Wangcheng Park.

At this time, Liu Xiangyang's mood was like the cicadas chirping all over the sky, noisy and monotonous, and his whole person seemed lifeless.

The reason why Liu Xiangyang is in such a low mood is simple: his business has been robbed and he has lost money.

Not far away, there are actually three more stalls with the same banner as them, and the rewards are 20% higher than theirs. They reward ten yuan from 1 to 500, and the three stalls over there reward 12 yuan, from 1

To 800, or from 1 to 1,000, it's a clear plan to steal their business.

The sales volume plummeted on this day. If there were not some parents who wanted to get little genius medals for their children, they would have closed down directly.

"It's all your fault!" Liu Xiangyang said angrily to Wu Maocai.

Wu Maocai, who was also shot while lying down, suddenly stood up, pointed at Liu Xiangyang and cursed: "What does the poor business have to do with me? It's not because I came here that the business is poor!"

"Besides, I'm here to join Lord Jiu, not to work for you. What nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Maocai said contemptuously.

He didn't dare to offend Fang Chen, he couldn't afford to offend Li Qiming, but Liu Xiangyang, he just laughed.

"What the hell, what I said is not true!" Liu Xiangyang also stood up and said angrily.

He usually takes a detour when seeing other gangsters, but Wu Maocai is not as tall as him and as skinny as a monkey. He went to Pengcheng to pick up some rubbish, and his walkman was still broken.

A little gangster who can fill the scene, he can fight two by himself!

Seeing these two live treasures making a fuss there, Fang Chen felt like his head was spinning, "You two should be quiet for a while."

The two of them glared at each other, found a random place, and sat down at opposite sides.

Fang Chen rubbed his nose. He really regretted taking Wu Maocai in now. Ever since Wu Maocai came the day before yesterday, these two people would pinch each other whenever they had nothing to do. It was really annoying.

But there was nothing he could do not to take Wu Maocai in. After imprisoning him for three days, Wu Maocai ran directly to him, bursting with snot and tears, saying that he had no fixed place to live and no food to eat. If Fang Chen, the ninth master, didn't care about him,

, and he starved to death.

For the sake of the blind man, and because Fang Heguang was still helping, saying that if there was a position for the joint defense team, Wu Maocai would be put in. For now, let Wu Maocai follow Fang Chen, and there is no need to pay more, just give him a day.

Just give me two or three yuan, which is enough for food.

And judging from the rubber rod that Wu Maocai took out that day, Wu Maocai still had some sense and a sense of propriety, and he hadn't done any evil. At most, he was just a thief. Fang Chen had no choice but to keep him.

"Actually, it's normal for business to be bad. The business we do has no technical content to begin with. We just want to make fresh money. I expected there to be competitors, so it's not surprising." Fang Chen said.

Fang Chen had thought about this problem when he was doing this business, and he was not surprised that someone would follow suit the next day.

In later generations, in the Internet age, if an idea appears, it will spread all over the country within a few days, let alone this kind of almost costless business.

It took almost 20 days of earning money before a counterfeiter appeared. This was already a blessing. It showed that people's business awareness was still not very sharp at this time. Fang Chen was already very satisfied with this.

If not, because the walnuts can grow for another twenty days, he could have quit working at the stall now and gone to work on walnuts. That would have been a serious pot of gold, and now this matter is just a joke.

Although he does not intend to sell finished walnuts directly, but is planning to bet on green peel, this does not affect his desire for big walnuts. After all, the bigger the walnuts are, the more people will buy them, and the higher the price will be.

The price difference between walnuts sold at 39 and walnuts sold at 48 is huge.

Liu Xiangyang didn't say anything. He actually knew what Fang Chen said. He just saw his daily income plummeting and felt angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he took it out on Wu Maocai.

Wu Maocai was even more upset. If the Third Master hadn't forced him to come here, he would have been willing to guard this stall every day as if he were in jail. He wouldn't be as happy as wandering around the world, eating big bowls of meat and drinking big bowls of wine.

As for the days when he had no money and picked up garbage to eat, his mind has automatically blocked it now.

"Maocai, do you know the people at those three stalls?" Fang Chen said suddenly.

"We know each other, but we're not familiar with each other." Wu Maocai glanced into the distance and said disdainfully.

"You are all gangsters, how could you not be familiar with each other?" Liu Xiangyang sneered.

"What's so strange about this? They are bad people. Who would want to be friends with bad people?" Wu Maocai said with a smile.

"Aren't you a bad person?" Liu Xiangyang said curiously.

"Yes." Wu Maocai admitted openly, "But who stipulates that bad people must be friends with bad people? Bad people also want to be friends with good people!"

He never felt inferior to being a bad person, and was even very proud.

"Bad people have dark hands and even darker hearts. You have to be wary of being friends with them all day long. It's better to be friends with good people."

"I have a few serious friends, all of whom are honest farmers. I regard them as friends in my heart, but I don't know if they really regard me as a friend. If not, it's normal. Who wants to be with me?"

Bad people make friends." Wu Maocai said mockingly.

A smile appeared on Fang Chen's lips. He didn't expect Wu Maocai to say such philosophical words. Bad people also want to be friends with good people, and bad people don't want to be friends with bad people.

Seeing Wu Maocai like this, Liu Xiangyang suddenly lost the intention to continue fighting with Wu Maocai. He was like a deflated ball. It was boring, so boring.

"Those people are Xiong Er, Qiang Zi, and Cang Hui. They all hang out in this area. I have had several fights with them. A few days ago, they were also targeting you, but I didn't expect that I would rush over.

They are actually willing to set up stalls and do business without any worries." Wu Maocai said in annoyance.

He couldn't figure it out, how could these people, who couldn't live in peace for three minutes, be willing to set up a stall and do business honestly, and yet make him lose such a big face.

Fang Chen's brows frowned slightly, then relaxed again.

In the 1990s, this was the normal state of society. There were very few people who set up stalls and did business outside without being extorted by these scoundrels. This was why he made such a decisive decision that day and took action against Wu Maocai and the others, and sent him to the police station.

.The reason is to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

I just didn't expect that killing this chicken would have something to do with me.

Moreover, those monkeys were really frightened and actually copied themselves.

It's better to continue extorting money and send them all to the third brother one by one.

Now there is no need to watch Liu Xiangyang and the others quarreling. If there is work to do and money to make, who has nothing to do to quarrel.
Chapter completed!