funbook-pk Chapter 410
Chapter 410
Xiao Zhang has been having a rough time lately.
He had inherited a drugstore and had been a small boss for three years, but suddenly, in the first two months, the best-selling stabilizer was out of stock. Most of the people who came to buy the medicine were in urgent need, and there was a long queue in the waiting area of the drugstore. The Alphas' faces were blue, the Omegas' faces were red, and many Betas who had been asked to wait in line were even getting impatient.
He was also anxious, surrounded by people who urgently needed medicine. He spent the whole day explaining and calling suppliers, and his throat was smoking from thirst.
Finally a batch of goods arrived, but they were snatched up at the door before they even reached him. He was scolded for raising the price according to market conditions. He didn't make much money in the tense situation during the past few dozen days, and he was so busy that his mouth was full of blisters.
Finally the situation got better, but somehow, the goods that had been sold long ago had problems again. A customer came in with a knife and wanted to attack people, saying that the stabilizer was not effective at all. Fortunately, he was agile and hid in the back door.
Who would have thought that the bad things had just begun, and the real bad luck was yet to come. He was accused of selling fake drugs, and people who came to investigate almost broke down his door. The channels of purchase were checked again and again. He was about to go to jail, and had no choice but to ask his friends to exchange all his family assets, and only then did he get some news that seemed true and false.
The previous formula of the stabilizer, which had a market share of up to 40 percent, was found to have problems. One of the banned additions could cause irreversible nerve damage, so a new batch was quickly improved.
It is useful, but for some people with strong resistance, it is useless and will interfere with the susceptible period.
It was just a fire in the city gate that affected the innocent people. In fact, he himself was not even a fish in the pond.
He is the muck in the fish's belly.
After going through three rounds of punishment in the censorship agency, he gave away all his property. At least he was safe and sound and came out in one piece.
Life still has to go on. Beta has always carried three big mountains on his shoulders: the Alpha that he can't afford to offend, the Omega that he can't marry, and the other Betas that he can't win over.
Fortunately, his parents who passed away young left him with a presentable face, and he got a new job as a waiter. After working for a month, the salary was very high and he was able to save some money. Although he had to endure some bullying from the AO, it was the same there.
For waiters like them who were added to work in this house, it was actually not bad. As long as they didn't take the initiative to bring bad luck upon themselves, after all, the big shots at the cocktail party would not pay attention to "lower-class people" like them.
Xiao Zhang, holding a tray with crystal clear wine glasses on it, moved among the many well-dressed and glamorous guests like a swimming fish.
People gathered in twos and threes like entangled seaweed. News that could not be bought with a fortune outside poured into the sea of information of various families along with the wine passed around and the small desserts eaten.
Xiao Zhang sometimes feels that these guests in beautiful clothes may actually be octopuses. When they come across something useful, they will grab it tightly and put it in their pockets. Their slender tentacles search for all the nutrients they can use. Perhaps the word "mercenary" can also be applied to them.
It's just that he is covered with a human shell, handsome and beautiful.
With his hands so tired that they were about to tremble, Xiao Zhang turned back to the kitchen. He thought he should have listened to the foreman's warning not to drink water before coming out, but he was very thirsty after a three-hour drive. The investigation lasted for two weeks, and he didn't know why an engagement banquet could be so strict. Maybe it was because the Guo family had too many enemies, Xiao Zhang thought secretly.
While the foreman turned his head, Xiao Zhang sneaked to the bathroom, unaware that he had become the target of an octopus. He hid in the innermost corner, and just as he pulled up his trousers, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and fell straight down. Halfway down, he was caught by another person, who stripped him of his clothes and let him lie softly on the ground.
A second before he fainted, he thought that he was really unlucky.
Even if it is mud, all its value will be squeezed out.
The man who knocked Xiao Zhang unconscious had a thin layer of calluses on his hands. The waiter changed into clothes that fit him very well. He walked out with his head slightly lowered. His handsome features were instantly drowned out by the many waiters.
This is also the quality that a bounty hunter who is worthy of high salary should possess. Being a gray man, a face without any memorable points, a face that is forgotten as soon as it is seen, has been his secret to success for many years.
The task given by the sponsor this time was very simple. Although it did take him a lot of effort to get in, and he was almost exposed several times, he managed to get away with it successfully with his more than ten years of experience.
Now all we have to do is lock on to the person.
The banquet is about to begin, and almost all the guests who are supposed to come have arrived.
The bounty hunter served as a waiter dutifully, moving among the crowd. His eyes hesitated several times and he saw several people with suspicious behavior mixed in with these upper-class people.
There were so many cameras that there seemed to be one every three steps. He restrained his gaze and did not dare to look up.
Finally, the third son of the Guo family arrived with his Omega, becoming the protagonist of this engagement party.
The spotlight moved, and the flower-filled venue gradually darkened. The bounty hunter knew that his time had come.
One step, two steps, three steps.
"Your drink, sir."
The noble young man in royal blue turned his head to look at her. His slightly long hair was wrapped around his shoulders and tied into a small crooked bun.
"I didn't ask for it."
The bounty hunter nodded and said with a little fear:
"Well, I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry that I made a mistake."
The waiter bowed and apologized, and was about to bend down to leave, but he seemed to be tripped by something and half-pounced on him. He aimed very accurately, but a pair of big hands stretched out from somewhere, with blue diamonds on the wrists shining, and pushed him half a person away.
The wine spilled, only a little of it reaching the young man's wrist.
There was a small wet mark on the cuff of the white shirt, as if it was fresh tissue fluid that had just formed a scab and was then peeled off.
"Yes, sorry, sorry sir, would you like to go to the locker room and change your clothes first!"
The young man smiled, and the bounty hunter suddenly felt a chill in his heart. His intuition told him that this matter seemed to be ruined, but the situation was like this, so he could only bite the bullet and continue.
"It's right here, on the side of the third floor."
He seemed to see the little fangs showing when the other person smiled.
Two pairs of strong hands clamped his arms in an instant, and a round, cold object was fixed on his waist. The bounty hunter was very familiar with what it was.
Ni Yangzhou picked up the paper on the table, wiped his wrist, and said with a smile:
"It's really unoriginal. Can't you think about it more and come up with some new ideas?"
Yan Congzhi raised his hand slightly, and the bounty hunter was forced to leave in the dark, but the bounty hunter was not disappointed.
Because his mission was accomplished.
The cell phone that Ni Yangzhou had placed in his trouser side pocket suddenly began to vibrate. He put the tissue down, placed it on the table beside him, and opened the message. The strange number belonging to Luo Hongshen came again.
[Who says bad things can only be done in the locker room?]
Ni Yangzhou narrowed his eyes, and the second message came.
[You should regret now why you are so clean that you have to use that piece of paper towel to wipe your hands.]
The person in the dark room twisted his neck and typed slowly.
[Now, come to the south-facing living room on the sixth floor.]
[one person.]