Full-time Anomaly Chapter 30

As soon as Ah Long heard her, he promptly swatted his head and yelled at his underlings: "What are you all staring at? Why haven't you greeted Sister Qi and Brother Tian yet?"

Once Ah Long spoke, the underlings at the side shouted: "Greetings, Brother Tian. Greetings, Sister Qi.

As soon as he heard them call out for Sister Qi, he was nearly unable to contain his laughter. Restraining his smile, he glanced at Zi Qi: "What liveliness are you gathering about? Sister Qi?"

"Geez, I saw your joyful face, so I wanted to act upon it as well." Zi Qi said, then licked her lips.

Yan Tian helplessly shook his head and looked at the gang of little brothers: "Everyone, since you've all planned to throw your lot in with me, I,Yan Tian, shall pledge to you, that if later I, Yan Tian, take a bite of food, there will be mouthful of soup for you guys to drink. Since you've handed your fates over to me, the legend we shall create no matter success or failure, and as long as we endure, I believe I shall lead you all to prosperity!"

After he finished speaking, the group of bros cheered like he was a great celebrity.

In order to curry favor with Yan Tian, Ah Long had given him a check for 500,000 RMB and said that the Changing Times bar would be Yan Tian's later on. He had even made it known that he would look for a time when he could put the bar underneath Yan Tian's name, but Yan Tian refused. Yan Tian believed who the bar was signed to wasn’t much of a great concern. It was a bit of a placeholder, nothing more.

After Yan Tian sat down with Ah Long and spoke about a couple matters, he prepared to leave with Zi Qi. w.a.n.g Feng and his younger sister were escorted by men Ah Long called, since as of now, there was no hatred between the w.a.n.g Feng and Ah Long. They were both Yan Tian's little bros.

After they left the bar, Yan Tian noticed the scratch on the red Porsche and cursed in his heart. How would he explain himself to Liu Ruoxin? If by chance, Liu Ruoxin became angry, what would he do?

"Ah Long, repair this car for me. It got scratched up by that punk w.a.n.g Feng." Yan Tian didn’t plan on driving the car, so Ah Long went to fix it up.

"Alright, Brother Tian." Ah Long nodded his head, expressing it wasn’t an issue.

As soon as Zi Qi heard Yan Tian was making Ah Long fix the car, she shouted: "Could you repair mine as well? He scratched up my car a couple times too."

Zi Qi glanced at the many scars on her car and wished she could tear w.a.n.g Feng to shreds. This car was a new car she had just bought not too long ago, so she had no choice but to repair it.

Naturally, Ah Long wouldn’t question her and would patch up the two cars. Although they were luxury cars, the cost wasn’t that much.

After he handed the car over, Yan Tian summoned some men to escort Zi Qi back. It had to be known the entirety of the Changing Times bar staff would all obey him, so why wouldn't he use them?

As soon as Zi Qi left, Yan Tian lit a cigarette and went to get on the public bus. He wouldn’t let people escort him back at all, since Yan Tian simply didn’t want anyone to know where he lived.

Looking at the pedestrians on the street, Yan Tian looked for bus stop, waiting for the transit. It just happened that this path would directly lead to where he lived. Since Yan Tian had returned to China, he had not taken a bus.

Yan Tian had already waited for the bus for about two to three minutes. Sitting down on the bus, Yan Tian felt that the seating was still lacking in comparison to the luxury car. From time to time, he admired the various beauties. Indeed, this was his favorite past time.

Yan Tian sat on the bus doing nothing, preparing to give Liu Ruoxin a call. Today, she had not gone to work, so there was no need for him to be at her side. Furthermore, the car had been scratched, so where would he go? However, he still needed to report in to Liu Ruoxin.

After he connected, Yan Tian laughed and said several things, speaking of how he would go pick up Liu Ruoxin tomorrow on time, but first, he would go home today. Finally, he didn’t forget to remind Liu Ruoxin to rest well; she was sick after all. As for the matter of the car being scratched up, Yan Tian didn’t bring it up. He was truly scared Liu Ruoxin would take his money from his dual position as a bodyguard-driver.

In about thirty minutes, the bus finally arrived at his destination. Yan Tian stretched out and yawned, somewhat reluctant to get off the bus.

Seeing that it was a little after four, Yan Tian calmly returned home. Thinking about it, he went to the food market, since he was planning on cooking Sun Yue a sumptuous dinner tonight. It was uncertain though if the beautiful Sun Yue would reward him.

After he arrived at the food market, Yan Tian saw many people were picking vegetables, but a majority of them were grannies and grandpas. Since the young people were currently studying or working, there were only old folks in the afternoon in the plaza about, sitting on stools to play xiangqi* with each other. They chatted together, then went to the market to stroll around, buying cheap fruits, vegetables, and what not.

Yan Tian took a look around and prepared to go buy some vegetables. Yet just as he was about to go, he heard the sound of a quarrel. He raised his head, noticing several people bickering.

It could only be seen that these three were men seemingly in their twenties, currently speaking with a stall auntie. It looked like that auntie was the one that Yan Tian had bought vegetables from the other day in the morning. Yet at this moment, this auntie was looking at the three men in front of her bitterly.

The three men were headed by a man with dyed red hair. A silver chain hung suspended to his stomach, and he wore jeans with several holes dug out. His face was thin and at the side of this mouth he held a cigarette. The other two seemed to be the red-haired man's toadies. Altogether, the three men had a dirty appearance.

"This is only a small business. Could you lower it a bit more?" It was quite evident that the vegetable-selling auntie was looking at the several men in fright.

"Nope, everyone else was able to pay on time, why can't you do it?" The red-haired man at the lead shouted immediately once he heard her.

It was obvious that the auntie didn’t want to hand the money over. She looked at the man in resentment: "Gosh, why can't you guys just let me go. I really don't have the money. My husband is still in this hospital and urgently needs it."

"Nope, you urgently need cash, but I urgently need cash too. You need to hand over the protection fees today, otherwise you'll be unable to run your business." The red-haired man put out his cigarette and threatened the auntie.

"Hey, young man, you really should ask less money of her. Her husband is still in the hospital and urgently needs that money." A street peddler on the side helped out the auntie.

Every one of the stall owners knew about the auntie's family situation. The auntie had no children, and in his early years, her husband had fallen over and broke his leg. Walking was quite difficult for him, so the family relied on the auntie's stall to earn some money to eke out a living. But not long ago, her husband had fallen ill, so he stayed in the hospital. She needed money, so the auntie had asked the others to lend her some cash.

However, every month, they needed to hand over several hundred to these several men in protection fees. If they didn’t hand it over, they would be frequently troubled by them. They were only ordinary citizens; how could they provoke gang thugs?

So, the stall owners tried to make a report several time to the police, but every time the police would tell them that they were setting up their businesses in a public location. Therefore, they were frequently unconcerned with this matter. Without any methods, if they looked for another location, it wouldn’t be easy. Thus, they were forced to hand over a protection fee every month to these men.
Nonetheless, recently the auntie's husband had to stay at the hospital. She urgently needed cash, so she had no money this time to hand over to the several men. Today the several men had come to settle the account. It had to be said that if she was unable to hand over the money today, they would smash the auntie's stall.

All of the stall peddlers here were all the same as the auntie as comrades in hards.h.i.+p, so each and everyone of them spoke out to help the auntie. They all wanted the several thugs to ask for a bit less, but in the end, the auntie was not an easy person.

But how could the red-haired man care about what the people said? He only cared about getting the money.

"No can do. Last time we let her delay it, but this time we can't. We're in a rush for the money as well. If you don't hand over the money today, I'm going to smash your stall." The red-haired man spoke and got ready to strike out.

The auntie saw that the red-haired man preparing to strike and promptly said anxiously: "Don't, don't, don't. I'll give you it to you guys. I'll give you all the money I have at hand to you guys."

The auntie said, then used her trembling hand to reach into her trouser pocket to fish out a cloth bag. She opened it and several hundred red RMB bills appeared.

Once the red-haired man saw the money, he s.n.a.t.c.hed it away excitedly. Counting the amount in his hand, he discovered there were only six hundred. His face immediately turned stormy and he took the rags of the purse and tossed it at the auntie's face. The cloth just happened to land on and cover the auntie's face.