When will I have a long tassel?

The bookstore manager Zeng Qixin finally came out.

In fact, Zeng Qixin already knew when the saleswoman named Wan Fengxian insulted Yu Xiaohui just now, but she just didn't intervene. Wan Fengxian is a woman with mild mania. Zeng Qixin and other employees in the bookstore dare not provoke her easily.

Wan Fengxian has quarreled with customers in the bookstore more than once, but every time she can find some reason, for example, the customer soiled the book or misplaced the taken book. Zeng Qixin actually allowed Wan Fengxian to quarrel with customers, because this could deter some customers who often came to the bookstore to read. It is true that the bookstore sells books on open shelves, but Zeng Qixin does not want customers to regard the bookstore as a library.

Seeing Wan Fengxian scolding a little girl until she cried, and the adults of the family coming to the door again, and making drastic actions in front of Wan Fengxian, Zeng Qixin knew that he could no longer hide. It is always a troublesome thing if the two sides start fighting over a disagreement. Especially if Wan Fengxian suffered a loss in the fight, she would definitely make a fuss in the store.

"Excuse me, where are you from?"

Zeng Qixin walked up to Tang Zifeng and others and asked in a reserved manner. Behind him, several male employees from the store followed, whom Zeng Qixin had specially hired to support him.

Upon hearing Zeng Qixin's question, Tang Zifeng did not answer immediately. Instead, Xiao Wenjun calmly reached into his small bag, took out something, and pinned it on his chest.

"Tsinghua University!"

Someone among the onlookers exclaimed softly. What Xiao Wenjun just pinned on was the school badge of Tsinghua University.

Zeng Qixin was stunned for a moment, with a clearly panicked expression on his face. At this time, college enrollment expansion had not yet begun, and a student from Tsinghua University was quite influential in a city like Linhe. It can be said that if you encounter two people arguing on the street, and one of them is wearing the Tsinghua University badge, then 99% of bystanders will firmly believe that this person represents the righteous party, because... he is from Tsinghua University!

Yu Xiaohui copied the exercise book in the bookstore. This behavior indeed seemed very shabby. Most of the onlookers looked down upon her. But at this moment, almost everyone changed their views. This was a girl who was protected by relatives from Tsinghua University, so her actions naturally gained an aura of justice. Everyone is thinking, what a good child she is who loves to study. She will definitely come back wearing a Tsinghua school badge like her little sister in the future, and will dazzle these bookstore salesmen who dislike the poor and love the rich.

"She is my sister. She was reading here and was insulted by your clerk for no reason. I hope you can give us an explanation!" Xiao Wenjun said in a calm tone.

"This classmate is a disciple of our Linyiji. I am Tang Zifeng, assistant to the factory director of Linyiji. In the name of Linyiji, I ask you to give an explanation on this matter." Tang Zifeng said domineeringly.

"Tang Zifeng! You are Tang...Assistant Tang!"

Zeng Qixin shivered. If Xiao Wenjun's school badge made him feel a little troublesome, Tang Zifeng's name immediately shocked him. The manager of Xinhua Bookstore is not a very big official, but he is still an official within the system after all. Within the system of Linhe City, who has not heard of Linyiji Tang Zifeng? No, rather, it was his notoriety.

What was this guy talking about just now? He said he would bring 200 people to dismantle Wan Fengxian's bones first, and then dismantle this shabby shop. If someone else had made such a threat, Zeng Qixin could have laughed it off, but now that it was Tang Zifeng who said this, Zeng Qixin didn't dare to take any chances.

Of course he believed that it was impossible for Tang Zifeng to dismantle Wan Fengxian's bones, and it was equally impossible to dismantle his bookstore. But once Tang Zifeng gets angry, he can beat up a bank president in front of the deputy mayor. How big a face Zeng Qixin can have, believe it or not, someone can slap him into a two-dimensional state.

"This classmate, uh, and Assistant Tang, this matter... must be a misunderstanding."

Zeng Qixin decided to kneel down. No matter how many people he brought to support the table, it would be useless. In the entire Linhe City, which unit dared to compete with Linyiji in terms of numbers? This matter itself is a fault of the bookstore. Even if the little girl copied a few books, you can only remind her. How can there be any reason to insult her in public?

"Is there a misunderstanding?" Tang Zifeng would not let the other person off so easily. He said, "Manager, do you want me to pull you out on the street, scold you for being the eighth generation of your ancestors, and then say that this is just a misunderstanding and forget it?" ?”

"Assistant Tang, it is true that we did something wrong in this matter. How about we give this classmate a new book as an apology?" Zeng Qixin came up with a new idea.

Tang Zifeng raised his eyebrows: "Do you think we can't afford a book?"

"No, no, I mean..."

"Apologise! Let this crazy woman bow and apologize to our classmate!"

"This..." Zeng Qixin hesitated. Is Wan Fengxian such an easy person to talk to?

Tang Zifeng smiled coldly, turned to Xiao Wenjun and said: "Wenjun, take Xiaohui out, find a public phone booth, call Director Fan of the factory office, and ask her to contact Mayor Lu in the city and ask him to handle it. "

"Don't say goodbye!" Zeng Qixin immediately gave up. He didn't think that Tang Zifeng was bluffing at all. Whether it was Tang Zifeng's reputation or Lin Yiji's level, he could ask Lu Zhenghong to come out to deal with a matter. It can be done. And if this matter was really revealed to Lu Zhenghong, he would be in trouble as a manager.

"Wan Fengxian, did you hear that? Come over and apologize to this classmate!" Zeng Qixin turned to Wan Fengxian and shouted loudly.

"I...I'm sorry." Wan Fengxian was calmed down by Tang Zifeng's aura, and her usual vigor was gone. She walked forward obediently, bowed slightly, and apologized to Yu Xiaohui.

Tang Zifeng snorted coldly and said to Xiao Wenjun: "Wenjun, take Xiaohui with you, let's go."

After that, he turned his head again, and he didn't know whether it was to face Wan Fengxian or the crowd of melon-eaters around him, and said coldly: "Let me tell you something, don't bully young people into poverty!"

After leaving the bookstore, the three of them walked for a while. Yu Xiaohui raised her head and said to Tang Zifeng and Xiao Wenjun with tears in her eyes: "Uncle Tang, Sister Wenjun, I'm sorry, I have embarrassed you."

"What are you talking about? How can I blame you?" Xiao Wenjun advised, while giving Tang Zifeng a roll of his eyes.

Tang Zifeng could roughly guess what Xiao Wenjun was thinking. He didn't explain. Instead, he put a hand on Xiaohui's shoulder and said, "Xiaohui, don't think like that. I understand the situation in your family. Poverty is not a mistake, nor is it just suffering, it is the most rare wealth in your life."

"But..." Yu Xiaohui hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Tang Zifeng said: "Actually, when I was studying, my family was also very poor. I went to school in the city, and because I couldn't afford meal tickets, I had to carry rice from home to school every week. The food for meals was brought from home. The moldy tofu and bean paste that comes here, sometimes I can’t eat meat even once a month.”

"Really?" Yu Xiaohui's eyes widened in surprise. After all, she is a child of a factory. Even when the economic situation in the factory was at its worst, she had never suffered such hardship. In fact, by the mid-1990s, China's per capita income level had increased significantly. Even poor families were much better off than they were in the 1980s.

Tang Zifeng said: "Of course it's true. Sometimes, when I'm too hungry at night, my fat uncle and I go to the fellow villagers' fields to steal sweet potatoes to satisfy our hunger. Later, the fellow villagers discovered that your fat uncle ran slowly and was The fellows caught him, hung him up and beat him..."

Yu Xiaohui burst out laughing. She had a good relationship with Ning Mo, and she always felt that this fat uncle was cute and naive. Now that she heard that he was hung and beaten, she immediately thought of the scene in Journey to the West where the second senior brother was hung and beaten, which made her laugh out loud.

Xiao Wenjun saw that Tang Zifeng had made Yu Xiaohui untie his knot with just a few words, so he took over Tang Zifeng's words and said: "When I was a child, my mother was in poor health and often had to take medicine. Some medicines could not be reimbursed by the factory. I can pay for myself, so my family's financial situation is also very poor. I studied very hard at that time. One reason is that our school will give scholarships to the top three in grade, of which the first place is worth 20 yuan. I can get it every time Get this money.”

"Well, I understand." Yu Xiaohui nodded. When she cried in front of Tang Zifeng and Xiao Wenjun just now, only a small part of it was because she was humiliated by Wan Fengxian, but more than a half of it was because her family's poverty was exposed in front of them. She felt that this was a shameful thing. Now that she heard that both Tang Zifeng and Xiao Wenjun had experienced poverty, and that their poverty was far worse than hers, the feeling of shame in her heart naturally disappeared.

The three of them returned to the factory. Yu Xiaohui said that she wanted to go home first. Xiao Wenjun was worried, so he accompanied her on the pretext of wanting to visit her home. Tang Zifeng asked Yu Xiaohui to come to his home for dinner in the evening, saying that he and Xiao Wenjun could make dumplings to eat, and Yu Xiaohui happily agreed.

Tang Zifeng went around to the East District Supermarket and bought flour, meat fillings, leeks and other items. When he got home, he started making noodles. He had just been with him for a while, and Xiao Wenjun came back, but his face looked ugly.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Zifeng asked with concern.

"I really didn't expect that Xiaohui's family would be so poor." Xiao Wenjun sat down and said to Tang Zifeng with a stern face.

Tang Zifeng nodded: "I know. Her father is in poor health and is on sick leave, so he can only get a basic salary, so the family is very tight. It is also for this reason that I keep Xiaohui as a nanny here."

"But, can't your factory help people like Xiaohui?" Xiao Wenjun said angrily, "Your factory leaders are so extravagant that even four dishes are not enough for just a meal. There is also a luxurious suite in the small guest house with 24 Hourly hot water. Can't you reduce this enjoyment a little and help the poor families in the factory?"