Chapter 18 You must have been born to be my nemesis

Shi Nianzhi walked a long way to a high-end shopping mall and borrowed paper and pen from a kind person.

He laid out the chickens and local specialties, squatted beside the flower bed, and looked at his goods.

A piece of paper was spread out in front of the goods, which read: Mountain village specialty, cheap for sale.

After a while, a tall man stood in front of him, took off his sunglasses, and asked, "Don't you have money for food?"

"I need to raise money for my travel expenses, do you want to buy it?"

The man sized Shi Nianzhi up, a hint of mockery in his eyes. He coaxed her, "You won't be able to sell anything here. They'll kick you out in a bit. I know a place where you can sell really well. How about I take you there?"

Shi Nianzhi shook his head.

Seeing that he was still quite wary, the other person smiled and said, "There's a bar called Drunken Life just across the street. It's frequented by rich people. Your ginseng, lingzhi, and this super nutritious old hen are in high demand there."

After saying that, he added, "I'm just giving you a suggestion; whether you go or not is up to you."

The man was wearing sunglasses and was walking away while typing on his phone with his head down.

This person's name is Jiang Kai, one of Lu Jiunian's bad friends.

He sent Lu Jiunian a WeChat message: "Are you going to a gathering later? At Zuisheng."

"What's up?"

"Oh, no, I just suddenly wanted to change my name recently. What do you think of Jiang Leifeng?"

Lu Jiunian did not reply.

Jiang Kai's lips were almost split to his ears as he typed rapidly.

Quite enigmatic: "You'll come back and tell me that this name is very good."

He looked up and walked to the security booth.

Jiang Kai played the bad guy again, asking, "Is it okay to set up stalls and sell things randomly here?"

The security guard looked displeased and quickly went over to shoo the person away.

"Pack your things and leave now. You can't sell anything here. If you do it again, we'll confiscate your things."

"Okay, right away."

Shi Nianzhi was chased away. His face turned a little red. He packed his things with his slender, white fingers, picked them up, and stood on the side of the road again.

He not only failed to sell the goods but also lost face. Boys his age are all concerned about their image, and his ears turned red.

Carrying the things, I walked forward.

He planned to try his luck at selling things at Zuisheng Restaurant. He just needed to raise enough money for the trip. As for his stomach, he didn't mind going hungry for a while.

This time, Shi Nianzhi was very clever and didn't take his goods to someone's front door to sell. He chose the roadside where the security guard wouldn't chase him away.

Then I squatted down under the streetlight and arranged the items.

He squatted there, hands on his knees, looking like Jiang Taigong fishing, waiting for the willing to take the bait.

Lu Jiunian didn't know what poison he had been poisoned by, but he saw him again from a great distance, squatting there and embarrassing him.

He's such a respectable person, yet his wife, listed on his marriage certificate, is squatting on the roadside selling herself!

Those who know him understand that he sells local specialties, but those who don't might think he's selling himself in front of a bar!

Lu Jiunian's temples throbbed with anger.

The driver pulled the car over to the side of the road, and Lu Jiunian got out of the car.

Shi Nianzhi looked up, glanced at Lu Jiunian, and quickly covered his face with his hands.

It's like being blinded by a leaf.

"What tricks are you playing?! What are you doing with all this?!"

Lu Jiunian grabbed Shi Nianzhi's wrist and lifted him up. Then, as if he was angry, he kicked the things that Shi Nianzhi had arranged, making a mess of them.

The old hen tied together was startled and flapped its wings, clucking as it pecked at Lu Jiunian's ankle.

Lu Jiunian stood there, his face instantly turning dark.

Shi Nianzhi lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper, "Gu Yuanyuan stole my fare home. I walked a long way, thinking of selling some things to raise some money to go home. You, you be gentle, my wrist hurts..."