Calm and quiet
The real strong know how to live, so you see, I am still poor!!!
Looking at the deposit balance displayed on the ATM...... 6666.25 yuan, Fang Qiang fell into meditation. Rent, water and electricity, daily expenses...... These more than 6000 federal dollars can only last for a month at most, no, maybe, less than a month.
This is all my savings.
Taking back his bank card, Fang Qiang turned and left.
The morning air was particularly cool and fresh. Fang Qiang walked less than 100 meters down the street, came to a store, took out the key, opened the rolling shutter door, and walked in.
On the door, there is a shop advertisement [Xiaofang Boutique]
In the spacious store, there are many shelves, which are full of all kinds of cold and hot weapons, swords and halberds, Gauss electromagnetic weapons, Gunda, warships and fighters, magic wands, cavalry swords
There are all kinds of them, but they are a little small in size.
Behind the counter, Fang Qiang sat quietly, closed his eyes, and was in a daze... He was trapped in the daily sitting of an old monk, waiting for customers to come.
Everything is so quiet!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before long, the counter was knocked.
"Xiao Fang, remember to prepare the rent, and don't default."
A voice came from the front.
Fang Qiang opened his eyes. In front of the counter was a pockmarked and fat woman about 1.6 meters tall. She was wearing a clearly stale red and green flower coat. The pockmarked face on the big cake showed signs of aging. At first sight, the whole person felt serious and depressed.
This is Fang Qiang's landlord, Aunt Yu, the owner of this shop!
"Oh!" Fang Qiang nodded faintly. "Today is only the 25th. Next month, the rent will be paid on the 1st. There are still several days left. Don't worry."
Aunt Yu didn't answer any questions. She glanced at Fang Qiang and left the shop.
Fang Qiang looked at the other side's back, rubbed his eyebrows, and felt that the shop was located in a remote location in Nan City, and the rent for a month was only twenty-five thousand. As for reminding himself a few days earlier? It seems that I'm afraid I won't give it.
I was in a bad mood. I shook my head and didn't think about it.
"Xiao Mo, remember to pay the rent on time on the first day!"
There was a shout from Aunt Yu outside. Fang Qiang knew that he must have gone to the store next door again.
He could not help feeling that this was the daily life of Aunt Yu. She walked around every day to urge rent and remind others not to forget to pay the rent. How envious!
I've heard it for a long time. It sounds like I'm used to it now. If I don't see Aunt Yu reminding me to pay the rent one day, I may not be used to it!
This place is too biased. There are basically no new customers. One day passed quickly, and only one business was done with old customers. A teenager in junior high school bought a dark moon dagger and earned 40 yuan.
Fang Qiang looked at the darkening sky outside and was optimistic that at least he had enough money for dinner tonight.
When the shop was closed, Fang Qiang was wearing two ear Bluetooth, and the Bluetooth breathing light slowly blinked red and blue lights.
Following the rhythm of sports music, he plans to go out for dinner and take a walk, which is an old habit for several years.
Nan City is one of the second tier cities, with a total population of nearly 5 million. There are rivers running through the city, divided into east and west banks, and eight bridges connecting the city.
The whole city has developed light and heavy industries, and enterprises and companies can be seen everywhere. It can be said that it is a booming city.
An hour later, Fang Qiang came to a beautifully decorated restaurant, which mainly engaged in various barbecues, Malatang and other common nights to eat.
There were a lot of people at night. At first glance, 90% of the seats were occupied. There were many people coming to the restaurant on the street.
Fang Qiang found a place in the corner alone. A lonely person ordered a hot and sour powder, closed his eyes and waited.
In a corner of the restaurant, there are three guests on a table. They are balding people who are nearly middle-aged. One is fat and the other is thin.
Under the light, the barbecue on the table was smoking, and beer bottles were placed all over the table.
The bald and thin middle-aged man sprinkled some pepper powder on the barbecue, and a pungent smell of meat came out. He looked at the fat middle-aged man and sighed, "Lao Wang, don't worry. Although I said that my sister-in-law's whereabouts were strange during this period, I'm not sure it was something... No, relaxing is the right thing to do."
"Yes, yes, I mean the same thing." The thin middle-aged man on the other side, with a black mole on his face, also quickly agreed to comfort him.
Black fat middle-aged man did not answer, and his head was slightly lowered. He was holding a printing pen in his hand. It was a gift from the two people at the beginning of their acquaintance. It was a token of love in ancient times.
Seeing the black fat middle-aged man did not respond. The bald and thin middle-aged man gave the mole middle-aged man a wink and asked for a topic. The black fat middle-aged man was a good friend of the two of them from childhood to adulthood. Now they need to give some good advice.
Black Fat Middle aged raised his head and looked at his two friends respectively, revealing a complex smile of "I can't help myself when I reach middle age", which gradually turned into a ferocious smile. He whispered, "No, I saw it with my own eyes that day, there is no mistake, there is no......"
As he spoke, his voice gradually rose to a growl, "Am I not good to her? Ah, tell me why she treats me like this..."
Bang!
Speaking of anger, the black fat middle-aged man smashed his fist on the barbecue table, and the beer bottle collided and made a series of glass crisp sounds.
"Why? Why? Why..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The more he suddenly thought about it, the more angry he became. The black fat middle-aged man beat the food table, stood up, stared at his friends and questioned. He was angry, confused and powerless.
The noise here caused the guests in the whole restaurant to look sideways and point.
In the corner, Fang Qiang's hot and sour powder has arrived. He didn't notice the movement here, so he took out his chopsticks and began to eat. The authentic hot and sour feeling made him very satisfied.
The bald and thin middle-aged man realized that Lao Wang was too excited. He quickly reached out his hand in embarrassment, took Lao Wang's hand to beat the table, and shouted, "Lao Wang, Lao Wang, don't do this, don't do this!"
After a pause, he added, "We will lose money if we beat the table!"
Nevus middle-aged also pulled Lao Wang to sit down again, but also recognized with a similar face, "Yes, Lao Wang, don't beat it, we will lose money if we beat it."
The black fat middle-aged man was not pulled, but became more angry. His small eyes were full of blood, he stared at the two people, and shouted, "Are you with her? Ha ha ha, I know. You call me out, actually to lead me away, so that the bitch can do things easily..."
At this point, the black fat middle-aged man stopped, and an unknown anger surged into his heart, like a bomb explosion, sweeping the whole body. He waved his pen and shouted, "I want to kill her, bitch must die!"
I don't know where the strength came from. The pen in his hand was broken by him.
The sharp section pierced the black fat middle-aged skin, revealing blood.
Bald and thin middle age and mole middle age complain secretly. Lao Wang is usually very easy-going, but now he seems to have taken gunpowder and become angry at random.
The guests at the next tables frowned when they saw this. Why is this man so incompetent? He made a lot of noise in public.
The fat boss of the food shop was also alarmed. He hurried out and faced the three people, "Gentlemen, can you be quiet? You have disturbed..."
