Although Li Dainian said fierce words, Zhang Fan knew that this confrontation would not last for too long after seeing him crying.

Sure enough, when Li Dainian cursed and saw that his wife and children also came to the scene.

The bright fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang" and the police rushed up to stop him.

Liu Liming breathed a sigh of relief and directed his subordinates to tear down Li Danian's stall. At the same time, he said: "We will not confiscate these clothes. You can go to the Urban Management Bureau to get the stall back by yourself."

Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, things did not develop as they imagined.

The onlookers gradually dispersed, and Li Danian was also pulled away by his wife. "It's not that the family can't afford to eat anymore, why is it so much?"

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky. The strong sunlight made his eyes hurt.

After all, the world of street stalls is not a world of martial arts, and he cannot be the elder brother of justice.

Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen also appeared behind Zhang Fan. Looking at the four family who were leaving, Jiang Lanqing couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, they look quite pitiful."

Zhang Zhenzhen didn't answer the conversation, she had seen something even more tragic.

Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and called Zhang Youwei. "Dad, what are you doing?"

"What else can you do? Just chase people and close the stalls, and it's a piece of cake." Perhaps because he was talking to his son, Zhang Youwei didn't care so much about it.

"For the sake of a health-building, the whole city is in a state of chaos, and I really don't understand."

Zhang Fan reminded his father to be careful again, and Zhang Youwei laughed "haha". "I just get a salary and won't pay myself."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan called a small truck to help him transport the air conditioner home.

"Why are these things?" Jiang Lanqing still didn't want to give up. These days were the most fulfilling and happy days she had.

"No, since we can't set up a stall anymore, we will open a store to sell clothes in the future." Zhang Fan replied.

Since the system's new task is to sell 10,000 pieces of clothes, it was unrealistic to do this by setting up a stall. Now Zhang Fan has just taken the plan in advance.

He also gave all these unnecessary things to the convenience store owner.

After Zhang Zhenzhen reloaded the remaining clothes into the woven pocket, Zhang Fan called a taxi for Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen, and was responsible for the escort.

Lu Jing was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she opened the door and saw that it was Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen, she asked in confusion: "Are you back so soon?"

Jiang Lanqing pursed his mouth. "Aunt Lu, no stalls are allowed."

After being caught in bed that time, Jiang Lanqing originally thought that he would not go to Zhang Fan's house for a long time.

However, when she made an exception for the first time, she saw that Zhang Fan's mother was not as majestic as she imagined, she consciously brought herself into Zhang Fan's identity as her girlfriend.

He was very polite to Zhang Fan's mother.

Lu Jing only reminded her occasionally about what she should pay attention to, and then put a new spell on Zhang Fan.

The rest of the time, I really regarded Jiang Lanqing as half of my daughter.

Zhang Zhenzhen was still as taciturn as ever in front of Lu Jing. After giving her routine polite greetings, she walked in with a woven bag.

She knew that Zhang Fan's mother loved Jiang Lanqing more than she did, and she also understood why this happened.

After Zhang Fan arrived home after them, Lu Jing looked at the cabinet that Bangbang was carrying and couldn't help but complain to her son. "The house is not broken, why did your dad buy a new air conditioner?"

Zhang Fan grabbed his hair and said actively: "This was originally rented, but after spending a little, people refused to agree, so I had to buy it."

Then he added, "I didn't spend money randomly, I made money by setting up a stall."

"How much did you earn?" Lu Jing asked immediately.

"If there is not much, it will be just over 10,000." Zhang Fan smiled.

He pointed to the air conditioner and said, "Give it all to buy it."

Lu Jing whispered a few bad-hearted merchants and quickly directed the baton to carefully place the cabinet worth 10,000 yuan in the living room.

After careful observation, I couldn't help complaining. "It's not bad, it's just a forced purchase and a forced sale. Son, you have been tricked."

Seeing that his mother's attention was on the new air conditioner, Zhang Fan quickly escaped back to his room.

Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen were already lying on his bed, and the air conditioner had been turned on by Jiang Lanqing.

She really doesn't treat herself as an outsider now.

This time, Zhang Fan learned to lock the door. He wanted to lie among them, but he was greeted with a slap.

Fortunately, he has not yet awakened his foot control attributes, otherwise he would be "hehe".

After a while of rest, Zhang Fan sat at the desk and was impressed, so he asked them to lie up and count the money.

Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen each took out a large pocket of money from their backpacks and poured them all onto the cool mat.

Zhang Fan looked at the bed of money, and didn't know whether the development of the times has progressed or retreated. In the future, money will really be just a number.

However, when he looked at the brand new counterfeit bill in his hand, he still understood that the times are moving forward.

Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen were furious. When they thought about it carefully, they couldn't remember who gave them fake money.

"How could such a new and glamorous money be fake?"

"Silly kid, it's just because it's fake that it needs to be like this!"

Zhang Fan rubbed Jiang Lanqing's hair with the flow, making it smooth and smooth.

Zhang Zhenzhen counted the money silently.

"This old money is also fake."

"Silly kid, because so it can make people believe it is true."

Zhang Fan grabbed Jiang Lanqing's cheek again, which was delicate and soft.

Zhang Zhenzhen was still counting the money silently.

Jiang Lanqing pouted and looked at Zhang Fan with bulging cheeks, and no longer regarded him as a curious baby.

Finally, after deducting 580 of fake money, their total income from setting up a stall was 22,451.5 yuan.

Not only are there fake money, but there are also fewer ones.

"How much money did you make?" This time it was Zhang Zhenzhen who became a curious baby.

Zhang Fan raised his hand in the air and rubbed his temples for a moment before answering. "Gross profit is over 7,000."

"So many?" Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen exclaimed at the same time.

Zhang Fan thinks this is normal. Now, as long as you are willing to do business honestly, you can make money.

With the memories of later generations, he knew even more that the next ten years will be the golden period for the development of this country.

After sorting out the money, Zhang Fan took out 1,500 yuan to Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen respectively. "This is your dividend."

"So many?"

“Too many.”

Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen didn't want to accept it. They knew they shouldn't have taken so much money.

In the end, Zhang Fan convinced them with the two cards of love and family affection.

After Jiang Lanqing took the money, he took out three hundred-dollar bills and handed them to Zhang Fan. "This is my skirt money."

Zhang Fan took it without hesitation and said with some regret: "I originally wanted you to be a model, but it's a pity."

Then he was kicked by Jiang Lanqing. "I also said that it was all your fault."

Zhang Zhenzhen was calculating the numbers silently in her heart, but Zhang Fan knocked her on the head. "Don't forget it, let's talk about it later."

He is also planning to let this cousin be his future agent, so he can't get off the bus so early.

Zhang Zhenzhen rubbed the position where Zhang Fan just knocked, and nodded with a smile.

At noon, Jiang Lanqing reluctantly said goodbye to Zhang Fan, and at the same time he reminded him: "You must call me when you are about to open the store."

"Don't worry."

In the afternoon, Zhang Fan took Zhang Zhenzhen out shopping. When he passed by a lottery store, he walked in and bought a lottery ticket worth 100 yuan.

He said fifty numbers just to incorporate the numbers he bought from the system for 5 million.

Zhang Fan was not greedy to raise the bet because he understood that any changes he made could affect the results of the lottery.

It was the first time that Zhang Zhenzhen saw Zhang Fan buy a lottery ticket, and she was a little surprised. "Do you believe this too?"

Zhang Fan shook his head. "I don't believe it, but I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll find an opportunity to waste money."

Zhang Zhenzhen knew why Zhang Fan was unhappy, so she stopped and looked up at the blue sky on her head. "Some things in the book are actually quite fake, just like what you said."

Zhang Fan also stopped and looked at Zhang Zhenzhen.

He found that his cousin also had a dream of a hero, but he kept it in his heart on weekdays.

"It will get better and better." Zhang Fan gently patted Zhang Zhenzhen on the shoulder.

At night, it was late at night and everyone was quiet, and Zhang Fan quietly knocked on Zhang Zhenzhen's door.

After Zhang Zhenzhen opened the door, Zhang Fan pressed her shoulder with both hands, stared at Zhang Zhenzhen who was staring at her with wide eyes, and asked very seriously: "Cousin, can I trust you?"

Zhang Zhenzhen looked straight into Zhang Fan's eyes. Although she could not see Zhang Fan's eyes clearly under the hazy night, she still nodded.
Chapter completed!