Chapter 1: Let me go!

  Upon receiving Zhou Guisheng's order, Sun Ming immediately cleared his throat and spoke like a fighting rooster: "The contract indeed states that being late once will deduct the day's wages, but the last clause clearly states that the final interpretation right belongs to our store. Moreover, you are late too many times, it is reasonable to deduct 100 as punishment. If you think it's too much, you can go to the Labor Association to complain about us, and we'll accompany you anytime!"

  After finishing speaking, Sun Ming gave Wang Ke a sinister smile, then looked at Zhou Guisheng, as if asking himself if he was right or not.

  Zhou Guisheng nodded in satisfaction, and Sun Ming immediately put on a surprised and delighted expression.

  "You——"

  Wang Ke was so furious that he couldn't speak, it's the first time he saw someone being skinned to such an extent!

  "Oh, right, you just reminded me, I haven't deducted the money for your tardiness yet. One day's salary will be deducted for being late once, which is 50 yuan. Forget it, I'll show some mercy and only deduct 50 yuan from you today, not 100."

  As he spoke, Zhou Guisheng quickly snatched the 50 yuan from Wang Ke's hand and stuffed it into his own pocket.

  Since he is no longer an employee of the store, there is no need to pretend to be kind. Why not deduct the money that should be deducted? Not only should it be deducted, but also deducted to the point where he wishes he were dead!

  I'm already being too kind to myself by getting into so much trouble for him, and I didn't even make him pay for it!

  Wang Ke stared blankly at his empty hands, unable to react for a moment.

  After he reacted, the anger in his heart accumulated to a very high point in an instant, and it was possible to erupt at any time!

  Today he finally saw the true face of the legendary Zhou Pi!

  He really wanted to punch this ruthless guy in front of him, beat him until his mother wouldn't recognize him!

  But in the end still endured, murder is against the law!

  Clasping his fists tightly, he stared coldly at Zhou Guisheng. Wang Ke let out a cold laugh and said: "No wonder others call you Zhou Bapi, today I finally understand."

  "What did you say? Who is Zhou Papi?"

  Zhou Guì was furious, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he almost jumped up. In his life, he hated it the most when others called him "Zhou Bò Pí".

  "What's wrong? Are you angry? Zhou Pi?"

  Jian Zhou's furious expression actually reduced the anger in Wang Ke's heart, and he looked at his opponent with a hint of amusement.

  "What the f*** did you just say?"

  Zhou Papi rushed towards Wang Ke and roared.

  "Damn it, I'll say one more thing, Zhou! Strip! Skin!"

  Wang Ke sneered word by word and said, he really wanted to see what Zhou Bo Pi could do to him.

  Come on and hit me! Hit me quick! If you hit my old man, I'll be able to fight back!

  Zhou Bapi felt deeply humiliated and let out a furious roar, swinging his fist at Wang Ke.

  Wang Ke saw the situation and was about to take action, but suddenly thought of something, and a hint of sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  Having worked here for half a year, he was familiar with every corner of the store. Behind him, in the direction where Zhou Papi rushed over, there was a Qing Dynasty porcelain vase worth 100,000 yuan.

  What would it be like for a stingy person to personally smash and watch 100,000 yuan being destroyed by their own hands?

  Thinking of this, Wang Ke's smile grew even bigger, and he immediately dodged to one side, while his true energy quietly shot out, following the direction of Zhou Bo's advance and giving him a boost.

  Zhou Bapi threw a punch, rushing towards his beloved porcelain vase. Just as he was about to knock it over, he suddenly discovered with terror that his body was no longer under his control.

  What's going on?

  Zhou Bo's eyes widened in horror as he stared at the expensive porcelain vase in front of him, no matter how hard he tried to move, he couldn't change his forward momentum and could only watch in terror as he crashed into it.

  "Ah——"

  As Zhou Bo's anguished wail echoed through the hall, a crisp ceramic shattering sound reverberated throughout the Treasure Hall.

  "My bottle! My bottle!"

  Zhou Bo's head hung low in pain as he gazed at his beloved porcelain vase, letting out a loud mournful cry.

  One hundred thousand yuan just disappeared like this!

  One million!!!!

  It's all Wang Ke's fault, it's all his doing! If he hadn't hidden my 100,000 yuan, how could it have gone missing?!

  At this thought, Zhou Bo Pi suddenly raised his head and glared at Wang Ke beside him with a relaxed face. A surge of anger burst out from the bottom of his heart, and he roared at Wang Ke:

  "Wang Ke, you owe me a porcelain vase! Pay me 100,000 yuan!"

  Wang Ke felt like he had just heard a huge joke and said, "Zhou Bo Pi, has your brain been knocked silly? You're the one who got smashed up, and you want me to accompany you? Alright, I... spit!"

  "If you hadn't dodged, how could I have smashed it! It's all your fault!"

  Zhou Papi had completely lost his mind at this time, with a ferocious look on his face.

  "Yes, it's all your fault. I saw it, you collided with the vase because you were hiding from the boss, and you also had a deliberate push, it's your fault!"

  Sun Ming immediately stood up and pointed at Wang Ke with a righteous tone of accusation.

  Wang Ke heard this and looked at Sun Ming coldly, asking in a chilly tone: "Which eye of yours saw me push him?"

  He used his inner energy to push, without any movement at all. Sun Ming said that was just a way of framing him, with an ulterior motive!

  "I... I..."

  Sun Ming was frightened by Wang Ke's gaze and involuntarily retreated a few steps, not daring to speak out. That gaze was really too terrifying, making him feel like he had fallen into an icy hell.

  Seeing Sun Ming's appearance, Wang Ke snorted in disdain and turned his head to look at Zhou Bapi on the ground, saying in a seemingly friendly tone: "Bapi, your theory is really advanced. You hit me but don't allow me to dodge? Is it my fault for dodging? Then let me try hitting you with one punch and see if you can dodge!"

  As he spoke, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and Wang Ke swung out with one fist, slamming it onto the side of the Chinese scholar tree cabinet.

  With an evil laugh, he withdrew his fist, and a huge fist print suddenly appeared on the hawthorn counter!

  The plot is clear and shocking!

  Zhou Bo Pi and Sun Ming stared blankly at the huge fist print on the counter, both of them were stunned.

  "This is indeed high-quality Phoebe zhennan wood!"

  Did you just punch out a fist print like that? ???

  Too scary!

  The two of them swallowed hard, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Wang Ke. Zhou Bopi's anger had long since disappeared without a trace, and under the pressure of such a large fist print, he didn't dare say another word, let alone mention asking Wang Ke for compensation.

  "If you dare not to hide, I'll dare to pay you 100,000. Come on, let's sign a contract."

  Wang Ke gave a faint smile and said to Zhou Bo Pi.

  "No! No!"

  Zhou Bapi was so frightened that he hastily waved his hand.

  This punch is going to land on him and he won't die but will be crippled, let alone ten thousand, one hundred thousand, he wouldn't dare!

  My poor 100,000 yuan!

  Zhou Bo's skin had a painful feeling of grinding his teeth and swallowing blood, now he didn't dare to think about the 100,000 yuan again.

  Sun Ming is now internally frightened, he has started to be afraid of the consequences, he had just offended Wang Ke so badly, would he take revenge on him?

  Thinking of the consequences of that punch hitting his own body, he felt a chill and his body couldn't help but tremble.

  "So are you going to give me my salary?"

  Wang Ke took a step forward and pressed on with his questioning, "Not showing off some real ability? Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

  I knew this trick was useful, I would have used it earlier.

  "This..."

  Zhou Bo's eyes darted back and forth restlessly, having just lost 100,000 yuan, he didn't want to lose any more.

  But if not given...

  He subconsciously glanced at the fist print on the counter and couldn't help but shudder.

  Forget it! Consider it as a loss to avoid disaster!

  Zhou Bapi clenched his teeth in pain and carefully took out 1,500 yuan from the counter, handing it to Wang Ke with trepidation, fearing that this fierce god would suddenly explode in anger.

  Wang Ke sneered and took the money, looking at the money in his hand, he slightly let out a breath of relief. Zhou Pi didn't give him the money, it's not good to make a move, making a move would be bad for him, going to the police station would be even worse. Since he knew what was good for him, that saved him some trouble.

  He pulled out six bills from his money and slapped them on the counter, saying disdainfully: "I don't owe you anything!"

  Having said that, he turned around and walked out of the door.

  Zhou Bapi's heart still had lingering fear as he gazed at Wang Ke's back, then looked down at the porcelain on the ground, a pang of heartache, but the six hundred yuan gave him some comfort.

  This kid is really stupid, he doesn't even want the money that's within his grasp.

  Turning his head to look at Sun Ming, who was so scared that he had lost all color in his face and looked timid, Zhou Bo Pi suddenly became furious and shouted at Sun Ming: "Don't you hurry up and clean up for me? See if you can still stick together or not!"

  Sun Ming was so frightened that he shivered and quickly went to pick up his things.

  Out of the Treasure Hall, Wang Ke raised his head and gazed at the sky, letting out a long sigh.

  From now on, he is just an unemployed vagabond, with a complicated feeling that cannot be expressed.

  Unemployed vagrants are also good, at least they can do what they want to do.

  Wang Ke comforted himself.

  From the year he dug up "Longxiang" under the old locust tree at his hometown at the age of ten, he began to develop a strong interest in mysterious and abstruse things. For twelve years, apart from practicing Longxiang Gongfa, all his spare time was spent studying the "I Ching", his dream was to become an I Ching master, understand yin and yang, see through all worldly things, and finally transcend life and death.

  Although he still doesn't understand "I Ching" until now, he has been working hard towards this direction.

  However, he was also very clear that hobbies could only be hobbies before they generated economic effects, so he found a job in an antique shop to support himself and also gave himself an economic foundation to realize his dreams.

  But who would have thought that once work started, time was no longer under one's own control. Now it's all good, nothing is urgent, and I can do what I like.

  However, he should first solve his own food problem. The benefits of Longxiangong are not breakthrough without various rare medicinal materials as a foundation, which also requires strong funding, so he must make money first!

  Wang Ke's gaze finally fell on a stall selling antiques after glancing around.

  I'm also considered a semi-antique expert, let's see if I can pick up any bargains, maybe I'll get lucky and strike it rich, then I won't have to worry about my living situation anymore.

  It would be even more wonderful if I could pick up a magic weapon.

  Of course, Wang Ke knew he was daydreaming. How many people were thinking of picking up antiques and how many people were thinking of picking up magical instruments? It wouldn't be his turn anyway. Still, he smiled and walked towards the nearby antique stall to practice his skills.

  "Hey little brother, come take a look at these antiques, they're all just brought back from the countryside, absolutely good stuff."

  A stall owner in his forties shouted at Wang Ke.

  Wang Ke heard this and couldn't help but curl his lip, he still knew a thing or two about antiques and the cat's paw behind them.

  Don't believe what antique sellers say when buying antiques. They all claim that the items were dug up from rural areas, but how can there be so many antiques in those areas for them to dig up?

  Save tickets quickly~~~~~~~