Violators Club

Chapter 53 Give a way to live!
Chapter 53 Give me a way out!

March 1994, 3.

In the year of Jiaxu, Dingmao month, Xinmao day, Jingzhe.

Open, open, open, open!
She was dressed in a blue suit, and her hair, which was nearly a foot long, was wet, and from time to time, a drop of crystal water would drip down the tip of her hair.

May doesn't know what's wrong, she unexpectedly decided to go for a morning run with Chen Changqing today, is it because she was hit by her super god state these days, so that she decided to improve her physical fitness?

After all, I do have some livestock these days.

Her own physical fitness is far superior to normal people, and coupled with the recovery ability that comes with the process of improving her physical fitness, although May is the one who takes the initiative to fight every night, she is also the one who throws away her armor in the end.

Chen Changqing didn't feel anything special, but the middle-aged uncle who lived next to their house had recently turned pale and his legs were weak.

People in middle age have to soak medlar in a thermos.

When I met that uncle two nights ago, I could clearly feel the resentment in his eyes.

At first, Chen Changqing was quite embarrassed, but when he thought that this uncle in his 40s had married a beautiful woman who was less than [-] years old, the guilt in his heart disappeared instantly.

You deserve it, for making you greedy for beauty!
But u1s1, with may's physical fitness, she should really practice.

A young girl in her 20s should have had the most physical strength.

But running four or five kilometers is exhausting, not even comparable to Han Chen, a middle-aged fat man.

The only thing that satisfies Chen Changqing is that May's perseverance is not bad, obviously tired enough, but when Chen Changqing asked if he wanted to continue tomorrow, May subconsciously agreed.

This made Han Chen very envious. When he thought of his wife who was almost nothing but beautiful, Han Chen felt that everything was so boring.

Xiangjiang in March is sunny.

Unlike the cold spring in the north, the temperature here is at least above 20°C.

Although the hair did not have time to dry, the warm wind blowing through the car window made the wet hair dry quickly.

Just as the car drove into Wutong Street, seeing Sha Qiang who was leading a group of people to play with firecrackers at the door, he couldn't help being stunned: "Why do you buy so many firecrackers?"

Sha Qiang raised his head, holding a plate of unopened 5000 rings in his hand:
"It's hilarious."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, and couldn't help being a little speechless: "This is a reopening, not an opening."

But Sha Qiang didn't care, he held firecrackers in his hand, and said to Chen Changqing seriously: "You don't understand, you should buy firecrackers because of the reopening. My dad told me that firecrackers can drive away bad luck."

Seeing Sha Qiang's serious look, Chen Changqing shook his head helplessly:
"That's alright, I'll go buy some red-skinned wedding candies later, and I'll give one away when I see someone coming, as a way of making me happy."

Shaqiang grinned and patted his chest triumphantly:

"You don't need to say, I bought it yesterday."

After getting out of the car, Chen Changqing walked into Baile Game City.

It was almost the same as last night when the door was closed, but festive red paper was pasted around the counter, and there was even a big red flower, which made Chen Changqing speechless.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Looking at the price list next to the front desk, Chen Changqing thought for a while: "Ali, change the brand in a while, and say that today there is a [-]% discount."

Ali nodded, but when she saw the most conspicuous line on the sign, she couldn't help but hesitate a bit:
"Boss, do you want to change this?"

Ten yuan a box, 50 yuan three boxes.

If she hadn't double-checked, Ali would definitely think that the boss made a mistake.

But Chen Changqing shook his head, and said in a firm tone: "Don't change it, just keep it like this."

What is the most valuable in the 21st century?

Talent?

No, talent is worthless in the age of the Internet because there are so many options available.

What is really valuable is a good idea, the kind of stalk that people remember after reading it once.

Xiangjiang is not just their game store, but anyone who has been to Baile Game City will remember the stupid behavior of this store's lack of three boxes of game coins for 50 yuan.

Speaking of Wowotou, one yuan and four will come to mind.

It's a bit sweet to think of, and most people's first impression is Nongfu Spring.

Chen Changqing doesn't care that everyone will laugh at him because of this incident. What he really cares about is the communication power of the 50 yuan, from the current jokes, to private conversations, and anecdotes at the banquet a few years later.

Three boxes for 50 yuan will even become a symbol of a generation.

So everything in the store can be changed, but the price of three boxes of 50 yuan cannot be changed!
Sister Ali didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so she could only nod her head in the face of Chen Changqing's firm tone, although she felt regretful. After all, this person in front of her was the boss of Baile Game City.

But Chen Changqing didn't go upstairs.

Glanced around, looked at the waiter who was making trouble with Shaqiang at the door, and finally stopped on a person: "By the way, Ah Zhi will come back later and ask him to come to my office."

Sister Ali nodded, and shouted crisply:
"Good boss."

Back in the office, Chen Changqing took out the neon language promotion tutorial from the bookshelf. He already planned to go to Neon to discuss the exclusive agency of King of Fighters 94 in August this year, so it is very important to be proficient in neon.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

It is impossible for him to bring a translator every time he goes to Neon, so reading is a very important thing.

About half an hour later, with a knock on the door, a shrewd-looking young man in his twenties walked in.

His name is A Zhi, and he was the first to tell Chen Changqing the day Pineapple Boy's men came to smash the store, he is a very smart young man.

His cleverness does not mean that he looks smart, but that he is very clever.

And as the door was pushed open, Ah Zhi shouted with a smile:

"Boss, you call me."

Chen Changqing nodded, and took out an envelope from the drawer:
"Here is 4 yuan. You drive my car to a store called Huage Watches in Wanchai District to pick up the watch. The price for repairing the watch is [-] yuan. Fill up the gas in the car, and the rest of the money will be used as a watch." It's your hard work."

Ah Zhi's eyes lit up, and he took the envelope with a smile:

"thank you boss."

Chen Changqing waved his hand, but before Ah Zhi left, he still reminded the other party: "Go early and return early, and be respectful to the boss. If he wants to ask me why I didn't come, just say I can't get away."

Ah Zhi nodded, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes:
"Understood, I know what to do, boss."

As time passed by, Chen Changqing flipped through the books.

Near noon, there was a knock on the door, and he calculated the time in his heart. A Zhi should be back soon at this time, which made the corners of his mouth curl up:
"Come in!"

But as the door was pushed open, looking at the person in front of him, Chen Changqing couldn't help frowning:
"Pineapple boy, what are you doing here!"

But what Chen Changqing didn't expect was that he had just finished speaking.

Pineapple boy knelt down on the ground with a "plop":

"Mr. Chen, please give me a way to survive."

(End of this chapter)