Chapter 132: Shallow Pond with Many Turtles
Zhao Xiaojing immediately let go when she heard that.
In fact, she just captured him subconsciously, and by the end she had forgotten the existence of this person.
After being released by Zhao Xiaojing, the man did not dare to do anything else. He quickly ran behind the police and only then dared to glare at Zhao Xiaojing and her group fiercely.
"Who called the police?"
"It's me, it's me. I called the police." Su Yuchen hurriedly ran out from the back and began to tell the cause and process of the incident to the recorder.
After questioning Su Yuchen, the police questioned the stall owner and Zhao Xiaojing separately. Finally, they watched the video and briefly asked a few students, and the whole picture of the matter became clear.
"You're quite arrogant. You breached the contract and yet you still dare to take action? You took action and were counterattacked, and then you still yelled at us?" After the police understood what happened, the situation became one-sided, and they frowned and asked the stall owner.
"Comrade police officer, that's not how it works. I had no other choice. Everyone in this world has difficult times, and at times like these, relatives should step forward and help each other. No one else can be counted on. You can't just let me watch someone die without helping, right? I'm not that kind of person. If I can help, of course I will. This is the blood-thicker-than-water kinship, it's a moral obligation, don't you agree? If I don't help him today, who else can?"
You can't just expect God to drop money on you, right? Money comes easily to anyone. These are all small businesses, and I'm just trying to make things easier for them so they can earn their hard-earned money. I'm not..."
"Stop!" The policeman interrupted the stall owner's endless chatter.
The police had already experienced the stall owner's longwinded, non-sensical nature during their earlier questioning, and now they felt it was a waste of time to listen again. "It's your business to help your relative. They signed a contract with you and paid you money, so you should return the money! Are you using their stall fees to help your relative? Is he your relative or someone else's?"
"Then I'm thinking about them, right? Look, their business is so prosperous, and so many students are eating here. They definitely don't want to give up, right? I can understand that. No one wants to be shut down midway through their business, not to mention that the line is so long, one stall is barely enough for them. If they could open a few more stalls, the business would definitely be even better, right? It's not easy to make money these days. I wouldn't even give up after working so hard to learn a skill! I feel so sorry for them! Besides, the stall fee is so cheap, it's definitely the best thing for them..."
"Stop! What do you want to do? You chase people away and pretend to be considerate of others. What do you mean?" The police raised his eyebrows and looked at the stall owner, interrupting again.
"I'm warning you, don't think the police are easy to fool. If you tell a bunch of nonsense, maliciously waste police resources, and disrupt public order, we have the right to punish you!" Another policeman sternly educated the stall owner, staring at him fiercely.
"I, I..." The stall owner suddenly shrank back like a rooster with its neck pinched, rolled his eyes and didn't say anything for a long time.
"Why does it sound like he wants to rent other stalls to us? And more than one?" Zhao Xiaojing whispered to Su Yuchen.
"Ah?... No wonder he keeps repeating these nonsense!" Su Yuchen was stunned, and looked at Zhao Xiaojing and understood something.
"Isn't it enough to just give them the money? You are helping your relative, and he is not staying away. Are you waiting for others to pay the stall fee so that your relative can set up a stall?" the police asked again.
"No, no, relatives... I'll just leave one for them..." the owner murmured.
"So you're going to rent this stall out to someone else, and you're just teasing us for no reason?"
"No, no!" the owner waved his hands repeatedly.
"What is that!" the policeman asked.
“…” The stall owner looked up and looked around without saying a word.
"If you can't figure it out now, you can go to the police station with us!" The police said impatiently when they saw the stall owner was hesitating and not saying anything.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Take him away! Lock him up for a few days and see if he will tell anything!" A policeman next to him deliberately shouted loudly to scare him.
"Speak! Speak... Let's speak somewhere else..." The owner hesitated, and the 1.80-meter-tall man tried to act coy. The few of them had no choice but to go to the police station together.
As soon as he arrived at the police station, the stall owner started complaining again, but this time he had a different version of the complaint.
He said that it was not easy for him to manage the land here. The vendors always failed to pay the rent on time. After paying, they would say they did not want to set up their stalls anymore and asked him to return the rent and deposit. After that, they would just leave. However, it would take him a long time to find a new tenant. He said that it was so hard for him.
It was not until the police interrupted and threatened him twice that the stall owner returned to the current issue.
He said that yesterday and the day before yesterday, more than a dozen vendors came to him one after another and asked him to take back Zhao Xiaojing and her colleagues' stalls, otherwise all other vendors would give up their leases. Not only would they not set up stalls here, but they would also advertise everywhere to prevent other vendors from setting up stalls here, leaving him with no rent to collect.
The root of the matter was finally uncovered, and Zhao Xiaojing suddenly felt that she had wasted her entire afternoon.
"We fully agree to take back the stall. We will be refunded the six-month rent and deposit we paid, and compensated for one month's stall fee as liquidated damages according to the contract.
"I told you this from the beginning. It's you who insisted on pestering me, wasting everyone's time. Don't the police have anything else to do? Don't we have anything else to do? We're all just messing around with you! Couldn't you have just paid the money earlier?!" Su Yuchen angrily shouted at the stall owner.
"We don't care who is threatening you or who wants us to leave. It has nothing to do with us. We gave you our money and the stall is yours. Now you have to pay us and we're leaving."
"Also, not only what she just mentioned, but also our lost wages and mental damages today! We wasted our entire lunch with you, and all the unsold food we had at noon had to be thrown away, and we couldn't stock up our other night market stall either. Please compensate us for all of this!" Zhao Xiaojing said with a sullen face.
"Yes! They have already agreed to it. You just need to pay the money and it will be over. What's there to be nagging about?" The police were also very dissatisfied.
"No, no, no, comrade police officer, calm down, two beauties. I'm just worried that you won't be able to do business. After all, you've just started your stall here, and your customer base is so stable..." The stall owner wanted to talk about something else, but when he saw the two people opposite and the police staring at him with death stares, he quickly shut up and got to the point.
"I'm just trying to help you guys. If you're willing to raise the stall fee and rent a few more stalls, I'll take a small loss and let them go...
Or if you're willing to contract the land under the greenhouse, I can rent all the stalls to you and charge you the original price!"
The stall owner said hurriedly.
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