334 Gan Tingting

Zhang Yuan slept in a trance and suddenly woke up. He lay there and looked at the beautiful moonlight outside the window for a while. The messy things in his mind suddenly became clear. He jumped out of the bed and turned on the table lamp, and he began to climb the grid crazily.

It was not until dawn and the morning sun shook his eyes that Zhang Yuan stopped his pen, looked at a thick pile of manuscript paper, stretched out and yawned, stood up and moved his body, and then went to wash and open the store.

Today is Saturday. Some students have long been attracted by the new facade and the two big bookstores. Compared with the previous tattered and low-key, the current small bookstore is more eye-catching and can be seen from afar.

Although the bookstore is located in the alley, its location is really good. The original boss just didn't put his mind on it. If Zhang Yuan's mind and enthusiasm had been there, the business here would not have been booming, at least not so deserted.

A day passed in a hurry. At 10 p.m., Zhang Yuan closed the bookstore, charged a deposit for renting books, plus selling some pirated books and pirated CDs left by the former shopkeeper, and dealt with some old books, newspapers and magazines and other things, which actually cost 400 or 500 yuan.

However, the deposit here is more than half, and the cost is removed. Zhang Yuan's money is only about 100 yuan. This is not the money to be given to the police every month. According to the former shopkeeper, he can also get 60 or 70 yuan today.

Zhang Yuan is a little uncomfortable. How much can he earn in a day by opening a small shop? He has to take out more than 1,000 yuan a month to honor that grandson. Is his mother a policeman or a bandit?

Zhang Yuan was about to sleep when someone slammed the door. He frowned and asked, "Who is it? Be gentle."

"A few handfuls of hair, paralyze and open the door for me, or I will seal your store!" The door was kicked hard, and the iron door was deformed.

Zhang Yuan went over and opened the door and looked at the three people standing outside in drunken clothes. They looked at each other coldly. The three policemen scolded and picked up their batons and fists and greeted him.

Zhang Yuan was on fire. He wanted to end the battle with three punches and two feet, but he had a long mind and fought with them. The bookstore was smashed. He also hung up and finally knocked down three policemen. He used the landline in the store to call the recently popular news column "Operation Midnight". After two minutes, he dialed 1 10's phone.

In the whole process, there was no one who came to help. The nearby residents and small shops saw nothing, while passers-by watched the excitement at the entrance of the alley far away.

They didn't see Zhang Yuan's phone call in the room, but the process of being beaten and smashed was clearly seen, and it was only a matter of more than ten minutes.

Zhang Yuan grasped the time very accurately and calculated it without leakage!

The plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky.

Zhang Yuan is not only well planned, but also lucky.

Coincidentally, Bincheng Focus was recording a program nearby and received a phone call from Zhang Yuan. He arrived within three minutes and found that it was a big news with profound educational significance, and he suddenly came to his spirit.

Two minutes later, 110 arrived. After a while, when the three policemen woke up, they looked at Zhang Yuan, who was like a blood gourd, as well as the patrol reporter and the director with a sinking face, and realized that they were playing big and didn't know how to end!

Things are big, but for Zhang Yuan, the operation is relatively successful.

In fact, he can easily handle such a thing, but he can't do that now, because although the task given above is no longer limited to working in the crop yard, he can't leave Bincheng and keep a low profile!

In the evening, Zhang Yuan had already got several passbooks, which were gifts from those who were worried about exposure and official hats.

Zhang Yuan looked at the passbook in his hand, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and muttered to himself, "If I had known that I had made money by manipate people so much money, what would I study?"

However, on second thought, if he doesn't have great achievements, it is impossible to succeed if he wants to play like this. 80 percent has to be really useless for those three grandchildren, and it is not impossible to lose his life.

There is also a price to pay for black people. Zhang Yuan's broken bones and the lost blood are not harmless to his body, but it is not as likely to go wrong as ordinary people.

Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Yuan put the passbook in place, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He should be very weak now. Thirsty sleep is a normal performance. At the same time, this also shows that his head has also been hurt to a certain extent. Although it can't be seen by scanning, it still carries a certain hidden harm. These are all deadly weapons for money!

Zhang Yuan heard the soft footsteps, and there was only one person who could make such a kind of wonderful rhythmic footsteps, that is, the beautiful female anchor in the focus of Bincheng, Wen Ruyu.

Zhang Yuan felt that he was very predestined with a person surnamed Wen. Wen Xiaoya, Professor Wen, Wen Ruyu, but a beautiful woman like Wen Ruyu made him feel farther away than Wen Xiaoya, but he felt that there must be very shallow.

"Why are you still sleeping? He has been sleeping for more than ten hours today. Except for someone waking up for a while, the rest of the time is sleeping."

This is the voice of the little nurse. The little girl, who has just graduated from the health school, is very enthusiastic and professional in her work. Although she is not bright, she is also a little beautiful. When she smiles, she will show two small tiger teeth, and two small dimples will appear on her cheeks. She has a good personality and is a very pleasant little girl.

If Zhang Yuan doesn't have a beautiful girlfriend like Anning, he will definitely pursue this little girl named Gan Tingting. She is a very suitable girl to be a wife. Whoever marries her will definitely enjoy gentleness and be happy all his life.

"Tingting, are you really determined to be a nurse here? Your mother and father have worried you to death!" Wen Ruyu sighed and stretched out Qianyu's hand to tuck the little girl's hair behind her crystal ear.

"Auntie, you also know that I don't like the kind of work arranged by my parents. It just occupies a place to receive wages, and no value can be generated at all. Then won't I become a waste? I don't want to be a parasite of society and survive by sucking the blood of the people. It's better to die directly. There is no point in living!" Gan Tingting changed her gentle tone and said very seriously.

Zhang Yuan was very surprised. He really didn't expect Wen Ruyu and Gan Tingting to know each other. Gan Tingting's family* looks quite simple. The most unexpected thing is that she is not only a warm and lovely girl, but also such a principled girl. She can simply describe her excellent quality with lofty and greatness.

Wen Ruyu pinched the little girl's tender face and said dotingly, "You are a little silly girl, fighting with your little sister Ya."

Gan Tingting smiled and smiled very sweetly. She suddenly flashed her big eyes and said, "Auntie, you made a mistake again. Xiaoya is younger than me. She has to call me Sister Tingting."

Wen Ruyu patted her forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I made a mistake again. Tingting, since you like this kind of work, I don't say much, but you can't work so hard. Proper rest and relaxation can ensure the best working condition. If you have time, find Xiaoya to play more. She is lonely, and I'm too busy. Your grandmother doesn't have any common language with her, let alone go out with her. She's about to go wrong.

"Auntie, I remember Xiaoya has a good roommate and best friend. By the way, her name is Lin Ni. Aren't they playing well together? That Lin Ni seems to be Secretary Lin's daughter. Gan Tingting frowned, and her beautiful eyes were shining. Although she was not beautiful, she was actually very touching. She belonged to the kind of girl who was very durable and looked better and better.

Zhang Yuan secretly opened a small crack in his eyes and admired the beautiful side of Gan Tingting's aura at this moment, thinking that if she could stay at this moment, the man who fell in love for her should be able to line up from here to the railway station.

Unfortunately, Gan Tingting's beautiful side only stayed for less than 15 seconds and disappeared, showing a look of listening.

Wen Ruyu's face showed a trace of contempt and said, "That Lin Ni's scheming is too deep. It's the same virtue as her mother. His brother's mind is not right. Originally, we all care about him, but he didn't change it. He also did something that shouldn't have done, so we gave up together. I guess they are with their parents at this time. Think about how there is a chance to take revenge on us."

Gan Tingting sighed and said, "This is what I hate most. It seems that as soon as I get to this level, people will lose themselves and cheat. All they think about is interests and power. It's really boring. At that time, I would rather go to the cinema to kill time, or go home and sleep well. It's a waste of life!"

Wen Ruyu didn't say anything more. Gan Tingting and her ideas were so clear that they couldn't talk about it at all. She patted the little girl on the forehead and said, "You are really a freak."

"Well, that's what my parents and my brother said. It's good to be a freak, and there is no psychological burden at all. Ha ha."

"Stupid girl!"

Wen Ruyu stood for a while and saw that Zhang Yuan hadn't woken up yet, so she said, "Tingting, if he wakes up later, give him my contact information. I'll talk to him about something."

Gan Tingting nodded and sent Wen Ruyu out of the house. She went back to the ward and stood by the bed and looked at Zhang Yuan with burning eyes for a while. Suddenly, she smiled and asked, "Comrade Zhang Yuan, can you pretend to sleep professionally? I thought you just narrowed your eyes and peeked at me. I didn't find that Miss Ben's eyes were as sharp as a knife. I could easily see through your little action when I was three years old.

Zhang Yuan blushed, opened his eyes and smiled, "I didn't expect you to look like a torch when you were three years old. Are your eyes as sharp as gamma rays or lasers now?"

Gan Tingting's chubby cheeks showed another iconic dimples, revealing two sharp snow-white tiger teeth, and her big eyes shining like a cold star: "Laser, fart, fart, did you shoot?"

Zhang Yuan covered his chest twice, closed his eyes and said, "I was shot by a laser. I'm dead. Xiao Tingting's shooting is so accurate. Three steps are sad!"

Gan Tingting covered her little mouth and smiled very happily. The crisp Tingting's laughter was a little different from her age, but she immediately said angrily, "Don't call me Xiao Tingting, or I will break your three legs. Let's see if you dare to scold me!"

Zhang Yuan was stunned. He just said it by the way and thought that the name Xiao Tingting was very cute and playful. He didn't expect the little girl to quit. It seems wrong. Gan Tingting is bigger than Wen Xiaoya, and Wen Xiaoya is bigger than him. The little girl is not a little girl, but still a big sister!