Chapter 22: You’re Smashing My Watermelons?

Just as Wang Dafu was about to get up and move to another location to continue selling, a voice came from behind.

Wang Dafu turned his head and saw a man with a crew cut, a stern look on his face.

“Brother, are you buying watermelons? These watermelons are local, you can try one!”

The man smiled, “No need to try. How many do you have left?”

Wang Dafu’s heart leaped with joy. It seemed this brother was another generous person. He asked how many right away. Was he going to buy them all, like the sexy woman yesterday?

He would be delighted. It was still early. After selling this load, he could go back to the watermelon field and bring the last load over!

“About sixty or seventy left?”

Wang Dafu didn’t count carefully, just made a rough estimate.

The man glanced at the watermelons in the cargo bed and nodded.

Just as he was about to speak, an Audi A6 stopped in front of Wang Dafu’s tricycle. The window rolled down.

“Brother, look, this watermelon seller, isn’t he the one from yesterday…”

The Audi driver looked back at the back seat, his voice a little wary.

The man in the back seat looked out, sneered, “What a coincidence, we run into this big fool again. Get out, give him a good lesson!”

The man was none other than Zhou Daxiang, who had made things difficult for Wu Xianhua yesterday afternoon.

After Wang Dafu and Wu Xianhua left yesterday, Zhou Daxiang was fuming with anger. He was just about to deal with Wang Dafu when, as luck would have it, he ran into him right after leaving his house.

Zhou Daxiang, accompanied by four men, got out of the car and came to the front of Wang Dafu.

Wang Dafu was talking to the crew-cut man. He turned his head and saw Zhou Daxiang.

His face turned cold.

“You little bastard, you dare to sell watermelons in town? I’ll teach you a lesson, smash them all!”

Zhou Daxiang gave the order, and his men were about to step forward and smash the watermelons one by one.

Wang Dafu shouted, “Who dares? I’ll beat you up!”

He was alone, facing four of them, but his spirit was not weak!

Zhou Daxiang’s men hesitated and didn’t dare to move.

Zhou Daxiang took off his sunglasses, glanced at the scorching sun in the sky, punched a watermelon in the cargo bed, and started eating it himself.

“Oh, damn, this fool’s watermelons are actually pretty good. Big Fool, give me all the watermelons in this cart. I’ll let you off this time, how about that?”

Zhou Daxiang deliberately provoked Wang Dafu. Wang Dafu sneered, “Why should I give them to you? You better stay away from me, or if something happens, I won’t be responsible!”

Zhou Daxiang immediately picked up a slice of watermelon and threw it at Wang Dafu.

Wang Dafu dodged skillfully and roared, “You’re smashing my watermelons, you bastard?”

Zhou Daxiang waved his hand, “Go on, beat him up!”

Just as the two sides were about to clash, the crew-cut man who bought the watermelons walked over with a stern expression, staring fixedly at Zhou Daxiang.

“What are you trying to do?”

Zhou Daxiang glanced at the crew-cut man, “Who are you? Get lost! Or I’ll beat you up too!”

The crew-cut man shook his head and sneered, “Where are you from?”

“I’m from Zhou’s Craft Factory. My dad is the boss. In this town, who dares to go against me?”

The crew-cut man smiled, “I’ve already paid for these watermelons. You’re not smashing his watermelons, you’re smashing mine. Pay for it!”

Zhou Daxiang looked at the crew-cut man in confusion.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Is your dad Zhou Cheng?”

Zhou Daxiang was stunned.

This crew-cut man seemed not to be afraid at all. The aura he exuded was quite strong, he might not be someone easy to mess with.

Then, the crew-cut man took out his phone and made a call.

“Your dad will be here in five minutes. Don’t leave!”

The crew-cut man said coldly to Zhou Daxiang, then ignored him and went back to Wang Dafu’s side.

He smiled, his expression much gentler.

“So many melons, I’m too lazy to weigh them one by one. Just give me a price, I’ll pay directly!”

Wang Dafu was surprised. This brother was even more straightforward than the woman yesterday. But seeing how he had stood up for him just now, Wang Dafu decided to give him a low price as a thank you.

“I just counted carefully, there are sixty-five melons in total. I’ll give you a discount, six thousand yuan!”

The crew-cut man smiled and patted Wang Dafu on the shoulder, then scanned the payment directly.

Their actions left Zhou Daxiang dumbfounded.

Five minutes passed quickly. Wang Dafu was about to deliver the watermelons to the crew-cut man when another car stopped behind Zhou Daxiang.

A man in his fifties hurried out of the car and saw Zhou Daxiang immediately, his face grim.

“Dad, why are you here?”

Zhou Daxiang walked over.

The man ignored Zhou Daxiang and went straight to the crew-cut man, smiling, “It’s Yong Ge, it’s a misunderstanding. My son is mischievous, it’s my fault for not teaching him properly. I’ll go to Liu Boss and apologize in person later!”

The crew-cut man shook his head, “Don’t talk nonsense. He smashed my melons, pay for it!”

The middle-aged man smiled, “Pay, how much?”

“Ten thousand yuan!”

Everyone was stunned. The crew-cut man glared at the middle-aged man, his eyes sharp.

The middle-aged man quickly smiled, “Okay, ten thousand is ten thousand. I’ll scan you, Yong Ge!”

Wang Dafu finally understood that this man called Yong Ge was a powerful figure. Zhou Daxiang’s father didn’t have any temper in front of him.

Zhou Daxiang had to pay ten thousand yuan for smashing one melon, which was ridiculous.

After Zhou Daxiang’s father paid ten thousand yuan, he quickly pulled Zhou Daxiang aside.

“You beast, you’ve caused trouble for me again. I’ll teach you a lesson later!”

Yong Ge smiled and said to Wang Dafu, “Brother, please deliver the watermelons to my place. I’ll give you directions!”

Wang Dafu nodded.

Yong Ge climbed onto the tricycle. Wang Dafu started the engine and disappeared immediately.

Zhou Daxiang and his father finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Dad, who is that guy?”

Zhou Cheng slapped Zhou Daxiang in the face.

“His name is Liu Yong, he’s Liu Huaqiang’s younger brother!”

“Liu Huaqiang?”

Zhou Daxiang’s face turned black. He finally understood that he had almost caused a big disaster.

He had originally planned to teach Wang Dafu a lesson, but now it seemed that Liu Yong was protecting him. Zhou Daxiang completely abandoned that idea.

On the other side.

Wang Dafu, under Liu Yong’s guidance, drove towards the outskirts of the town. After an hour, he finally arrived at the suburbs of the county.

There was a construction company here. Liu Yong asked Wang Dafu to stop, then took him to a building.

On the third floor of the building, Wang Dafu saw Liu Huaqiang again.