Electronic Nezha

Chapter 96 No need
At one o'clock in the morning, I was lying in bed, wide awake, with two sentences from the day and two things that happened at night constantly churning in my mind.

Your son has been murdered—

Your son is not human—

If Liu Zhenhua, after revealing his identity, becomes a cold, numb, and highly intelligent being who takes the world as his responsibility and whose occasional words are full of prophetic meaning, then these two sentences would seem to be even more lethal.

But the two things that happened that night were like a negative note: he was an ordinary, immature teenager who had become nearsighted from playing too much and forgot to go home because he was watching his classmates playing around. He would still tell a few little lies, would still be smug, and would want to vent his anger when he was wronged.

He's just an ordinary kid.

Once the idea formed, it swirled and circled in my mind, and suddenly—

Kapa —

It felt like something hard and uncomfortable that had been stuck inside me had broken off. It was both mysterious and real, and a sudden realization dawned on me.

A child's image shouldn't be "thousand feet" tall; what I said yesterday was a bit harsh.

The elderly father began to reflect on himself late at night.

After letting my mind wander for a while, I opened my phone and scrolled through videos of horseshoe repair, refurbishing old tools, and girls dancing. For some strange reason, I even watched a video of someone squeezing blackheads. It felt really good to get rid of those useless things.

When Liu Zhenhua's alarm rang in the morning, I got up too. Yuanyuan baked the meat patties she brought back yesterday in the oven and brought them out. I ate the one that Liu Zhenhua had already taken a couple of bites of, and handed him the one that hadn't been touched.

"I'll eat that one."

"No need," I said.

Liu Zhenhua ate his meat pie, occasionally glancing up at me. Since Yuanyuan came along, I've rarely gotten up this early with him anymore.

"Dad, I will definitely keep a low profile at school from now on."

"You still have a tail?"

Liu Zhenhua chuckled: "It's not long. It's the kind of thing where I don't make big mistakes but keep making small ones. From now on, I'll do as you said and think things through before I do anything."

"No need," I said again.

That's the entire conversation we had over breakfast.

After Liu Zhenhua left, I took another nap. By the time I got to my stall, it was already past ten o'clock. As soon as I arrived, I saw a small truck parked in front of my stall, followed by a van. Four or five people jumped out of the van, and the man who got out of the passenger seat asked Lao Wang directly, "We urgently need a lot of fruit for our promotion. Can you clear out the inventory in the store? We'll take it all."

Old Wang's eyes lit up as he spotted me. He said to the man, "That's the boss. Talk to him."

It made me so angry! Why did you ask me about something so good? At this critical juncture, even a dog knows to be careful to avoid any unforeseen problems!
Sure enough, in just a short while, the owner of the stall next door came over to solicit customers: "Boss, come and take a look at my place."

Without turning his head, the person in charge said, "We'll take this one." He then called to the men he had brought, "Move it."

"Wait a minute." This windfall has finally come my way, but it's too convenient and too tempting. I'm wary of a trap. "With so much to buy, what are your price expectations?"

"Just calculate it based on your normal wholesale price."

"No problem, don't worry, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory discount in the end."

"We'll talk about that later—move!" At the foreman's command, four workers immediately got to work, starting from the entrance, loading all the fruit onto the truck without even checking what kind it was. Old Wang nervously took notes at the doorway with a notebook and pen: "14 boxes of tangerines, 18 boxes of mandarins, 12 boxes of jelly oranges, 20 baskets of strawberries, cherries… apples… pears…"

One by one, the fruit was loaded onto the truck, and the warehouse became emptier and emptier. Old Wang and I became more and more panicked—our stock was almost gone, and we hadn't seen a single penny of money yet! If it were April 1st today, I would definitely suspect that some scoundrel had hired this group of people to make fun of me.

I became suspicious and secretly took photos of the license plates of the two vehicles and the people in them. I also put a stone block in front of the truck to hold a sunshade in the summer... Even though it took four people half a day to move the goods, my warehouse had never been so spacious before. I felt like I was about to retire from the business. Old Wang frantically pressed the keys on the calculator and announced the final total: 48,000 yuan worth of goods!

Old Wang and I were on the same page, and we flanked the person in charge from both sides. My heart was in my throat. I was afraid they would just get on the truck and drive off, or that the person in charge would suddenly say it was a joke. For a moment, I even suspected that this was a new form of extortion—they would load all your goods onto the truck first, and then say they weren't buying and that you would have to carry them back yourself, or you would have to hire their people if you couldn't carry them back...

I said, "I'll give you a 5% discount since you bought so much."

"No need." The person in charge took out five stacks of money, counted out two thousand from one stack and put it away, and gave me the rest.

Real money! And the amount matches up!
Now I'm at a loss. My shop occasionally gets big fruit orders, and you always have to prepare a kickback for the middleman. The Liu family has never encountered such a generous buyer in two generations—did the gang accidentally drop a batch of diamonds into my pile of fruit?
The person in charge continued his bizarre actions, glancing at the cargo on the truck and declaring, "It's not enough, we need this much more!"

A group of bosses, who were initially green with envy, swarmed forward, chattering, "Boss, take mine!"

"Take mine, it'll be cheaper!"

Some grabbed the person in charge and said mysteriously, "Once it's done, everything will be fine..."

The person in charge ignored them all and pointed at Li Ping's shop, saying, "Move to hers!"

Four workers rushed into Li Ping's shop without saying a word. Li Ping was still in a daze when the fruit was already being loaded onto the truck, box after box, with Old Wang keeping track of the count.

When about half of the goods had been moved, Chen Feng appeared. He glanced at the bustling scene and exclaimed, "Business is so good!" He then went to my room to change into a military overcoat and put on gloves before joining in the moving.

Sister Zhao suddenly appeared at my door, carrying the sunflower seeds she hadn't finished eating yesterday, cracking them open and laughing as she did so.

"Sis, what are you laughing at?" I asked.

Sister Zhao gestured with her chin toward Chen Feng: "Watch the show."

Old Wang and I exchanged a glance, and then it dawned on us.

With such a large customer, who else could it be? Isn't this the trick Sister Zhao was talking about? First, get a truck to clear out the goods, and then talk about other things.

Old Wang slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Hey!"

I quietly asked Sister Zhao, "What advice did you give me?"

"No, he's self-taught."

When Chen Feng returned to the house after carrying a piece of fruit, Li Ping grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going to take my fruit?" Sister Zhao had already figured it out, and Li Ping wasn't stupid either.

Chen Feng stammered, and Li Ping said, "Stop making up lies, it's pointless. You're not going to dump everything in a ditch, are you?"

“I’m not that heartless,” Chen Feng said. “It was sent to the local Wenzhou Chamber of Commerce.”

"You want this much?"

"Don't worry about it."

Li Ping said, "Take them all back with you. I'm not selling you my fruit."

Chen Feng said urgently, "Miss Li, I really want to patronize your business."

Li Ping said calmly, "No need."

(End of this chapter)