Chapter 457: Meditation (6)

Chapter 457
The clerk looked at each other for a while, did not speak, and began to pack up in silence. In fact, the shop has been cleaned and organized many times. Besides, no one came in one day, it was spotless at all, and there was no need to clean up like usual.
But it is the commodities that make them difficult. Because this situation was not foreseen at all, Fang Zhiqiang predicted that it might be better today according to the business trends of the previous two days, so he stocked more goods. The result is no sale at all. Like some ordinary tomatoes and cucumbers, they can stay overnight. Other leafy vegetables and some fruit meats are almost always the more expensive the more difficult to preserve. The freezer in the store does not have so much space to store these things. It is conceivable that these things will be discarded overnight. Fang Zhiqiang roughly estimated that there was something close to four thousand yuan.
In other words, today, they didn't make a penny, and they even posted four thousand dollars.
No one spoke, they were all looking at Fang Zhiqiang.
Fang Zhiqiang’s heart is bleeding. Not only is he distressed for the lost money, but also for these wasteful things. He has always been a thrifty person, and he doesn’t look at things wasted. He usually loses what he should lose when he is busy. There is no way that it is necessary, but today these are completely wasted. These are all the goods he got up in the morning to get in, and followed the employees box by box to move them down to the warehouse and on the shelves. But now, he must throw it out with his own hands.
"Those who deserve to be lost." Fang Zhiqiang said with a wave without raising his head.
Several large boxes, full of things, are all things to be thrown away. Fang Zhiqiang and the shop assistants carried the box out and threw it into the big trash can on the side of the road. The bald head just watched them rushing in and out, not knowing whether it was joking or ridicule in his eyes. Of course he doesn’t understand the feeling of watching his own efforts being ruined, and his purpose is not to make Fang Zhiqiang suffer until he can’t sustain it. This box of things is Fang Zhiqiang’s loss, but It is the result they want with bald heads, so bald heads are naturally very satisfied. He probably only thought that Fang Zhiqiang didn't throw enough.
The shop assistants looked at them with hatred in their eyes, but what could be done with them, could it be against these people?
It didn't take long, and it was quickly packed. Fang Zhiqiang came out with everyone, locked the door, and prepared to go back separately.
Seeing them closed the store, they got up with their bald heads, moved their limbs, waved to other people, and said, "Let's go, come back tomorrow morning." Looking at Fang Zhiqiang and the shop assistants, he said with a smile: "Bye, see you tomorrow."
This means that they will come tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and maybe every day after that, of course, until their store is completely closed.
This was also in Fang Zhiqiang’s expectation. From the time he and Qin Xiaojun made the phone call, he knew that Qin Xiaojun’s purpose of letting them come was to bring down the store. They would not stop until the store closed. Every day from now on, they will check in and report, and insist on being at his shop on time than at work.
Seeing the bald heads leaving behind, the shop assistants were red with anger. A timid girl asked Fang Zhiqiang weakly: "Boss, what should I do tomorrow?"
What to do, Fang Zhiqiang actually didn't know, just one step at a time. But he couldn't let these people see the depression in his heart. He still smiled and said, "What should I do? It will be normal tomorrow."
"Then what if they are still guarding the door?"
"Is there any way to keep them from guarding?" Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile, and there was bitterness that couldn't be hidden in his smile. "As long as I didn't say that the store was closed, everyone would go to work and do their own things as usual. I won't pay. Give you one less point."
At this point, it is not just a matter of salary, it is related to the life and death of the entire store, and it is also related to their future. Who wants to see the hard work and results of their hard work be ruined by such a group of rascals, and what will happen to them in the future, who knows.
A little girl said bitterly: "It's better to rain tomorrow to see if they will come. No! Rain, snow, hail, and small knives! This group of people who have suffered thousands of knives to death and freeze!
Fang Zhiqiang was full of distress, and couldn't help but laugh. After the laugh, it was a bitter again: Shanghai's local ruffian, although this was his first experience, he had never heard of it before, and he did things ruthlessly enough. What he was afraid of was that these people could really go through rain or shine, even if it was windy, rainy or snowy. What's more, Qin Xiaojun gave them two thousand yuan a day. What kind of work can cost two thousand yuan a day, and there is no need to do anything, just sit there.
After saying goodbye to everyone and telling everyone to be careful on the road, Fang Zhiqiang will drive back. A clerk couldn't help reminding him: "Boss, you should be careful. Who knows if those people will not dare to do anything during the day and secretly trouble you at night?"
"Don't worry, it won't. Besides, I'm not afraid of fighting, your boss, I still practiced back then, and my master is the famous Bruce Lee." Fang Zhiqiang felt that he was probably numb, and he could still drive at this time. It was a joke, even though he couldn't laugh himself.
He is not too worried that these people will use other methods. Qin Xiaojun has never seen anything else that has the ability and brain. This thing is old enough and cunning enough to be slanderous. He just wants to find Fang Zhiqiang’s troubles, not to himself. Ask for trouble. Just like these people today, if they really fight or something, then Fang Zhiqiang definitely has a reason to call the police, and the police can no longer just sit idly by. When the time comes, they will surely lead him out and make him embarrassed. So he told these people to do nothing, as long as they were blocked like this, anyway, as long as Fang Zhiqiang's business was messed up, his goal would be achieved. Even if Fang Zhiqiang knew that he did it, he just told people to sit at the door of Fang Zhiqiang, without breaking the law or committing a crime. That's why Fang Zhiqiang has such a headache but has nothing to do. When he thinks of this, Fang Zhiqiang can't help but want to scold his mother. He prefers to do it with a real sword, and then ends, and does not want to suffer so much.
With that said, the shop assistants were still worried, and repeatedly told him to be careful, Fang Zhiqiang also let them pay attention to themselves, and call them immediately if they have any issues. Of course, there is still tomorrow morning to continue. Then he drove back in the car and went back to his messy dilapidated house. He didn't eat any food and didn't want to eat anything at all, so he plunged into the bed.
Fang Zhiqiang has never come back so early since he opened a fresh supermarket, and even earlier. He was really tired and needed a rest, but when he lay on the bed, he found that he couldn't sleep at all.