891: C891 Beggar

C891 Beggar

No matter where he went, he would become a pinnacle existence. Now that he missed Lin Fann, he estimated that he would miss out on a lot of things.

"Tingting, let's not talk about this anymore."

He walked over and held his wife's hand, laughing loudly, "What we need to do now is to take good care of our bodies."

Since he had already made his decision, there was no need to care about the consequences anymore.

Unexpectedly, this decision would make his intestines turn green with regret in the future.

"..."

After leaving the mansion, Lin Fann walked around aimlessly.

The employees of Longhu Escort Office returned after they had completed their darts.

In other words, he was alone.

According to the information given by the beautiful Appraiser, although her Zhao Family was in a dilemma, she could still persevere a little.

Thus, he was not in a rush at the moment. Furthermore, it was night time, so he couldn't be in a rush.

You beggar, get the hell away from me. Next time I see you, I'll kill you.

The sudden swearing brought Lin Fann back to his senses.

Turning his head to look, he saw a beggar dressed in shabby clothes rushing out with a stick for the owner of the midnight snack.

"Coming here every two or three days, do I need to do business?"

"You stink, come over here and I'll kick you to death."

He raised his foot and kicked down. After scaring the boss twice, the owner returned to the shop in a huff.

"Do people still have any conscience these days? Don't they only want you to stir-fry rice noodles?"

"It's fine if you don't give it to me, but I hope that your store doesn't have any business in the future."

After spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, the beggar simply sat on the ground and refused to leave.

Facing the guests that came to eat supper, he kept cursing.

After a while, the boss rushed out again, but this time he was holding a kitchen knife instead of a wooden stick.

"Those who have hands and feet don't earn money, do you think it's reasonable for you to be a beggar?"

Seeing that the customers were about to leave, the boss was so angry that his face turned black. "Even if I don't do business today, I will break one of your legs."

"Beating someone up, boss beat them up, mistreated them."

The beggar kept shouting, but he still sat on the ground.

"Alright, I'll kill you today."

Seeing the beggar act so arrogantly at this moment, the boss raised his kitchen knife and was about to chop down.

Just then, a hand grabbed his wrist.

"Boss, it's not worth it to go to jail for a beggar."

Lin Fann, who walked over, smiled and said, "Ignore him. Give me a serving of stir-fried rice flour, a plate of fried conch, and a bottle of beer."1

The boss, who was just about to get angry, immediately smiled obsequiously when he heard this and said, "Guest, take a seat. I'll go in and get it."

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky."

After swearing at the beggar, the boss went back.

The beggar who was prepared to make a ruckus, upon seeing this scene, was momentarily stunned.

"I'll give you a serving of stir-fried rice noodles later. I'll do whatever I have to do after I've eaten."

After saying that to the beggar, Lin Fann sat down on the chair and lit a cigarette.

"Give me a cigarette as well. It's not easy being a beggar in this day and age."

As if they were old friends, the beggar sat down in the chair in front of Lin Fann and gestured to Lin Fann.

"Right, it's not easy being a beggar these days."

Lin Fann threw a cigarette over and joked, "Have a smoke and then let's have a chat?"

The beggar took a drag of the cigarette, then crossed his legs and said, "You're the first kind-hearted person who is willing to give me a cigarette and let me sit down."

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