The ruffian is hard to guard

The rain fell heavily, and it hit the glass to form a series of meandering and dirty water marks, taking away the long-standing dust on the windows.The sky was so low that people in the rain could only bend their waists, as if a straighter spine could reach the dome.After a bright flash of lightning, muffled thunder came from the dark sky, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Why didn't a thunderbolt strike him to death." Fei Fan sat idly by the kindergarten gate and watched the room, suddenly he felt evil.

He lived until he was 20 years old and hadn't seen many bad guys. Zhan Changsong was one of them, and he was the number one seed.

So bad that there are sores on the top of the head and pus on the feet, it is this kind of person. His conscience is full of holes. If you throw a handful of pearls and jade into it, what comes out is dirt and card, and it still smells like dog shit.

He was criticizing inwardly, when he raised his eyes, he saw a fat man running towards him from a distance in the boundless rain, without an umbrella, and his heart was chilled.The fat man ran in a hurry, the flesh on his body was flapping, and his two round radish-like legs turned backwards and forwards, which seemed a bit weak and strong.

"What's the rush?" Fei Fan pouted his butt from the stool, and leaned over to look outside.

Squeak, the door of the supermarket next door with a ten-pound spring bow was pushed open, and a man with an umbrella ran out, stepped over to the fat man's side, and covered his head with the umbrella.

Yes, only the head is covered.

The umbrella was too small, bright yellow, and there were two pointed Pikachu ears on the umbrella surface, and the fat man was wide and fat, unusually fat, and it was not easy for the small umbrella to cover his fat head and big ears.

"Dog thing!" Fei Fan jumped up, he recognized the umbrella, it was obviously Xiao Wuzi from the kindergarten who fell into the supermarket last time, and Zhan Changsong, the dead scum, said he didn't see it, and the little boy with a dark face was crying. Wu Zi rushed out of the supermarket.Now it seems that he really hid the umbrella, this unconscionable bastard!

In a blink of an eye, Zhan Changsong, the dog, had already protected the fat man and ran into the supermarket next door. Fei Fan rolled his eyes, took out an umbrella from the corner, and borrowed an umbrella from Wang Meili, a kindergarten teacher who was also doing nothing.

He propped himself up and tucked a handful under his arm, he pushed open the door and walked into the rain.

After struggling to open the door next door, Fei Fan walked into the supermarket.

It is said to be a supermarket, but it is actually a canteen.The place is not big, and there are not many varieties. Zhan Changsong insists on doing foreign affairs with dog long horns. What is it called "Long Hair Supermarket"?

Bang!The big iron door with its spring bow bounced back with a loud noise.

Hearing this, Fei Fan became even angrier.There is a wall between Zhan Changsong's supermarket and the kindergarten where Fei Fan works, and they are very close together. I wish I could hear farts from one side to the other side.His door "booms" and "booms" every day, which greatly affects the children's class.I raised my opinion many times, good and bad, but Zhan Changsong just disagreed and took off the iron bow on the door, euphemistically calling it a "prompt sound", which is equivalent to "welcome" and "thank you for your patronage". Zhan Changsong wished he could go home and trim his nails before rushing over to scratch his face.

damn thing!

"Hey, just stand there, don't go in, get a room full of water and clean it up for me." Fei Fan was brought back to reality by the sound of the dog, and when he looked up, he saw that he was wiping the fat man's hair.

"Boss Liao, you didn't drive when you came out. Look at the torrential rain, wipe it off so you don't catch a cold." Zhan Changsong's face changed very quickly. He bowed his knees, "Your body is much more valuable than us ordinary people. When we are sick, we waste some money on medicine. If you are sick, how much big business will be delayed."

The fat man was drenched from head to toe, with puddles of water under his feet, like a fat fish just out of the water, but Zhan Changsong's words made him quite happy, and he squinted his eyes to enjoy the service he provided.

Fei Fan shook the umbrella vigorously, and sent the rainwater far away, thinking to himself, Jingui is a fart, Fatty Liao is a contractor in the town, with twenty or thirty people under his command, he just begged for some project money The corner scraps are dry, and there are not many big boys' income in a year.

He hummed softly, successfully attracting Zhan Changsong's attention.In an instant, he changed his face again, and asked with straight eyes: "What are you buying? Buy quickly and go."

"Do you ever do business like this? Didn't you know that customers are God?" Fei Fan put two umbrellas in a conspicuous place next to the cash register, muttering and walking towards the shelves.

Zhan Changsong has a bad mouth and never suffers: "I've never seen God buy discounted yogurt. If this is the case, God's life will be a little bit worse."

Fatty Liao was delighted by what he said: "Brother Zhan, how about I also buy some discounted yogurt and live like a god?"

"You don't need to." Zhan Changsong nodded and bowed his waist, "You are a real monkey king, not a six-eared macaque. Now you are living the life of God."

What the hell, shit doesn't make sense.Fei Fan rolled his eyes.

"Hahaha" the fat man laughed, "Brother Zhan, you are the only one who can talk. When will the 50 barrels of soybean oil I asked you to buy last time arrive?"

"The day after tomorrow, I'll send you to the factory when we arrive, so we won't delay your business." Zhan Changsong took another step forward and whispered in a flattering voice, "Mr. Liao, now all gifts are given as big gift bags, that kind of nut gift box, It's fashionable. Those officials, ladies and youngsters will like it, why don't you take a look at the big gift bags I bought?"

"Ma'am, it's good to be diplomatic," he added.

The fat man raised his eyebrows and smacked for a while: "Okay, show it to me."

"Success!"

Fei Fan felt that if Zhan Changsong put a tail on his ass at this time, it could be used as a propeller, God would be fine.

The two whispered, but no one paid attention to him.

Fei Fan casually took a piece of bread from the shelf, went to the cash register and knocked: "Check out."

Zhan Changsong took a look and shouted, "Two yuan."

"Didn't you pay back one dollar and five yesterday?"

"Sanitation fee, look at the water in this house."

Fei Fan looked at the puddle of water under Fatty Liao's feet, and ground his teeth a few times without making a sound: "Change."

Zhan Changsong smiled like Fatty Liao: "Mr. Liao, wait a moment, I'll charge you." Turning around, he said "tsk" impatiently: "Can't scan the QR code?"

He took Fei Fan's 5 yuan and gave him three coins.After pocketing the money, Fei Fan picked up an umbrella that was set aside, turned around and walked out, deliberately leaving the other umbrella where it was.

When he returned to the kindergarten, he stood by the window, staring at the movement next door with his eyes wide open. Ten minutes later, a broken pickup truck came to pick up Fatty Liao, and it was still delivered by Zhan Changsong, using the umbrella that he deliberately left next to the cashier.

"Dog, see if you still don't admit it this time!"