Chapter 17 The Banner of Debt Collection Is Raised

What a fucking bad luck, according to common sense, a guy who looks like a leader should come out and hold me back! Fan Wubing went out with Boss Wang, but he hadn't seen any signs of resignation from the other party, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Damn! I'm so angry, I'm going to court to sue them now!"

Fan Wubing was so bored, he felt a little bit angry from his heart, and he wished he could go to court to sue the bank now, but he hadn't thought about it, whether he would accept such a case is still a matter of debate. Maybe they will be kicked out as soon as they go. It is indeed a bit inappropriate to use the thinking of thirty years later to do things thirty years ago.

"Are you really going? I thought you were just talking—" Boss Wang looked at Fan Wubing, who was full of anger, and asked cautiously. He was very awed by this little boss. This, maybe it was The legendary bastard's gas effect.

"Of course I'm going, you think I'm joking!" Fan Wubing glanced at Boss Wang and asked dissatisfiedly, "By the way, do you have any money with you?"

"Yes, but not much, it looks like a hundred and ten dollars." Boss Wang rummaged through his pockets and took out all the money.

"Enough." Fan Wubing took a look, nodded, and led Boss Wang to the melon stand by the road.

Boss Gua was already playing chess with others at this time, and when he saw Fan Wubing and Boss Wang coming back, he asked with a smile, "Is the matter over?"

Fan Wubing chuckled and didn't answer, but pointed to a big white cloth covering the sun on the melon stall and asked, "Boss, how about selling this white cloth to me? Twenty yuan!"

"What's the use of this thing?! Besides, you can buy a new one for less than 20 yuan!" Boss Gua was startled. He saw that Boss Wang had already taken out the two cards and stuffed them into his hand. inside.

There are all kinds of cloth for sale in the department store across the street, but you need a cloth ticket to buy this. Of course, Fan Wubing doesn’t have this kind of thing in his hand, and he doesn’t need to waste such a new thing, so he said to Boss Gua , "I can just use your old ones. Since you said there are still some leftovers, why don't you just lend me these few bamboo poles?"

Boss Melon rolled his eyes, and thought that this person is more rewarding than my melon stall, come on! Since you like it, go ahead and take it, anyway, I have used my tattered canvas for a while, and since someone offers money for a new one, why should I not like it? So he generously accepted the money, and helped Fan Wubing and Boss Wang remove the white cloth, and rolled up a few bamboo poles together.

"Thank you—" Fan Wubing didn't forget to say thank you when he was leaving, which made Boss Gua a little embarrassed. It was obvious that he had gotten involved in this matter, but the kid said Thank you, I really don't know what to say.

Boss Wang carried the white cloth and bamboo poles, followed Fan Wubing, and stopped in front of the department store. He watched Fan Wubing walk to the counter, took out a banknote, and pointed to the shoe polish inside the counter. Said, "Two tubes of shoe polish, please, and a brush."

The salesman thought it was a bit weird for the big and the young, but they had already paid out the money, and he had to sell them, so he took out the shoe polish and brushes, and wrapped them in newspapers for him. Got change.

Fan Wubing led Boss Wang back to the gate of the bank, spread the white cloth on the ground, dipped the brush in shoe polish, and brushed on the white cloth. After a while, the white canvas was covered with pictures. Bold black writing.

"The black-hearted bank is ignorant of my money, full of bamboos and books of evil. No one cares about all kinds of grievances, and now I am dying in front of your door!"

When Boss Wang saw the headlines, he was a little sweaty. He thought that Mr. Fan was used to being a headline party. No matter where he went, he would put up the banner first. People all over the street should come to watch the excitement, not to mention that there are so many people coming and going in and out of the bank.

Just like this, the two of them used bamboo poles to lift the white cloth at the gate of the bank, tied it on the ground, and then one tore a strip of white cloth and wrapped it around his forehead, and sat down directly on the ground, just like a hunger strike.

A group of people at the melon stall saw the commotion here, and immediately ran over with a coaxing sound, pointing around the two people, and the melon boss also came to watch the excitement, and brought two watermelons by the way, directly It was broken open, and a piece was sent to Fan Wubing and Boss Wang alone, and even the crowd who watched the excitement dispersed a lot.

"I have set up a melon stall in front of the bank for so many years, and you are the first ones who dare to challenge the bank directly! Yes, you are kind, man, pure man!" Boss Gua is also a guy who is afraid of chaos in the world, He clamored with a thumbs up.

There was a lot of commotion outside, and the people inside the bank naturally noticed it. First of all, the old black man who was watching the gate saw that there was trouble here, so he ran over and took a closer look, and found that he had actually talked to him in the middle of the day. He didn't dissuade the big and the young, but encouraged him happily, "It's a good thing, someone should make a fuss." Then he ran back to the porter in a hurry .

In fact, after such a commotion, some people in the bank had already reported to the director Mei Tianliang, but Director Mei was drinking, so there was no time to come back for a while, so he just sent someone to report to the police station The case was closed, and it was said that there was a small group of people with ulterior motives at the gate of the bank, inciting people who didn't know the truth to gather together to make trouble, and hoped that the leaders of the city bureau would send elite soldiers to help solve it.

So after a while here, I heard the police siren of "Uwaer-Uwaer-" from the street in the distance, and then I saw the motorcycles of the brigade with their lights flashing and turning on Coming over, dozens of policemen were fully armed and came over aggressively, surrounding the crowd here.

Some of the timid ones dispersed when they saw that the police had come to intervene.

A leading police officer pushed through the crowd, squeezed in, and shouted loudly, "What's the trouble?! Do you know that you are disrupting social order?! Our good situation of stability and unity is to be destroyed by you black sheep. Yes! Let me see first, who is the one who is leading the trouble?!"

But after he met Fan Wubing's eyes, both of them burst into tears, "Why is it him again!"