In fact, Fang Zhiqiang himself doesn’t even know how to solve this problem. Life is always more complicated than he imagined. Even in business, it is not just about selling good food. Even if I walk and sit upright, I still encounter villains. What can I do? But he knew that he would never admit defeat. Fang Zhiqiang has never been afraid of such things. Moreover, once he admits defeat, his life will be over.

Fang Zhiqiang smoked half a cigarette before forcing himself to calm down. He turned around and asked the clerk: "Have you called the police?"

Fang Zhiqiang was not willing to fight with these people. He did not have any capital to fight with these people and Qin Xiaojun, and he was not willing to fight hard with them. , He is upright and upright in his conduct, and of course the same is true in the way he solves problems. The only thing he could do was call the police.

"I called the police." A little girl in the store said, "It's strange that the gang called the police not long after they arrived. The police said they would arrive soon. There is a police station nearby. Why haven’t the police come yet?”

Since the police have been called, all we have to do is wait for the police to come. People in a store waited patiently and waited, and almost twenty minutes passed. People who went to work in the morning to buy groceries passed by in an endless stream on the road in front of the door. Everyone was looking at the entrance of the fresh food supermarket with curiosity and panic. This weird scene.

No matter who looks at it, it’s impossible not to be curious. There are a lot of troubles caused by hooligans, usually in the form of vandalism, smashing, and looting. It is rare to see such a quiet one. Moreover, why do so many people have trouble with a vegetable store?

Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, the store clerks stretched their heads and looked out many times. Normally, patrol cars would pass by the door many times in the morning, but this time there was no trace of them at all. Not seen. Fang Zhiqiang was really anxious. He could hardly hold back his anger. He picked up the phone and dialed the number of the police station in his jurisdiction.

The phone rang several times before someone answered it. On the other end was a man with a very gruff voice: "Hello?"

"Hello, this is Si Qianjie Qiang. Zi Fresh Supermarket. One morning, my store was surrounded by a group of gangsters who were making trouble here. The police have been called for about forty minutes, but no one has come to help. How long will it take for you to arrive?"

The voice paused and said impatiently: "I'll be there soon. Just wait. There are a lot of things to deal with in the morning, and the police station doesn't just care about your family." He hung up the phone without saying anything.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment and was very speechless, but at the moment, he had no other choice but to wait for the police to come.

Fang Zhiqiang sat at the door, staring at those people, furious and anxious at the same time. The bald man was very leisurely and comfortable, and was not afraid of Fang Zhiqiang at all. It seemed that Fang Zhiqiang did not exist at all to him. Others are even more so.

Finally, after more than ten minutes of suffering, a patrol car slowly drove over from the direction of the police station and stopped on the roadside in front of the store. Three or four policemen came out and were walking this way.

The savior finally came, Fang Zhiqiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the store clerks became happy. It would be great if the police came and drove these people away. Finally, they no longer had to watch this group of people at the door. , which made me frightened.

"What's going on? What are all these people doing here all morning? Who called the police and said someone was making trouble here? What's going on?" The older one in the lead the policeman asked impatiently.

"I called the police..." Fang Zhiqiang stepped out and was about to greet him when he suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

He saw a scene that shocked him: When the bald man looked up, he saw several policemen walking over. He quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Hey, it's good morning, Brother Zhao. Why are there so many people there so early in the morning?" Are you here for free?" As he said this, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave it to the policemen.

The leader was the one he called Brother Zhao. He took the cigarette and nodded to his bald head: "Yes. What's the point? I'm so busy. I've been busy all morning. Didn't I just get a call saying that someone is causing trouble here? Could it be you? What are all these people doing here?" He said in a completely nonchalant tone. It's as if these dozens of people sitting in front of someone's store and completely blocking the business are a normal thing and not worth mentioning at all.

"Brother Zhao, look at what you said, am I that kind of person?" The bald man patted his chest and said, "Brothers, come out for some air. When you are tired, find a place to sit down and rest. , Is this okay?"

Brother Zhao looked at him, shook his head and said nothing. He turned around and saw Fang Zhiqiang standing aside with a cold face, so he asked Fang Zhiqiang: " Were you the ones who called just now to say that someone was making trouble here? What happened? Who was making trouble?"

Fang Zhiqiang had recovered from the shock, and he already understood: this bald man, and him These people under my command are all acquainted with the people at the police station, and they seem to have a close relationship, so maybe there is some collusion. That's why they can be so confident. The bald man was still smiling triumphantly at him, and that smile was full of provocation.

"I called the police." Fang Zhiqiang walked up to the policeman named Brother Zhao. He could hardly control the anger in his heart. He pointed at his bald head and said, "It's these people. , came to my door early in the morning and sat here, not letting anyone in, and driving away all my business." He also knew something about the gangsters colluding with the police station, but he didn't believe it. Could it be that There is no justice at all. With so many people disrupting business here, can the people at the police station really ignore it?

Brother Zhao looked at him, then at the bald head, as if smilingHe said with a smile: "Is that what happened? People have said that you are here to make trouble, what should I do?"

The bald head immediately shouted that he was wronged, and he actually did it seriously He looked aggrieved: "Brother Zhao, you can't wrong a good person. You saw it too. When did we make trouble? We just sat here and did nothing. This place also belongs to their store. You can’t even sit down for a while?”

The shop assistants on the side were stunned when they heard this, and they all saw it. It was obvious that this bald man had a relationship with the people from the police station. I’m afraid something might happen now. It won't go as smoothly as they thought. It will not be certain who the police station will target at that time.

Fang Zhiqiang felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his forehead: "With so many of you coming to my door and affecting my business, aren't you looking for trouble? Why don't you let my customers in if there is no trouble? Why don't you let me in? Don’t let people do business anymore?”

The bald man crossed his arms and said with a triumphant smile: “We are just sitting here and doing nothing. Is it our fault that customers don’t come in? Can we? We really didn’t say we wouldn’t let them go in to buy things. We didn’t stop anyone from going in. Is it because they don’t want to come to your place to buy? Otherwise, why don’t you call someone to try and ask him if he wants to buy?”