Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 137

The weather was hot, and the smell of the train station became stronger. Passengers also came down to breathe fresh air, so they were naturally in a bad mood when they saw this.

Even the sale of things with the platform is also affected. The vendors who do business are unwilling to do business, but they don't know what to do.

However, Qiu Mei knew very well that it would take at most a few days for this matter to be completely settled, and the situation would definitely be rewritten by then.

Although the lunch boxes were more difficult to sell than usual, they were finally sold out by the time the sun went down.

Qiu Mei returned the bicycle to Song Qishan, "Thank you for the time."

Song Qishan wondered, "What do you mean?"

"I got the information on the black market, and I can get a bicycle ticket today."

Song Qishan felt uncomfortable, "You ride mine, why waste money?"

"You must have a place that is useful, I can't always occupy it."

"Didn't you pay me rent?"

Qiu Mei waved her hand and did not argue with Song Qishan any further.

No matter how good other people's things are, they belong to others. She is not short of money now, so why take advantage of others?

But he didn't know that Song Qishan wanted to take advantage of her, and he was not happy when he saw this, but he couldn't refute, so he could only say sullenly: "Be careful not to be fooled, now I heard that there are many fake tickets."

Qiu Mei laughed, "Not at all."

She has been in business for so long, if she was really deceived, she could only say that she was pecked at the eye after hunting geese all day long, and she deserved it.

But Song Qishan had to use this as an excuse to follow her facelessly, and Qiu Mei had no choice but to come to the black market with this tail.

A young man was waiting at the appointed place long ago.

The two handed over the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, just as Qiu Mei was about to pay, Song Qishan had already pulled the ticket and looked at it carefully.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The young man thought they were going to grab something.

Qiu Mei reassured him, "Don't worry about his surprise, we won't refuse the money."

Song Qishan inspected the goods and said unwillingly, "This ticket is real."

The young man took the money from Qiu Mei, glanced at Song Qishan, "I don't know why."

Qiu Mei originally wanted to redeem the ticket today, but it was getting late and it was probably closed there.

Song Qishan saw her walking towards the transport team, and hurriedly said, "I'll take you back."

"Then you have to ride back, don't bother."

Song Qishan coughed, "I just happened to be exercising recently, stop talking nonsense and get in the car."

Qiu Mei couldn't resist him, and asked: "Otherwise, I'll ride this part of the way, and you sit in the back."

Song Qishan's face was dark, if Qiu Mei really took him all the way back, then he would have to lose his face.

Seeing his expression, Qiu Mei found it funny, so she didn't evade any more, and jumped into the back seat directly.

Song Qishan rushed forward stepping on the pedals.

Zhang Dagu had been waiting on the way early, this time he didn't come alone, there were two bastards with long sticks beside him.

With a ferocious appearance, it doesn't look like any fun stuff.

Song Qishan saw this scene from afar and stopped, "Zhang Dagu, why are you blocking us?"

Zhang Dagu smiled hypocritically at him, "Hey, isn't this our black brother, how dare I block you."

"Shaote, use your accent and tune, and let your farts go well."

Zhang Dagu's face darkened, and he looked straight at Qiu Mei.

"My surname is Qiu, let me repeat what I said before. I know you have a way to make money, and you pay attention to harmony and wealth in business. Bring us brothers to do it together. Hello, hello, hello everyone."

Qiu Mei jumped out of the car and flexed her wrist, "You want to make trouble?"

Zhang Dagu sneered, "If you listen to people's persuasion to eat enough, you must be a tough guy."

The man violently waved the wooden stick in his hand, "Then I want to see if it can be hardened after I break it."

(End of this chapter)