It was another day.
It seemed to be a peaceful day.
Early in the morning, Zhang Zian, as usual, cleaned up the shop and opened for business at the usual time.
There were usually no customers this early, so he poured mineral water into Fina's drinking basin and made a pot of tea for Old Time Tea. He planned to go to the breakfast stall across the road to buy something to eat.
He put on his coat, walked to the door, unlocked the glass door, pushed the door open, and walked out. He saw a few young people sitting on the sidewalk by the road, as if they were waiting for someone.
These young men did not give him a good feeling. He counted a total of seven of them, all wearing the same motorcycle leather jacket.
Hearing the sound of Zhang Zian opening the door, the seven people turned their heads at the same time.
Zhang Zian wanted to laugh. These seven people, each of their hair was dyed a different color: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and their hairstyles were very Shamat.
What are they doing? Shooting a movie? Looking at the seven different colored heads, it was probably a children's special film like "Rainbow Fighter."
But he could not laugh. These seven people looked very fierce, and in order to emphasize the fierceness in their eyes, they wore heavy eyeshadow, and a few of them wore nose rings, lip studs, and ear studs.
At their feet, there were a lot of empty beer cans scattered, and they were still holding one in their hands and drinking.
Zhang Zian wanted to say, "The sanitation workers just finished sweeping the street. Are you guys not appreciating the fruits of their labor?"
But he could not say it.
These people stood up and threw away the half-empty beer cans at the same time. They also stepped on the beer cans, and beer foam splashed everywhere on the ground.
Zhang Zian looked past them and looked at the breakfast stall across the street. The husband and wife, who usually had a stall every day, did not have a stall today for some reason.
The other shops did not open so early.
The seven of them put their hands in their pockets and surrounded Zhang Zian in a frivolous manner.
A man in a suit and glasses, carrying a briefcase, looked at his phone, and walked towards Zhang Zian with his head down.
The purple-haired man on the side immediately shouted, "Four-eyed dog! I'm talking to you! Can't you see the road with your four eyes? Do you want Grandpa Zi to give you a few more eyes? "
The man in the suit and glasses was so scared that he dropped his phone on the ground. When he saw the situation, he knew something was wrong. He bent down to pick up his phone and stumbled away. As he ran, he looked back to see if anyone was chasing him.
The other pedestrians avoided them from afar and took a detour.
Even the cars passing by seemed to step on the accelerator to speed up.
Zhang Zian was so nervous that he could feel the blood draining from his face.
These people were probably not here to buy pets.
What to do? Close the glass door and return to the shop?
Not having enough time was one thing. Even if it was closed, he could break it open if he really wanted to. Besides, even if he could avoid it once, could he avoid it forever? Could it be that they were going to close down like this?
No matter what, he decided to at least get to the bottom of it.
"This is a pet shop," he said. "Nothing else."
"I know, I know," the blonde in the middle said with a cheeky smile. "I'm looking for a pet shop."
"Oh, what's the matter? Do you want to buy a pet? "Zhang Zian asked calmly.
All of them started laughing wildly and exaggeratedly.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! "the blonde said with a smile," We don't raise pets, only women. "
"I don't have women here," Zhang Zian said.
The blonde nodded. "I know. But you need money to raise a woman. You know that, right? We are here today to borrow some money from you. Don't worry, we will definitely pay you back. "
Zhang Zian's palms were full of cold sweat, but he still kept a smile on his face. He said, "Sorry, the shop is not doing well. I really don't have money."
"No money? Haha! Boss, you are so dishonest. You sell a pet for thousands of yuan, right? Who are you kidding when you say you don't have money? Or are you looking down on me? "The golden-haired man said aggressively.
"The money to buy pets is borrowed. I will pay it back immediately after I sell them," Zhang Zian said.
The blonde stared at him. "Boss, you are so boring. People can borrow money from you, but you can't lend money to me? Just think of it as helping your brother, okay? "
Zhang Zian didn't know why the blonde's face with heavy makeup made him feel particularly disgusted. Even when Chen Taitong was in front of him, he didn't feel so disgusted. He wanted to punch him with his fist.
Zhang Zian took a deep breath to calm himself down. He smiled and said, "Sorry, this is a small business. I really don't have enough money."
The golden-haired guy scratched his one-foot-long hair and said awkwardly, "Boss, you're making things difficult for me … My brothers are all waiting to eat and pick up girls. If I don't feed them, I can't guarantee what will happen …"
The other six people all stared at Zhang Zian with all kinds of sloppy postures. They formed a semicircle in front of the shop.
Zhang Zian didn't say anything.
The blonde smiled. "Boss, you don't look so good. Let's do it this way. I won't make things difficult for you. You said you don't have money, right? "
Zhang Zian looked at him.
The blonde said to the others, "The boss doesn't have money at the moment. Let's be considerate and wait here for a while. When the boss sells the pets, he will have money."
The others immediately squatted down in groups of three or two. They took out cigarettes, lit them up, and started to smoke.
They were squatting on the sidewalk, not in anyone's way. However, with seven of them squatting there, Zhang Zian couldn't do business.
They could afford it, but Zhang Zian couldn't.
What worried him more was that as time went by, it was almost time for Little Celery to go to school. He didn't want Little Celery to see these people.
Little Celery was coming, and Sun Xiaomeng might also pass by.
Zhang Zian couldn't do anything, even if he called the police. Who said that people couldn't borrow money? Who said that people couldn't squat on the sidewalk?
At this moment, Old Time Tea's voice came from inside the shop. "My friend, since these friends are in trouble, why don't you lend them some money?"
Old Time Tea's voice sounded like a cat's meowing to the others.
Zhang Zian was stunned. Did Old Time Tea not understand the situation?
But he had no other choice. Little Celery was coming, and he was not without a trace of hope in his heart. Maybe this was really the only time, and they wouldn't come again in the future.
"How much do you need?" he asked.
The blonde jumped up and laughed. "Boss, you are so generous! There are seven of us, so we need at least ten thousand yuan to spend, right? "
Zhang Zian quietly went back to the shop and took out ten thousand yuan from the small safe under the cashier. It was almost all the cash in the shop. After all, few people chose to pay with cash these days.
He walked out of the shop and handed the money to the blonde. "Just this once."
He knew it was useless, but he had to say it.
The blonde happily counted the money and gave a thumbs up. "Good! Brothers, let's go! "
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