"Stop!" Mao Daqing raised his hand and shouted loudly, and walked towards the gangsters.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan stood up and walked over. He couldn't watch Mao Daqing alone. If he really wanted to fight, multiple people would always be multiple helpers.

Xiaoli saw Ermao sitting motionlessly, poked Ermao with her elbow, and urged anxiously, "Why are you still sitting? Come and take a look!"

"Ah? Don't you like me to cause trouble when fighting?"

Ermao looked at his girlfriend in surprise. When she was chasing Xiaoli, she said she didn't like boys to fight and cause trouble. It was because Ermao had a good personality and a good temper that she agreed to be his girlfriend.

Xiaoli gave him a blank look and said angrily, "Isn't that your brother? Are you stupid?"

Ermao giggled and followed Lu Yuan.

Mao Daqing successfully attracted the attention of Huangmao and the others, and a group of gangsters looked at Mao Daqing who was walking up.

Although Mao Daqing is only twenty-two or three years old like Lu Yuan, he has been struggling in society for so many years and has grown tall and strong, and has the temperament of a social person.

A gangster like Huangmao who is looking for food on the street as a teenager, not only relying on being scoundrels but also relying on his eyesight, otherwise he would not be able to get along with his younger brother behind his butt.

When he saw Mao Daqing's attitude, he did not look down on the other party, nor was he impulsive. Instead, he asked patiently, "Friend, this girl spreads wine on my clothes. I will teach her a lesson. It shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

"Haha. No," Mao Daqing waved his hand and said with a smile, "I just think it's a bit unqualified to you, a group of big men, who are cooperating with such a little girl."

"Oh, you want to see injustice on the road, the hero will save the beauty!"

Huang Mao understood Mao Daqing's purpose and also saw that he was a diner here for dinner. Then he spoke less patiently and reminded him, "But I advise you to think carefully yourself and don't see the beautiful girl unable to walk. When your mind is hot, you dare to come out with any head!"

After the words were finished, the gangsters around Huangmao moved quickly and surrounded Mao Daqing, Lu Yuan and others.

Lu Yuan knew that this Liangzi had been put on the siege. Huangmao had a saying that he agreed so much. Mao Daqing, a kid, couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman. He obviously couldn't beat this group of fights, so he still had to go on.

But no matter how much you complain, you have to do it at this point, and you can only bite the bullet and do it for a while.

As for the Ermao, he had already scolded his brother in his heart for more than ten times. He could cause trouble even if he had a meal!

Sudden--

Swish swish swish swish!

Mao Daqing quickly pulled out three hundred-dollar bills from his down jacket pocket and handed them to Huangmao!

Sudden action.

Everyone was shocked on the spot!

"You...what do you mean?"

Huangmao was also a little confused and didn't react.

Mao Daqing held three hundred yuan in one hand and pointed at the yellow-haired clothes with the other hand, and smiled and said, "Brother, I saw it just now. When the little girl was serving food, she accidentally touched the cup and sprinkled beer on your clothes. But she apologized just now and said, and her attitude was very correct. If you have a lot of adults, don't be as familiar with her every family. The three hundred yuan is considered as my compensation for your brother to clean your clothes for the little girl."

A leather jacket like yellow-haired can be dry-cleaned for at most only 20 to 30 yuan. Mao Daqing compensated him 300 yuan at once and could wash ten coats. Besides, the hops were splashed a little, so you could just find a clean rag to wipe it, and you didn’t even need to dry clean it.

The three hundred yuan is enough for seven or eight of them to order a few grilled fish and drink a box of beer here.

To be honest, street gangsters like Huangmao have always been seeking money. Seeing the 300 yuan in front of him, he was a little jealous. But he was following several younger brothers. Those who are older brothers can't get 300 yuan, so they just settle for the matter and leave, right? This is too...

"Brother, of course you are seeking money when you come out to make money, not seeking anger!"

Mao Daqing said, reached into the arms of the down jacket, and swish swish swish swish swish swish swish-

He took out three hundred-dollar bills, put them together with the previous three bills, handed them over, and said, "Forget it, give face and give the little girl a chance!"

Six...it's six hundred!

Huangmao subconsciously licked his lips. He was lying on the street and often made money in game console halls, Internet cafes, and billiards halls. Although he was quite glorious after him, he actually took care of the food and drink expenses of seven or eight younger brothers a month, and only one thousand or eight hundred left in his pocket.

Now, as long as you calm down, you turn around and walk. There are 600 yuan in front of you to pick it up for free, and it is within easy reach. Huangmao was moved.

He looked at the generous Mao Daqing and suddenly became jealous. Should he pretend to be a little more? Give it a thousand more?

Then, he shouted disdainfully, "Give her six hundred dollars and let me let her go? It's so rich!"

“It’s nothing great to have money!”

Perhaps Mao Daqing saw through his evil thoughts and sneered, saying, "But if you don't want to have six hundred, then you'll do whatever you want. You'd better bully someone's little girl, smash the grilled fish shop, and wait for the police to detain you in a police car to stay for a few days. By then, you'll have no hair!"

A little brother of yellow-haired suddenly jumped out and pointed at Mao Daqing and scolded, "Damn, who are you scaring?"

"Get out!"

Huang Mao glared at his little brother, idiot, be careful not to ruin my good things. Every word Mao Daqing stuck in his heart, making him silent rebuttal, it makes him make him feel so reasonable.

At this time, the owner of the grilled fish shop also heard the sound and ran out of the kitchen.

He knew that Huangmao and his group were often fooling around nearby, so he quickly shouted, "Brother Huangmao, the new waiter is ignorant, don't bother with her. I will get free of charge for whatever Brother Huangmao eats in our store today."

The words of the owner of the grilled fish restaurant made Huangmao feel that he was very proud and gave him a step. He immediately said, "Okay, they are all on the same street. Today I will give you a face. Since you said you are free, I won't be polite to you. You can get two grilled fish and a box of beer to send them to Ajie Billiards Hall."

The owner of the grilled fish shop would rather lose money and avoid disaster than want Huangmao to continue to affect the business of the grilled fish shop here, and nodded repeatedly to say goodbye.

Huang Mao nodded, reached out and grabbed the six hundred-dollar bills in Mao Daqing's hand, then bounced the bills, grinning and said, "That's all for today, but it's not for you to give face, but for Grandpa Mao!"

"Brothers, go! Go back to the billiards hall and wait for grilled fish!"

After the sound fell, Huangmao took a few younger brothers out of the grilled fish shop, swaying and walking, feeling that he was so awesome.

Waiting for Huangmao to leave, the store owner also thanked Mao Daqing for being grateful to Mao Daqing. He knew that if Mao Daqing had not taken action to protect Qianqian, the girl would have to suffer a loss, and would even let Huangmao and the others make messes in the store and ruin their business.

After thanking him, the shop owner had to give Mao Daqing and the others a free order. Mao Daqing waved his hand and said boldly, "Boss, I can give that gangster six hundred yuan, can I still give you a meal of grilled fish? You have a small business, you don't need to give me a free order! Give me three more beers."

The boss was so moved that he even said that Mao Daqing was a good person, so he asked the waiter Qianqian to quickly serve beer for the guests.

The other guests also watched the fun and the grilled fish shop returned to normal.

Mao Daqing and Lu Yuan returned to their positions and continued to drink and eat fish.

After sitting back to the seat, Lu Yuan thought that one would be necessary today, but he did not expect Mao Daqing to use this trick to resolve the matter. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Da Mao, what if the yellow-haired doesn't recognize the money?"

Mao Daqing took a sip of beer and laughed and said, "Impossible! Go out on the streets and don't seek wealth, are you seeking fame? They just bully honest people and weak people. If there are too many people today, they may not dare to do it with us!"

Speaking of this, Mao Daqing said, "You saw it just now, I gave him money. I gave him face. If he is not tactful, he will not be worthy of following his younger brother!"

"But brother, you've given 600 at once, that's too much! This is enough to match the half-month salary of many employees of our San Cotton Factory." Xiaoli said with a little distressed feeling.

"Xiaoli is right, she gives too much."

Ermao also nodded and agreed, "You just paid 300, why do you have to pay 300 more?"

"It's just to shock him! I can spend 300 when I can swipe it! I can swipe it and spend 300 when I swipe it!"

Mao Daqing gestured and asked with a smile, "Haha, aren't it shocking?"

"Shock is shocking!" Ermaozi pursed and said, "But he also felt distressed!"

Lu Yuan teased, "It's also very pretentious!"

"That's what you want!"

Mao Daqing and Lu Yuan had a cup and said, "Yuanzi, have you seen it? There is nothing that the RMB cannot solve in the past few days!"

Although Lu Yuan did not agree with his point of view, he did not refute his argument. He touched his glass of wine with him and said with a smile, "Haha. So make more money while you are young, right?"

"Yuanzi, you understand me!"

Bang!

Cheers to each other and drank it all in one go.

They ate and chatted, and the other tables of guests at the grilled fish restaurant left in a scattered manner, and they were about to eat and drink.

At this time, Qianqian walked to their table with a plate of cucumbers and thanked Mao Daqing with a crisp thank you, "Brother, thank you for helping me out and spending so much money. How do you think I should be grateful to you?"

As she said that, she put down the cucumbers, then took two steps back, and bowed deeply to Mao Daqing.

"Sister, I can't do it!"

Mao Daqing quickly got up, held Qianqian's arm with both hands, and said, "I can't stand a beautiful girl like you being bullied by a bastard. What's the point of spending some money?"

As he said that, he chatted with Qianqian for a few more words. Perhaps because they were all young people, Mao Daqing just now took action to help her rescue, so Qianqian trusted Mao Daqing very much, and Mao Daqing understood the truth in a short while.

Qianqian's surname is Zhao, and her name is Zhao Qianqian. She is a three-year college student in a nearby art school. She is only nineteen years old this year and is not a local. Her family is from Sichuan. Her family is not in good condition and she has a 15-year-old younger brother at home. So after she went to college, she started to earn work and study, earning her own tuition and living expenses.

After hearing this, Lu Yuan felt that Qianqian's situation was similar to Shao Gang. When Shao Gang was in college, he earned his own tuition and living expenses, and even gave it back to his family, sending one or two hundred a month.

Lu Yuan has always admired such self-reliant and independent foreign students, both men and women.

Mao Daqing said, "Qianqian, you work in a restaurant, and you are bound to come into contact with all kinds of customers. You are a girl, young, and you may encounter something like Huangmao today."

"I know."

Qianqian nodded and said, "Actually, I work odd jobs in the grilled fish restaurant. After a few days, I will find a more stable part-time job."

"Then what part-time job are you going to find?" Mao Daqing asked.

Qianqian said, "I didn't think it's right. I think milk tea shops are very suitable for me. There are several on this street, so I'll go back and ask."

"A milk tea shop?"

Mao Daqing pondered for a moment and suggested, "In this way, I will introduce you to a stable part-time job and work as a part-time salesperson in the Federation of Trade Unions. Would you like to?"

"The Trade Union sells clothes?"

Qianqian was slightly surprised. When she heard her tone, she probably knew this place.
To be continued...