While eavesdropping on the conversation between Secretary Ding and the old man, the thin monkey takes things from the shelf and pretends to be absorbed in selecting goods.
The old man said, "your son talks about you all day. Don't you want your son?"
"What can I do? If I don't pay attention, I'll fall. At that time, I'll not only lose myself, but also drag down my wife and children. "
"I don't want to give my wife a marriage certificate, so my daughter doesn't even have a reputation."
"I have... I have promised, I swear to God: wait three years, at most five years, I will succeed, at that time will hold a grand wedding, let your daughter wind scenery to marry me."
"Well, I won't listen to your high sounding words."
Secretary Ding sighed and turned away.
When he passed by the skinny monkey, he looked at it attentively. At this time, there were seven or eight items in the shopping basket of the skinny monkey, which did not arouse his suspicion.
Secretary Ding left in a hurry.
Thin monkey quickly settled the bill, then stepped on the motorcycle, followed Secretary Ding back to the rich villa.
The skinny monkey reported to Wang Xiaoman about his stalking.
Thin monkey said: "today's harvest is too big. Through the dialogue between Ding Hao and the grocer, we can conclude that Ding Hao and the grocer's daughter gave birth to a son. At present, they are only lovers and have not gone through the marriage formalities. Moreover, their love affair is a secret. We can't let the rich know, otherwise Ding Hao will be doomed."
Wang Xiaoman happily said: "good, great. Chang Wen just wants to catch Ding Hao and put him to death. Now, we need to find out immediately where the grocer's daughter lives and where her son goes to school."
Hercules excitedly said: "Mr. Wang, it's easy to do. I followed the grocer and knocked him to the ground in a quiet place. I asked him to give the address of his daughter and grandson."
Wang Xiaoman said with a smile: "Hercules, you haven't hit people recently, and your hands are itching. I tell you: heroes can be useful, but they can't be used on the boss of the grocery store. If you beat him to death, we will not only lose valuable clues, but also get a lawsuit."
"I don't beat him on the head, but whip his ass with a whip."
"Hercules, where you will be useful, just wait."
The thin monkey turned his lips and refuted: "Hercules, don't fight and kill so easily. It's full of blood. Now is not the time for Liangshan heroes to show off their prestige."
Hercules said unhappily: "that... Did I become a waste?"
Wang Xiaoman said: "Hercules, you are a useful talent, but it's not time to use martial arts, and you will have a chance to show your fists."
Wang Xiaoman arranged: "you two are still keeping an eye on Ding Hao in Daniu town. Today, he met the boss of the grocery store. Maybe tomorrow, he will meet other people. In a word, we should know Ding Hao's whereabouts clearly. About the grocer, I'm going to let big head and chameleon come out. "
Wang Xiaoman called the big head and chameleon to the office and arranged: "on the way forward, there is a common people's grocery store. The boss is an old man about 50 years old. You two try to get close to the old man and try to get in touch with him. You can find out where his daughter lives and what is the relationship between his future son-in-law Ding Hao and his daughter."
Brain bag patted his chest and said, "no problem. I'll go and chat up with the old man, and I can get his words out in a few words."
Wang Xiaoman reminded: "big head, don't think things too easy."
Big head and chameleon discussed, big head volunteered to say: "I go out first, explore the way, if you hit a nail, you are going up."
The next day, big head went to the common people's grocery store, which only has more than 100 square meters, and its business mode is similar to that of a supermarket.
Brain bag a door, took a basket, began to select goods on the shelf.
He watched the grocery store as he picked out the goods.
There was only one clerk in the grocery store, a middle-aged man in his forties.
The boss was a little old man about fifty years old, with a gloomy face, as if the customer who came into the shop owed him 100 yuan.
The little old man glared at the shop assistant and scolded him: "Why are you standing there? Tidy up the goods on the shelves. If you work in my house, you have to work harder and faster. You can't let me pay you nothing."
The middle-aged man hastened to tidy up the shelves. It seemed that he was afraid of the little old man.
Brain bag heard, the little old man is from Shandong.
Da NAO is proficient in five languages and more than ten major Chinese dialects.
He asked in Shandong dialect, "boss, do you have any soft Chinese cigarettes?"
The little old man put a smile on his face and replied, "yes, in the warehouse, how much do you want?"
"I want two first. After a period of time, my cousin will get married and let me be responsible for the purchase. At that time, I may need 50."
The little old man saw the big customer, and his smile was more brilliant. He said busily: "no problem, if you want to buy it from me, you can get 10% discount. I want to tell you: all my goods are genuine goods, and I don't sell fake ones. I have a shop, and I do repeat business. I won't do one hammer business. Please rest assured."
"Great. If you give me 10% off and it's a real cigarette, I'm sure I'll buy it from you."
The little old man said to the middle-aged man, "don't you go to the storeroom quickly and bring those two soft Chinese."
The middle-aged man ran towards the shop. He opened a small door with the key and ran in to get the cigarettes.
Big head asked: "boss, you have a complete range of things in the grocery store. You look like an old hand in business."
"Ha ha... I've been in business for 20 years. I can't say I'm a veteran, but I haven't lost money in business."
Big head asked: "boss, your accent seems to be from Shandong."
"Yes, my parents are from Shandong. I grew up in Shandong and came to B city when I was ten years old."
"Ah! We are fellow villagers, and I'm from Shandong, too. "
"Oh, I've heard that for a long time. Since you are from Shandong, I'll take care of the villagers and give you a 15% discount."
The middle-aged man took two soft China bags from the warehouse and settled the bill. This time, he bought more than 600 yuan, which is also a customer.
Before leaving, the little old man walked out of the cashier, sent his big head out of the grocery store, and said repeatedly, "big brother, we are villagers. If you want to buy anything in the future, come to my store."
"Well, I'll come often."