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MTL - The Era of Hard Work-Chapter 47 The sad story of Qiao Weiguo (recommended ticket)
Chapter 47 The Sad Story of Qiao Weiguo (recommended ticket)
Financial college freshmen are entering the last day of registration, and the busyness is still unabated. New arrivals have to make big purchases. Those who have registered have stayed in the dormitory for one night and found that the rampant mosquitoes are more vicious than the black-hearted vampires in the school store.
Sales of various anti-mosquito products have skyrocketed.
Especially wind oil essence is very popular. After all, in addition to preventing heat and reducing heat, there are other wonderful uses that cannot be described in words.
After another busy morning, Lv Dong came back from Lvjia Village pulling goods and saw Lv Chun sitting under the sun umbrella chatting with Qiao Weiguo.
Lu Dong walked along the intersection and turned onto the curb. Lu Chun said, "The School of Finance's orientation is almost over."
On the advice of the dynasty, Lu Dong stopped using the electric horn for the time being.
"I know." Lu Dong parked the car: "They are old students starting tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and there is always demand. The new students will be trained for military training, and there will be demand. If they sell here for a week, the normal school will start."
Lu Chun said: "Okay! The business has been picking up."
Lu Dong said seriously: "This year, in time for the start of the semester next year, the sellers can be placed from the east to the west."
In the coming year, more people will be laid off, and in the face of the survival of the whole family, their faces will be turned backward.
Of course, in the conservative land of Taidong, there will also be a large number of people who would rather stay at home and do nothing than engage in speculation.
Lu Chun stood up, looked at the school opposite, and said with emotion: "University..."
Lu Dong asked at the right time: "Brother, how are you doing with your self-study?"
"You kid!" Lu Chun frowned, "Can you still have a good chat!"
Lu Dong understood, remembered something, and said, "Seventh Uncle and I went to stock up last night, and we encountered a robbery."
He said it quickly: "That area should be the University City area. You can go to the construction site and ask Uncle Seven for the exact location."
Lu Chun had a serious face: "I'll go right now." He warned: "Long more snacks in the future, be careful."
He didn't say too much about , the social environment is here, and there will always be bad things when you go out to work hard.
Lü Chun went to the construction site and recently received a robbery report, but found nothing. Maybe this is a clue?
It was noon on a hot day, and there would be no one here. Qiao Weiguo moved his Maza and leaned in slightly: "Lu Dong, I want to ask you something."
Lu Dong nodded: "Speak."
Qiao Weiguo's head is full of martial arts: "Can you teach me?"
Lu Dong was surprised: "Teach you?"
"I didn't want to learn the unique skill of raising and repelling insects." Qiao Weiguo looked very serious: "Just give me a punch."
Lu Dong told the truth: "I have never practiced martial arts."
Let him give pointers, isn't this Kong Ming and Kong Liang asking Song Jiang for teaching gun and stick kung fu?
Qiao Weiguo did not give up: "You knocked me down with one punch. In the martial arts school, I learned from others and rarely lost, and the coaches were not my opponents."
Lu Dong asked, "How old is your coach?"
Qiao Weiguo was puzzled, but he still replied: "More than fifty, but the skills are profound! The iron sand palm and the two-finger meditation are very high-achieving, and they can take things from boiling oil."
"This..." Lu Dong subconsciously wanted to say fake, but he didn't understand the specific reason.
Besides, if you tell someone like Qiao Weiguo who believes in skill, he won't believe it either.
In this era, let alone Qiao Weiguo, even Li Wenyue and others believed in the martial arts masters.
Take a closer look at the related programs of the TV station, and it will be released one after another.
In such a big environment, Lu Dong couldn't explain clearly, and was too lazy to explain, so he simply said, "I've only practiced military boxing for two days, but I haven't learned it yet..."
Qiao Weiguo automatically ignored the second half of the sentence: "The military's martial arts? No wonder it's powerful, I can't even catch a single move, it's a killing technique!"
Lu Dong was completely speechless, but after thinking about it, he didn't think it was too strange. The martial arts dramas, movies and novels in the sky, plus the TV station's program rendering, it seems that the army also has performances, and it is strange that ordinary people are not affected.
Even later, there are still many people who believe in the master, believing that the master cannot beat more professional and scientific fighting fighters, because of the rules, killing techniques such as kicking the crotch, inserting the eye and locking the throat are not allowed.
Looks like he'll stick eyes and kick the crotch too...
Qiao Weiguo's attitude is very sincere: "Lu Dong, just give me some pointers."
Lu Dong thought for a while, then simply faced Qiao Weiguo, put his elbows on his legs, and stretched out his palms: "Wei Guo, let's break a wrist."
Qiao Weiguo didn't understand, so he held Lu Dong's hand in the same posture.
"start!"
Lu Dong added strength to his hands, and Qiao Weiguo exerted even more strength. Because of his thinness, the back of his hands protruded with blue veins.
But no matter how hard he tried, not only could he not be able to break Lu Dong's hand, but he was pushed back instead.
"You are so strong." Qiao Weiguo let go, flicking his wrist lightly.
Lu Dong said, "Last time, you hit me first, right?"
Qiao Weiguo thought back and nodded: "Yes, I hit you on the arm twice."
Lu Dong continued: "I have nothing, but you can't even hold my punch."
Qiao Weiguo thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized: "I'm not strong enough!"
Lu Dong told the truth: "Also, the body is too weak and the ability to fight is insufficient."
Qiao Weiguo looked at his body, and then looked at Lu Dong's, the difference was very obvious.
Lu Dong was afraid that Qiao Weiguo would be too embarrassed to tell him again, so he asked, "Weiguo, why did you think of going to learn martial arts?"
Qiao Weiguo was suddenly silent, and after a while he said, "I was beaten."
Lu Dong thought that he would hear a dream in the rivers and lakes, and a **** story of a young man, but he did not expect this answer.
"Do you know Qiao Keli?" Qiao Weiguo asked suddenly.
"I heard of it." Lu Dong nodded slightly: "I have seen it once."
I have also seen an old wanted notice recently.
Qiao Weiguo touched his bald head and said slowly: "Qiao Keli is also from Qiaojia Village, it's very close to my home, and we often played together when we were young. His father was not doing his job properly. When I was ten years old, his father went to the south and never came back. His mother followed When people ran away, Qiao Keli followed his grandma, and he was often bullied by us without a father or mother."
Lu Dong can understand that among the group of children playing, there is always a head and a tail of a crane who is bullied.
Qiao Weiguo said a lot: "I have been bullied for a long time, and even the people in the school bullied him. It changed when I was in junior high school. Qiao Keli grew taller and stronger, and began to resist. He fought with us. Gradually no one dared to bully him, it became him bullying others."
"The conditions of Qiao Keli's family are not good. They not only bully us, but also ask us for money and things. If they don't give it, they will be beaten at least." Qiao Weiguo continued: "He was in the third year of junior high school and stabbed people's palms with a knife, just because he asked for a piece. The money, the classmates don't give it."
Lu Dong had heard of this.
Qiao Weiguo recalled: "In the years when Qiao Keli was out of school, we were unlucky on the street and were often extorted by him. A few years ago, he asked me for money, but I didn't. He beat me up and made me late for school. He caught me and beat me up again. When I went home, my dad saw the slap print and thought I was making trouble at school, so he beat me up too. So I stole the money from my family selling onions and went to Dengfeng to learn martial arts. Come back and find Chokri to settle the account."
Lu Dong can only say that this is really a sad story.
Qiao Weiguo smiled reluctantly: "Who knows, Qiao Keli has already run away."
The story might have been even sadder if Chockle hadn't run. Lu Dong sighed and said, "Qiao Keli committed a crime and fled very early in fear of the crime."
Qiao Weiguo muttered: "Maybe he will come back."
Lu Dong asked: "Come back? Come back to find death?"
"You don't know Qiao Keli." Qiao Weiguo said, "Qiao Keli grew up with his grandmother. This winter is the third anniversary of his grandmother's death. Qiaojia Village attaches great importance to the third anniversary."
Lu Dong came up with an idea and said, "Wei Guo, pay attention. If Qiao Keli comes back, don't act rashly and tell me first."
Qiao Weiguo thinks it's too bad: "Okay, then let's go and meet Chokeli together!"
"Anyway, tell me first." Lu Dong never thought that he would meet Chokli in the past, he was a desperado!
As long as Qiao Keli dares to come back, some people will take care of him.
Lu Chun came out of the construction site at this time, beckoned here from a distance, did not come again, and walked towards the opposite school.
Lu Dong sat back under the sun umbrella, hoping the news just now would be useful to Lu Chun.
A middle-aged security guard came over and asked, "Boss, do you sell cigarettes?"
Lu Dong turned his head to look, what a coincidence, he was still an acquaintance.
The uncle also recognized Lu Dong, pointed at him and said, "Hey, aren't you a freshman? Why are you selling things?"
A separate certificate is required to sell cigarettes. Lu Dong does not sell cigarettes.
The middle-aged security guard shook his head, said nothing, turned his head and walked back.
There were not many meetings, and people started to go to the booth again. More and more people came to buy mosquito nets and other anti-mosquito products. Fortunately, Lu Dong was prepared for this and the goods were sufficient.
Many people are full of longing for the university, and imagine all kinds of tall, but they never expected the flood of mosquitoes.
On this day, the most sold items are mosquito repellants.
The university town has just been opened, and there is no nightlife at all. At around 8 o'clock in the evening, there are no people on the road. Lu Dong packed up his things and went home with Qiao Weiguo.
During dinner, Lu Dong hurried to eat, and Hu Chunlan counted her wallet.
"How many?" Lu Dong asked.
Hu Chunlan coded the money and adjusted her breath a little: "5124 yuan!"
Lu Dong nodded lightly, as expected, there were more than 200 people buying things, and the best-selling anti-mosquito products.
Hu Chunlan made a quick calculation: "Three days, 15,000 turnovers!" She was a little at a loss: "This money is too good to earn..."
Lu Dong didn't lose his head, but he was sober: "The School of Finance is over, and there will be less tomorrow."
Hu Chunlan put the money away and said, "I always feel uneasy."
Mrs. Lv Dongan's heart: "Mom, it's all legal business to earn. My elder brother has seen it, and he can let me do it if it's illegal."
"Yes." Hu Chunlan smiled.
After Lu Dong finished eating, he went into the village to meet Red Star, and then went to Quannan to buy goods. After this trip tonight, he may not have to buy goods in the next two days.
There is a lesson from yesterday, of course Lu Dong did not dare to take the small road again, and Hong Xing is not the kind of Seventh Uncle. Safely walking on the road with many cars, safety and smoothness are the most important.
In the next few days, business will inevitably drop, but the average daily turnover remains around 2000.
This is a business with almost no competitors, which allows Lu Dong to keep the funds in his hands above five figures, except for the turnover of a large number of goods.
(end of this chapter)