My stall is a bit fierce

He Xiaoyu, who doesn't usually cook, actually cooks for herself today?
The muscles on Zhao Zifeng's face twitched a little, looking at the thick and dark aura exuding from the lunch box.

"Actually, I went to the convenience store to buy some bread... um, forget it and try it!"

Zhao Zifeng didn't want to hit He Xiaoyu, no matter how unpalatable it was, he had to eat it up.

Seeing that Zhao Zifeng had worked very hard today, He Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Zifeng who was sweating profusely, and said slowly, "You eat first and then take a rest, and I'll help you look after the stall."

After speaking, he went to the booth alive and kicking, and started to sell with small steps.

Zhao Zifeng knew that He Xiaoyu had good intentions, so he also went to the stone steps in front of the convenience store to enjoy the shade by himself.

At the booth, He Xiaoyu was holding high imitation antiques and shouting loudly for sale, because she was beautiful and had a sweet voice, which attracted the attention of many people, especially men, even if they were not interested in antiques, they walked over to gather popularity.

Soon, all the goods in the booth were sold out, and only a few goods were left to call it a day and go home.

At this moment, Xiao Yu picked up a highly imitated antique vase, and suddenly his hand slipped, and the vase accidentally fell in front of him.

It just so happened that there was a woman in a pink dress in front of her, and the vase was thrown crookedly on the woman's toes in high-heeled shoes.

"Bang!" The vase shattered, and the woman's toe was bruised and bruised.

He Xiaoyu hurried forward, bowed his head and apologized: "Yes... I'm sorry! Are you okay?"

The woman had a pained expression on her face, her hands on her hips, and her face was full of anger. She yelled aggressively, "Why is it all right? Look, I hurt my toes!"

"That... I'm really sorry, I slipped my hand, I'll compensate you for your medical expenses!" He Xiaoyu raised his head, but suddenly his eyes flickered.

"Huh? Gao Min?"

The woman narrowed her eyes and looked at He Xiaoyu up and down, and immediately realized: "Isn't this He Xiaoyu?"

The meeting between the two was actually somewhat embarrassing for He Xiaoyu.

He Xiaoyu and Gao Min were classmates in high school, and they were also good best friends, but later because of some accidents, the relationship between the two broke down, and the reason was also because of Gao Min's stinginess.

In Gao Min's eyes, He Xiaoyu was the woman who took everything from him. When he was in school, no matter it was his looks, his family, or even his academic performance, he was under pressure.

But now, when Gao Min saw He Xiaoyu, who was wearing a street stall, and selling things at a stall, a smug smile filled the corner of Gao Min's mouth.

"Hey, He Xiaoyu, why are you so down and out now? Do you want to set up a stall on the street?"

He Xiaoyu nodded in embarrassment, and then she was still worried about her toes, and asked, "Well... why don't I take you to the hospital?"

"Losing money, you have to, but well, not only do I want you to lose money now, I also want you not to set up a stall here in the future!" Gao Min said coldly.

He Xiaoyu is a little confused, it is necessary to lose money, but why not let him set up a stall here?
"Gao Min, what do you mean? It was my fault that I hurt your foot. I already paid for your medical expenses. Why don't you allow me to set up a stall here?" He Xiaoyu frowned and said.

But Gao Min looked indifferent, raised her eyebrows, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and shouted with a domineering look: "Hmph, let me tell you, now my brother is the street manager in this area, if I tell you to get out, you have to get out! "

He Xiaoyu looked innocent, twisting his body at a loss.

Gao Min's heart is full of excitement. When he heard that He Xiaoyu went abroad to study, he thought that he would never have the chance to take revenge on her. Now that she is back, he must tease her for a while!
"Why? Feel helpless? If you want me to forgive you, you can kneel down and kowtow to me three times!"

He Xiaoyu was taken aback, a little timid, and his eyes seemed to hesitate.

At this time, many passers-by came to watch, Gao Min also took advantage of the crowd, pointed at He Xiaoyu and continued to shout: "Are you kneeling or not?"

Passers-by began to discuss.

"Look, she's the sister of Gao Sheng, the street manager. She's like a bully in this street."

"That's right! This little girl offended her, but there is no good fruit to eat!"

For a while, everyone felt aggrieved for He Xiaoyu, but no one stepped forward to speak up for her.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Gao Min's brows were cold, and she bit her lip and said, "He Xiaoyu, I'll give you three seconds!"

"three two……"

"and many more!"

At this time, among the crowd, Zhao Zifeng rushed over, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Gao Min looked at Zhao Zifeng up and down, who was all over the stall, looking at it like this, he was probably a hawker in this stall.

"Zifeng, I accidentally smashed the vase just now, and..." He Xiaoyu told Zhao Zifeng what happened.

Zhao Zifeng blinked, and softly stroked He Xiaoyu's little head: "It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself, I'll handle this matter!"

After saying that, Zhao Zifeng walked over, looked at the arrogant and domineering Gao Min, and squinted a smirk.

"I said, just to hurt you a little, do I need to tear down my whole booth?"

Gao Min didn't take it seriously, and said indifferently: "Anyway, I don't care, she has to kneel down and apologize to me, I want to show the vendors here, what is my identity in front of me!"

"Oh? What is your identity?"

"Heh, my brother is the manager of this street, he can get a peddler like you out with just one word!"

Zhao Zifeng shook his head, it was the first time he saw such an arrogant woman.

He doesn't know the administrator of this street, but he knows the administrator of this district, Deng Nanyi.

"I don't care who your brother is, anyway, you can't tear down my booth!" Zhao Zifeng said disapprovingly.

Gao Min's face suddenly changed, but then he narrowed his eyes and gave a sinister smile: "Hey, listen to your tone, this booth belongs to you? Then you are He Xiaoyu's boyfriend?"

Zhao Zifeng said confidently, "So what?"

As the voice fell, Gao Min smiled, eyebrows raised, and pointed at He Xiaoyu: "Isn't it? Isn't it? He Xiaoyu, you are this dick's girlfriend now? You're so desperate!"

Think back then, she was still a school girl, but now she is with this dick peddler?
Gao Min immediately took out her mobile phone, took a picture aboveboard, and sent it to the group of high school classmates.

Soon, the group of classmates set off a burst of excitement, and many male students expressed their regret, it was really a flower stuck in cow dung.

Some male students also said that if He Xiaoyu was willing to break up with this dick, they would come and chase her.

Gao Min laughed lightly, and continued to ridicule each sentence, belittling Zhao Zifeng and He Xiaoyu as worthless.

But Zhao Zifeng was not angry, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to the arrogant Gao Min: "I want to see what your brother is capable of!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone around couldn't help admiring Zhao Zifeng's courage, but unfortunately, this courage was too impulsive and would lead to serious consequences.