The ruffian is hard to guard

Fei Fan sat behind the checkout counter of the Changfa Supermarket, with a look of dead mother, ran away from his lover, was seriously ill and penniless, and had nothing to love.

He took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was 30 minutes before the end of that bullshit president's shift.

Yesterday Zhan Changsong came to force the palace with yogurt, Fei Fanqi almost lost the battle.

In fact, "losing people and losing battle" is not the most important thing to him who has been scrambling outside for half a year, and his face has been repeatedly rubbed on the ground. The most important thing is that he has to compensate Zhan Laogou for his losses!Moreover, the lion opened his mouth wide, and he charged 1000 yuan without spitting out a single one!

Based on the bottom line of killing, humiliating and not losing money, Fei Fan reached an agreement with Zhan Laogou to go to the supermarket to take care of Zhan Laogou for two hours every day after get off work, and pay off the debt with labor for half a month.Zhan Changsong, on the other hand, can attend the second phase of the president's class training in a cool and unrestrained manner, and continue his studies, with a view to stepping into the high-end management talent team one step at a time.

Pooh!Fei Fan spit on the certificate of completion again.

Bang!The door of the supermarket was pushed open and closed, and the wind brought in shocked Fei Fan's anger away.

"Young man," an old woman who was nearly seventy years old and full of vicissitudes stood in front of the cashier and asked in a soft voice, "I want to buy a piece of bread, do you have it?"

"Yes, mother-in-law, what flavor do you want?" Fei Fan hurriedly stood up, and led her to the shelf where the bread was placed, "There are salty ones, sweet ones, and there are strawberry jam and blueberry jam for the sweet ones, mother-in-law, what flavor do you want?" Which one do you want?"

The old woman smiled awkwardly: "Any kind will do, the cheapest one."

Fei Fan hesitated for a moment, then took two jam breads: "Grandmother, today we buy one get one free on bread at the supermarket, it's a good deal."

"Really? There is such a good thing?" The old woman rubbed her hands, "Thank you then."

Back at the cashier, she took out a small cloth bag from her bosom, opened three layers of handkerchiefs, and took out the only one hundred yuan bill.

"Here, young man." The money was handed over, cherishing it.

Fei Fan didn't take the money, and said with a smile, "Mother-in-law, we can't find a hundred yuan. We don't have that much change. Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

"That can't be done!" The old woman put away the smile on her face, "I can't eat other people's food for nothing."

Fei Fan persuaded softly: "I didn't let you eat for free, next time you have some change, I'll send it to you."

"I'm a foreigner, so there's no way I'll make a return trip, young man, if you can't find it, I'll go to someone else's house to buy it." The old woman put down the bread and turned to leave.

"Hey, mother-in-law, come back, let me see if I have enough change."

Fei Fan had no choice but to find the old woman 99 yuan, and bought a bottle of water along the way: "This is a promotional item, it's a tie-in sale, you can take it."

"What?" The old woman held the water in disbelief.

"Tie-in sales, our president learned it in the training class." He pointed to the eye-catching completion certificate on the wall, "It's free."

"Oh, there is such a good president." The old woman bent slightly, "Then thank you, president."

"Mother-in-law, don't do this, we can't bear it." Fei Fan hurried out and sent the old woman out of the supermarket, watched her slowly walk out of sight, and then returned to the supermarket.

There was a lingering fragrance in his hands as the rose was given away, and Fei Fan was in a good mood, humming a song to make up for the bread and water, and put it in the money box at the cash register.

Just after seven o'clock, Zhan Changsong ran back to the supermarket, and when he entered the door, he picked up the mosquito repellent water on the cash register and sprayed it wildly: "Grass, this mosquito almost ate me. If I don't change the training class next time If there is no place, I will quit and see where else they can find a high-quality student like me."

Fei Fan was so smoked that he sneezed, rubbed his nose and said in a muffled voice, "You'd better quit tomorrow, I don't have to suffer like this anymore."

Zhan Changsong cast a sideways glance at Fei Fan, rolled up his trousers and pressed one to spray the mosquito bag: "In business talk business, I have paid all my tuition fees, and I won't quit even if I die."

"Isn't it just a case of green stick beer, how much is it worth? The professors in your president's class are always coming." Fei Fan bites the word "professor" very hard, ironic that any fool can understand it bright.

Zhan Changsong gave a "tsk" and gave Fei Fan a blank look.But he didn't refute. Thinking of the mob in the president's class, he felt that the mosquito bag on his leg became more itchy.

Li Erkun who sells socks in the front street, Tofu Zhang in the back alley, and Chess Liu who plays chess endgames to fool people in the market are all his fucking classmates at the same time!

Tofu Zhang doesn’t stumble except when he shouts “tofu”, and his jaw never shifts at other times. A self-introduction of “I” for 3 minutes is enough to kill a dozen mosquitoes; Li Erkun, who sells socks, even walks three steps and falls twice Long and short legs, in order to wait for him today, I was bitten by mosquitoes four or five more times.Even these bastards still want to be CEO, how nonsense it is!

Zhan Changsong was unhappy, and he must not let Fei Fan have a good life.

"Tip, you have to adjust your position. You are atonement now. This is your karma. If you don't redeem it, you can't do it. If you don't help me look after the store, you have to help me unload, tally, and inventory. Anyway, you are running No way."

With his nails, he made a "cross" on a big and red mosquito, and felt that the piercing itch was much better.

"How much did you sell? What about the account? Show me."

Fei Fan couldn't care less about being angry in front of those white thighs, he turned his face away stiffly and threw the ledger over: "Let me look after the store for you, aren't you afraid that I'll cheat you?"

Zhan Changsong smiled casually, took the account book and flipped through it: "Xiao Feiwu, it's not like you haven't cheated me before, but which time did you succeed? You are a weakling, and you have to fight against the golden hoop, and you are not afraid of flashing lower back."

Fei Fan slapped the money in the money box in front of Zhan Changsong, got up and went out: "Subduing demons and demons, it's my responsibility, sooner or later you'll be boned, and your wandering soul will be broken."

"Stand there!" Zhan Changsong glanced at the tickets in front of him, "The script is good, but isn't the money right?"

Fei Fan exploded when he heard it. He hated Zhan Changsong's honesty, and occasionally harmed supermarket products for revenge, but he still has a sense of proportion and the bottom line when it comes to money.

"I remember all the accounts clearly. The money accounts are all there. Are you blind? Or is your brain caught by the door of your spring bow, and you can't figure out the account that you sold more than 20 yuan in two hours. ?”

Zhan Changsong was not annoyed by Fei Fan's choking, he took a cigarette out of the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, and took out the only one hundred yuan bill in the money, shaking it back and forth in front of Fei Fan: " Who gave this? What did you buy? How much did you find?”

"A mother-in-law." Fei Fan looked at the bills dangling in front of him and suddenly had a bad feeling, "I bought bread."

"How much did you pay for her?"

"...99." Fei Fan's voice became quieter.

Zhan Changsong lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring: "Does that old godly woman look pitiful, telling you that she can only buy the cheapest bread, and she only has one hundred yuan?"

"What old godly woman, please be more civilized." Fei Fan retorted weakly.

Zhan Changsong threw the hundred-yuan bill on Fei Fan's body, and suddenly his tone became fierce: "The hundred-yuan bill is fake! You were cheated by that goddamn woman and are still earning money for others, and the other way around." Blame me? Teacher Fei, you really don't waste your last name, you are indeed a fucking piece of trash."

"Fake?" Although Fei Fan had faint worries in his heart when Zhan Changsong just made an attack, he was still a little shocked at this moment, "Did you read it wrong? That mother-in-law looks very kind, not like a deceitful person." .”

"Grass, what does it look like to deceive people?"

Seeing Fei Fan look up at him, Zhan Changsong dragged him to him, "You look like me, don't you?"

Fei Fan didn't dare to nod, but in his mind, Zhan Changsong with single eyelids, thin lips, and a bad face is indeed the official symbol of a bad guy.

"This is a common trick used by those people, pretending to be pitiful and poor, in order to arouse the love of little white flowers like you, and then use your pity for them to exchange fake money for real money." Zhan Changsong snorted , "Are you so kind that you plan to give it away for nothing, but they don't agree?"

Looking at the little white flower in front of him who was hiding his eyes, the man blurted out "Stupid!".

Fei Fan did not refute for the first time, touched the money, and asked in a low voice: "Is it true?"

Zhan Changsong took out a hundred-yuan bill from his trouser pocket and put it next to the counterfeit bill: "Come on, Mr. Fei, you can tell how obvious it is. If this counterfeit bill is genuine, it's fine if it's so fake that you didn't even notice it. Let me I have to think that you are a two hundred and five!"

Fei Fan fiddled with the two coins, and with drooping eyelids, he replied guiltily: "You are the two hundred and five."

"What should I do?" The man spat another smoke ring on Fei Fan's face.

Fei Fan raised his hand and slapped it, and frowned: "I'll accompany you."

Zhan Changsong leaned back on the chair boldly: "No need. I'm going to teach you a long lesson for this little white flower today. Don't fucking think that I'm the only bad person in the whole world. See you sooner or later." Here is a fight to defeat the Buddha."

Fei Fan was so stunned that he was speechless, he swallowed a mouthful of spit: "...How can I teach you a lesson?"

"However you take it back, you can spend it for me!"

"Old dog Zhan, you are crazy!"