When I got home, I discussed this matter with my mother. It was not easy to convince my mother, as she always had this or that kind of worries. After my patient persuasion, my mother finally agreed to discuss this matter with my father. That night, a phone call came to the construction site. After listening to my story, my father was obviously silent for a long time before he said, "You have nothing to do at home anyway, so just help your mother." After hanging up the phone, I was so happy that I almost jumped up.
From the next day, I started to work on this matter. I first went to find Mao Xiaoqiang and asked him to go to the restaurant with me. I have to say that this guy is quite powerful in the farmers' market. In the end, he bought the restaurant at a very low price. Then I redecorated it, because I was going to sell spicy hot pot, and the layout of the restaurant must be different. I thought about it and called out some of my former junior high school classmates who were still sitting at home, such as Sun Dafei, Zhang Weining, and Jiang Zirui. More than ten of them came. They accompanied me to the building materials market to select materials and carry them. They worked harder than each other, and they all seemed to be possessed by model workers.
But these guys didn't even clean up the classroom before, and they didn't have a good relationship with me. I know that the problem is my current identity as a "slacker". If I didn't have this identity, who would look up to me? Even if I got into the city high school or university, they would only stab me in the back and say that I was just a nerd.
Sun Dafei's father was a decorator, so he learned a lot from his father. This time, he was the chief engineer of the restaurant's renovation, and he really worked hard, directing everyone to do this and that, and everything was completed within a week. During this period, my mother also learned the spicy hot pot technique, which was mainly the method of making the soup. The streets were full of franchise phone numbers, and this was very simple to learn. On the day the decoration was completed, Mao Xiaoqiang brought their four agricultural trade tyrants to come, and the leader was naturally Xiao Zhishan, who had previously scared us with a shotgun. I immediately shook Xiao Zhishan's hand enthusiastically and said, "Brother Shan, you can't leave. I'll set up a table for us to have a good meal tonight!" Because I had already dealt with Liu Yongqiang and others in the vegetable market of the Beiyuan Chemical Plant, it was almost easy and familiar to deal with Xiao Zhishan and others.
If it were in the past, I would never have dealt with these old bastards. It shows that I have walked this path step by step on my own.
The typical common point between Xiao Zhishan and Liu Yongqiang is that they have already determined that I am a very capable person, and once I show them enough respect, they will be very happy and give them face. At that moment, Xiao Zhishan also shook my hand and said, "Brother, I came here to support you today! You can't refuse to treat me!" Everyone laughed. This scene scared Sun Dafei and others, and they looked at me with more respect and admiration. It seems that Xiao Zhishan and his gang are indeed very famous in our Dongguan Town, but I used to be so focused on studying that I rarely asked about these things.
That night, I invited this large group of people to have a meal in a more luxurious hotel in Dongguan Town. While we were toasting each other, I asked Xiao Zhishan to help me with the food supply. The price was absolutely the lowest in Dongguan Town, and the food was guaranteed to be fresh and of good size. I was so happy that I immediately toasted Xiao Zhishan with three bowls of wine. But I was too happy too early, forgetting that there is no such thing as a free lunch. Halfway through the meal, Xiao Zhishan had to go to the toilet and asked me to go with him. We staggered out of the private room and came to the toilet. When I was flushing the toilet, Xiao Zhishan suddenly grabbed my arm. I was startled. What was this guy going to do? Did he have other perverted hobbies? Xiao Zhishan said, "Brother, I also want to ask you for a favor. You have to promise me."
I was dizzy from drinking, but still cautious and said, "You tell me first, it depends on what it is. If you want to replace the photo on Tiananmen Square with yours, I can't help you with that." In fact, I was just joking.
Xiao Zhishan said with a bitter face: "It's not that serious. Have you heard of this person called King Kong?"
I shook my head to show that I had never heard of it. Xiao Zhishan smiled and said, "You are from Beiyuan City, so you probably don't know much about the situation in our Dongguan Town. Da Jin Gang is a gangster who has been quite popular recently. He is only in his twenties, and it is the time for him to fight and rush forward like a tiger coming down from the mountain. I heard that he has been eyeing my farmer's market recently, and I am worried that I can't beat him with my old bones. I am not a child anymore, and I rely on this farmer's market to make a living. If someone else takes it away, ah..."
I smiled and said, "You have a double-barreled shotgun, don't you? Put it on his head and see what he dares to do."
Xiao Zhishan shook his head and said, "There are too many young people who are not afraid of death nowadays. He even said that he would stand in front of me and let me shoot him three times. If three shots did not kill him, he would kill me with an axe."
"Then just kill him!" I got a little angry when I heard this arrogant guy: "Just shoot him in the head and kill him, and then let Mao Xiaoqiang and the others take care of your wife and daughter. As long as we can keep the farmer's market, that's all."
"I...I..." Xiao Zhishan sighed. He had finished peeing but didn't even have his pants covered. He looked miserable. It's true that every family has its own problems. Xiao Zhishan, who was very successful in the farmers' market, also had this kind of unspeakable worry. He felt like an old wolf, struggling to guard the territory he was about to lose.
I understand. It seems that time has worn away his courage. Now, he just wants to live a down-to-earth life relying on the glory of his youth. It's not that he doesn't dare to lose, but he can't afford to lose. At this age, if he loses again, there will be no chance to get up. And King Kong is in his prime. There is nothing shameful about losing a fight with an old bastard like Xiao Zhishan. On the contrary, it will increase his reputation. In this business, reputation can definitely be used to make a living. Beauty, power, money...
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