Chapter 690

In this era, in the supply and marketing cooperative, customers and salespeople cursing or fighting was just like eating and drinking; it could be said to be a common occurrence.

However, normally speaking, the vast majority of the time, it was the ordinary common people who suffered.

Because more than eighty percent of the salespeople were damn connected people.

To put it simply, wanting to be a salesperson without a background was an extremely difficult thing, or one could even say it was an impossible thing.

And besides this, many of these connected salespeople were hoodlums or loafers who were neither black nor white.

So in the supply and marketing cooperative, they were indeed the very powerful side.

Listening to the crowd's abuse, Wang An felt happy inside immediately, because the people standing on his side were all customers.

And the people standing on the salesperson's side were mostly other salespeople in the cooperative.

With so many people making a scene, Wang An felt that this damn salesperson should at least change the bicycle for him.

After all, even if just to reduce the impact and calm the current situation as soon as possible, this damn salesperson should immediately change the bicycle for Wang An.

Mainly, Wang An was in a hurry to get home; wasting time on this trivial matter was really not worth it.

However, Wang An's feelings were always damn wrong.

Because this salesperson not only didn't change the bicycle, but also pushed the bicycle hard toward Wang An, while staring with big eyes and cursing very arrogantly:

"This is it, damn it. Take it or leave it. If you don't want it, then damn well get lost. You've all been spoiled by us."

To be honest, Wang An was stunned!

Wang An really wanted to say to this salesperson:

"Can't the last salesperson who was this arrogant, but was beaten up by me and then sent in, cause you any fear?"

Wang An dodged the bicycle that was forcibly pushed over, and saw the bicycle fall hard to the ground.

Looking at the increasing number of people, Wang An continued to shout:

"You damn well gave me a broken bicycle, and you're still in the right? Now you've broken it by throwing it, that's perfect, I don't want to buy it anymore, give me my money back immediately."

Wang An knew that in the supply and marketing cooperative of this era, for ordinary common people, where was there any talk of returning goods? Because this era emphasized that money and goods were settled once and for all!

It was just that at this moment, the money had been paid, but the goods had not been successfully delivered yet.

And the reason Wang An shouted to return the goods was nothing more than to play along and make the crowd even angrier.

Seeing that the bicycle didn't hit Wang An and had fallen straight to the ground, the salesperson couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

But even so, he still said arrogantly and overbearingly:

"Can't return it. This is it, take it or leave it, if you don't want it, get lost."

This performance by the salesperson could be considered as having completely poked a hornet's nest; the sound of abuse around them soared instantly, and even those colleagues of this salesperson all shut their mouths.

"Fuck your mother, what are you pretending for?"

"Exactly, who gave you the right?"

"Beat you to death, you big idiot."

The bicycle hadn't been delivered to the customer's hands yet, and it was thrown by the salesperson in front of the customer.

This kind of behavior, to put it lightly, is called acting out of spite or being careless, but to put it heavily, it is not respecting the customer and not respecting the people.

That is to say, if the "people" don't take this matter seriously, mainly because few people saw it, then it might be okay, and the salesperson might have no trouble at all. But with so many people watching, it would arouse public anger.

You have to know that this is not the later era; if public anger is aroused at this time, it is very easy for things to go wrong. If it's not controlled slightly well, it will definitely lead to mass fighting and smashing incidents.

And once such a thing happens, the leaders of the supply and marketing cooperative will definitely have to suffer the consequences.

Two people fighting is called a spoon hitting a pot lid; no one cares about you.

Three or five people fighting, or a group of hoodlums fighting, someone might take a look, but generally, no one cares.

But a large group of ordinary common people fighting, especially inside the supply and marketing cooperative, can that matter be small?

If there's any loss of life, then the matter will be even bigger.

And at this moment, this salesperson had successfully aroused public anger.

To be honest, Wang An actually didn't want to make a big deal out of it, because Wang An had dealt with Director Wei of the supply and marketing cooperative, and the key was that this Director Wei was an elder of Wu Dong.

It's just that so much time had passed, and this salesperson was still in a "dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water" stance.

Most importantly, not only did Director Wei not appear, but even the people from the security department of the supply and marketing cooperative didn't appear.

So, who are you not taking for a real man? Who the hell are you taking for a coward?

Wang An didn't talk nonsense anymore, opened his mouth and cursed loudly:

"Fuck your mother, who do you think you're dealing with?"

Immediately following, Wang An took two steps in one, rushed forward quickly, simply estimated the distance, and raised his leg to kick the salesperson.

It could be seen that this salesperson was not a good person to begin with, and probably wasn't a good thing before either.

So seeing Wang An kick over, he reached out to grab Wang An's lower leg while dodging sideways, but he underestimated Wang An's strength and flexibility.

Although Wang An couldn't beat ruthless people like Zhang Shuya and Sun Nian who had received long-term professional training, he had never lost in daily hoodlum fights or one-on-one brawls.

Moreover, Wang An was tall, fierce, and strong, so just as this salesperson was about to grab Wang An's lower leg, Wang An leaned forward and grabbed the salesperson's hair with one hand.

Immediately following, Wang An pulled the salesperson's hair toward himself, then pressed the salesperson's head down, and his knee immediately cooperated by hitting the salesperson's face.

The move Wang An used was exactly one of the most commonly used moves in hoodlum fights, but Wang An didn't know what this move was specifically called.

But to tell the truth, this move is suitable for use against people shorter than oneself; otherwise, a tall person has long arms and is very easily "crotched" by the other party.

"Crotching" is the literal meaning of crotching; once a man is crotched, he basically has no fighting power for a short time.

When Wang An's knee hit the salesperson's face solidly, Wang An knew that the fight was basically over.

Because people are afraid of being hit in the nose; a few hits will make a person dizzy.

After hitting several times in a row, until the salesperson was confused, Wang An grabbed the salesperson's hair, lifted the salesperson up like a dead dog, and then waved his hand, wanting to give him a few more slaps.

Mainly, this dog-like person was too arrogant and too damn infuriating; he was almost like a bandit or a bully.

But Wang An's arm, which was halfway through the swing, was grabbed by another hand.

Wang An turned his head and found that the person who grabbed his arm was none other than Director Wei of the supply and marketing cooperative.

And not far behind Director Wei was a group of people in Zhongshan suits, among whom was his newly recognized godfather, Comrade Zhang Siyuan!

(End of chapter)