The banquet ended, and Huang Hao was drunk.
Huang Mao gave Zheng Meifeng a service fee of fifty yuan.
Zheng Meifeng was so shocked by the news that she lost all interest in doing business and returned to her rented room with her bag.
Her best friend wasn't home, and she was feeling annoyed. She took out her lighter to light a cigarette, only to find the cigarette pack empty.
"Holy crap!" Zheng Meifeng threw the cigarette pack into the trash can, grabbed her bag, and went out.
She walked straight to the Brothers Tobacco and Liquor Store under the moonlight. It was 10:30 p.m. and only the Brothers Tobacco and Liquor Store was lit up.
"Brother Lei, get me a pack of cigarettes." Zheng Meifeng knocked lightly on the glass door.
Du Lei hurriedly stepped out from behind the counter, unlocked the U-lock, and said, "Sister Zheng, I was just about to go upstairs to sleep."
"Brother Lei," Zheng Meifeng said with a sly look upstairs, "how far have you and Sister Shishi gone? Have you had any intimate contact?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Du Lei's face flushed, and he hurriedly went to the counter to get a teacup.
A pinch of tea leaves in a glass, a cup of hot water poured in—this is Zheng Meifeng's standard service every time she enters the shop late at night, and it's free.
"Brother Lei, people look down on those of us in this line of work, and they openly and secretly call us sluts."
Zheng Meifeng took out a teacup to warm her hands and said with a wry smile, "Why do you and Brother Peng think so highly of us?"
Du Lei scratched his head and said, "I was influenced by Brother Peng. He never seems to look down on anyone and is always very polite to beggars."
“Yes, that’s the kind of person he is.” Zheng Meifeng took a sip of hot tea.
"I have a secret I want to tell Brother Peng. I want to go now. Take me to his house." Zheng Meifeng stared straight at Du Lei.
"No need to go to his house, hehe." Du Lei pressed the speakerphone button and dialed a string of numbers. "Brother Peng's house has a telephone installed."
"No, don't make the call," Zheng Meifeng said urgently.
Wang Peng's voice came through the phone.
"Brother Lei, you're still awake?"
"I was just about to go to sleep when Meifeng said she had something urgent to discuss with you and asked me to take her to your house."
"What's the emergency?"
"She's right next to me. I'll have her talk to you."
Du Lei pointed to the telephone, signaling Zheng Meifeng to speak.
“Brother Peng…” Zheng Meifeng didn’t know how to start the conversation, and she felt a little anxious.
Are you facing some difficulties? Do you need to borrow money?
"No, Brother Peng, I... I want to tell you in person."
"Okay, I'll drive to the store. Wait for me."
Beep, beep, the call was disconnected.
"Brother Peng is driving over?" Zheng Meifeng couldn't believe it.
"Mingzhu's wife went to visit relatives out of town, and he was bored at home alone. He even wanted to have a drink with me just now," Du Lei said with a smile.
"Hehe, I understand." Zheng Meifeng smiled lightly.
With my wife away from home, the risk of a woman entering the house in the middle of the night is quite high, as it could lead to gossip among the neighbors.
Suddenly, the lights in the hallway turned on, and Dong Shishi came downstairs wearing thick pajamas.
"Hello, Sister Shishi." Zheng Meifeng greeted her hurriedly.
"Hello," Dong Shishi said. "Du Lei, you have to deliver goods tomorrow, so you should get some sleep."
Dong Shishi yawned, turned around and went upstairs.
"What a wonderful girl, a top university graduate, beautiful, high-paid, loved by such a good man as Brother Peng, and so affectionate with Brother Lei. What if she were burned to death in a fire..." Zheng Meifeng's heart skipped a beat.
After finishing two cups of hot tea, the lights outside finally came on, and a Santana was parked on the side of the road.
Wang Peng got out of the car, strode into the shop, and handed a packet of tea to Du Lei.
"Sister Zheng, it's so late, what do you need me for?"
Zheng Meifeng gritted her teeth, turned around and locked the U-lock. "Brother Peng, Huang Hao is going to set your shop on fire."
"What?"
What did you say?
Wang Peng and Du Lei both widened their eyes.
"It's true." Zheng Meifeng lowered her voice and recounted the events in detail.
The two brothers became increasingly alarmed as they listened, their eyes widening in shock.
The shop was full of cigarettes and alcohol, and a whole room of flammable materials. If a fire broke out, everything would be ruined.
"Damn it!" Du Lei was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged.
It was almost Chinese New Year, and there were tens of thousands of yuan worth of cigarettes and alcohol stored upstairs. If they were burned, I would feel like dying.
"Brother Peng, let's call the police," Du Lei said through gritted teeth.
Wang Peng shook his head, saying that calling the police now would be useless.
Don't even mention Huang Hao threatening arson; even if he threatened to kill someone in the street, the police couldn't do anything about it, at most they would just give him a warning.
"What should we do? Are we just going to wait for him to set it on fire?" Du Lei was extremely anxious.
"It's not that bad." Wang Peng took out his wallet, gave Zheng Meifeng two hundred yuan, and smiled, "Thank you, Sister Zheng."
"No, I don't want your money. I didn't tell you for money." Zheng Meifeng hurriedly put her hands behind her back.
Wang Peng scratched his head, puzzled, and asked, "Sister Zheng, why is that?"
"Your shop is going to burn down. Where am I going to get free tea tonight?" Zheng Meifeng said with a smile as she picked up her teacup.
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng was completely dumbfounded.
It was just an ordinary sentence, but he felt it weighed a ton.
Providing Zheng Meifeng and her colleagues with free tea was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, and he even felt it was insignificant.
Anyway, hot water and cheap tea don't cost much, so the point is to attract more customers.
I never expected to have such a great harvest.
"So if I'm good to you, you'll be good to me too, right, Sister Zheng?"
"Of course."
"So please take these two hundred dollars, I must thank you."
"If you mention money again, I'll get angry with you. Just let me drink tea for free from now on."
Wang Peng scratched his head, realizing he couldn't even send the money away.
"Okay, you won't take the money, but you can't refuse to be taken home, right?"
"I can't refuse, I'd like to ride in a car too, haha."
"Come on, I'll be your private car driver today."
Wang Peng unlocked the U-lock, took out his key, walked to the car, and opened the rear door.
"Madam, please get in the car." Wang Peng bowed and used his arm to block the door frame to prevent Zheng Meifeng from bumping her head.
"Oh my, what a gentleman!" Zheng Meifeng swayed her hips as she got into the car.
Wang Peng started the car, and Zheng Meifeng gave directions. They soon arrived at her residence.
After she got out of the car, Wang Peng opened the trunk and took out a pack of cigarettes worth fifty yuan.
Zheng Meifeng stopped refusing and said softly, "Brother, you must keep your shop. I still want to drink free tea."
"Sister Meifeng, I'm telling you this very seriously, would you like to work at my shop?"
"I don't want it for now. I don't like being controlled by others."
"Alright, the doors of Brothers' Tobacco and Liquor Store are always open for you. Go back and rest."
Wang Peng shook hands with her.
A moment later, Zheng Meifeng returned home, and Wang Peng drove back to the tobacco and alcohol shop.
Du Lei was so anxious he was scratching his head, and Dong Shishi also looked very worried.
Upon seeing Wang Peng enter, they hurriedly asked, "Brother Peng, what should we do?"
"Don't rush," Wang Peng smiled slightly. "Let's move the goods upstairs first, and then we'll buy some accident insurance."
Du Lei shook his head immediately, "Let's call the police and have Director Feng send someone to monitor Huang Hao."
Wang Peng laughed and said, "We definitely need to call the police, but we can't rush it."
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