Don’t Discriminate Against Species - 1. No diploma

This summer is extremely hot, the green trees on both sides of the road are standing upright, and the sound of cicadas is upsetting.

When a luxury car collided with a motorcycle on a sunny road, people who usually love to watch the excitement rarely move under the shade of the trees. In such a hot day, even if their husband and wife ran away, they were reluctant to go out and chase them.

The motorcyclist hit the lights of the luxury car and fell off the motorcycle. The zipper of the cowboy luggage bag on the back seat of the car broke, and the contents fell out and the mess rolled One place.

“Hey!” A handsome, bleak young man walked out of the car, looking down at the young man picking up things on the ground with his arms around his chest, “Man, are you here to touch porcelain?” He drove the car, inexplicably A motorcycle sprang from the side and hit his car in a daze. Is he wronged?

Fortunately, he is driving normally and has a driving recorder installed, otherwise he will be touched again.

“Sorry, I didn’t pay attention when I was riding the bike.” The young man was too late to pick up the scattered things, and got up to apologize to the young man, “I must bear the responsibility.”

The young man in the luxury car squinted his eyes at this young man. He was handsome. Who is wearing a t-shirt in this era? Looking at the mess of branches and flowers on the ground, he even saw a piece of pink mud.

These tattered things can also be used as a piece of treasure. I’m afraid it’s not a problem with your brain?

“Do you know how much my car light is?” He kicked a small stone beside the kick, which seemed to have fallen out of the cowboy bag.

“No, I don’t know,” the young man stared at the car lights for several seconds, then hesitated, “more, how much?”

The young man in the luxury car took a deep breath and told himself not to worry about the poor. He waved his hand impatiently: “Boy, knowing that he has no money to lose, why don’t you run away?!”

“You don’t want me to pay?” The young man scratched his head, bent over and picked up the motorcycle that fell on the ground with one hand.

Looking at his thin arms and legs, and then at the opponent’s seemingly unsturdy but powerful arm, the young man swallowed, sneaked back a few steps, and put his hand on the door handle. .

Damn, this, this is violent intimidation, right?

“No, you don’t have to pay, let’s go.” The hero doesn’t suffer from the immediate loss, and when he wants to be counseled, he must not be too hard.

“That’s so embarrassing.” The young man shook the motorcycle, and several car parts fell off. He pushed the motorcycle aside, bent over and looked for it in the cowboy bag for a while, and found out a dark thing. He handed it to the young man in the luxury car, “You will have to pay for the crashed thing. This Ran Yi meat can ward off evil spirits and sleep peacefully after eating it, so it’s an apologize to you.”

Dare to take the fishy thing without words, the young man in the luxury car squeezed out a smile: “Thank you.”

It turns out that this bastard not only violently intimidated him, but also fooled him with Sanwu fake medicine. Is there any humanity?

No, people who sell fake drugs are inherently inhumane, but anyone who has a little conscience and a little social ethics can’t do such a thing.

Seeing the young man selling three fake drugs preparing to leave on a motorcycle, the young man in the luxury car mustered the courage to say: “Can you still ride a motorcycle?”

Don’t run into problems when you ride halfway.

He dared not say this.

“No, I was not familiar with motorcycles just now, and the force control was not in place.” The young man stepped on his long legs, straddled on the tattered motorcycle, and swayed away, not driving far. At that time, a piece of iron fell off the motorcycle.

Looking at the young man in amazement as he rode away on a motorcycle, it took a long time for the young man in the luxury car to get back to his senses after sitting in the car.

The first time you encounter a motorcycle, you dare to drive on the road. Who of them is more like the lawless rich second generation? !

Fu Li rode a tattered motorcycle all the way into a small alley. Motorcycles and bicycles are parked in the alley, and the originally narrow alley has become narrower. He cautiously avoided a lying bicycle, then a side-turned motorcycle, and parked in front of a wooden door with the sign of “Elderly Health Recreation Club”.

The wooden door is in tatters, the red paint is mottled, and the gray threshold has not been swept for an unknown period of time, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated.

Fu Li parked the motorcycle aside, patted the dust on his body, put the bulging cowboy bag on his back, and knocked on the half-covered wooden door.

Knock three times, pause for a while, and then continue to knock three times, and so on.

After a long time, a short and squat old man came over to open the door. He was wearing a yellow-washed white sweatshirt with a big pu fan in his hand, and looked at Fu Li slowly: “Name?”

“Hello, senior, this junior is called Fu Li.”

“Fu Li?” The old man stared at Pu Shan for a while, nodded and said, “There is your name on it, come in with me to register.”

Entering the door, there is a small courtyard house with two mahjong tables. Several old men and old ladies are playing mahjong. Seeing Fu Li come in, they didn’t even lift their heads. When Fu Li followed the fat old man into the room, the two old ladies quarreled, and the old lady in cheongsam slapped the table with anger.

“Wang Cuihua!” The old man, who has been sluggish since opening the door, suddenly turned around and shouted at the cheongsam old lady: “You smashed the table again, remember to lose money.”

Fu Li saw the cheongsam old lady who was still akimbo cursing just now, and her momentum suddenly weakened.

“Let’s go.” Seeing that Fu Li was still in a daze, the fat old man shook his head and said, “Young people just have little knowledge.”

Fu Li: “…”

The room was a little dark, and when Fu Li walked in, he almost tripped over something.

“You fox tribe, don’t you have night vision?” The fat old man shook his head even harder. “Now it’s really inferior to the next generation. Even the racial instincts have been forgotten, and you have lost the face of your tribe. Thousands of years. Before, you could still mess up the world, but now it’s better, you can’t even see the road.”

“But Senior, I’m not from the Fox Clan.” Fu Li looked innocent.

“Isn’t the fox called Fu Li?” The fat old man didn’t feel embarrassed to admit his mistake. He calmly turned on the light in the room, sat in front of the old computer, and pointed to the stool opposite, “Sit down there, back. Stand upright, I want to take a picture for you first.”

After each entry was filled in, the fat old man pointed to the last space and asked Fu Li: “What is your ideal job?”

“Being a civil servant and serving the people.” Fu Li was full of yearning. “If you can stay in history, that would be even better.”

Hearing this, the fat old man almost didn’t pull the keyboard button down. He shook the big pu fan, looking at Fu Li’s eyes as if he was looking at a strange flower: “Do you have a college degree?”

Fu Li shook his head.

“What kind of civil servant without a diploma?” The fat old man was stunned for a while, and asked helplessly, “Who introduced you to the city?”

“Sun Qiye.” Fu Li said, “I don’t know where Sun Qiye went, I haven’t found him today.”

“You mean grandson?” The fat old man slowly answered Fu Li’s question, “He was arrested a few days ago for manufacturing and selling fake certificates.”

“Ah?” Fu Li didn’t expect that Sun Qiye, who had just returned to the mountains just a few years ago, was actually doing things that violated discipline. He froze for a long while before sighing with emotion, “When I came out, everyone followed I said that it is not easy to live in a big city. It seems to be true.”

“I don’t have a college diploma, do I have a high school diploma?”

Fu Li continued to shake his head.

The fat old man took out a small book from the drawer, brushed a few words on it, and said, “You should go to this construction site to move bricks. The contractor is our own person, so I can eat a lot of food. .”

Fu Li took the note from the fat old man, with an address crookedly written on it, which was quite far from here. Thanks to the fat old man, Fu Li turned and left the house.

The fat old man shook the pu fan, and after Fu Li left, he called up Fu Li’s information and looked at it for a long time.

The broken motorcycle parked in front of the club had disappeared without a trace, except for a broken leaf lying on the ground.

Since the headlights of his car were knocked out and sent for repair, Zhou Chang stayed at home for two full days and had no intention of going out. In the morning, he did not get up until nearly ten o’clock in the morning, and when he went downstairs to see his dad watch TV with his mom, he was shocked.

Recently, his dad is not sleeping well, and he scolded him once when he saw him. At this time in the past, his dad had already gone to the company. Why did he watch TV with his mom at home today? Today is not their birthday or wedding anniversary or anything.

“Son, come and sit down.” Father Zhou smiled and told his son to sit down, “The medicine you bought for me is not good, but the effect is good. I slept well these past two days, and I didn’t even dream of one. .”

Zhou Chang was stunned for a while, only to remember that two days ago, in order to please his dad, he went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine to replenish his body. Could it be that those things have the effect of sleeping?

“Just don’t know the name of the dark medicine that smells a little fishy. You can buy some more and give it to your grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents.”

Fishy? Dark?

Didn’t he buy people participating in Ganoderma lucidum? At that time, he also specifically told the nanny aunt that the medicine is good for his dad’s health, so she must boil it for her dad to drink, how can good ginseng become black and smelly?

No, it’s not right.

Could the smelly thing be something that the person who crashed his car and sold fake medicines gave him? Isn’t he selling fake medicines, but real medicines?

Looking down at his dad’s red face and full of energy, Zhou Chang didn’t dare to tell him that this medicine was a Sanwu product that was accidentally mixed into the medicine team. As for asking him to buy more, where can he find someone to buy it?

Fortunately, he still remembers the name of this medicine.

Seems to be called…

Ran Yirou?

Yes, that’s the name.