After a while, they had sold half of their stock. When they were free, Li Jian touched the fat on his belly and suddenly turned to Qin Guan. "I was just thinking about something. Li Jian pointed at Zhou Jing and then at Qin Guan. "You can be considered top students, right?" “
Zhou Jing nodded in agreement. Li Jian was still confused. "Why do you always do things that even junior high school graduates can do?"
Qin Guan looked at Li Jian speechlessly. "As a poor student with only 200 yuan as an initial investment, you can't even get a graduation certificate. What do you do instead of setting up a stall? Do you wait for a stupid boss to cry and beg you to save his business? "
"Or is there a big investor who saw that you have a good bone structure and gave you a share for free when you do a big project?"
The fat on Li Jie's cheeks puffed up. Suddenly, a woman selling underwear pulled him hard and said, "Hey, stop chatting! The law enforcement officers are here!"
Qin Guan and the other three looked at the other end of the street in horror. They saw a young man, not much older than them, wandering around and checking the stalls. He was wearing the disgusting urban management uniform.
The three of them didn't have time to chat. They piled up their unsold couplets and New Year paintings on their tricycles, ready to leave.
However, they made too much noise, which alerted the young urban management.
Zhao Fengzhu was very unhappy that day. As a graduate of the Police Academy majoring in criminal investigation, he hadn't been assigned to the public security system. Instead, his father, who was afraid of his death, had forced him to join the urban management team.
As an ambitious youth, who would have the patience to chat with these big sisters and aunties who set up stalls?
Zhao Fengzhu was still depressed, when he saw the three thieves. Bang! How dare they set up a stall in a regular market?
It was his first day on the job, so Zhao Fengzhu decided to take them down personally.
The three of them saw the urban management rolling up their sleeves and rushing towards them. Qin Guan roared, "Run! Run! "
The three of them ran out of the market. Qin Guan pedaled his tricycle continuously, pulling the wheel at a high speed.
Zhou Jing moved left and right between the stalls like an agile monkey climbing a tree.
Li Jian felt that he had never run so fast in his entire life. His legs were like a tiger, and the cold northern wind whistled past his ears. The flesh on his face had already spread out on both sides due to the high speed, and it trembled slightly as he ran.
Just as he was feeling emotional about his outburst, he felt that time had stopped while he was running. Well, he was arrested.
Qin Guan was already far away when he heard Li Jian's cry behind him, "Help! Qin Guan! Zhou Jing! Help me! I was arrested. "
Qin Guan stopped the tricycle, sighed, and rode back.
He saw the proud officer pinching Li Jian, while Zhou Jing jumped up and down on the side, not knowing how to help.
Qin Guan had no choice but to jump off the tricycle and knock the officer down. Then he pulled Li Jian onto the tricycle and shouted, "Bang! Kick as hard as you can! "
Without saying a word, Li Jian burst out with infinite strength in an instant. His short legs turned upside down, and he rode the tricycle far away.
Qin Guan made a gesture to Zhou Jing, "You go first. We'll meet at your house later." Zhou Jing looked at Qin Guan worriedly, and ran after Li Jian like a wisp of smoke.
Zhao Fengzhu brushed off the dirt on his clothes and said with a grin, "Good. You're a good friend."
Qin Guan didn't hesitate. He thought quickly, "Let's not talk nonsense. One on one. If you can catch me, I'll go with you. You can do whatever you want with the fine."
Zhao Fengzhu was impressed by Qin Guan's manly words. Besides, Zhao Fengzhu had graduated from the police academy. His grappling skills were obviously better than Qin Guan's, who was obviously a student.
Zhao Fengzhu said to Qin Guan generously, "Okay, let's have a fight."
Qin Guan pointed to the square next to Binhai Road and said, "It's spacious over there. Don't fight here. It's easy to damage the stalls."
Zhao Fengzhu adjusted his hat and said, "Okay." Then he walked to the square without hesitation.
Qin Guan and Zhao Fengzhu turned their heads, showed their teeth, and tiptoed to a small alley on the side and slipped away.
Zhao Fengzhu was still thinking, "I'll use this move first and then that. I'll be able to catch you." When he stood in the square and turned around, there was nothing behind him. A small winter wind blew over, blowing up the rubbish on the ground.
Zhao Fengzhu realized that he had been fooled by Qin Guan. He gritted his teeth and thought, "Boy! Wait and see! "
Qin Guan and the other two were rescued safely. They met at Zhou Jing's house and took their earnings for the day. Then they turned around and went to stock up.
Why did they still work when they were chased by the urban management? They had made a lot of money that day. Including the couplets and New Year paintings, they had sold hundreds of them. The cost-benefit ratio was too high in the morning.
They murmured to themselves. According to the patrol rules, the urban management wouldn't get up early to patrol the morning market every day. They decided to take the risk and set up their stalls the next day.
Thus, the situation developed in the next two days.
"Hey, uncle, look at these New Year paintings. They are so colorful."
"Hey, sister, how many do you want?"
Then there was Zhou Jing's scream. "Ah! The young urban management is coming again! "The three of them ran wildly.
This time, Li Jian pedaled while the other two ran. Zhou Jing was poked by a bamboo pole behind him. He screamed miserably, "Help me!"
Li Jian kept pedaling forward with all his might. He didn't want to cause more trouble. Seeing this, Qin Guan grabbed one end of the bamboo pole and signaled Zhou Jing with his eyes to run.
Zhou Jing got up quickly, turned around, and ran away.
Qin Guan didn't hesitate either. He grabbed one end of the bamboo pole and swept it in one direction. Zhao Fengzhu was dragged along by the inertia.
"Clang!" The middle of the bamboo pole hit the electric pole. Qin Guan let go of it in time and ran away. Zhao Fengzhu was caught unprepared.
Due to the inertia of Qin Guan's release of the bamboo pole, the whole pole shook violently. Zhao Fengzhu couldn't let go of it. As the pole swayed with a buzzing sound, Zhao Fengzhu's body shook as if he had been electrocuted.
When Zhao Fengzhu thought he was going to die there that day, the bamboo pole gradually stopped shaking.
The young urban management is extremely angry. Just you wait! I'm going to fight you to the death!
Qin Guan and the others calculated the money they had earned. The young urban management hadn't come early, so they could still make some money. They looked at each other and discussed, "Shall we do it one more day?"
"One more day!" That's settled.
The next morning, a similar scene played out. This time, the three of them escaped successfully. Zhao Fengzhu's wide-brimmed hat was swaying in the wind. He climbed down from the tree, sniffling.
Looking at the dusty hat, Zhao Fengzhu brushed the dust off it and muttered, "What a bully! I won't come tomorrow, OK? I'll go to the Sanzhan morning market, OK? "He went back to the team, feeling wronged.
At the same time, Qin Guan and the other two discussed together, "We've made a lot of money these days. The morning market is almost full, and we've bought everything we wanted. We have to find another place to sell." “
Let's go to the Sanzhan morning market. It's far away from here. " The three of them discussed it and decided to do it.
The next morning, Qin Guan and the other two met Zhao Fengzhu again at the Sanzhan morning market. They looked at each other speechlessly. The young urban management officer stared at them fiercely and turned his face away, ignoring them.
The three of them let out a long sigh of relief. The danger was over, and they sold the rest of the stock smoothly. The three of them collected all the change. After deducting the cost, they each made a net profit of 530 yuan.
They patted Qin Guan's shoulder encouragingly, "Good comrade, see you next holiday!" Counting the money, they walked away complacently.
Looking at the pile of change on the table, Qin Guan sighed softly. The two of them were relying on him.
When he returned home that night, he pooled the money he had earned that holiday into six bills and gave them to his mother. She looked at him with a moved expression and said shyly, "Mom, it wasn't easy for you to raise me. Take it as a reward for your hard work." “
His mother was moved by his words. She pulled his ear and shouted, "I brought you up! That's all you're worth! You little bastard! " “
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