Chapter 13 Disputes
Two or three days have passed since that thrilling night. Zhang Nianzu thought about how he had chatted with a member of a mysterious race that only appeared in movies or novels for half the night, and how he almost had something to do with the so-called 100 million US dollars. Until now, he still feels like he had a dream.
Zhang Nianzu doesn't like to dream. When Wang Feng was a mentor on variety shows in those years, every time he asked the contestants "What is your dream", he would think for a long time. The conclusion was that he didn't have any ideals and that maintaining the status quo was fine.
Zhang Nianzu's parents died in a car accident when he was fifteen, leaving behind this car repair shop and a house in the back apartment building. Zhang Nianzu sometimes feels sad, but when he thinks about it, at least he was almost an adult when his parents left, and it is a blessing in disguise that he did not end up in an orphanage. Old Wu is a clerk who has always followed his father. He has first-class skills and has never had second thoughts for so many years. The car repair shop is enough for the old and the young to live a well-off life. It seems that God has not treated him unfairly.
Mr. Wu had to attend a parent-teacher meeting for his daughter today, so he didn't come in the morning.
Zhang Nianzu did a four-wheel alignment for someone and serviced two cars, earning a few hundred dollars. His performance was not bad. Then he had time to drive his Ford into the shop. Just as he removed the front bumper, he heard the sound of heavy leather shoes approaching the door. Zhang Nianzu had no choice but to greet them, "Would you like to repair your car?"
The man's upper body was extremely sturdy, and he almost blocked out the sunlight from the door when he stood there. The funny thing was that he was wearing a pair of baggy and short pants, which not only did not hang on the footrest, but also stretched a little to avoid hanging down. But looking at his indifferent expression, it didn't seem funny at all.
Zhang Nianzu looked towards the door and asked, "What's wrong with your car?"
Lei Yuanzheng didn't say anything, but just looked at everything in the repair shop and asked, "Who is the owner of this shop?"
"I am."
"Has it always been you?"
Zhang Nianzu said, "It's been almost ten years, and it's always been me. What happened to your car?"
Lei Yuanzheng walked around the room without asking for anyone's permission. He kicked Zhang Nianzu's bunk with his toes and asked, "Are you the only one here?"
Zhang Nianzu said patiently, "There is another technician who didn't come today. I'm wondering if you are going to repair the car or not?"
Lei Yuanzheng's gray eyes radiated a sinister light. He said, "I'm not repairing cars. I'm looking for something."
Zhang Nianzu was speechless: "You came to my store to look for something?"
Lei Yuanzheng took out a notebook, pointed to a line of words on it and said, "Can you help me check if this address is here?" It said Changsheng Street, but there was no number.
Zhang Nianzu leaned over to take a look and said, "The street name is correct."
Lei Yuanzheng suddenly saw the blood scab on Zhang Nianzu's forehead: "When did you get injured?"
"It's been several days - listen to me, if you have nothing to do, go to the park and watch the old man play chess. I'm still busy."
Lei Yuanzheng put his hand on Zhang Nianzu's shoulder again: "Have you ever broken your wrist here?" It was still a little swollen there, which made him look a little uncoordinated.
Zhang Nianzu threw his hand away and said angrily, "Are you sick?"
Lei Yuanzheng laughed and said, "I am sick and I am looking for something to cure it."
Zhang Nianzu lost his temper. He had just suspected that he had met a lunatic. Now that the other party admitted it, he was helpless. Running a store and doing business means encountering various emergencies. You can still hide on the street, but what can you do now?
Lei Yuanzheng seemed to have temporarily lost interest in Zhang Nianzu. He looked around the store again and said grimly, "I seem to have been here when I was a kid, but everything has changed."
Zhang Nianzu had no choice but to agree with him: "This place has been rebuilt many times, and it hasn't changed much."
Lei Yuanzheng fell into deep thought. He took out a wallpaper knife and out of boredom, he dug out both eyeballs of the beautiful female car model on the poster on the wall.
Zhang Nianzu gritted his teeth and said, "Can I have less free time?" Under normal circumstances, he would have chased him away long ago, but the other party was a psychopath and had a knife with him. If something happened, it would be bad for everyone, and the main thing was that it was hard to explain...
At this time, a quarrel suddenly came from next door. Zhang Nianzu rolled his eyes and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see the fight."
Lei Yuanzheng's expression changed: "Fight?" He involuntarily followed Zhang Nianzu out the door.
Next to Zhang Nianzu's auto repair shop is a barber shop. The manager is a man with messy hair, nicknamed Hua Yingxiong. After people called him that for a long time, he simply named his barber shop "Yingxiong Hair Studio."
I heard there was some excitement, and there were already three or five people gathered at the door of the Yingxiong Hair Studio.
Hua Yingxiong was not at home in the morning, and his eldest apprentice took the lead. This boy was in his twenties, nicknamed A Bao, and had inherited 80% of Hua Yingxiong's true skills. To do this job, he had to have his own style, so A Bao simply gave himself a hairstyle like Hong Kong actor Ba Liang Jin, which made him very recognizable. Unfortunately, he had no nickname, so people still called him A Bao...
The victim of this incident was a young man under 30 years old, with a literary tone but a loud voice. At this moment, he was sitting in the barber's chair and was furious.
Zhang Nianzu asked the people around him: "What's wrong?" Everyone said that they had just arrived and asked him to wait and see what happened.
The young man turned his chair around and faced the crowd, who all burst into laughter - they saw that he had two small mustaches on his upper lip that did not match his age, and the rest of his face was clean-shaven , which was obviously a new hairstyle.
Some onlookers couldn't help but sneer: "A Bao, this is what you designed for someone else. If you mess it up, you'll lose face for your master, right?"
Po argued, "He told me to do this!"
The young man was furious when he heard this: "I asked you to trim my beard like the great detective Poirot, what kind of nonsense is this?"
A-Bao held up his phone to show everyone, and said unconvincedly: "Aren't they exactly the same? Is it my craftsmanship?"
After seeing it, everyone said, "It's really the same." They couldn't help but look at the young man sideways, suspecting that he was causing trouble on purpose.
The young man jumped off the chair with his apron on, shouting excitedly, "I asked you to make me the new version of Poirot. You know the new version? It's the Poirot beard in the version starring Kenneth Branagh and Johnny Depp! You made me the version starring David Suchet!"
Everyone was confused: "What's the difference?" Someone opened Baidu on their phone and the result was very clear: it is true that the protagonists of both versions of the movie have beards, but the latest version of Kenneth's beard is rough and fluffy, and at first glance it looks like it came from the set of "The Revenant", while the David version has two greasy mustaches, thin and smooth. Now the question is: if Po first gets the former, he can still change to the latter. At present it is difficult for a good cook to cook without rice, and it is impossible to make a greasy mustache into an explosive one.
A Bao insisted, "Then it shouldn't be wrong for me to fix it for you according to the previous one, right?"
The young man shouted, "You should have asked which version it was before you did it!"
A Bao asked, " How do know there are several versions of a movie?"
The young man said in disbelief: "You don't even watch Agatha Christie's movies ?"
A Bao said aggrievedly: "I do this job because I have no education. Oh, so I have to study film major in my spare time while shaving people's heads?" Everyone laughed again.
Zhang Nianzu was also amused by what he saw. He walked into the store and said, "I want to ask you a question—"
When Abao saw that it was him, he was so excited that he said, "You tell me."
Zhang Nianzu asked, "What was this guy like when he first came?"
Everyone thought that the street's duel king was indeed very meticulous - if the young man had not grown a full beard when he came, then Po would have been completely wronged.
The young man also saw through people's thoughts. He turned on his cell phone and shouted, "This is what I looked like before I came in!"
Everyone laughed again: This young man had a big beard before he came, like Engels.
The young man said indignantly: "Do you know how long I have been growing this beard? A whole year! What do you think I should do?"
Zhang Nianzu suppressed his laughter and said, "Let me be fair." He said to the young man, "This matter is your fault for not explaining it clearly. Who knew you wanted the old version or the new version? It's not like you said you wanted a Mei Chaofeng hairstyle, which is definitely right."
The young man said depressedly: "Then you have to give me an explanation."
Zhang Nianzu said to Abao: "How about this, when this guy grows his beard again, you can give him that for free--"
The young man said, "Kenneth Branagh."
"Yes, the one that Kenneth has, just think of it as having more repeat customers, what do you think, Abao?"
A Bao said hesitantly: "I have no objection, it depends on this gentleman."
The young man also said helplessly: "This is the only way, what else can I say?"
The matter came to an end. People had watched a great show and left with admiration.
Zhang Nianzu turned around and saw Lei Yuanzheng still standing behind him, so he asked him, "Is this more fun than being in my room?"
Lei Yuanzheng seemed to have suddenly lost all interest in Zhang Nianzu. He said coldly, "Congratulations, you are not the person I am looking for."
Zhang Nianzu looked at his sturdy figure walking away and murmured, "That was a close call!" He added, "He's really a psychopath."
