Du Kang reached out and caught the piece of paper in front of him. It was a piece of paper left by an unknown person. The handwriting was very messy, but the strength penetrated the back of the paper. There were only four words.
"I am a thorn?
What does it mean? "
Du Kang read the piece of paper out. Anyway, there was nothing else after reading it. "What a mess." He put the piece of paper into his coat pocket, planning to throw it away when he went out later.
"Little Fatty, why are you so slow when I asked you to get something?"
Cang Jin poked his head out from the second floor and urged with a little displeasure. Du Kang hurriedly said, "Okay, okay." He carried a lot of delicious food to Weiwei and Cang Jin.
"Get out, get out! This is a private conversation between Weiwei and me. What are you, a man, doing here? Get out!"
Du Kang had just put a lot of snacks on Weiwei's bed. Before he had time to see what Weiwei's boudoir looked like, he was pushed out by Cang Jin.
"Do you have to do this? That's enough."
Du Kang looked back at the door that was closed by Cang Jin. He was so angry that his nose almost became crooked. He thought that Cang Jin was really killing the donkey when it was no longer of use.
Suddenly, he felt that what he said seemed to be very disadvantageous to him. He shook his head and walked downstairs. Looking at the glass door that was broken by Ma Zhiyue with a stick, he frowned and touched the tip of his nose with his finger. "Damn it. I forgot that I have to find someone to fix the glass door."
The glass door was broken, and Weiwei and Cang Jin were up there doing something. Du Kang had to look after the shop and could not leave. He could only rely on his buddies in Cangcheng.
He called Li Wei and Chai Mingjie and found out that one of them had returned to Dongguang and the other had gone to Handan for an internship. Tian Cun was not in Cangcheng because of Meili Jie's encounter with the three old hooligans. Yang Yifei, on the other hand, was in Cangcheng. He was rich and did not have to worry about finding a job. He was in Cangcheng now. After receiving Du Kang's call, he immediately said that he would rush over.
More than ten minutes later, a taxi stopped in front of the shop. Yang Yifei got out of the car and carefully stepped over the shattered glass on the ground. He walked up to Du Kang, who was curled up behind the cashier counter, watching Kwai Shou. Yang Yifei leaned on the cashier counter and knocked on it twice.
Why was the door smashed in broad daylight? "
When Du Kang saw Yang Yifei, it was as if he had seen a family member. He said with a sad face, "Sigh, it's hard to say."
"Then make it short."
"But it's a long story."
Du Kang was still confused about what Kang Tingting and Ma Zhiyue were up to. He had no choice but to tell Yang Yifei that it was no big deal and that he would tell him next time. First, he had to ask Yang Yifei to help find a repair shop.
Yang Yifei had always been very popular. Even though he was from Hot River, in just three short years, he had become more familiar with Cang City than Du Kang. When he heard that Du Kang wanted to repair the door, he immediately patted his chest and said that it was no problem. He did not even need to go to the city to look for a repair shop. He just needed to go back to school. There was a shop that repaired windows and doors at the school entrance. He knew someone there.
"Comrade Yang Yifei, then I'll leave this to you." Du Kang grabbed Yang Yifei's hand and shook it hard. It was like a meeting between two gay men in the movies.
"Alright, alright, I'd better go. They're going to be gay friends soon. Wait for me, I'm going now." Yang Yifei asked Du Kang for the keys to his electric scooter and rode it straight to school.
"Hello, Dorm Leader, come over quickly. There's something good. It's at the school entrance. Come over quickly."
Less than three minutes later, Yang Yifei called. Du Kang did not understand what good things could happen if he spent money there. However, since Yang Yifei called him, it was best for him to go and take a look. If there really was something good, it would be a pity if he missed it.
Before he left, he hung a "Closed for Business" sign on the door. He thought that it would only take a few minutes, and he would be back soon. There should be no problem. He got on his bicycle and rushed to the factory.
Before he reached the factory entrance, Du Kang saw Yang Yifei waving at him in front of a shop. He took a few quick steps and jumped off the bike. Du Kang noticed that a dozen people were surrounding Yang Yifei not far behind him.
"Feifei, what's going on?"
He pulled Yang Yifei to the side and asked in a low voice. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that the dozen people had different expressions when they saw him. Some of them were even pointing at him.
Yang Yifei smiled and patted Du Kang's shoulder. "Dorm Leader, it's good news. Do you see that old man?"
Yang Yifei secretly pointed at a middle-aged man in his early fifties with white hair. Du Kang looked at him and nodded. "I see him. What's wrong?"
"He's the owner of this shop. His daughter is bewitched, and she's inside. I just chatted with him for a while, and he said that if we can cure his daughter, let alone one glass door, even ten glass doors won't be a problem."
"Really?!"
Du Kang's eyes lit up when he heard that. After Yang Yifei left, he was still worried about who would pay for the repair of the glass door. Ma Zhiyue was now a mad dog. He would be thankful if she didn't come looking for trouble. If he asked for money from her, he would think about it in the future.
If he asked for money from Weiwei, it would be related to him. If he asked for money unnecessarily, it might be deducted from his salary. Moreover, Weiwei was not in good health now. Du Kang didn't want Weiwei to know about this.
The only way left was to pay for it out of his own pocket.
To Du Kang, money was not a problem. The problem was that he had no money. Originally, Du Kang and Weiwei had opened the door for Jiao Zhitong twice and had nearly ten thousand yuan of income. However, the Octopus Blast had cost them all. Now, Du Kang only had two hundred and fifty yuan in his pocket. It was not enough to repair the door.
"When you're sleepy, there's a pillow to sleep on. When you're hungry, there's a big roast duck. Is he bewitched? Let me see." Du Kang snapped his fingers and gave Yang Yifei a thumbs up. He then followed him to the middle-aged man.
Although this middle-aged man was a few years older, he was quite good-looking. He had a medium build and strong muscles. He must have been a handsome guy when he was young. At this moment, he was rubbing his hands anxiously, waiting for Yang Yifei to give him a reply.
Seeing that Yang Yifei was walking over with Du Kang, he hurriedly took two steps forward to greet them. "Fatty, is this the Mister you told me about?"
Mister was a general term for Fengshui masters, witches, and gods in Cangcheng and even in Northern China. Of course, some places also called them Mentou. Anyway, different places had different names, but the meaning was the same. It was also a form of respect.
Yang Yifei nodded. The middle-aged man's hopeful expression became a little hesitant. He coughed twice and said, "Fatty, um, Mister, I'm a rough person. Don't be offended if I'm right or not. My daughter has been bewitched and is making a lot of noise. Mister …"
Although he did not say it clearly, his meaning could not be clearer. It was obvious that he did not trust Du Kang. Firstly, he was too young, and secondly, he did not have the temperament.
In this person's opinion, since he was a Mister, he should not have the demeanor of a sage. No matter what, he had to be different from ordinary people. However, no matter how he looked at Du Kang, he looked like a student who had just graduated from school. He had no choice but to believe him.