Yuanjia Road is narrow

"Not doing business in your own store, but going upstairs to openly solicit customers." Shen Yingxun continued coldly: "Are you really using this as a vegetable market?"

The man was startled, and then quickly laughed, different from his almost instinctive reaction just now, with a bit of a smile on his face: "What's the matter? I just met an acquaintance..."

Shen Yingxun raised his voice impatiently: "He Teng, go do something."

He Teng responded.

Shen Yingxun didn't look at the man's reaction, turned and left.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of other merchants beside him, and some of them already showed happy expressions.

Not long after returning to the office, before Shen Yingxun's chair was warmed up, someone knocked on the door cautiously several times.

He paused and said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open a little, and it was the man poking his head out: "Brother."

Although he couldn't see the slightest displeasure in the other party, on the contrary he was smiling like a flower, but I don't know if there was a deviation in his impression of the other party. He always felt that there was a slickness on that pretty face that couldn't be concealed.

Shen Yingxun put down the document in his hand, and said with a little sarcasm: "It's pretty quick to get married."

The man was stunned for a moment, and smiled slightly: "Excuse me, you, what is your surname?"

Shen Yingxun simply threw out the word "Shen".

The man quickly took two steps forward, took out a crumpled business card from his pocket, handed it to him with both hands, and shouted politely: "Mr. Shen, this is my business card."

Seeing that Shen Yingxun picked it up, put it aside after a glance, he hurriedly continued: "I, my name is Qian Yan, that... is not the preface that doesn't match the preface, it's RMB money, Yan that prolongs life."

... This name is really a good thing.

Shen Yingxun thought about it and snorted coldly: "Oh."

The previous actions of the other party's business and the action of counting the money just came to mind. The appearance of being satisfied and greedy for money should be called Qianyan.

Seeing that Shen Yingxun didn't want to talk about the old days with him, Qian Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "No... look at what happened today, can you be more flexible? It's finally a weekend... I really don't want to disrupt the order of the mall, It won't happen next time, I promise you!"

"Okay, there's no need to talk nonsense." Shen Yingxun waved his hands impatiently: "Go back."

Qian Yan looked at his face, and finally didn't speak this time.

At noon, He Teng came to ask him to have dinner together. When he went downstairs, Shen Yingxun saw that the other party was looking at the elevator, and looked at himself hesitating to speak, so he simply asked, "Is Qian Yan's seat sealed?"

"Yes," He Teng asked carefully: "That... Mr. Shen, these two days... are you really not allowed to open the business?"

Shen Yingxun hummed.

He Teng pursed his lips, and stopped pleading.

The two walked out of the main entrance of the shopping mall side by side, intending to try out the newly opened restaurant in the back alley. When they passed by a roadside stall, they saw a familiar figure, buried in a bowl of cold rice noodles.

The weather was already cold, and the food didn't even have a trace of heat. The other party sniffed from time to time, and the hands holding the chopsticks seemed to tremble slightly.

"Qian Yan," He Teng greeted with familiarity: "Are you eating this again?"

"Yeah," Qian Yan raised his head and smiled at them, the white breath from his breath curled up in the air: "That's all there is to it, there's nothing you can do about it."

"It's okay to say that it's just a mouthful. Who doesn't know it's because of stinginess?"

Hearing He Teng muttering softly, Shen Yingxun asked: "How do you say?"

"He," He Teng pointed at the side of the road and raised his chin: "I eat this all year round, and I don't even want to eat a bowl of plain noodles. It's not because it's the cheapest. It's really stingy, and it's not that I can't make money."

Shen Yingxun frowned without a trace.

"However," He Teng seemed to hesitate before saying, "The punishment for Qian Yan's situation today is just criticism and education or a symbolic fine. He does business here, and he has to pay the mall every day. It’s a lot of money, it’s a bit heavy for you to seal off his business.”

Shen Yingxun had many words to refute him.

For example, high-sounding business rules, such as how can leaders' decisions be easily questioned, such as just killing chickens to scare monkeys has deep meaning.

In the end, he still acquiesced and said nothing.

He Teng didn't intercede for Qian Yan anymore.

For the protection of the other party, he thinks that he has done his best.

After dinner, He Teng went to patrol the venue by himself. When Shen Yingxun looked at the elevator from a distance, he saw that the seat was already empty.

Then I saw Qian Yan walking out from the inside with a bag on his back, walked a few steps and looked sideways.

When he was alone, his usual smile was gone, instead he was full of bewilderment and loss, making him look a little strange.

Shen Yingxun stopped in his tracks, inexplicably feeling that the other party was really pitiful at this time.

They took three days off and only came back today.The weekend is the time when the mall has the most people, presumably the other party should come to open with full of hope.

But because he recognized his inappropriate behavior, he easily made excuses to cut off his financial resources. Even He Teng, who has long been familiar with big and small things as a supervisor, was full of embarrassment when he mentioned this matter.

Did he... He did something a little too much.

After such a hesitation, Qian Yan had already come over and saw him, and took the initiative to say hello: "Brother... er, Mr. Shen."

Shen Yingxun didn't walk away because of a strange accident, but he didn't know what to say, so he had nothing to say: "Go back?"

Qian Yan greeted him and was about to leave, but stopped immediately upon hearing this.He didn't show any look of anticipation, on the contrary, because of this perfunctory greeting, he had an expression of surprise and joy, and replied with a bright smile: "Yeah, there's nothing to do anyway, just go home and rest."

Shen Yingxun looked at Qian Yan, who was in a completely different state from before, and could not see a trace of resentment, and felt even more uncomfortable for some reason.

This person, apart from being open-eyed and slick when he sees money, is also extremely hypocritical.