Chapter 175: Besieged City, Sister
early morning
Fan Hongyu came out of the Internet cafe. Today was another day of losing all his money. He felt refreshed!
It was still a bit chilly in County A in April, especially at six o'clock, when you could always feel a chill.
Lately I’ve been feeling very cold in the mornings, with cold hands and feet, as if my kidneys were overdrawn.
His mouth felt a little dry and his throat felt a little itchy. Fan Hongyu smoked a whole pack of cigarettes all night.
Just twenty cigarettes could not relieve Fan Hongyu's sorrow that night.
His eyes were a little red. Although he was only twenty-one years old, he looked vicissitudes and haggard that were not in line with his age.
I felt my pocket and found a few dollars left from buying cigarettes.
It’s barely enough to buy a night of beef noodles.
Fan Hongyu quickly walked to the breakfast shop near the Internet cafe, "I want a bowl of beef noodles and two sesame cakes."
The money is not enough, but this does not affect Fan Hongyu's consumption.
There was indeed a sign on the wall of the store that said "Small business, no credit, please don't ask for money", but he just had no money, so what else could he do?
After the meal, tell the boss that you don’t have enough money and he will understand.
There's nothing I can do if I'm not considerate. I won't eat here next time.
Ever since he was playing games in an Internet cafe at the age of 19 and saw a smoking uncle playing a mahjong game next to him, Fan Hongyu gradually fell in love with this thrilling and exciting life.
He is not going to surf the Internet, but to participate in a battle, a life-and-death battle!
With a try, a bicycle can be turned into a motorcycle.
Life is like a gamble. No matter whether you can afford to lose or not, you have to fight hard in the vast crowd.
Especially after his sister became rich last year, Fan Hongyu's battle became even more brutal.
He doesn't feel sorry for spending 10 or 10 thousand a night.
There is no time or opportunity to feel sorry, because the next battle has already begun!
I won three or five hundred and spent it all in half a day.
Lose 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, and then keep a low profile in a daze. After raising enough money, try again.
Soon, beef noodles and sesame cakes were served.
Fan Hongyu didn't say anything discouraging, and even took the initiative to ask the boss for chili peppers.
It’s too early to talk about money before you finish your meal.
There was no rush to finish the meal. Ever since he became addicted to gambling, Fan Hongyu had been eating very slowly.
The main thing is that I have a lot of time and no work, so the thing I have the most every day is time.
While Fan Hongyu was eating, the boss quickly posted something with black words on red paper on the wall.
【Good news】
[Our restaurant has launched a benefit activity. Anyone who doesn't bring money and can't pay for the meal can get five yuan off as long as they clean 100 plates ! ]
[Activity time: now ~ closing at the end of the year]
[Note: The right to interpret this activity belongs to our store! ]
Depend on!
Fan Hongyu held the chopsticks and the fan's hand at his mouth, staring at the words on the wall with wide eyes.
This is not a matter of a few dollars, this is a matter of dignity!
Fan Hongyu looked around and saw that this shop had two doors, a front door and a back door.
The front door is where the cashier goes and the soup noodles are made, and outside the back door is a large stove for boiling soup. Because the store is not very big, the stove needs to be at the back door.
Going out from the back door is the inner alley. It only takes more than ten steps to turn into another alley, making it impossible for the boss to catch him.
This is not a matter of a few dollars. Fan Hongyu can give him 100 yuan for food when he has money, but now he has no money, and washing dishes for three or four dollars...
This won't work!
Normal people generally don’t understand the pride of gamblers.
These people always have self-esteem and arrogance in inexplicable places .
Fan Hongyu looked around and had to stop his steps as he was planning to escape quietly.
Four men in black leather police uniforms walked in.
Grass!
Although Fan Hongyu didn't do anything bad, he felt unhappy when he saw these policemen coming in.
Washing dishes is impossible!
But now I can’t run away…
My pocket is so damn clean!
Fan Hongyu felt his pocket, trying hard to take out another ten-yuan or five-yuan bill.
However, his pockets were really clean. If he could feel them, he would not have gone to the faucet in the Internet cafe toilet to drink cold water in the middle of the night.
Fan Hongyu lowered his head and continued to eat the tasteless beef noodles.
There were too many chili peppers, and Fan Hongyu felt uncomfortable eating them, and his face turned red.
The four policemen sat near the back door. Due to their professional habits, they generally did not like to sit too far outside when eating.
After ordering breakfast, the four of them sat aside and started chatting.
"After Wei Jie arrived, we have been busy like a dog. We have to come for patrol at around six o'clock."
A policeman talked about the culprit who made them come on patrol in the morning.
There are not many police officers in this small county, and they have to take turns to rest and be on standby, so these people are working overtime this time.
You can curse as much as you want, but there's no such thing as working overtime without cursing. Getting overtime pay is a good thing, but it's just a matter of saying a few words if you're unhappy.
The other policeman was even more confused about this matter.
"I usually work overtime, and I do other things if not this, but what exactly does Boss Wei want to do? I have a relative who runs an Internet cafe , and he said that recently all Internet cafes in the county have to install a management system called [Five Points]."
The relationships in second-, third- and fourth-tier small towns are complicated, and the civil service system is generally familiar to everyone.
A fat policeman also said: "I know this too. A buddy of mine also runs an Internet cafe. He said that many college students went to the Internet cafe to promote this in the past two days."
The policeman who first scolded Wei Jie said, "I seem to have heard of this, and I heard it's free."
The fat policeman said, "It's free, but I heard that anyone who doesn't use it is registered, and there have been reports of minors entering."
This is unethical. Except for a few Internet cafes that focus on competition, some small Internet cafes still want to make some money from primary school students, especially on weekends.
Another police officer also said: "Recently, the fire department seems to have asked us to check the fire escape passages of Internet cafes in the next two days and thoroughly investigate the illegal Internet cafes in the alleys."
How can an illegal Internet cafe pass the fire safety inspection? It is not profitable to open an Internet cafe nowadays. The profitable days are long gone, so basically, if they are fined a few times, they will lose money.
The first police officer asked in confusion: "Doesn't Wei Jie run a fruit purchasing station? Why is he arguing with the owner of the Internet cafe?"
This problem is also a problem that Internet cafe owners cannot figure out.
Fan Hongyu thought about it, but he still couldn't figure it out.
He had heard of Wei Jie, the big boss where his sister worked. He was said to be very rich.
The police behind him quickly stopped discussing the matter and started eating and playing with his phone.
Fan Hongyu was looking at the beef noodles and sesame seed cakes that he had eaten clean, and was feeling conflicted.
He had no way and no time to hesitate.
Soon, Fan Hongyu took out his cell phone.
He has no money, but he has a sister! !
"Sister, I have no money for food, please give me a hundred to help me out."
