either. Zhou Zichen couldn't bear to see it. The young man was just being more sincere, so he was laughed out.
Are these people so bullying?
"What's the fuss about? Are you annoyed?" Before Zhou Zichen could speak, Xiao Hua on the side spoke directly, and a cold voice came out, and everyone was stunned for a moment.
"Who the hell are you? How do you have the right to speak?" The expression on the bald head's face changed instantly, and he asked displeasedly.
"If you can't keep quiet, get out of here. What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Zichen also spoke. He knew that Xiaohua was not good at quarreling. Wouldn't he be at a disadvantage if he started to quarrel with others?
"Who the hell are you? Is this your woman? If you want to help a woman, you have to show your own strength, bastard!" The bald man couldn't help it anymore and stood up and walked towards Zhou Zichen.
Zhou Zichen shook the newspaper in his hand and read the news carefully, completely ignoring the bald man's actions.
"Hey! Stand up! Wasn't it pretty powerful just now?" The bald man reached out and grabbed Zhou Zichen's collar. He stretched out his hand to lift it, but found that he couldn't pull Zhou Zichen at all.
Just kidding, if Zhou Zichen could be easily pulled up by him, why would he be called Zhou Zichen?
"You have three seconds to get out of here, or I will call the police." Zhou Zichen said calmly while flipping through the newspaper. Xiaohua glanced coldly at the side. Although she did not speak, there was a warning in her eyes.
It's already very rich.
"Let them go!" But what Zhou Zichen didn't expect was that the young man actually stood up and took the initiative to speak for them.
"What the hell!" Baldhead touched his smooth head and continued: "You are all so smart, right? You still dare to speak to them, right? Come here, come here!"
The bald man stretched out his hand and tugged at the young man. He really felt that he had gone out today without reading the almanac. He was just like usual. Why were so many people targeting him?
"Pah!" The bald head slapped the young man in the face and shouted, "I let them go, what do you want?"
The young man was severely beaten by this slap, but the strange thing was that except for his face, which shook a little, the rest of his body remained motionless.
"Okay, okay, everyone is here to go out, don't talk about this." The man sitting next to the bald head quickly came out to smooth things over. If Zhou Zichen hadn't seen the panic he looked like before, he would have thought he was just like this.
Woolen cloth.
He stood up to mediate because he was afraid that the young man would tell him about the money he had just stolen. If not, how could he stand up and speak? Although he looked quite honest, his eyes showed that he was not a good person.
"Okay, let him apologize to me for touching my clothes. Do you know how much those clothes cost? That's -" The bald head still looked reluctant, but Zhou Zichen interrupted him before he could finish his words.
.
"Okay, don't show off your fake mink. Hang it on the net and put it on the street stall together and see if there is any difference?" Zhou Zichen directly spoke sarcastically. What else does this bald mink say about imported crown quality?
Made in Denmark? It was obviously bought at a night market for a few hundred dollars, just to show off.
"What did you say?!" When the bald man heard this, he was unwilling again. He let go of the young man in his hand, returned to Zhou Zichen, pointed at Zhou Zichen's nose and asked.
"I said your clothes are just street stall goods. Why, you don't accept it?" Zhou Zichen put down the newspaper in his hand and stared into the bald head's eyes.
"You told me that the mink skin I bought for 78,000 yuan is from a street stall? Are you stupid or am I stupid?" The bald head looked at Zhou Zichen funny. He really spent 78,000 yuan to buy it. Of course it was not.
It's not a famous brand store, it's just an ordinary store.
"Of course you are stupid for asking this question." Zhou Zichen said a little speechlessly. Even if he was wrong, he couldn't say he was stupid.
"You are deliberately trying to get in trouble with me, aren't you?" Baldhead glared at Zhou Zichen and said, having just slapped the young man, making him feel awesome again.
"Are you stupid? Do you believe in mink made of this kind of material? Real mink at least has soft fur, is warm to the touch, and is extremely unlikely to shed hair. Have you ever seen a mink with hair loss like humans?
?" Zhou Zichen didn't bother to answer him and told him what he knew about the situation on weekdays.
"Look at this one of yours. It feels like plastic. Look at the bottom board. It's so hard that you can just take it out and smash walnuts. Believe me, it's absolutely artificial leather." Zhou Zichen reached out and touched the mink on his bald head.
I pulled the leather twice more, and the sound was like folding cardboard. It was definitely a fake.
The bald man stared at Zhou Zichen, but did not say anything for a long time. Zhou Zichen was pretending to be too real, and he didn't know whether he should believe Zhou Zichen or not.
The main reason is that he knew where he bought it from. He bought it from a place where there was an event. It was said that the original price was more than 100,000, but now it only costs 78,000. Baldhead bought it on a whim, but now he heard it was fake.
Yes, I couldn’t sit still immediately.
"What are you talking about? I really think you understand? The most important thing is that the clothes are comfortable, do you understand?" How could a bald man admit in front of so many people that the clothes he bought were fake? Then people wouldn't say he was a fool?
Spending 78,000 to buy artificial leather? Isn’t that stupid?
After Zhou Zichen heard what this man said, he didn't bother to pay any attention to it. He picked up the newspaper again, but the bald man couldn't just let it go. He looked like he was going to cause trouble for Zhou Zichen just now. Why didn't Zhou Zichen pay attention to him?
"Hey!" Baldhead called Zhou Zichen again.
"Are you annoyed? Don't you think you are just like a clown?" Zhou Zichen gave the bald head a cold look. He had no obligation to avenge the young man who was beaten, but the bald head was really annoying, even if he was
No matter how good-tempered he is, he can't help but talk about him.
"Also, did I tell you? If you keep talking nonsense, I will call the police?" Zhou Zichen looked at the young man, and the young man also saw the look in Zhou Zichen's eyes.
But the young man didn't know whether he ignored Zhou Zichen's meaning or something, he just shook his head lightly and sat back directly.
Zhou Zichen sighed, there was only so much he could do. Since they didn't want to solve it, why did he insist on forcing them to find the police?
With his bald face covered in bruises and red spots, he stood there for a long time, and finally sat back down without saying a word.
In the past, he had to argue with Zhou Zichen to the end, but just now he had felt that Zhou Zichen might not be a simple person. In addition, Zhou Zichen might call the police. He didn't want to be blacklisted in the future.
You can no longer take the high-speed train.
This matter was soon forgotten by everyone. It was just a small episode during the journey, and no one cared about these things at all.
Zhou Zichen stretched out and took a look at the time. It was only halfway through.
"Would you like something to eat?" Zhou Zichen glanced at Xiaohua, who was still staring out the window in trance.
"Yeah." Xiaohua responded. It's true that girls are foodies, and Xiaohua is no exception.
Moreover, Wang Ziqi specially bought the food based on what the two of them liked to eat. It can be said that she was very considerate and took care of the two of them like an old lady.