After Becoming a Little Sister

"This...how much is this..." The old man took the money, then froze in place, lost in thought.

The two little ones waited quietly for a while, feeling that something was wrong—they found that the old man who had collected their money just sat down again!

And there is no intention of giving them anything...

The dumb little girl froze for a moment, then looked left and right, trying to find the door to enter here, wanting to go in and get her money back.

But Nuannuan girl's idea is more realistic - since he took the money, why don't we just take the things?

As for how much money is not clear, then take it roughly...

She lifted up her skirt and began stuffing bread and chocolates into the skirt, estimating it based on the prices she remembered from the grocery store downstairs.

But this is Nanbang, not a republic where prices are low and goods are plentiful. Nuannuan girl piled up her skirts until her other little hand couldn't hold them anymore, and she still felt that she was holding too little.

At this moment, a fat man with a thick head and a thick head poked his head out, looked at Nuan Nuan who was 'stealing' with wide eyes, grabbed the fly swatter next to her and hit her in the face, screaming sharply: "Thief! There are thieves!"

Some people looked over from the side of the road, some poked their heads out from the corner of the alley, and some people in the back room seemed to be startled, and ran out with their slippers drooping in a 'clack clatter': "Where are there thieves? Where are there thieves!"

An obese middle-aged woman squeezed out from the side door next to the canteen, carrying a rolling pin, with disheveled hair and wearing a dark red pajama, as if she had just woken up from the bed: "Thief——you are a thief ?”

Nuan Nuan looked at the group of people in astonishment, not knowing what happened.

She didn't even understand the meaning of the repeated 'tutu'. After all, the pronunciation of the thief in Nanbang language can't even be emphasized by the people of the republic, so it has no deterrent effect.

It wasn't until the moment the rolling pin hit her head that she realized that the other party was yelling at herself...

The mute little girl jumped out from the corner, dragged Nuan Nuan to turn over, narrowly avoiding the rolling pin that was really aimed at the head.

She waved her hands anxiously, trying to get everyone to stop, but she couldn't speak convincingly in this situation.

No one would have imagined that there would be such a difficult pair of cubs—one dumb and one foreigner. They couldn't understand the one who could speak, but the one who understood was having trouble speaking, all kinds of eager embarrassments.

After stopping the rolling pin with great difficulty, the dumb girl picked up a stone and scratched a few words on the ground.

The obese middle-aged woman tilted her head and glanced a few times: "We... paid... paid... paid?"

She subconsciously looked in the canteen, but her father with dementia just looked at them blankly, without any intention of explaining.

The little boy with a thick head and a thick head inside flipped through the money box, and saw that there was a note with a face value of [-] Nanbang inside. It was crumpled as if it had been hidden somewhere and then rummaged through it. His eyeballs rolled and turned. It squeezed into a ball and stuffed it into his cuff calmly.

Ten thousand renminbi is almost equal to 50 republican dollars, which is like a [-] yuan bill placed in front of a child, the temptation is huge.

After hiding the money, he turned the money box over, gestured to the scattered banknotes inside, and looked like he didn't know whether to take the money or not.

The obese middle-aged woman flipped through the scattered money, snorted coldly, and glared dissatisfiedly at the old man who was watching the store: "You old man, you didn't even react when things were stolen! What do you have?" use?"

After she finished speaking, she was going to arrest the two little ones who stole things and beat them up. It would be best to ask where they came from.

It's just that when she glanced at Nuannuan girl, she was attracted by the flash of pearl on her wrist.

"Hey, brat, if you give me this, I won't beat you." The overweight middle-aged woman's eyes lit up, pointing to the pearl bracelet on her wrist, with a greedy look in her eyes.

The mute little girl spread out her hands in dissatisfaction and stopped in front of her, pointing to her handwriting with her toes.

"You obviously didn't pay, do you think I'm stupid? Go away! Damn dumb!"

The obese middle-aged woman waved her hand disdainfully, and directly pushed the thin mute girl back.

The little fat man watched happily, and then scolded the dumb man to death, as if he had found an interesting toy.

Nuan Nuan was directly grabbed by the obese middle-aged woman, grabbing her collar with one hand, and stroking the string of pearls along her wrist with the other hand.

Maybe she really knew the goods, or maybe she simply felt that the two little girls didn't have anything suitable to compensate her loss, so she made up her mind to get something casually - the loss of waking herself up is also a loss.

Nuannuan girl was lifted up in the air by her, waving her hands and feet vigorously, trying to struggle away: "Let go! You, you let me go! You are all bad guys!"

As soon as the obese middle-aged woman took off the string of warm pearl bracelets from her wrist, she suddenly felt a pain in her calf, and immediately let out a miserable cry: "Axi—bastard! You little bastard!"

The dumb little girl hugged her calf and bit her viciously. The pain forced the obese middle-aged girl to let go of her palm, and the Nuannuan girl fell directly to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The mute little girl didn't care about anything else, so she dragged her and started to run out, but within two steps, she was blocked by a convoy from the entrance of the alley, so she fled into the alley next to her in a panic.

The obese middle-aged woman who was chasing after aggressively also stopped after seeing the convoy, her throat rolled, and her feet felt a little weak.

The convoy stopped, and a tall, thin man in a leopard-print suit got out of the car under the attendant's service, buttoned up the suit, raised his face with sunglasses, and scanned the surrounding area with his chin.

The obese middle-aged woman with a rolling pin was standing in front of him, so he was the first to see her.

"What? Are you going to welcome me with this thing?" The man in the leopard-print suit lowered his head slightly, and pulled down his sunglasses with his hand, staring at her with vulture eyes.

"I, I just...passing by..." The obese middle-aged woman stuttered, and hurriedly threw away the rolling pin in her hand, feeling as if it was burning her hands.

The man in the leopard-print suit snorted coldly, stopped looking at her, and turned to look at the handsome secretary next to him: "How many people are there?"

"There are still seven households who refuse to move."

"Let them sign the contract today, I don't have so much time to discuss these trivial matters with them." The man in the leopard-print suit took two steps forward, followed by a group of minions who came down from the convoy, wearing suits that looked like dogs, For a while, the momentum was quite similar to that.

"President, she seems to be one of those seven families." The secretary flipped through the information, pointing to the obese middle-aged woman who was leaning against the wall and was about to retreat.

"Her?" The man in the leopard-print suit thought for a while: "Let her sign it, and discuss it with her."

The female secretary looked at the beaded chain in her hand, her eyes were a little straight.

That string of bracelets is not very eye-catching at first glance, but as a woman, especially a woman who has awe and yearning for the upper class, understanding these things is a basic skill, just like buying a brand-name bag at the price of a car. Like squeezing into the circle of high-class wives, having a good piece of jewelry is a natural social bonus.

In her opinion, the middle piece of the bracelet is clearly a serious jewelry-grade Nanyang seawater white pearl, which is a fine product of 3000 to [-] million yuan, even for a leopard like her who works during the day and works part-time at night. The man in a suit with tattoos is a caring little butler, and he has to save up for several months before he can grit his teeth and buy it.

But why would this kind of thing be worn on the hands of a dead fat woman?Are these guys so rich now?

Or maybe I read it wrong, in fact, this is a high imitation or freshwater beads with oil...

"...Are you listening to me?" The man in the leopard-print suit didn't hear the secretary's response, and was a little dissatisfied.

"Ah...ah? I-I'm listening!" The female secretary came back to her senses, and quickly put on a smile: "The president is right!"

"I said, let this woman sign—but we have to be reasonable, understand?" The man in the leopard-print suit stroked his oily hair: "We are a good club that is reasonable, and we must agree with the people before we start construction. The young master taught me personally before, saying that we must have awe of the people."

As he said that, he laughed himself out, and he sneered: "The heart of reverence... ho-bah! Come on, go and have a good talk with them, talk in awe, if they don't agree, it's okay, tell them Just don't sleep in the house at night, maybe the quality of the house is not good, and it suddenly collapsed?"

The obese middle-aged woman who hid in the canteen was pulled out again, surrounded by several evil-looking gangsters, and one of them, a young man in a suit and wearing a monkey crown, took out the contract in a dignified manner. Text, explaining related things, and teaching her how to sign while talking.

"I don't sign...I don't sign!" The obese middle-aged woman struggled: "You are robbing! This little money - where do we live if we sign?!"

"Oh, it's your fault. We paid enough money, but you lost part of it yourself. This is your business." The young man in a suit pushed his glasses: "You see the new money over there?" Is the property available?"

Looking in the direction of his finger, there is a huge enclosed open space in the suburban area not far away, and some high-rise residential buildings are being erected.

"We are all reasonable. We will compensate you here, and there is a discount for buying a house there. It is [-]% off. It is absolutely worth it. This is also included in the compensation."

"But you doubled the price and gave it a [-]% discount! You, you are buying and selling!"

"I don't like to hear your words." The young man in a suit had a gloomy expression: "There are only a few people in the whole street who don't sign, what does that mean? It means that you guys can't see the situation well... Everyone knows , our club is a legal enterprise under the command of the Sansang chaebol, can we still lie to you?"

The obese middle-aged woman broke free from two young men who were pulling her arms, and wanted to squeeze into the house to hide-she was unwilling to face these things.

She has always been at home shouting at the old mother, being a master of talking on paper, the old mother is afraid of being retaliated, so she talks freely, just to get more money for the demolition.

As for whether you can get it or not, that has nothing to do with you - you should get it, if you can't get it, then naturally your mother is too stupid.

Even if she dies suddenly on the spot lying down in front of the other party, at least she can still pay more, can't she?

Two other minions joined in and tried to hold her down, while the female secretary, who was watching coldly, had quick eyes and quick hands, her fingertips gently brushed her fat pig's trotters, and slipped the beaded chain into her hand calmly. He grabbed her hand pretending to be a good person in a hypocritical manner: "Don't be like this, let go first, let go first, let's talk about it..."

"What are you doing!" The old woman who came back from grocery shopping looked at these people who were pushing and shoving in shock: "Let go! Let go!"

As she said that, she took a step forward, ignoring her trembling body bones, waving the vegetable basket indiscriminately and hitting it.

Anger was on the faces of the few young men, but they didn't dare to make a move when they saw the thin figure that would fall down if the wind blew.

If it weren't for this old lady who was always acting like this every time because she didn't have a few days to live, how could they have dragged it so far?

Seeing the distressed appearance of his subordinates, the man in the leopard-print suit had no intention of intervening. Instead, he lit a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring leisurely, and then looked sideways at the foreman beside him: "This is what you said, the very troublesome old man." Mrs?"

"She has read books before and can understand Chinese characters. After she understood the contract, she was unwilling to sign it. She also said that she would go to a lawyer." The foreman was a little embarrassed: "Besides, she is too old. You also know that the current situation is not the same as before. Likewise, those free human rights lawyers and labor lawyers, all—”

"It's nothing different." The man in the leopard-print suit waved his hand and interrupted the foreman: "Let the bulldozer come in and bulldoze his house."

As he said that, he shrugged his shoulders: "The big deal is a construction accident. Every day that is delayed is money. Do you know how much money you spent to establish a relationship? You will pay for it?"

"But... in case of an accident, she will have to pay her family's money..."

"Hey, as long as her family can't get it, doesn't it mean that she doesn't have to go out?" The man in the leopard-print suit patted the foreman's chest with a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Don't let the reporters in, don't be known, Then it's fine..."

The foreman rolled his throat: "This... this is more than that..."

"...That's right." The man in the leopard-print suit seemed to think about it seriously, and finally shook his head: "If those people catch them, it will cost a lot of money, so let's take their whole family I broke my leg and threw it to the hospital to lie in bed for a few months, and when the time comes, they won’t be able to do anything, what do you think?”

From the fact that no one received the money before but now it is just hurting people, the foreman's heart is like a roller coaster with ups and downs, and he dares to bargain again.

He nodded hastily, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I understand, it's all for their own good!"

"Hey, that's right... let's go."

The man in the leopard-print suit waved his hand casually, then turned his head and bared his teeth at the mirror attached to the window edge of a nearby house, picking the vegetable leaves attached to the roots of his teeth with his nails, without the slightest psychological burden of inflicting violence on others , On the contrary, he looked bored.

Pursing his lips, he threw most of the remaining cigarette butts on the ground, and after crushing his feet, he spit again, bringing up disdain: "Respect... Asi... these young masters..."

A moment later, there was a scream, and the man in the leopard-print suit dug his ears, ignored the cursing and wailing, and sat back in the car.

The secretary woman walked over with her butt twisted, her face full of joy, and she stuck it on the car window to outline a charming arc: "President, the contract signing went well~"

In fact, her good mood has nothing to do with whether the contract goes well or not, and this dead man will not give her a salary increase. She is just excited that she has picked up a big deal-when she got the bead necklace, she knew it. The second time is cheap and earns a lot.

As for whether the other party will make trouble afterwards, she is even less worried.

Isn't this dead man specialized in dealing with these?The obese middle-aged woman's voice could not be uttered at all, and everything was extremely stable.

The man in the leopard-print suit lifted her chin: "Go to the company and find me after you're done. I'll rent a high-end evening dress with you in the afternoon. It will open your eyes."

The secretary's eyes lit up, full of hope: "Could it be that little princess's birthday dinner?!"

"Well, the eldest son rewarded me with an invitation letter." The man in the leopard-print suit opened his mouth and smiled: "That is the real upper class, so don't embarrass me."

As he spoke, he changed the hand hooking the opponent's chin into a pinch, and slid it on the cheeks covered with foundation, feeling the slightly greasy feel, and smiled wickedly, domineeringly and coolly: "After the dinner, how about you Think about how to repay me."

The secretary's winking eyes were like silk, and her whole body softened, and she replied in a tired voice: "How do you want to play...then play how..."

"Heh - let's go."

When he closed the car window, he seemed to see two small figures disappearing into the alley next to him.

But what does that have to do with him?

The guys in these places are ants who will never get in touch with the upper class, pitiful and pathetic.

The eldest son Sansang didn't know that there is an old saying in the Republic of China, if you don't come to the mountain, you can go to me, and if you go to the mountain, you can go to the mountain.