Is this the stall of the rich second generation?

Do you sell Louis Vuitton and Hermes in low-end consumer places like the morning market?

Play?

Jiangdong didn't jump out first. He just stood aside and quietly looked at several protagonists in the field.

First of all, the young man with red hair sat on the bonnet of the Porsche Cayenne and said disdainfully to the middle-aged woman who was not far away, carrying a large package, dressed in rustic clothes and wrinkled face: "buy it? Don't buy it? Go away! Don't delay my young master to set up a stall!"

"Young man, I've been in this position for seven years..." the middle-aged woman dared to be angry but dared not speak. She had to compromise and discuss with Hongmao.

Since ancient times, the people have not fought with officials, and the poor have not fought with the rich. No matter whether it is a struggle or a struggle, there will be no good results.

"What's the matter? You've been your place for seven years? Where's the property right? Where's the booth use certificate?" red hair sneered angrily: "then I'll sit in front of the city, government and government tomorrow for several years. Is the city, government and government also mine?"

"You... You are unreasonable!" the middle-aged woman trembled with anger, but she couldn't do anything.

How can she talk too much about the rich second generation? She is just a people living at the bottom of society. She may not be able to solve the problem of food and clothing. How can she know what property rights and booth use certificates are?

"Ha ha!" the Yellow haired young man next to red hair laughed and even jumped down from the BMW X5 excitedly. Pointing to the ground at the foot of red hair, he mocked the middle-aged woman * * Yang's strange gas: "you said you had set up a stall here for seven years, then you call it, can it respond to you? If you can respond to you, our brothers will leave immediately, but there's no word!"

"Hahaha! Stop it. Didn't you ask people to invite the land father-in-law out?" the green hair on the range rover tilted forward and backward with a smile.

The three people, red, yellow and green, made it clear that they were making fun of the middle-aged woman and even trampling on her dignity and personality!

In the mockery of the three rich second generation, the wrinkled face of the middle-aged woman was red and white, and the unprecedented humiliation rushed to her heart, making her suddenly taste what is called despair

However, there are dozens or hundreds of people watching around, but in the face of the unreasonable situation of rich bullying poor, no one dares to stand up, not even those who hide in the crowd and say a fair word!

The distortion and indifference of society show incisively and vividly at this moment.

It's not that red hair must be wrong, nor that middle-aged women must be right, but for humanitarian reasons, red hair's practice is absolutely wrong!

Xia Xue couldn't see it anymore. She wanted to stand up and talk to the three rich second generations. Because this key woman reminded her of her former mother. Didn't she, for a few moments, her mother was bullied wantonly and didn't dare to fight back?

Besides, Jiangdong around Xia Xue, in fact, he always pays attention to Xia Xue's expression. Seeing Xia Xue's appearance, Jiangdong finally realizes that it's time to make a move!

Immediately, Jiangdong stood up without hesitation and went straight between the red, yellow and green and the middle-aged woman.

In an instant, everyone's attention was attracted by the suddenly disordered Jiangdong