Seeing Li Ming leaving his back, Wang Bohua stood there silent for a long time, then gritted his teeth in a tangled manner and turned his head to turn back towards the convenience store.

When he entered the store, Wang Bohua looked at the aunt who was counting the money with a depressed look on his face. He held his tight scalp and took a deep breath and said with guilt, "Auntie, that friend of mine came to buy something just now. It seems that you have made the wrong money."

After hearing the sound, Aunt Sun raised her head and was stunned at first, then she looked at her eyes with a sudden enlightenment. She patted her chest and said, "I just said that it's wrong to calculate it all the time..."

Licking his lips, which were a little dry because of his nervousness, Wang Bohua found out the remaining living expenses from the mezzanine of his schoolbag, handed them to Aunt Sun with both hands and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Auntie, my friend has something urgent, so I asked me to return the wrong money to you."

Seeing Wang Bohua handing out the paper ticket, Aunt Sun held it in her hand with a happy expression, patted her chest and said, "Oh, what am I saying, I think about it now, this must be the case, and I can get it right now."

Seeing Aunt Sun taking his money and the feeling of aggrievance in her heart dissipated, Wang Bohua said with relief, "Well, that's good, so I'll feel relieved."

"You young people are still reliable. Thank you very much." Aunt Sun turned around and took a five-yuan lollipop worth five yuan from the shelf beside her and handed it to Wang Bohua and said with a look of gratitude, "That's the matter, thank you Xiao Ming for helping me. Sometimes I get busy."

After hearing Aunt Sun's words, Wang Bohua couldn't help but say in a complicated mood, "I know... If that aunt has nothing to do, I'll leave first."

Seeing that the young man in front of him was leaving, Aunt Sun warmly instructed, "Young man, remember to bring me a message to Xiao Ming. You can come to the store at any time as long as he needs it."

"Yeah..." After hearing these words, Wang Bohua's mood became more and more complicated, so he nodded and agreed, "I will bring the words, sure."

After saying goodbye to the convenience store, Wang Bohua wandered aimlessly on the street with heavy steps, frowning and thinking about what had just happened.

Who is right and who is wrong about this matter?

From Li Ming's perspective, Aunt Sun not only did not help but also had a slight robbery because of the huge changes in Li Ming's family, which was a crime. After all, because of Li Ming's father's gambling, Aunt Sun's price for taking over the convenience store was to some extent considered a big bargain.

But to put it another way, Aunt Sun has just done her duty.

Wang Bohua couldn't figure out what heels were inside, so the expression of a frown on his face became a little deeper.

There is no "The Wealth of Nations" written by Adam Smith, nor does it have "The Wealth of Nations" written by Marx and Engels in this world.

The gears of history have transitioned relatively smoothly to the current social state, so Wang Bohua naturally cannot figure out what the essence is.

But if it were Li Ming, he could clearly give the answer he wanted, that is, the essence of capital is exploitation and exploitation!

Cheap labor will provide more benefits, and pursuing the maximization of interests is the nature of a businessman. Whether Aunt Sun, who is a capitalist, is willing or not, the essence of this problem is exploitation, which can maximize benefits by exploiting Li Ming's surplus labor value.

Just as Wang Bohua looked worried, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang in his ears: "Dingling."

Wang Bohua took out the phone, glanced at the screen of his phone and said, "Brother Ming, what's wrong?"

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After Li Ming left the money he cheated from the convenience store to his sister, he followed the few people who came to collect the bills with a relaxed expression as his sister kept asking for advice.

A seven-seat van parked outside the fast food restaurant. Li Ming glanced at it with an inquiring look, while the man in front of him said impatiently, "What are you looking at? Didn't you say you want to see the boss? Get in the car quickly."

Li Ming did not immediately get on the van in front of him when he heard the sound, but took out his cell phone and called Wang Bohua, "Bohua, I'm in the fast food restaurant at the entrance of the school. Xiaoshu is here. I have something to deal with. Can you come and help me take Xiaoshu back?"

Shaoqing had a moment and after receiving Wang Bohua's affirmative answer, Li Ming looked at the man in front of him, then smiled and said, "Then let's go."

In the past, some people who were pleaded, some were crying, and some were hysterical, but I have never seen a person who was raising debts show such a relaxed expression.

I'm afraid you don't know what you are going to face, right?

The leading man frowned and looked at Li Ming and said, "I don't know what you are thinking, but I can tell you that if you don't pay back the money and want to pay back, the boss will definitely use large pliers to break your little finger and feed you to yourself..."

"Well, I understand." Li Ming shrugged his shoulders, then opened the car door and stepped into the car and said, "Actually, you don't have to threaten me, I can't get out of that thing."

Looking at Li Ming, who was sitting in the back seat without self-knowledge, the man waved his hand helplessly and signaled his brothers to get in the car.

I've been so good at raising a account, but I turned out to be a driver?

After getting in the car and sitting down, Li Ming was sandwiched between two younger brothers, one left and one right, and felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.

The dim street lights and shadows in the evening fell back and forth as the vehicle moved. Not long after, the mottled grating stripes forced Li Ming to open his eyes and look out the window.

At this time, the group had already crossed the viaduct in Baiye City and drove into the wealthy area.

The spotless streets and the carefully cared white fir trees on both sides of the main road make the appearance of the entire city contrast sharply with the place where Li Ming lives.

White leaves like milk sway slightly in the wind, which made Li Ming finally understand that the reason why Baiye City is called Baiye City is not because the white and yellow intertwined, covered in dust, curled up and looked like used toilet paper.

After driving for a while, the vehicle finally stopped in front of a single-family second-floor building.

After getting off the bus, Li Ming looked at the Japanese-style building in front of him, and was really surprised.

I thought I would be dragged to some dark and cramped place, but I didn't expect this place to look like a regular company.
Chapter completed!