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Zhao Yuanyuan talks about Lei Shao

After dinner, Lu Feng insisted on going to work. If he worked for a day, he would make a lot less money. Lin Xianer tried to persuade him a few times, but finally realized that she couldn't do anything. She could only tell him to take care of himself and send him away.

She came back from delivering the newspaper, lay down on the bed and slept until dark.

Although I usually have to work as a street vendor, I always go out early and come back late, and I often have to catch up on my midday nap, but I have never slept for so long like today.

She sighed as she packed her things. She was really exhausted last night.

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"Xian'er, why did you come here?"

Lin Xianer put the big bag on her back next to her stall partner Zhao Yuanyuan. Seeing her unhappy face, she quickly apologized:

"Sorry, sorry, something delayed me."

Zhao Yuanyuan's face was still full of displeasure, and her eyes were as sharp as a freshly sharpened knife: "It was because of your birthday that I asked you to leave early yesterday. You are here so late today, can you be more conscious? You don't even have to.

You know how busy and tired I was yesterday."

Lin Xianer apologized angrily: "Don't be angry, I don't want any of the money I made yesterday."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanyuan's face turned even more ugly, "Looking at what you said, it seemed like you were giving me alms. Yesterday, I was the one who worked hard to run the stall here and made money, so you sold those few things.

, just a little more money.”

Lin Xian'er remained silent. Zhao Yuanyuan's habit of being greedy for petty gains was best known to her as a partner. In addition, she also knew that the more he argued with her, the more energetic she became.

The night market is very lively, with people coming and going. The two of them usually take the initiative to say hello when they see a customer coming over. If there are no customers, they just talk about it and chat occasionally.

"Yuanyuan, have you... ever heard of the name Mr. Lei?" Although she really didn't want to remember what happened last night, she still wanted to find out who the dead BT was, so that she could know who Lu Feng provoked.

How potentially dangerous is it? "Young Master Lei?" Zhao Yuanyuan widened her eyes and asked in surprise: "You are talking about that Young Master Lin Xian'er, right?"

Seeing how surprised Yuanyuan was, it seemed that she knew.

"Tell me who you think of Mr. Lei."

As soon as Lin Xianer said this, Zhao Yuanyuan looked at her like a monster, "You don't even know who Mr. Lei is, do you?"

She sighed secretly, if she knew, why bother asking?

"We who run street stalls are not gang members, but we always meet some gangsters. We must have heard of Mr. Lei, but you haven't heard of it. I really don't know whether you have the intention to run a street stall or not. Don't think that you are a gangster."

It’s easy to be a street vendor, but I look down on it.”

"Okay, okay, please tell me who Mr. Lei is!" Why does this Zhao Yuanyuan love to teach others so much? He always despises her when he finds an opportunity, calling her as stupid as a pig. She is only treating herself.

It’s okay not to pay too much attention to irrelevant things.

"Asia's No. 1 gangster, do you know?"

Lin Xian'er shook her head, noticing the intense contempt in Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes, and held her breath without making a sound.

Zhao Yuanyuan lowered her voice and showed off her tone, as if she had a strong relationship with Mr. Lei.

"Master Lei is the number one gangster in Asia, and is also the crown prince of Longmen. Anyone who has heard of his name, black and white, is not afraid of him. Some people say that Master Lei's words are an imperial edict, even if he wants you to die.

, you must also die without complaint."
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