As usual, by 9:30 in the morning, Yang Jianping started closing his stall.

The fire was turned off under the stove, and the small gas cylinder was put into the small compartment below the cart. Several cans of seasoning were covered with lids. The unsold cakes and sausages and diced vegetables used as ingredients were also covered with plastic wrap. After cleaning some debris from the flat pan, he closed the door of the cart and began to push the cart home.

Because it was filled with miscellaneous things, the cart was a bit heavy. Even though there were wheels under it, Yang Jianping still had to lean forward to push his whole body.

It turned out that there was no need to be so hard. There was a three-wheeled electric car in front of the cart. He only needed to ride the electric car, but this electric car was broken by a kid last night, so he couldn't start it up in the morning. He was in a hurry to set up a stall and had no time to repair it, so he could only rely on manpower to push it.

The place where the snacks were sold was a long way from where he lived. Even though the spring was chilly, Yang Jianping was sweating all over his head and fought with his arms.

But there is no way. I always have to go back. I get up so early every day to prepare things. I have to go back and take a nap to make up my sleep, and then catch the evening business period.

Besides, the broken electric car needs to be repaired... Alas... Why are there so many troubles?

In the past, on TV news, I always saw someone earning tens of thousands of dollars a month by selling snacks. After several years of working, I bought a car and a house to achieve a well-off life. However, after working for more than two years, Yang Jianping realized that this was not the case at all.

The business of this snack stall is not only hard to get up early and go to bed late, but its income is actually not high, and the competition is also very fierce. Places such as the entrance of a community, the entrance of a school, and the entrance of a factory are even more of a battle between military strategists. Good locations have long been occupied. If you think you can grab a good location long ago, there will inevitably be conflicts, and it may not be necessary to fight at that time.

For Yang Jianping, it is impossible to fight, and it is impossible to fight in this life, so he can only choose some corners and corners with bad locations and wait for customers who are unwilling to queue up during peak hours to visit, so he can barely have a little business.

Moreover, this business is not something that can be done every day when drought and flood. When it comes to heavy rain or urban management inspection, it will inevitably be suspended for a few days. Now urban management is much better than before. It does not beat or scold, and does not confiscate things. It pays attention to "civilized law enforcement". But they just send someone to stand in front of your stall and look at you tightly. How can there be business here? At this time, Yang Jianping had to stay at home and live with the few grains stored, and his life became difficult.

But, if a person like himself doesn’t do such a thing, what can he do? No matter how serious a job is, he will never have the chance to do with himself?

With emotion about life, Yang Jianping stepped forward and returned the cart to the alley where his home was.

This is the old city on the easternmost part of the city. Since it is an inland city and its economy is not well developed, it has not yet been developed. It is still the kind of old houses that were decades ago, mainly from one or two floors of bungalows and four or five floors of tube buildings. It is also a part of the residents in the city's economic situation. After all, rich people have moved to the newly built, spacious and bright commercial housing in the west and south of the city.

The alley is a bit narrow, and it is very difficult to drive two cars side by side. The neighbors around them often come to the streets for washing vegetables and drying clothes.

Most of these neighbors, Yang Jianping, know each other, many of them are old acquaintances who have watched him grow up since childhood.

However, when Yang Jianping pushed the cart past them, these old neighbors stopped their movements, hurriedly avoided them, and cast complicated gazes at him.

Yes, all of them are very complicated gazes. There are disgust, pitiful, horror, and sorrow in them. Almost all of them are negative. They are not the eyes that should be shown when they are familiar with and friendly people.

However, in the past two and a half years, Yang Jianping has long been accustomed to these eyes. He no longer feels angry, wronged, or sad. Instead, he has learned to avoid these eyes, try not to look at them, and put his eyes at his feet and in other directions.

However, his eyes could dodge, but his voice could not be avoided. He could not push the cart while covering his ears to resist the whispers from all directions from the old neighbors:

"Yes! It's him. Son, you must not learn from him in the future, and you should not talk to such people in normal times!"

"Look, this is the end of the crime. You can only get up early and do such dirty and tiring tasks in the middle of the day."

"I heard that his wife ran away with someone after he had only been in less than a year!"

"How can I not run away if I follow such a person? Will I be implicated by him for the rest of my life? The couple are the same forest birds, so when will they wait if they don't fly each other?"

"I seem to hear that he has a daughter?"

"Yes, my name is Xiaoyu, a very well-behaved girl. When he was captured, he hugged him and asked Dad not to leave. It's pitiful..."

"What about now?"

"What else can you do? I will remarry her mother and move out together. After all, my dad is in jail. If my classmates find out, I will not be bullied to death at school? Moving away to change the environment is also a good thing."

"Oh, by the way, I heard that he had gone to look for it two years ago, but it seemed that his daughter had no longer recognized him and drove him back."

"This sounds pitiful, too..."

"What a pity! If he hadn't made that bad money and did not do those criminal activities back then, would he have fallen to this point today? Isn't this situation he asked for? "

"I don't seem to see him near this stall. Where is he setting up a stall?"

"Oh, it seems to be there at No. 3 Middle School. After all, everyone around him knows that if he puts it at the intersection of the street, who would buy it?"

"Third No. 3... There must be four or five stops... This day is really hard."

"Who said no?"

...

The narrow alley was so long. Finally, Yang Jianping ignored all his eyes, heard all the gossip, and came to the door of his home.

Just as he was about to turn the cart in his hand into the open space at the door, Yang Jianping paused.

The reason is nothing, because someone has already taken the initiative. On the small open space at his doorstep, which is only more than two meters wide, there is a tall SUV sedan parked in full. Judging from the brand, it seems to be quite expensive. It is called the "Lu Dazhe" brand. It is expected that the price of a car is higher than that of his own property.

I have never seen this car... Which customer came from? How did they park the car? It was so compact? It was a small matter if my cart couldn't be put in. At worst, I parked on the road outside, but you blocked my door, how did you let me in?

Although he was reluctant to have conflicts with others, he still had to talk to others about such things. Yang Jianping looked around and prepared to ask the neighbors next to him about the situation.

Suddenly, he saw four people coming out of the convenience store not far away, a gentle man in a suit, two strong men with big waists, and a beautiful female secretary, all of whom were new faces. Yang Jianping was sure that he had never seen these people before.

However, these people were walking straight towards them!

What are these people?

Just when Yang Jianping was puzzled, the man in the suit who was leading the suit had already walked in front of him.

"Are you Yang Jianping?" The man in the suit's voice came from an indescribable and scent of the superior, very majestic.

"Ah...yes...you guys?" After pausing, Yang Jianping nodded and asked.

The second sentence of the man in the suit instantly made Yang Jianping's heart fall into the abyss:
Chapter completed!