Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Chen Xueru didn't want to tell her private affairs to someone she just met, but for some reason she had a good impression of Zhao Shanhe, so she hesitated for a moment and said.

"The manager of my store took all my money. I went to him to ask for it back but he refused to give it back and even said mean things to me. This is what I am worried about."

Zhao Shanhe knew that the other party was not telling the truth. Many of the business between the other party and Elena could not be made public. Liao Yucheng was fearless because he knew this. However, these things that were difficult for others were the easiest for him.

According to the development in the TV series, it should be Fan Jinyou who helped Chen Xueru in the end, but this time he has Zhao Shanhe's help, so Fan Jinyou should just do what he should do.

"Okay, I know about this. Leave it to me. Give me a day and I'll help you deal with that manager."

After saying this, Zhao Shanhe smiled and turned to leave, which made Chen Xueru stunned for a moment. After watching him go far away, she chased him to the door and shouted.

"I haven't told you the other person's name yet. Why did you leave?"

Zhao Shanhe was about to slap himself in the face at this moment. Everything about this B pretended to be perfect, but it was ruined by this broken bicycle. Fortunately, he had an idea and pretended to walk here while replying.

"I can find out myself. You don't have to worry about anything."

He walked a long way out before he dared to look back to see if Chen Xueru had returned. Seeing that she had already returned to the store, he gave a dime and the car keys to a passerby nearby, asking him to help him push the car from the store door.

Passersby thought he was a car thief. If he didn't have the keys and work ID, he would probably have ended up in police custody.

He rode this broken bike straight to Pigeon City and swore that he must buy a bicycle today and never appear in such an embarrassing situation again.

I went to Pigeon City to find my sixth brother. I didn't have the courage to tell him about the embarrassing thing, so I just said that the bike in the factory was uncomfortable to ride and I wanted to buy a new one.

Bicycle tickets may be difficult to get for others, but for Qiao Laoliu it is not worth mentioning. He directly took out one permanent ticket and one Phoenix ticket.

"Which one do you want, bro? The Phoenix one is better, but it's 30 bucks more expensive than the permanent one. Of course, that's not a big deal for you."

Zhao Shanhe took the Phoenix bicycle ticket and went to the department store. He paid directly for the bicycle at the bicycle counter. It was really not cheap, 195 yuan not including the ticket. His lightning speed in buying the bicycle made the salesperson stunned, because which other person who came to buy a bicycle didn't make two or three trips?

I went to the police station to get the license plate, paid the money, and got the license, then went back to find Qiao Laoliu. I was so focused on buying a bicycle that I forgot about the important business.

Qiao Laoliu was still squatting at the entrance of the alley in Pigeon City. He saw Zhao Shanhe coming back on a new bike and said.

"What's up, brother? Are you here to show off? I'm telling you, I'm not bragging. If I want to, I can ride this new bike every day for a month. Do you believe it?"

"Let me tell you, Sixth Brother wants to ride a new bike for not just a month, but even every day for a year."

After such a long period of contact, Zhao Shanhe also knew how to communicate with this group of people, and he started the conversation directly with a witty remark.

"Get lost, you're making fun of your sixth brother. Tell me, what's the matter with you coming back again?"

Zhao Shanhe thought for a moment before organizing his words and speaking.

"I have a friend who owns a silk shop. Recently, the manager of her shop ran away with all the money. My friend is not convenient to call the police, so she came to me for help. Sixth brother, can you give me some advice on what is the best way to deal with this matter?"

Qiao Laoliu rubbed his teeth, looked at Zhao Shanhe and asked.

"That friend of yours is a girl, right?"

"Oh yes, Sixth Brother, do you know?"

Qiao Laoliu didn't answer him, but looked at Zhao Shanhe and asked another question.

"She should be pretty, right?"

Zhao Shanhe was a little confused. Why did the Sixth Brother ask such nonsense questions? But he still nodded and answered.

"Yes, she is very pretty."

Qiao Laoliu said to Zhao Shanhe with a chuckle.

"Brother, ever since you came to my place to buy things, trade tickets, and solicit business, you have never been as flamboyant as you are today, with leather shoes and a new car.

And this is the first time you asked me for help. You have no shortage of money or tickets, you have a stable job, and you have two rooms at home. As the saying goes, a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. I really can't think of anything else you could need except for a beautiful woman asking you for help."

Zhao Shanhe saw that Qiao Laoliu saw through him clearly and could only smile awkwardly.

"Sixth brother, you are joking. I do have a target, but we just met and I don't know what she thinks of me. It just so happens that she has something bothering her, so I took the opportunity to take over the matter.

I thought if I could help get things done, at least I would have an excuse to contact the other party, right?"

Qiao Laoliu has no curiosity about the person Zhao Shanhe likes. He is a ticket seller and not a love expert. However, the other party is now his biggest source of money. He cares a lot about making Zhao Shanhe owe him a favor through this matter. Of course, from another perspective, it can also be said that it allows Zhao Shanhe to further deepen their bond with him.

"Brother, tell me, who do you want to investigate? In this area of ​​​​Sijiu City, we, the ticket sellers in Pigeon City, are not much worse than the police if we want to investigate someone. Just provide a name and work unit, and we can help you get the job done."

"Liao Yucheng, the official manager of Xueru Silk Shop in Daqianmen. I need to know where he lives and who is at home. I don't need anything else. I can handle it myself."

After eating the corn from the small world for such a long time, Zhao Shanhe's physique has grown rapidly, and his strength and speed are close to that of a pillar. He doesn't believe that he can't even beat a middle-aged man. In his previous life, he worked his way from school to society, and practiced authentic martial arts for fighting in the underworld - Turtle Fist.

It is said that a random punch can kill a master, and this boxing style is what they are referring to. The characteristic of this boxing style is that no moves are better than moves. When punching, even the user does not know where the next target will be. Of course, it may also be that the target is wherever the punch hits. It is a disabling skill used in real street fights, school bullying, concert ticket grabbing, stall grabbing in the vegetable market and other melees.

Zhao Shanhe agreed with Qiao Laoliu to come to see him at 9 o'clock in the evening, so he rode his bike back to the courtyard. He was only thinking about Chen Xueru and forgot about the beasts living in the courtyard, but he couldn't bear to see anyone buying a new bicycle.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered the yard, I was seen by the third uncle and his family.

"Shanhe, my old classmate, your new car is so cool, you have to let me ride it for a few laps, otherwise I will stay at your house today."

"Shanhe, is this the new car you bought? It's a Phoenix 195-inch model. The department store sells it for yuan. What the third uncle said is correct, right?"