Turns out, Liu Momo's barbecue shop was doing so well that Fatty Liu got jealous. He thought that Liu Momo's shop was stealing his business. Without Liu Momo's shop, his business would definitely be booming several times over. So, he immediately spent two thousand yuan to hire a group of small-time thugs to drive Liu Momo's barbecue shop out of Jianghuai University.
"Chen, leave this matter to me. I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly!" Feng Zhixiao patted his chest, and the three underlings behind him also patted theirs to assure him. The youngest one, wearing a red scarf and sniffing his nose, said, "Chen, don't worry, leave it to us!"
Hahaha...
Ye Chen almost burst out laughing. Wasn't Zhixiao just too cocky? Probably only a big brother as cocky as him could bring up a little brother with a red scarf.
"Hey kid, are you weaned yet?" A customer standing nearby laughed and asked.
