Chapter 454: Meditation (3)

Chapter 454
Fang Zhiqiang was trembling with anger, and seeing so many ruffians sitting here, who would dare to come in and buy things? But in front of the police, the bald head was so confident, and the words were full of naked pride and threats.
Fang Zhi endured and endured, trying to control his anger, and said to that brother Zhao: "Comrade police, these people here will affect our business, can I trouble you to let them leave?"
From beginning to end, this brother Zhao, including the policemen behind him, said that he was here to deal with the problem. Going to this stop was almost like watching the bustle. He didn’t say a few words at all. Fang Zhiqiang knew in his heart that he hoped These people, I am afraid it is impossible. But he didn't want to give up any hope. After all, it was related to the survival of his store. He couldn't do nothing and let these people destroy his business and waste his efforts.
Look at the bald head, look at him again, and smack his lips with a look of embarrassment: "We can't help you with this question." He pointed to the bald head: "If they say they are really making trouble here, smash and rob. If things like that affect your business, then we can detain them completely, but Yuko is right, they did nothing here. There is no illegal or criminal behavior, and we can't just interfere with other people's free activities?" He smiled and said: "You said it's okay to help you persuade them to leave, but if they don't listen, then we have nothing to do, don't you?"
Fang Zhiqiang's heart was completely cold. The bald-headed policeman called him Brother Zhao, and Brother Zhao also called him Yongzi. Is this relationship clear? All his efforts are in vain, these people are basically hooking up together, no one will care about his life or death.
Brother Zhao saw that he was dark and silent, and did not intend to care about him. He turned around and greeted a few of his subordinates who were about to leave. Then when he left, he symbolically said to the bald head named Yongzi: "You also pay attention, don't delay. They do business."
"No." The bald head took everyone and said loudly in unison: "Brother Zhao, go well."
Brother Zhao shook his head and ignored him. He took out the police record book and wrote it on it, and then handed it to Fang Zhiqiang for his signature.
Fang Zhiqiang looked at the police record, Zhao Ge’s handwriting with Dragon and Feifengwu couldn’t understand what was written on it. He didn’t want to answer the connection. The hooligans’ uniform greetings were unquestionably naked in Fang Zhiqiang’s ears. Provocative and ironic, his heart is about to bleed.
Brother Zhao didn't care either. Seeing that he didn't plan to sign, he put the notebook in his arms, beckoned to a few policemen, a few people got on the patrol car, and the car went away.
The bald head laughed loudly, very happy.
In Fang Zhiqiang's bald laugh, he didn't know how he turned around and walked back to the store step by step. He knows that he lost this round, a terrible loss. He is still too naive. He really thinks that he can work hard to build a world by his own diligence, but the reality has given him such a slap. His heart felt unprecedented pain at that moment.
This morning, the fresh food supermarket ushered in the worst day in business since it opened. All morning, the turnover of the store was only 35 yuan. This was when the store first opened in the morning, and they hadn't come. There are a few people here to buy vegetables. Without the thirty-five yuan, their turnover this morning would be zero.
No one in the whole shop spoke. The usual laughter and loud voices were completely shrouded in gloom and gloom. The little girls had dragged the ground over and over again, and the things on the shelves had been sorted out many times. It's clean enough to be a mirror. They also know that as long as the people at the door don't leave, it is impossible for anyone to come. They can only do these things over and over again, otherwise the atmosphere will be more depressing once they stop.
But those people at the door didn't seem to feel at all, just sitting there all the time. The sun gradually came up, and they still sat there still. I made a phone call with my bald head, and soon someone drove over, took boxes of water from the car, and sent them to each of them one by one. When it was noon, there were people carrying a lunch box and handing it out to them.
This is fundamentally organized and planned. It is completely prepared and even prepared for a protracted war. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but admire what he saw: He Dehe Neng, such a small shop is actually worthy of being dealt with like this. Qin Xiaojun can also be considered a bloodbath.
These rascals knew that they had to eat, and Fang Zhiqiang couldn't let the shop assistants be hungry. Although he himself had no thoughts and appetite, there were still a dozen people. He said to the shop assistants: "You are waiting here, I'll go buy food and come back for everyone to eat and rest." He knew in his heart that he wouldn't dare to call the takeaway, so he should go out by himself.
"Boss, it's better not to go out, it's too dangerous." The shop assistants rushed to persuade him. Fang Zhiqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "They all know how to eat, but I don't believe it can make us starve to death?" After that, he insisted on going out.
Seeing him coming out with the bald head, he didn't stop or do anything else, but he smiled and greeted him: "Go out to eat?"
Fang Zhiqiang ignored him, clenched his fists, and left step by step.
The whole street business is lively and prosperous. It is the lunch point. Basically all the shops have people, shopping and eating. This is the case. Only his shop is deserted and lifeless.
When he walked to the small restaurant next to him, Fang Zhiqiang asked the boss to pack ten packs of lunch and take him home. When the boss saw him, he asked in surprise: "What's the matter with your store? Is this because someone doesn't want you to do business? Don't you hurry up and find someone to think of a solution?"
What can I do? Fang Zhiqiang really doesn't know what to do now. He smiled bitterly, didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to explain at all.
They came back with a lot of boxed lunches. They had finished eating with their bald heads. When Fang Zhiqiang came back, they could still smile and say, "Oh, I ate a lot."
Fang Zhiqiang really admired his cheeky, he seemed to be a gangster, and such a psychological quality was indispensable. He didn't want to say a word to this person, he had to walk back to the store with a box of lunch. A bald-headed grinning voice sounded behind him: "Look, you come out and go in, I didn't stop you, we just sit here with you, why are you so angry? You shouldn't be so stingy in business. It's not good to do business like this Yes, I can still eat today, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat tomorrow."
The meaning in these words is very obvious: they will keep doing this until they destroy Fang Zhiqiang's shop and make him unable to eat and survive.
Fang Zhiqiang resisted the urge to throw food on his face and walked back.