I went to hand out flyers that morning, from the streets and alleys, posting people whenever I see them, and sticking them when I see them. This beautiful city of Harbin has seen a sharp increase in the number of psoriasis, and many of them have been chased by the urban management team. Fortunately, I have practiced it so I can barely escape the disaster again and again.

I was crazy for two days before I finally sent out a large box of flyers that Cui Zuofei printed. I suddenly realized that my skill in sending flyers was really first-class. I had free time and could do part-time jobs and definitely make a lot of money. But these were just fantasies. That day I told Cui Zuofei about my thoughts.

He told me earnestly: "Xiaojiu, you can't have such an idea. Such an idea is wrong. What's the future of sending leaflets? You have to have dreams in life. Isn't it no different from a salted fish without a dream? So it's better to honestly fool people to buy Buddha statues. This is the way out."

I swear that if there is no last sentence, what he said can be directly used in Chinese textbooks.

Actually, why do I feel that sending flyers is better than being in Fukuzetang? For example, sending flyers is at least a regular job, and the money is earned by one's own labor, and I have a clear conscience. To put it nicely, working in Fukuzetang means believing in religious beliefs, and to put it bluntly, it means making feudal superstitions and cheating people for money and other crimes.

But if I say that, if I really want to hand over the flyer, I won’t even go there even if I beat you to death. In comparison, I would rather be a person who messes with feudal superstitions. At least I would be a more relaxed life. This is the world now.

Actually, I never thought that someone would come based on the flyer before I sent it. Later, when I sent the flyer, I changed my view. I felt that if Wu Lao Er saw it, I might come, but by chance, we really caught up with such a Wu Lao Er.

That afternoon, the afternoon when I finished sending the flyer, Cui Zuofei and Yi Xinxing set up a small table in Fuzetang. The main reason was that Cui Zuofei was tired of fighting online and said he wanted to try the actual battle. Just when the three of us were fighting hotly, there was a knock at the door. After knocking on the door, he walked in. The guy came in was a little kid who looked sixteen or seventeen years old. He had a big earring on his ears and colorful hair. He looked like a gangster, and he was also a nerd gangster.

"Boy, what are you doing? If you have something to do, go out if you have nothing to do." Cui Zuofei squinted his eyes and shouted at the despicable boy. It's not that Cui Zuofei looked down on these gangsters. He told me that he had been acting like a gangster for a while, so he had nothing to say. The reason for his bad attitude is that this kid is a poor student and cannot be rich at all. You must know that Cui Zuofei is a jealous person who is jealous of money. If you don't have money and you are the mayor, he may not be able to stay in Fuzetang for how long. Of course, this is a metaphor. How could he have no money as the mayor of the Celestial Empire? Right?

The boy was not scared by Cui Zuofei's yell. Instead, he showed a happy look. He took out a crazy leaflet and asked, "Is this Fukuzawado?"

"Didn't you see such a big sign at the door?" Cui Zuofei knocked over his legs, lit a cigarette and took a sip.

"Then you are the leader of Fukuzedo. Boss Cui, my idol." The wretched boy rushed up and shook hands with Cui Zuofei solemnly. I was stunned by the sight of Yi Xinxing and I. Where is this? It's not that Cui Zuofei invited an actor to play with Yi Xinxing and me.

"I didn't expect that so many young people have known my name. Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Cui Zuofei also blushed, but he recovered quickly, instead pretending to be like a fairy-like figure.

"Don't be satisfied with Brother Cui, I encountered some situation when I came here this time. I saw that the flyer said that you could solve special events. I hope you can help me with what I encountered this time." The lewd boy said to us in a low voice.

"What's the matter? Tell me the detailed process." Cui Zuofei asked.

"That's right. The cause of the matter has to start with our school. It was really cloudy that day. I went home from a path I usually walked on, and suddenly!" The wretched boy paused here.

I was upset when I heard this and asked, "What's going on suddenly, do you say it."

"Hehe, did you suddenly encounter a special situation?" Cui Zuofei was an old fry. He guessed the boy's meaning and continued to ask: "Tell me, what kind of thing you encountered."

"I was going home, when suddenly Yuan Bin rushed out with seven or eight people." said the boy.

"Uh..." Cui Zuofei and Yi Xinxing were stunned. I thought that some evil ghost would break out, it sounded like a name.

"If you come out and catch me, you will beat me up. Wouldn't you just do better? A bastard. I came this time and I hope that Boss Cui will help me beat him up." The boy said.

"I'm dizzy. Boy, do you think it's a young and dandy. What's your name?" I asked at the boy. I guess this boy should be obsessed with the evil ones when he sees the young and dandy.

"My name is Wang Zewei. I know the rules on the Tao. I won't disclose any of them if something happens, and the price is easy to say." Wang Zewei said in a slutty manner.

I couldn't stand it anymore. The young and dandy boys were really hurting people and harming the future flowers of the motherland like this. I pointed to the door and said, "Let's go by yourself, we won't take on such a business."

When Wang Zewei heard me say this, he could only sigh and turn around and walk towards the door, and said as he walked: "Hey, I'm going to take out all my savings and ask someone to beat those guys. It seems that I have to find someone else."

When I heard this, I felt something was wrong. It was probably because Wang Zewei seemed to have mentioned all his savings. I turned around and saw that Cui Zuofei looked at Wang Zewei with the same eyes as the bull in heat, and he was almost drooling.

"Little brother, wait a minute. Who said we won't take it? I'll take it. Tell me how much savings you have." Cui Zuofei stood up and said to Wang Zewei.

Wang Zewei turned around and sighed, "I always feel that you three are not reliable."

"Look at my tattoo, it's real, don't worry, isn't it just a beating? As long as the price is in place, it's fine." Cui Zuofei said with his eyes narrowed.

I listened to Cui Zuofei's words and wanted to come forward and beat him up. The mark Chang Tianqing gave him was actually said to be a tattoo.

"Brother Cui, this is not suitable. We are all Yin and Yang gentlemen." I whispered in Cui Zuofei's ear. I don't want to be in my twenties. I'm still rushing into the middle school and fighting a middle school student. That's too fierce.

"It's appropriate to get the money." Cui Zuofei glared at me and signaled me not to speak.

"I'll pay 10,000 yuan and just beat someone up. I don't know if it's enough." Wang Zewei thought about it and took out 10,000 yuan from his bag and said.

"Enough, it's definitely enough. Hehe, little brother, don't worry, I will take my brothers and a few to deal with him tomorrow." Cui Zuofei said with a smile, and then reached out to take over 10,000 yuan.

"She, I'm very close to their class. His name is Yuan Bin. This is a photo. He is a student from Harbin Key No. 1 Middle School and Grade 3 and 5. I hope you have some professional ethics." After saying that, the boy threw down a photo and turned around and walked away.

I looked at Cui Zuofei, who was sitting aside and counting money and said, "Old Cui, this is really not good." It's not that I'm pretentious. Think about it like this. When you were in high school, you rushed into elementary school to beat someone. If you think about it like this, you will understand how I feel now.

"It's good to have money. I'll follow my brother to beat up that Yuan Bin tomorrow and invite you to dinner." After that, he walked into the bedroom with the money in his arms and counted the money. Seeing Cui Zuofei's carefree day, Mr. Yin and Yang took someone to chop the rack. He probably was the first. He was almost the same as Jigong. The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha kept it in his heart.
Chapter completed!