Chapter Twenty-Two: Yellow Ox

  Watching Xie Zhiyuan leave, Feng Sicheng also smiled and said to everyone, "I think we should follow him, otherwise even if Xie Zhiyuan gets the tickets, he may not be able to find us. Look at how many people are around here." In fact, as people who can attend the youth class, every family has some connections, it's just a matter of a few tickets. As long as you make a phone call, this thing is still easy to solve. It's just that for now, everyone is still quite innocent and doesn't know how to use their influence to bully others.

  Everyone looked around after hearing Feng Sicheng's words, and indeed, all they could see were heads of people. The square was crowded with so many people that it wasn't easy for Xie Zhiyuan to find them. So everyone nodded in agreement and walked in the direction where Xie Zhiyuan had just left.

  Under the surge of the crowd, Xie Zhiyuan didn't walk too far before Feng Sicheng and his group caught up with him.

  Xie Zhiyuan, who was walking ahead, looked around with his eyes wide open. He had never seen what a Huang Niu looked like before, nor had he ever dealt with them. Now everything depended on his own eyes to see which person seemed to be in this line of work. But you wouldn't say that his luck wasn't bad after all, at least he really saw a young man holding a stack of sports stadium tickets in his hand.

  "Hey, hey!" As soon as Xie Zhiyuan saw the young man holding a large handful of tickets, he shouted out and quickly ran over to him. "Hey, are you selling tickets? Do you have any table tennis hall tickets? Give me six."

  "Hey, you've come to the right person. I just so happen to have eight tickets for the ping-pong stadium here. Let me tell you, you'd better buy them quickly, this match is about to start soon." As soon as he saw a customer coming, a smile immediately appeared on this young man's face.

  "Oh, really? Then give me six, how much?" Xie Zhiyuan heard that this person was indeed a scalper and immediately squeezed to the front. As long as he could buy the tickets, he could hand them over to his classmates, and thinking of this made Xie Zhiyuan's face also reveal a smile.

  "Oh, you want six in total, okay? That's 300 yuan." The young man said with a smile.

  "What? How can it be so expensive?" As soon as he heard that it would cost 300 yuan, Xie Zhiyuan's face froze. According to what he knew, a table tennis ball from the National Sports Bureau only cost 15 yuan, and now this young man was selling it for 50 yuan, which was more than a 300% profit margin. No wonder Xie Zhiyuan was shocked.

  "Expensive? Friend, this isn't expensive." The young man's face froze when he heard Xie Zhiyuan say it was expensive, then continued: "This is still considered cheap, you don't know that some people over there are selling these tickets for 80 yuan each, I'm giving you a discount because you're buying so many."

  Xie Zhiyuan heard the price and it was still discounted, he just wanted to say something, at least talk about the price, but unexpectedly another voice rang out, "Fifty yuan per ticket is not expensive, not expensive, I'll take four tickets. This is two hundred yuan, you take it."

  Suddenly, another young man intervened and said, "Hey, friend, this is my first deal, 300 yuan for all six tickets." Seemingly afraid that someone would snatch the tickets away, Xie Zhiyuan quickly finalized the transaction.

  "Hey, hey, what do you mean? You were just complaining about the price, and now I'm the one who paid first. It's only fair that I get to go in first." The skinny guy who had already taken out 200 yuan looked at Xie Zhiyuan wanting to buy six tickets and immediately refused. He had asked several scalpers earlier, but none of them had tickets for the ping-pong stadium. Now that he finally found one with tickets, he couldn't let it slip away. His brother, his girlfriend, and his own girlfriend were all waiting for him to get the tickets so they could enter.

  The thin man handed over the money with a swift motion, and then took four tickets from the scalper before turning to leave.

  "Hey, wait a minute." As soon as he saw someone taking away four tickets, Xie Zhiyuan was not having it. This scalper still had four left but they weren't enough for his own people anymore, and he didn't want others to mess up his plans.

  That skinny guy was about to leave, when he suddenly felt someone put their hand on his shoulder. He immediately stopped what he was doing. "Hey, what's the meaning of this? I'm telling you, take your dirty hand off my shoulder, or don't blame me for being rude."

  Xie Zhiyuan was originally going to reason with the other party, but didn't expect the other party to be so unreasonable, suddenly he became unhappy too.

  Xie Zhiyuan's personal identity isn't very impressive, just a student in the central party school's middle-aged class, but that's also relative to who you're comparing him to. If the other person is just an ordinary citizen, then the background behind them can still be intimidating. Now seeing someone being rude in front of him, he didn't hold back either. "I'm telling you, friend, hasn't your family taught you anything? You need to speak with courtesy, where's your five virtues and four beauties gone? I think you're asking for a beating."

  Xie Zhiyuan was originally not short, at least he was much stronger than this skinny guy. Now being called "grandpa" by others, he had been unhappy for a long time. Now looking at that appearance, it seemed like he wanted to hit someone.

  If ordinary people encounter such a situation, at least in language, they should also ease up a bit. The other party is already anxious, and saying something good to relieve the atmosphere is also right. But this skinny guy just didn't look at Xie Zhiyuan's face, as soon as he heard the other party hinting that his family members were uncultured, he was also enraged. "Ah? You think you can do whatever you want, you still want to fight me? Do you believe that if you make a move, you won't be able to leave this city?"

  Xie Zhiyuan was quite arrogant, but this skinny guy was even more arrogant. Xie Zhiyuan, who usually backed down from a fight, heard the other person's words and suddenly glared, his fists flying up, "I'm going to beat you up today, I'd like to see how you're going to stop me from leaving the 49th city."

  As he spoke, Xie Zhiyuan's fist flew over. But what shocked everyone was that although Xie Zhiyuan had acted impulsively and struck first, the one who ended up on the ground was actually the skinny guy. On the contrary, he felt his hand tighten, then his waist loosen, and before he knew it, he had been knocked to the ground by the other person.