The taxi walked through the streets and alleys of Qingzhou. The sky was still clear and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. Seeing that the third snow of this winter was about to come. Wen Liang took back his head and sighed: "It is said that children's faces in June, and Qingzhou will begin to change in February. Is this the precocious puberty..."

Ning Xiaoning was wearing thin clothes. Although she still felt her palms cold while sitting in the car. She lowered her head and did not talk to Wen Liang. She put it to her mouth and yelled gently, which made her look cute.

Wen Liang smiled embarrassedly and made up his mind to stay away from it. The days that girls have every month are really bad, and their temperament is almost in line with this ghost weather.

I wandered around half of Qingzhou without saying a word. The huge banner pulled outside Xinhua attracted Wen Liang's attention: "China Can Say Not" arrived in large quantities today, with sufficient inventory, and readers are welcome to come and buy it.

Nowadays, it is no longer surprising that the market economy is used to pull banners to promote the public. However, it is the first time in Qingzhou that Xinhua Bookstore is selling a book with such a big fanfare in Qingzhou. People hold iron rice bowls and die with their dead salary, so the people are also very proud of their face. The three floors inside and outside surround the bookstore doors tightly. Through the glass door, you can see that there are crowds of people inside, and they are obviously rushing to buy them.

Of course, it is not that people in Qingzhou really love reading so much, but they are not buying groceries. After all, the audience is in a small number. It is just because of the explosion in purchases, which has caused a nationwide out of stock. Qingzhou is naturally no exception. Many people come to ask about it every day, but they are out of stock every day, so many potential customers are concentrated today and flocking to Qingzhou. The scene is comparable to Andy Lau's concert in Qingzhou.

"Master, stop!"

The taxi stopped in response, Wen Liang rolled down the window, frowned at the banner on the bookstore. During this period, he was busy with Qingzhou affairs and paid less attention to the capital, but Fan Bo's deep awe made him dare not slacken at all. At first, he called Wen Liang almost twice a day. Later, he was scolded and changed to a call every two days. Therefore, although Wen Liang was in Qingzhou, his control over the overall situation was not reduced by half.

Just the day before yesterday, Fan Bo was complaining that the publishing house and printing factory were dragging their backs, and that the production line could not meet the national demand day and night, resulting in the inability to double sales every five days. Wen Liang laughed and scolded him a few times at that time, but how could it take only two days? Qingzhou, a second- and third-tier city in China, is not the key supply area for Phoenix Bird. How dare he take the banner of sufficient supply?

"Is it still possible to leave? If you want to go down, hurry up, why are you going to be delayed?"

My brother has a bad temper, and it’s not this one. Wen Liang was lazy and slutty with him. He pushed open the car door and got out of the car, and smiled at Ning Xiaoning, "Coach, please go to work, I’ll go. Get off here."

Just two steps after closing the door, I heard another thump behind me, and turned my head to find Ning Xiaoning following me. I walked to my side with a blank expression and said, "I'll go buy books too!"

Wen Liang saw her trembling with coldness, smiled slightly, and said, "Let's go together!"

There was a young young woman with a pretty face standing at the door of the bookstore, holding a small trumpet in her hand, and she struggled to maintain order. First, there are indeed too many people today. There are a few hundred people in the store, and there are at least two hundred outside the store. The Xinhua Bookstore is not large and there are no way to receive so many people at the same time. Second, Chinese people have the habit of joining in the fun. There will only be more and more places with a large number of people. Wen Liang has only been in this short time, and the onlookers have expanded again. Third, many years have been in Qingzhou, and I have never heard of the principle that you have to queue up to buy books, let alone the supply of goods is sufficient. Who knows if there is still some later?

So almost no one was queuing in a row. They kept squeezing forward. The young woman stood on the small bench at the door, raised the horn and shouted: "Please line up for those waiting outside. There are too many people inside now. I will put a few out. Don't squeeze, take your time."

The young woman's voice is soft and pleasant, with a seductive sweetness, combined with the content in her words, makes people think a lot. However, this varies from person to person. There is definitely no problem with a gentleman who is righteous. Even if he listens to Teacher Cang's call, he will be singing as a Buddhist and Buddhist sing. The key is that today, there are not necessarily all righteous gentlemen among the crowd today. Especially the gangsters in Qingzhou love to gather together, just like dogs eating shit. If there are too many people, he will come when he smells it. He steals the chickens and dogs and causes trouble. If he really passes by, he will never miss it.

Wen Liang and Ning Xiaoning stood outside. If he were the only one, they would squeeze in. But with Ning Xiaoning, they would never let girls rub around among these big men. To put it off topic, Uncle Wen hasn't rubbed before. Can you guys sting their feet be cheap?

Wen Liang burst into laughter when he heard the young woman's words. Of course, he was not a gentleman. Just talking about his thoughts, as a person who has been deeply influenced by later love action movies, the people present may not be as evil as him. But this evil is superficial and false, completely different from the seven or eight people next to Wen Liang who were wearing squirrels and pounding melon seeds in their mouths.

When they heard the young woman's words, they immediately started to cheer like aphrodisiac. One of them shouted: "Sister, you are so nice. You know the hard work of your brothers. I didn't say anything, just wait, I won't squeeze with them!"

This was too explicit. Because it was too explicit, the young woman didn't think elsewhere and said, "Thank you, this little brother. Everyone should learn from him and line up..."

This was a big deal. Some people who understood it shook their heads and kept saying a word, while others burst into laughter. The young woman didn't understand what happened, and she stood on the small stool with a confused look on her face. I have to say that her fair skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her plump figure under the cotton coat can really make many people drool.

The companion beside Curly Hair shouted, "Girl, he is not in a hurry, someone is in a hurry. Alright, let your brother go in. Anyway, there are so many people inside you, and not many more me, so you can squeeze in warmth..."

The young woman understood something vaguely, but she had never experienced such a thing. She didn't know what to react for a moment, and stood there motionlessly.

As the saying goes, people are bullied by others. When they see that the young woman is teased by two brothers, they still don’t say anything. Another short one couldn’t help but shout, “There are so lively people, and it’s fun enough to play. Everyone said, right?”

"Yes, yes, let's go together, open the door and have family members, and you'll see more people in line."

"Banya, you are a loser. You can kill people and so on. Will you die if you fight alone?

"Brother Yama can't die, and even if he wants to die, he can only die of a woman, hahaha..."

Seven or eight young skins said to me, and they teased the beautiful young women in broad daylight. However, not many people dared to echo them this time, at most they secretly fantasize about it in their hearts and have a lot of fun.

You should know that this was in 1996. Only the Qingsie in society dared to do things that openly tease women. Most people here come to buy books, and they are willing to pay dozens of dollars to buy books when their salary is only three or four hundred. They are not considered cultural people. At least they are a little ashamed and will not be so despicable.

The young woman's face turned red, her body was trembling with anger. She pointed at Wen Liang's side and said, "You...you are shameless and vulgar!"

The crowd turned around in the direction of the young woman's fingers. The Qingpi's favorite thing was the attention of everyone at this moment, but why did Wen Liang and Ning Xiaoning come? It also became the focus of everyone.

He looked dark and grabbed Ning Xiaoning's hand and moved to the side. Ning Xiaoning's body trembled slightly. He lowered his head and did not speak.

Curly glanced at Wen Liang and laughed and said, "Little brother, don't be afraid. Let's eat meat later and give you some soup."

Wen Liang knew that these young women were just taking advantage of the young woman, so she dared not really touch her hands in broad daylight, but even so, it made him feel disgusted, and he smiled coldly and didn't say anything.

Maybe it was because Wen Ning and the other two were not dressed like ordinary people, and they didn't say much. They took their brothers apart and walked to the young woman with their brothers and smiled lewdly: "Who are you talking about being vulgar and shameless? I touched you, touched you, or took off my pants and fucked you?"

The young woman was frightened at this time, her legs were weak, and her body couldn't stand steadily. She staggered and fell off the stool, and was just held in her arms by curly hair.

Curly laughed: "Everyone is watching, she rushed over on her own initiative. I didn't move a single finger, so don't blame the good guy..."

As he said that, he pinched the young woman's raised buttocks, then put it on her nose and sniffed it. It was really indescribable and vulgar.

The young woman was stung by a scorpion and screamed, and used all her strength to push away the curly hair. She turned around and wanted to escape inside, but her wrist was tight and painful, and she was pulled by the curly hair.

Curly's face turned cold and he said viciously: "I am kind to help you, how dare you hit someone?"

The young woman was weak all over. If she hadn't followed the door, she would have collapsed to the ground and said in a trembling voice: "I... how could I hit you?"

"You punched me in the chest just now, and said you didn't hit me? Brothers said she had hit me?" He was referring to the young woman pushing him away, which was extremely shameless.

"I've beaten, I've seen it with my own eyes!"

"Brother Mao has a heart attack and he almost relapsed after being beaten by you. How can I pay for it?"

...

The young woman looked at the crowd helplessly, but no one dared to speak out in and out of the store. She watched the Qingpi bully women in the street. If this scene was posted on the Internet in later generations, it would have become a shame for Qingzhou for decades!

Wen Liang frowned slightly. Logically speaking, those who can work in Xinhua Bookstore are no longer people in the government. They are not ordinary people on the street who have no organization or backend. Even if Curly Hair is not afraid of trouble, he can only take advantage of it. There is no need to make trouble at this point.

To put it bluntly, Qingpi is still Qingpi in the final analysis. If things get big, once the police intervene, it will not be over without detaining for a few days. Although Qingpi is leisurely, it is not mentally retarded. It is right to have fun, but it is a bit unpaid to find the bureau.

Since it's not worth it, why should you be so arrogant?

Wen Liang touched the beard that did not exist on his chin, looking like an old god was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. Ning Xiaoning finally couldn't help asking, "Are you watching like this?"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "She is not fighting alone. She is an employee of Xinhua Bookstore. Where can we help her stand out? Besides, there are other employees in the store, and some people have noticed the storm here, but no one comes out to help say something. Don't you think it's strange? Besides, I look a little cold today with a lot of people. Some Xinhua Bookstores are stingy old ladies. It's enough to shake the scene when you just take one out. Why did you choose such a delicate sister?"

"She is so beautiful, it is normal for her to be excluded by a group of old women. Maybe she is still proud of her appearance, so who is willing to help her stand out?"

Is this a resonance between the beauties? Wen Liang didn't have the courage to ask this sentence, but he had the courage to stick to his opinion and said, "Look at it again. In broad daylight, in front of hundreds of people, these gangsters dare not really do anything."

Ning Xiaoning stared at Wen Liang and said seriously: "What is a nonsense?"

Under the clear and impurities of the girl's eyes, Wen Liang suddenly felt a little ashamed. Yes, can he have to strip naked and go into battle to make a fool of himself? A woman with the most famous reputation and being harassed by Curly Hair and others in public, not to mention the grief in her heart, even the strange eyes of her colleagues and the discussion behind her can drive a woman crazy...

Wen Liang sighed, took out his cell phone, and said, "Call the police!"

"It's too late..."

As soon as Ning Xiaoning finished speaking, a green-skinned steel pipe took out a half-foot-long steel pipe from there, and smashed the glass door with a bang!

Another kicked the door open, and Curly pulled the young woman in. Before she could move, she tripped on the threshold and fell to the ground. Curly hair ignored it, allowing the young woman to struggle to reveal the white and tender skin between her waist and abdomen, dragged it to the store and laughed: "A bunch of idiots, I bought the books with genuine money, and I was scrambling to be as happy as eating shit. Qingzhou turns out that all these idiots are like this!"

The people inside and outside the store looked at each other, and heard that this guy's accent was like a bird in Qingzhou natives. Didn't he even scold himself?

What is even more surprising is what Curly Hair means, is it Xinhua? Many people who have already obtained the books have begun to wonder, and the people who are still queuing up are even more waiting and watching, and the messy scene has quieted for a while.

Ning Xiaoning's eyes were always staring at the curly-haired woman's right hand, extremely serious and focused, as if she wanted to embroider a flower on the back of her hand with her eyes.

The curly words "" and "Qingzhou" made Wen Liang's brows relax, and he immediately became scheming in his heart, saying, "I don't like that hand?"

Ning Xiao nodded solemnly, Wen Liang turned his head to look around, and there were several people standing in the street opposite, paying close attention to the movement here, and chuckled, "As you wish!"

Wen Liang had just taken a step, but Ning Xiaoning held his hand, the worry in his eyes was clearly visible, and he said hurriedly: "Don't go, what kind of hero is it alone..."

Curly hair was laughing wildly and instructing his subordinates to start smashing the shop wildly. Wen Liang's eyes gathered slightly, like a knife quenched by ice and snow, sharp and ruthless!

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