After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Suddenly, a gap was forcibly torn open on the outer edge of the crowd.

Zhou Qiang led six or seven burly men in security uniforms, each wielding a rubber baton, and stormed in menacingly.

The expressions on their faces were like those of a pack of hyenas that had smelled blood.

The diners who were originally queuing were startled by the sudden commotion and quickly moved aside.

"Who is this guy? So arrogant?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, that's the ruthless landlord Zhou Bapi of the night market. He's in charge of this whole area, and he's incredibly corrupt!"

"Oh no, they must be here to cause trouble because the boss's business is doing too well."

Zhou Qiang walked with a pigeon-toed gait to Lin Fan's stall.

He first looked Lin Fan up and down, then glanced at the brand-new Wuling Hongguang, his jealousy almost overflowing.

"Are you the one who sells overpriced fried rice?"

Zhou Qiang tapped Lin Fan's stainless steel bucket with a rubber stick, making a harsh "clang" sound, and asked arrogantly.

Lin Fan stopped chopping scallions.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze calmly fixed on the man who had come with ill intentions.

He had anticipated this day long before he arrived.

In this chaotic place, making money too quickly is itself a sin.

"it's me."

Lin Fan put down the kitchen knife, pulled the somewhat frightened Tuantuan behind him, and asked indifferently, "What brings you here?"

"What brings you here? Ha, you've got quite the nerve!"

Zhou Qiang sneered, pulled a black leather notebook from his pocket, and opened it with a serious air.

"This is Zhou Qiang from the night market management office. I am now officially informing you that someone has filed a formal complaint against your stall for serious violations!"

He extended three fingers and pressed them down one by one:

"First, your food prices are severely inflated, which constitutes consumer fraud!"

"Secondly, your hygiene conditions are extremely poor; some people have suffered diarrhea from eating there, which is suspected of endangering public safety!"

"Third, the large number of people gathered here is severely obstructing traffic and disrupting market order!"

Zhou Qiang closed the notebook, waved his hand, and directly issued the verdict:

"Based on the above three points, your stall is now sealed off!"

"Your car and all these business tools are impounded! You can come back to the management office to pick yourself up...and your car after you pay the 50,000 yuan fine!"

fifty thousand!

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"Holy crap? Fifty thousand? Are you kidding me?!"

"This is outrageous! We ate it and were fine, so who reported getting diarrhea? Tell them to come forward!"

"Exactly! Isn't this blatant bullying?"

The surrounding diners couldn't stand it anymore and started speaking up for Lin Fan.

"What's all the noise about! Don't interfere with law enforcement!"

Zhou Qiang suddenly turned around, pointed at the crowd with his rubber baton, and shouted sternly.

Startled by his words, most ordinary people immediately fell silent. After all, the common people don't fight against officials, and nobody wants to get into trouble.

Seeing that he had subdued the situation, Zhou Qiang revealed a smug smile.

He turned to look at Lin Fan, lowered his voice, and said in a tone only the two of them could hear:

"You wouldn't want your daughter to watch you get taken away, would you?"

In that instant, Lin Fan's previously calm eyes suddenly became unfathomable.

"dad……"

Tuantuan sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the bad uncle, and her little body trembled uncontrollably. She gripped Lin Fan's trouser leg tightly with her little hands, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Lin Fan turned around, gently patted Tuan Tuan's head, and whispered:

"Tuantuan, be good, close your eyes and cover your ears. Daddy's going to clean up the trash."

"Mmm..." Tuan Tuan obediently closed her eyes.

Lin Fan turned around.

He looked at Zhou Qiang, a cold smile curving his lips:

"A fine of 50,000? And they're going to confiscate my car?"

Lin Fan took a step forward, staring intently at Zhou Qiang. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire room.

What if I say...no?

Faced with Lin Fan's rejection, Zhou Qiang did not fly into a rage like a street thug.

Instead, he revealed a sinister smile, took out a body camera from his pocket, hung it around his neck, and then slowly put on white gloves.

"No? Sure."

Zhou Qiangpi turned to look at the uniformed security guards behind him and waved:

"Since Boss Lin is acting undignifiedly, let's help him save face. Someone, tow this car away! Take it back to the management office for impoundment!"

Several security guards immediately surrounded the vehicle, holding car locks and tow hooks, their movements skilled yet rough.

That's the truly disgusting part.

They won't hit you or scold you; they'll just tell you about the "procedure."

If you dare to take action, that's "obstructing official business"; if you don't, your livelihood will be confiscated.

Faced with the group's actions, Lin Fan slowly walked to the front of the car, looked at the security guards who were struggling to hook the hooks, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Do you need any help?"

As Lin Fan spoke, he actually stretched out a hand and very "helpfully" grasped the front bumper guard beam of the car.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of here!"

An eager-to-show-off security guard glared fiercely at Lin Fan, hooked up the iron hook, and shouted to his colleague, "All done! Hurry up and drag it away!"

"Alright! Lift! Take it away!"

Zhou Qiang gave the order.

Three burly security guards grabbed the tow truck's ropes at the same time, shouting as they tried to forcibly drag the Wuling Hongguang away from the stall!

"One, two... Go!"

However, just as they exerted their strength...

Lin Fan's right hand, which was gripping the safety bar, suddenly tightened!

"One, two, pull... Hmm?"

The three security guards who were pulling the car suddenly felt the rope in their hands tighten, as if they were being pulled on a large rock!

The wheels, which should have been easily towed, were as if welded to the ground, not moving an inch!

"What's going on? The handbrake isn't released?"

"Wait a minute! The wheels just moved!"

The three burly men's faces turned red, and the soles of their shoes rubbed black marks on the ground. They used every ounce of strength they had, but the Wuling Hongguang seemed to be rooted to the spot, as stable as Mount Tai!

Lin Fan, standing at the front of the car, looked at them with a smile:

"Why don't you guys work harder? Haven't you eaten?"