My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

The sound of crisp applause rang out in the store.

The crowd watching only felt happy at this moment.

Lin Xue, who was standing next to Yang Feng, showed a helpless expression.

Only now did she understand what it meant that husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but fly away separately when disaster strikes.

But Yang Feng seemed to feel that he was not enjoying himself enough, and there was disappointment in his eyes.

He twisted his wrist, as if he was still ready to attack the boss.

The boss was anxious. He felt that this must be because Yang Feng felt that he had acted too lightly.

He didn't care about the pain at this time. He raised his hand again and slapped his wife hard before she could react.

Then, he used his still strong foot to kick his wife hard in the stomach.

Seeing such a domestic violence scene, even Yang Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

This guy is even more ruthless than me.

The proprietress was already drowsy, but after being beaten so severely by her husband, she became much more sober.

"Damn it, surnamed Lin, your mother has been following you for so long, and you beat me like this!"

The proprietress was also angry.

She then used her fat body to grab the wooden stick from the cabinet next to her and hit the boss with it.

The two people who were originally just lying on the ground started to wrestle with each other in an instant.

In the end, they even grabbed the iron footstool next to them and smashed it at each other.

Fortunately, I don’t know who called the police.

When the police came, they were a little stunned when they saw the funny scenes at the scene.

"How is this going?!"

The leading police officer scolded the two men with some authority.

But they still didn't stop. Fortunately, several policemen rushed forward and forcibly separated the two injured people.

This scene amused everyone present.

The policeman looked around and asked, "Who called the police?"

"It's...it's me, comrade policeman."

A bystander stood up at this time.

The policeman walked up to him and asked, "What's going on?"

"Well... it started out because the seller was short of money, and then the handsome guy got into a fight. As a result, the guy threatened him, and the two started fighting."

The onlookers explained the situation.

The policeman became even more confused and asked, "Then why did the two people behind fight?"

"This...I don't know anymore."

The helpless expressions of the onlookers.

He looked at Yang Feng.

The police seemed to understand what was going on. When they were about to talk to Yang Feng, they suddenly felt that Yang Feng looked familiar.

"You are……"

The policeman looked at Yang Feng and felt more and more familiar.

Yang Feng didn't say much, just said: "I am a customer here. I have encountered some injustices, so I like to fight against injustices."

"Fighting injustice? Could it be that there is some profit motive?"

The police looked at Yang Feng with slight suspicion.

Yang Feng was a little amused and said, "Why, instead of checking the boss first, you check me first?"

"Hmph, who knows your identity."

"My identity is to be a hero. Didn't someone just tell you that very clearly?"

Yang Feng's unhappy tone.

Fortunately, at this time, other police officers came in behind.

One of them is Yang Qiaolan.

When she saw Yang Feng here, she was surprised at first, then she showed a headache and said, "Brother Feng, you are back, are you in trouble again?"

"Can we avoid getting into trouble? And it looks like we are going to be investigated."

Yang Feng looked at the policeman who was questioning him with sharp eyes.

The policeman also realized that something was wrong and asked quickly, "Qiaolan, do you know this person?"

"He is Yang Feng. Haven't you met him before? Oh, no, you were not there that day."

"Mr. Yang?!"

The policeman's tone was a little higher for a moment, and then he felt a chill on his back.

I had suspected Yang Feng for the first time just now, and...

He glanced around, feeling a little scared.

Yang Feng did not criticize him, but asked Yang Qiaolan: "Qiaolan, how are you doing at home recently?"

"It's pretty good, but Brother Feng, there are always people coming to your house, and even my parents like to join in the fun."

Yang Qiaolan had a helpless expression on her face.

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head, saying: "There is nothing we can do about this, but it is not a big deal. Let's go buy some food and come to my house for dinner tonight."

"Okay, but I have to deal with this case first."

"Well, I think there are probably more cases like this one."

Yang Feng's tone was a little heavy.

Given his status, when he said this, the people present naturally understood what he meant.

Yang Feng did not continue this topic, but took Lin Xue out of here and changed to a gold shop.

In order to avoid encountering this kind of thing again, Yang Feng went to a gold shop of an acquaintance this time.

But not surprisingly, there is also a problem of reduction.

It's almost ninety-two scales.

But compared to the price he gets for recycling, this is actually more like a forced competition.

It’s just a bit of a waste of money when selling.

Yang Feng sighed.

He hadn't noticed it before.

In such a small market, there are such hidden rules.

By the time Yang Feng and Lin Xue bought suitable jewelry and left, Yang Feng's expression had become a little worried.

Lin Xue looked at Yang Feng who had come out and changed his expression. She seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said helplessly, "There is no way we can solve this kind of thing."

"Well, they should have supervision starting today."

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "No matter what, buying and selling is based on mutual consent. If these unspoken rules exist, Donghe Town will not be able to develop."

"I also plan to go and see how the factory is being built tomorrow. I heard that the outside of the factory has been built, so I'll go and see the equipment inside."

Although Lin Xue didn't say it, she knew the progress of the construction here.

Yang Feng nodded in agreement, and the two of them headed back home together.

In the village.

at home.

As Yang Qiaolan said, Yang Feng's home has many guests.

Yang Antian and Hu Fengying were very enthusiastic. They even bought a lot of fruits and refreshments and chatted with them.

After Yang Feng came back, they were even more excited. They insisted on chatting with Yang Feng for a while before they were willing to leave.

Seeing them leave, Yang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Hu Fengying helplessly and said: "Mom, didn't we already have this array at home before? Why are there so many people coming to the house now?"

"What else could it be because of the recent farmhouse incident in the village?"

"What about the farmhouse?"

Yang Feng was a little strange.

When Hu Fengying mentioned this, she sighed and said, "Xiao Feng, you didn't know since you haven't been back for a few months that the business at the farmhouse is booming now."

"I guessed this, but isn't that a good thing? Why are you still worried?"

Yang Feng had a puzzled expression.