Lin Anshu is an ordinary, lowly office worker. The competition in the company is intense, and the boss loves to fine employees and make empty promises. After working diligently for a whole year, sh...
Who would have thought that they would be bumped into by a group of police officers who came to buy groceries?
Oh, that's terrible.
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After leaving the market in a hurry, Chen Jianping rubbed the back of his head as he walked toward the supermarket next door.
I'm so angry, I'm really so angry at him.
It's one thing for those elderly folks to be talkative, but why are they all so bursting with a sense of justice?
He had already apologized, so why did those people throw unknown things at him while he was just turning to leave?
Luckily, it hit him on the head.
Ouch, that really hurt!
When he arrived at the supermarket, he could only buy bok choy.
Perhaps because it was afternoon, the bok choy in the supermarket didn't look very fresh.
But the price is quite cheap.
It costs only 5.99 yuan per jin (500g).
He simply bought two jin (1 kg).
After browsing around, he bought some potatoes, green peppers, mushrooms, lamb chops, pork belly, chives, scallions, and garlic.
As soon as I got home, my wife asked me something.
"You're back? How did it go? Did you find that vegetable stall?"
"Is it particularly crowded?"
"Hmm." Chen Jianping mumbled an "hmm" and placed the groceries he had bought on the coffee table.
"These vegetables don't look fresh or juicy, old man. You didn't buy them from a young girl, did you?"
"Oh dear, didn't I already tell you to buy from her? Her food is delicious."
"You yourself said that the vegetables at her house are all organic, which is good for your health."
"Why did I buy this?"
Chen Jianping, who was filled with anger and grievances, couldn't help but speak up.
Do you think I didn't go to queue?
"The young girl looked down on me and didn't want to sell to me, what could I do?"
"This is it. Eat it if you want, or don't if you don't."
"Why would I dislike you? That girl seemed very easy to talk to," the old woman said, puzzled.
"She is the owner of the shop I posted on my WeChat Moments. She said she will not sell me anything from her shop anymore."
Chen Jianping spoke in a muffled voice.
"What? This...this..."
“Chen Jianping, I told you before that what you did was wrong, and I told you to delete it, but you insisted on arguing with me. Now look what happened…”
"Someone like you deserves to be disliked..."