The richest man really has no money

The housekeeper, Fang Bo, was an old gentleman hired by Pei Qi'an's mother when he was studying abroad.

Because the remuneration offered by the Pei family was too generous, and he was reluctant to part with such an interesting employer as Pei Qi'an, when Pei Qi'an finished his studies and returned to China, Fang Bo also followed him back.

At that time, he never imagined that one day he would take off his suit and go to this kind of place that did not fit his status as a gentleman, and set up a stall with the works of top Italian fashion designers worth millions. a few days.

——Pei Qi'an has the memory of a goldfish. He forgets things as soon as they are ordered. If he hadn't suddenly reflected on himself yesterday and remembered the incident at the financier's party, he probably wouldn't have remembered the old housekeeper who was suffering in the cold wind.

The most shocking thing is not this.

Fang Bo was on standby at the night market these days, and many people visited his booth. Among them, they pointed to the clothes and asked him, "Which brand is this imitation? Brioni or Armani? Why doesn't it even have a logo?" Who would know that I'm wearing a famous brand when I wear it?"

Fang Bo: "..."

Pooh!You just imitate it!

These clothes are much more advanced than those brands you mentioned!Money can't even buy it!

A fool who has never seen the world!

Uncle Fang was so angry that he did not curse because he had cultivated himself well enough, but he also really felt that he was out of place in this night market, and coming to set up a stall every night was like being tortured, which was extremely painful.

It is simply not that he was really asked to come here to do business, and it is impossible to sell these clothes to others. Fang Bo was asked similar questions several times, and he simply turned black and ignored them. Even if someone came to ask the price, he would He will be dismissed without hesitation.

After coming and going, within a few days, everyone in the night market knew that the owner of the men's clothing stall in the corner set up a stall but no one came to sell it, and he had a very bad temper.

Doing business pays attention to harmony and making money, Fang Bo thought, in this way, no one will come to make trouble anymore, right?

But the people in this night market are strange. Hearing what other stall owners said, the number of people who come to his stall to watch the excitement every day is only increasing, and the number of people who come to ask prices is actually more than before.

It was different from those people before, these people came here because of the weird temper of the stall owner, no matter how long Uncle Fang stretched his face, he couldn't scare them away.

If he can't run away in fear or drive him away, Fang Bo still has to wait for the elders and young men to come to find him, and he can't turn around and close the stall and leave. There is nothing he can do about them.

The most irritating thing is that these onlookers not only come to see it by themselves, but also invite their friends, classmates, colleagues, and family members to come together.Some of them even called Internet celebrities. After the live broadcast, the remote night market, which was originally sparsely populated, became the busiest existence in the nearby urban area.

Fang Bo is also affectionately called "Internet celebrity stall owner" by netizens.

This made Fang Bo very angry.

Young people don't talk about martial arts, what kind of "net celebrity stall owner"?He is obviously a housekeeper!

The housekeeper hired by the high salary ran out to set up a stall, and he became an Internet celebrity because of his bad temper.If the husband and wife see this, how decent is it?

Can't you let him set up a stall quietly!

Fortunately, the young master finally remembered him!

What's terrible is that these onlookers, who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, actually stop them when they see his eldest son coming over!

"Big brother, this stall owner doesn't sell anything, and he has a very bad temper. If you two don't want to be recorded and uploaded on the Internet, then don't go there."

"Yes, it seems that you two are not here to join in the fun. If you want to buy clothes, I will recommend you a good stall. The quality is cheap, and the owner of the stall is friendly. It is much better than here!"

"Aren't you going to get in? If not, can you let me go? I'll take a video, and I've been waiting in line for a long time!"

Ying Jiatong: "..."

Pei Qi'an: "..."

Ying Jiatong glanced at Pei Qi'an, a little confused.Since he came to Shanghai, he was either filming or doing system tasks. He didn't have time to go out at all. This place was brought to him by Pei Qi'an, so he didn't know what was going on.

Pei Qi'an himself was also confused.

He just asked Fang Bo to accompany him in a play, why did Fang Bo make his own decisions and invite so many extras?

How should he explain this?

Fortunately, at this time, Uncle Fang took the initiative to meet them, and received the two of them very warmly, saving Pei Qi'an the time to explain.

After taking care of his family for so many years, Fang Bo has a deep understanding of Pei Qi'an's memory. Of course he knows that it is absolutely impossible for Pei Qi'an to think of him by himself, so it is only possible that the person next to him is the one who prompted the young man to appear here today. —

Fang Bo looked at Ying Jiatong, who was carefully choosing clothes, and immediately knew that he was the friend that the young master told him about.

Young Master didn’t speak too carefully at the time, but only asked Fang Bo to take the size to make a few more sets of clothes and set them up at the stall, waiting for him to bring his boyfriend to buy them—I think Young Master must have made a slip of the tongue, and grew up abroad Fang Bo, thoughtfully interpreted this title as the meaning of a male friend.

After all, the young master has never shown that he likes men!

Given Fang Bo's ten brains, it is impossible to guess that the whole thing is just a trick used by Pei Qi'an to curry favor with his wife.

The traditional old gentleman looked at his incongruous young master, and then looked at the young man who looked normal, but the clothes on his body were obviously not too expensive, and he felt relieved: the young master finally grew up and knew how to take care of the family. Bad friend mood again.

As for Ying Jiatong, who made all these changes, Fang Bo looked at him more kindly: "The young man is really energetic. If you look at the clothes on this stall, there are 51 pieces!"

Although the original price of these clothes has to be followed by a [-], but the young and the young are not short of money, the most important thing to make friends is to be happy!

He is so cheap, friends of all ages must be able to afford it, right?

Unexpectedly, Ying Jiatong didn't look very happy when he heard what he said, but instead asked him: "Boss, your clothes are made of such good material, are they sold too cheap?"

He took a closer look at the clothes on the stall just now, and found that each piece was of excellent quality, and the feel to the touch was very different from ordinary clothes, not at all like such a cheap price.

This old man doesn't seem to be a difficult person. Could it be that he didn't know the price and was cheated?

Fang Bo saw the worry in his eyes, and his heart warmed up. He felt better about the friend brought by the young master. He waved his hand and said, "It's not expensive, just 51 pieces! If you pack it, Give you another [-]% off!"

One sentence caused an uproar from the surrounding crowd.

Many of them came here only after seeing the videos made by Internet celebrities. At first, when they saw the overwhelming follow-up videos, they thought it was hype by the stall owners, but after squatting here for a few days, they dispelled this idea.

Not to mention that the things on the old man's stall are really good, if it is hype, it must be sold to be profitable, right?

But they squatted here for several days, and never saw the stall owner pretending to any customer, let alone selling anything.Could it be that the reason for the old man's hype is to drink the northwest wind here and be surrounded by people?

This old man has a stinking face, and his personality is quite cute. He never swears or does anything, and he will be stomped by the onlookers angrily. It can be seen that he is really annoying them.

Much better looking than those pretentious internet celebrities!

They finally accepted the fact that the old man's popularity was not hype, but now they are told that the old man is going to start selling?

Isn't this a joke!

Therefore, as soon as Fang Bo's words came out, some people were not happy.

"Old man, didn't you say that you don't sell clothes? Why do you go back on your word?"

"That's why you invited those online celebrities here to hype them up! Unfortunately, I really feel that you are different from those online celebrity shops, it's too much!"

"You said it's not like we haven't seen the hype. Since you fired it, you said you fired it. Why do you deny it? It's only now that you start selling goods. If you don't say it, we don't want to buy your stuff anymore."

Where does Fang Bo manage these people?

He has said many times that the things on his stall will not be sold to them. They just don't believe it. Some young people scold him for being unscrupulous and crazy about money. He doesn't know what he did wrong. .

But after a few days, he also figured it out, he can say whatever others like, he just needs to do his own thing well.

But just because he ignores it doesn't mean that others can also ignore their words.

The little Internet celebrity who wanted to make a video just now stood up: "Hey, I don't want to listen to what you said. What do you mean by going back on your word? You can sell it whenever you want. What's your business? I found that you people are I love to dig shit for others, who said that the old man invited us? I just came here to catch the heat? Why don’t I want to buy it... I haven’t seen you buy it for so many days! Who can brag? ? Life is so unsatisfactory that you go to the night market to scold others for selling clothes? It must be because you have no partner or friends, so you are so free!"

"How do you talk? You just jump when we say you, the emperor is really not in a hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by the Internet celebrity: "Did I say you? You are quite proud of coming up to scold me?"

"you!"

As they talked, their eyes turned red, and they began to push and shove. The people next to them were stunned for a moment, and hurried forward to try to persuade them to fight, but they didn't know who made the first move. They started fighting in twos and threes, and they formed into groups in an instant. shelf.

Fang Bo was stunned watching from the sidelines, he didn't understand that he sold clothes to his friends, how did he become like this?

Pei Qi'an and Ying Jiatong were even more confused.

Pei Qi'an thought: Is it so difficult to be a group performer now?Look at the one that flew away from him just now, the bruises on his face are too realistic!

Nosebleeds are coming out!

……

The night market was in chaos. I don’t know who called the police. After the police came, everyone gradually calmed down. However, the night market must not go on. Everyone in the nearby area had to go to the police station to explain the situation.

Ying Jiatong never imagined that he could buy something by buying clothes. He glanced at Pei Qi'an beside him, seeing his serious expression, and patted the back of his hand comfortingly: "It's okay, don't worry."

Pei Qi'an came back to his senses, froze for a moment, and nodded.

In fact, he was just thinking, are these policemen invited by Uncle Fang as extras?

Is it illegal to pretend to be a police officer?

While he was struggling, Fang Bo in the front seat was completely free from the fear of others, and happily sent a message to his boss: "I met the boyfriend that the young master said, he is a very good person!"

Papa Pei: "???"