Chapter Eighty-Seven Local Solution

  Pang Guang led Kong Yue Mei to the night market that Lin Jun Yun had mentioned before, and found Lin Jun Yun surrounded by a group of chattering elementary school students. Business seemed to be booming. Pang Guang and Kong Yue Mei exchanged a knowing smile, and quietly walked over. Lin Jun Yun also noticed them, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face as she smoothed out her slightly disheveled hair and asked: "Mom, Pang Guang, what brings you here?"

  "Jun Yun, mom heard that you're doing a small business, so I came to take a look. Kong Yue Mei looked at the chattering elementary school students: "Business is not bad, do you need mom's help?"

  "It's okay, I can still afford it." Lin Junyun smiled with a twinkle in his eyes: "I didn't expect handmade crafts to be so popular. In no time at all, half of what I made yesterday was sold out."

  Kong Yue Mei picked up one of the ornaments and played with it, her expression very surprised: "So beautiful and delicate! Mom didn't know you could make these things, and they can even be sold for money. This is indeed a way to make a fortune. Another day, you teach me, and we'll do it together."

  Lin Junyun gave Kong Yue a white eye: "Mom, wait for your Director Li to approve your leave before talking about it. You're a busy person, which time isn't your butt still warm, and you want to go out again? Who dares to bother you."

  Kong Yue Mei felt a bit embarrassed: "Director Li is too enthusiastic, he asked me to come here today and eat there tomorrow, after all, he's the leader of your school, it's hard to decline. Seeing you so tired, I feel embarrassed too. Home isn't just yours alone, from tomorrow on..." Her words were cut off as her phone suddenly rang in her bag. She had to stop and take out her phone, and as soon as she saw the caller's number, her eyes sparkled with a radiant glow that only an 18-year-old girl could have. Her eyes fluttered, and the sweetness was written all over her face: "Dear, you finally called! I've been dying for you! Not getting your call for a whole morning made me feel anxious... Where are we going? Okay, I'll go right away, in half an hour, no, 20 minutes. You have to wait for me, okay? Mwah, mwah..."

  Lin Junyun shrugged and looked at Pang Guang, speechless.

  Kong Yue Mei hung up the phone and looked at Lin Jun Yun with a apologetic face: "Jun Yun, Mom was worried about you and came over to see you. Now that I know you're fine, I can rest assured. Just got a call and have to go now. You're tired, take a break and don't work too hard..."

  "Go ahead, go on a date with your dear, don't worry about me." Lin Junyun's eyes rolled around and he smiled slyly: "Congratulations to Mother for rejuvenating, then... no need for birth control measures, have a little brother for me to play with."

  "There's nobody who speaks to their mom like you do." Kong Yuemei's face turned red in an instant, like a shrimp: "Don't talk nonsense with me, I have to hurry over, or else I'll be late."

  "What's the big deal about being late, it's normal for men to wait for women." Lin Junyun was just about to continue teasing when Kong Yuemei had already walked ten meters away. Lin Junyun smiled wryly and shook his head, turning around to hand over a small bag containing change to Pang Guang, saying: "Help me keep an eye on things, I'm going to the restroom, all accessories are 10 yuan each."

  "Go ahead." He said, walking to the back of the stall, seeing a plastic chair, he swaggered over and sat down, leaning against the back with his legs crossed, closing his eyes with a sly smile: "I'll also experience what it's like to be a boss." In his reverie, he almost fell asleep.

  Suddenly, he felt that the surroundings were very noisy, and it seemed that there were many female voices chattering. He perked up his ears to listen, and found that these people were actually discussing him. From the childish tone of these speakers, it could be discerned that they were a group of elementary school girls.

  "Wow, how unusual! Such a handsome guy is selling little girls' accessories."

  "Oh, yeah, so handsome! Look at that nose, so straight, just like Takeshi Kaneshiro."

  "Hey handsome, get up and do business, how much does this thing sell for?"

  Pang Guang opened one eye, saw a red-lipped and white-toothed little girl speaking, stood up, and in the tone of a businessman said: "Everything is ten yuan each, pick whatever you want."

  "I've bought them all, let me count how many." The little girl said, taking out a handful of money from her pocket and raising an eyebrow to ask: "How old are you, handsome?"

  Pang Guang didn't bother with her and lowered his head to put the accessories into a plastic bag.

  The little girl suddenly ran around the stall, like a small cat, and rubbed against Pang Guang's body, quickly rubbing into his arms, sticking to his ear, blowing hot air, and laughing softly: "Handsome guy, do you have time? Accompany us to go shopping."

  "The big brother is busy, he has business to attend to." Pang Guang replied coldly. He saw that a little student who hadn't even grown his hair yet was openly "teasing" a hot-blooded youth more than a decade older in public, and wondered if this was meant to test his patience or what. Although he was very "angry", he didn't think it was worth arguing with a primary school student.

  "Handsome guy, you're really humorous. I like people like you the most." The little girl took over Pang Guang's half bag of accessories and shook it "I expected you to come up with such a lame excuse, so I made my move first. All your stuff has been bought by me already. What else can you do?"

  Pang Guang was fed up and said, "Hurry up and leave after buying things, or I'll beat you to death if you keep dawdling."

  "Is it great?" The little girl's hot face was met with a cold butt, she didn't expect to meet a rough and handsome guy, her interest suddenly disappeared, "Pfft", she said: "It's not like you're the only handsome guy, what are you being arrogant about."

  Pang Guang knew that if he didn't take drastic measures, the girls would continue to pester him. So, he glared at them with a fierce expression, pretending to be about to hit them. The girls were frightened and ran away quickly, laughing and shouting as they went: "The handsome guy is going to hit us! The handsome guy is going to hit us!"

  Pang Guang sat back in his chair, raised an eyebrow, and mimicked the motion of smoking with his fingers, looking rather languid.

  After waiting for a while, Lin Junyun didn't come back, and Pang Guang only then realized that Lin Junyun had gone to the toilet for a long time. Even if she was having diarrhea, she should have returned by now. Just as he was thinking about this, a small group of people not far away caught his attention. Upon closer inspection, he found that Lin Junyun was surrounded in the middle, and the people surrounding her appeared to be a group of thugs from their appearance.

  "Huh? How did Lin Junyun get entangled with these people?" Pang Guang walked up, puzzled, and finally saw clearly that the five people surrounding Lin Junyun included a small-headed man who seemed to be their leader, judging from the respectful expressions of the other four.

  A small flat head rushed to a hooligan with purple hair and made eye contact, the hooligan immediately understood: "Little girl, Pig Brother is a figure with face in this place, being trampled by you carelessly, if not teaching you a lesson, who will sell Pig Brother's account in the future?"

  Lin Junyun raised her head, a pair of ink-black eyes shining brightly like gemstones. She said calmly and steadily: "I've already apologized, what else do you want?"

  "Hmm... how much is an apology worth?" The punk with the dyed hair sneered, "If everyone on this street just apologized after offending Brother Pig, would Brother Pig still be the boss?"

  "Damn it, you're filming some artsy drama or something? Why so many lines? In the underworld, we don't waste words like that. Just get to the point, how many times do I have to teach you?"

  The punk with dyed hair nodded hastily: "Boss's teachings are to change immediately." After finishing, he looked at Lin Junyun's ferocious face and said: "Now I'll give you two ways out. The first is to get Brother Pig to lick his shoes clean and apologize. The second is to let our brothers have a good time, maybe Brother Pig will be in a great mood and accidentally let the matter of offending him pass."

  The gangster said that at this point, Lin Junyun finally understood that these people were just looking for trouble and you shouldn't expect to reason with them.

  Lin Junyun's eyes rolled around and he spotted a gap, ready to make a run for it. However, he was too slow, and before he could even take a step, one of the thugs grabbed his arm tightly: "You think you can escape? Not a chance."

  Lin Junyun struggled with all his might, using up all the strength he had, but still couldn't break free. His arms were already aching terribly.

  The brother looked at Lin Junyun's painful expression and sneered, "Fourth brother, go get the car, damn it, she wants to run, I must kill her."

  Lao Si responded and left. Pig Brother looked at the other three people: "You guys go do what you need to do, Lao Si will take care of things here."

  The other three people's faces turned ugly after hearing this, and they glanced at Lin Junxian and then at Zhu Ge, meaning to say: "When we were called to follow you in conquering the world, wasn't it agreed that we would share good fortune and bad together? You think you can eat alone? Even if you want to eat alone, it's okay, but give some leftovers to your younger brother, what does it mean to tell us to do this and that?"

  "What's wrong with you, still standing there? Come out and mix it up a bit..." Pig Brother said, but suddenly stopped, his face full of surprise, because he saw Old Fourth walking away with a pale face and eyes full of fear.

  "What about the car?" Pig Brother looked at Lin Junyun, who was struggling to get up, and had already lost control of his urge to pull down the car window curtain and settle it on the spot. Unexpectedly, Old Fourth didn't drive the car over, so in a fit of anger, he simply kicked it over, and Old Fourth rolled around several times before stopping, crying with a sad face: "He...he..."

  "What's with him, I'm asking you, where's the car?" Piggy had one foot on Lao Si's belly, and immediately a miserable cry pierced the air, wailing and howling that echoed throughout the night market. Passersby didn't dare to intervene, and instead walked around them, for they were already used to such things. Two young thugs fighting over a girl, what else was new?