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Jian Changqing also understands Uncle Liao's feelings. This store has been passed down for more than a hundred years, and it is helpless that it is so bleak now.

"Uncle Liao, let's start today's interview." As Jian Changqing said, he took out the recording pen from his handbag, put the camera on the table, and pressed the video button.

Before she could start asking questions, there was a commotion outside the door. Before a few people in the store could react, they saw a group of men in black walking in. Huo's body is scary enough.

Jian Changqing frowned and didn't move.

Uncle Liao, who still had a smile on his face, saw a group of people walking in by Haohao Tangtang, his expression changed, and then he stood up abruptly.

"Da Ming, why are you here?" Uncle Liao's face was a little ugly, but his tone sounded like someone he knew.

The muscular young man who was walking in front took a step forward with a worried expression on his face.

"Uncle Liao, you have delayed our family's rent for half a year. I am here this time to settle accounts with you." The young man who hadn't paid the rent frowned, with a very impatient expression on his face.

Uncle Liao looked back at Jian Changqing and Duan Zhizhu with some embarrassment, then lowered his face, and said to the young man named Daming in a flattering manner, "Da Ming, can you ask Brother Liu to be more accommodating. Our store has already opened here. It’s been many years, and I won’t run away.”

The young man frowned, "Uncle Liao, we have been neighbors for so long, and I know your difficulties. But now we really can't delay any longer. If you really can't pay the rent, we can only sell this store Rent it to other shops. This place is also close to the commercial circle, if we rent it out, the rent will be several times higher than that of renting it to you."

"Da Ming, you also know that we have been neighbors for so many years. I have watched you grow up. Can you please intercede for me again, okay? Back then, you almost burned us I was the one who rescued you from the back kitchen, so you can't be ungrateful, right?"

When the young man named Daming heard Uncle Liao's reminiscence, his face turned ugly again.Looking at the situation in front of her, Jian Changqing knew, needless to say, that Uncle Liao must have brought up that matter often, which made Daming so impatient.

Looking at the current situation, Duan Zhizhu couldn't help but sighed.If one of the things that I don't want to mention again is taken out by my elders again and again to ask for credit, I'm afraid his patience will not be better than that of Daming, right?

Sure enough, Daming's already impatient emotions seemed to be ignited by Liao Bo's series of memories of the past. The corners of his eyes twitched, as if he was on the verge of an explosion.

In the end, Daming's voice sank, and then he raised his hand to signal to the few people following him.

"Uncle Liao, you owe our family so much money. Now my mother has a stroke and is hospitalized. There is nothing I can do. Since you can't afford the money now, I can only take extreme measures."

After Daming finished speaking, a group of strong brothers behind him began to move the valuable things in the store out.How could Uncle Liao see others evacuating the most important store in his home?

Liao Bo was very anxious, but Daming had no choice but to be the coach of the gym, and even the muscles of the brothers he brought were actually trained.With Liao Bo's current age and strength, where is there any room for resistance?

Seeing the expression on Uncle Liao's face, Jian Changqing almost burst into tears. Although she could understand that Daming was forced to have no way out and didn't want to hurt Uncle Liao, seeing the gray-haired old man could only be anxious by the side, she I can only help him.

"Don't move anymore, don't move anymore!" Jian Changqing stood up, trying to stop the group of men who buried their heads in moving the tables and chairs in the hall, but no one listened to her, and no one really stopped.

Jian Changqing glanced at Duan Zhizhu next to him, but found that the expression on Duan Zhizhu's face was even colder than usual.Duan Zhizhu's attitude now seems to be telling others, "This matter has nothing to do with me."However, Jian Changqing had expected Duan Zhizhu's reaction, and she never thought that Duan Zhizhu would help.

Seeing that almost half of the seats in the hall were empty, Liao Bo felt even more anxious.In desperation, Uncle Liao threw himself on a man who was carrying a TV outside, and wrapped his arms around his legs to prevent him from leaving the store.

The young man who was being hugged looked at the stubborn Liao Bo on his leg, and for a moment didn't know how to get rid of it.Probably Daming had instructed them that no matter what, they should not hurt Uncle Liao. He looked at Uncle Liao with a helpless expression on his face.

In desperation, the young man who was being hugged could only lightly exert force on his legs, trying to break free from Liao Bo's grasp, but the more Liao Bo struggled, the more impatient the young man became.

Jian Changqing had a bad premonition, so in order not to hurt Liao Bo, Jian Changqing walked up to the young man, trying to snatch the TV from him.

The young man had received instructions not to hurt Liao Bo, but he had not received instructions not to hurt Jian Changqing.For a moment, even though the young man was restrained by Liao Bo, his upper body was also constantly fighting against Jian Changqing.

The two were in a stalemate, and the young man was finally a little angry. Holding the LCD TV in his hand, he squeezed Jian Changqing's hand aside and threw Jian Changqing away.

Jian Changqing is a woman, how can she be strong enough for a fitness trainer?So under inertia, she was thrown to the edge of the table next to her, her waist hit the corner of the table, and her palm accidentally pressed onto the tea cup placed on the table. Cracked under the palm.

Jian Changqing was in pain, and the expression on his face became ugly because of the pain from his hand.Jian Changqing stood firm, and when he picked up his injured palm from the table, there were still a few pieces of broken cup body left on the palm.And her other hand was pressing on the injured waist. The pain in these two places made her feel very uncomfortable.For a moment, the pain prevented her from caring about Uncle Liao who was still protecting the storefront.

Duan Zhizhu looked at the mottled bloodstains on Jian Changqing's hands, and then the red color gushing out of those bloodstains.

Duan Zhizhu sighed, it was unexpected that Jian Changqing was injured in front of him to help a rascal who didn't pay the rent.But there is no way, Jian Changqing has been injured, if he doesn't help now, it seems that the company will also blame him for his ineffectiveness.