Fang Zhiqiang was so angry that his whole body was shaking. Seeing so many gangsters sitting here, who would dare to come in and buy something? But in front of the police, the bald man was so confident, and his words were full of naked pride and threats.

Fang Zhi endured it again and again, trying to control his anger, and said to Brother Zhao: Comrade police, these people will affect our business here, can you please let them leave?

From the beginning to the end, this Brother Zhao, including the several policemen behind him, said they were here to deal with the problem. He came to this station just like watching the fun and did not say a few words at all. Fang Zhiqiang already knew in his heart that he expected

These people are afraid that it is impossible. But he is unwilling to give up any hope. After all, it is related to the life and death of his store. He cannot do nothing and let these people destroy his business and cost him all his hard work.

flow eastwards.

Looking at the bald head, he looked at him again, smacking his lips and showing an embarrassed look: We can't do anything about your problem. He pointed at the bald head: If they really made trouble here, they would smash, rob, etc.

If it affects your business, then we can definitely detain them, but Yong

Zi is right, they have done nothing here. There is no illegal or criminal behavior, and we cannot interfere with other people’s free activities. He smiled and said: You said you can help you persuade them to leave, but if they don’t listen

, then there is nothing we can do, don’t you think?

Fang Zhiqiang's heart was completely cold. The bald man called this policeman Brother Zhao, and Brother Zhao also called him Yongzi. Does this relationship need to be explained clearly? All his efforts were in vain. These people were basically in cahoots with each other.

People will care about his life and death.

Brother Zhao saw that he had a dark face and was silent, so he didn't intend to care about him. He turned around to greet a few of his men and left. Then when he left, he symbolically said to the bald man named Yongzi: You should also be careful, don't delay others.

Do business.

No. Bald Head led everyone and said loudly in unison: Brother Zhao, go away.

Brother Zhao shook his head and ignored it. He took out the police record book and wrote on it, then handed it to Fang Zhiqiang to sign.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at the police record. He couldn't understand what was written on it with Brother Zhao's flying handwriting. He didn't want to answer the call. The uniform greetings of those gangsters, to Fang Zhiqiang's ears, was undoubtedly naked.

Provocative and sarcastic, his heart was about to bleed.

Brother Zhao didn't care. Seeing that he didn't intend to sign, he simply put the notebook away, put it in his arms, waved to a few police officers, and they got into the patrol car, which drove away.

The bald man burst out laughing, laughing very happily.

Amid the bald man's laughter, Fang Zhiqiang didn't know how he turned around and walked back to the store step by step. He knew that he lost this round, and he lost miserably. He was still too naive, and really thought that with his

He could make a career out of his hard work, but reality slapped him so hard. His heart felt unprecedentedly painful at that moment.

This morning, the fresh food market had its worst business day since it opened. The whole morning, the store's turnover was only thirty-five yuan. This was when the store was first opened in the morning, and Baldhead and the others hadn't come yet.

There were a few people who came to buy groceries. If they didn't have the thirty-five yuan, their sales for the morning would be zero.

No one spoke in the whole store. The usual laughter and noise were completely enveloped by a gloomy atmosphere. The little girls had mopped the floor over and over again and sorted the things on the shelves many times. The whole store

It's so clean that it can be used as a mirror. They all know that as long as those people at the door don't leave, no one will come to visit. They can only do these things over and over again, otherwise the atmosphere will be even more depressing once they stop.

But the people at the door didn't seem to feel anything at all, and just kept sitting there. As the sun gradually rose, they sat there without moving. The bald man made a phone call, and after a while someone drove over and started from the car.

Boxes of water were brought down and given to each of them one by one. At noon, someone actually came over with lunch boxes to share with them.

This was completely organized and planned, completely prepared, and even prepared for a protracted war. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but admire him: He is so virtuous and capable. Such a small shop is actually worthy of people's attention.

To deal with it this way, Qin Xiaojun has spent a lot of money.

These gangsters all know that they need to eat, and Fang Zhiqiang cannot let the clerks go hungry. Although he has no thought or appetite, there are still about ten people. He said to the clerks: You guys wait here,

I went to buy food and everyone came back to eat and rest. He knew clearly that even if he called someone to order takeout, he would not dare to deliver it, so he would go out by himself.

Boss, it’s better not to go out, it’s too dangerous. The clerks tried to persuade him. Fang Zhiqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head: They know how to eat, but I don’t believe they can let us starve to death? Saying that, he insisted on leaving.

Got out.

When the bald man saw him coming out, he didn't stop him or do anything else. He even greeted him with a smile: "Are you going out to eat?"

Fang Zhiqiang ignored him, clenched his fists, and left step by step.

The whole street was bustling with business, and it was lunch time. Basically, there were people in all the shops, both shopping and eating. Only his shop was deserted and lifeless.

Walking to the small restaurant next to him, Fang Zhiqiang asked the boss to pack a ten-cent lunch box and take it back. When the boss saw him, he asked in surprise: What's going on in your store? Is there someone who doesn't want you to do business? Don't you?

Need someone to find a solution quickly?

What to do? Fang Zhiqiang really didn't know what to do now. He smiled bitterly and didn't want to say anything. He didn't want to explain at all.

Walking back with a lot of lunch boxes, Bald and the others had already finished eating. When they saw Fang Zhiqiang coming back, they could actually say with a smile: Oh, there's a lot to eat.

Fang Zhiqiang really admired his shamelessness. He seemed to be able to be a gangster, and such psychological quality was indispensable. He didn't want to say another word to this person, so he was about to walk back to the store with his lunch box. The bald head smiled in his voice.

Sounded from behind

:Look, I didn’t stop you when you came in and out. We were just sitting here. Why are you so angry? You shouldn’t be so stingy in business. It’s not possible to do business like this. I can still eat today. I’m afraid.

You won't be able to eat anything tomorrow.

The meaning of these words is obvious: they will keep doing this until Fang Zhiqiang's store is destroyed and he can no longer eat and survive.
Chapter completed!