The cheap suit on him had split open, and the grey lining was exposed.
In addition to blood stains, there were also footprints on it, and it was filthy.
The bruises at the corners of his mouth and on his face were black and his beard was unkempt. A tortured face was written all over his suffering.
The whole person looked miserable and wretched.
He had been here for a week, and in that time, he had seen the world's dangers.
He was not actually stupid, and at first, he really just wanted to make money. These people drew a blueprint for him to make money.
He believed them, but then, the more he did it, the more he felt that it was not that simple.
The ideal was very full, but the reality was very skinny.
It was really hard to recruit people, not to mention that in the village, 100 yuan was the monthly living expenses for a family. It was simply a pipe dream to come up with 500 or 1,000 yuan and start a shoe business with him.
Many people simply didn't believe in themselves, and not only that, they even laughed at him behind his back.
But there was no way around it, he had already paid 2,000 yuan in franchise fees, so he really gritted his teeth and went around promoting the business.
First, he recruited two carpenters who worked with him at the furniture factory. They were both from the city and had relatively good conditions, one joining for 1,000 yuan and the other for 3,000.
But it was really difficult to recruit people afterwards. In order to recruit people, he even went to people's homes to help them with their work, introducing himself while working.
He went from door to door, and in a month's time, he had finally convinced more than ten people, and the so-called vice president of the company had earned 15,000 yuan!
He did earn some money himself, and thought that his life would get better and he would be one step closer to his dream.
But the days that followed were really hard.
It was secondary that he couldn't sell the shoe polish, the point was that he couldn't recruit people.
Everyone failed to recruit people, and some even had second thoughts and wanted to return the shoe polish to him and ask for a refund.
Gu Zhigang had no money to refund them, as all the money had gone to Chenguang Shoe Polish Company.
Slowly, he also realised a problem, that is, he might have been cheated. This business was not as good as those people said, and it was very likely to be a scam.
It was a complete dead end, and there was no way out.
He locked himself in his room for two days and two nights, and finally decided to go to the head office to demand his money back.
He wanted to quit!
He wanted to take back everyone's money.
That was it, and he set off for Huacheng.
At first, the company's so-called vice president was still exceptionally warm towards him, and after getting off the car, he took him to dinner. However, when he heard that he wanted money, the vice president's face immediately turned cold.
It was impossible to get money, either go back and continue working, or he himself would bear all the losses.
Gu Zhigang was in a panic.
A loss of more than 10,000 yuan was something he simply couldn't afford, not to mention himself, even if his parents sold their house, they still couldn't come up with that kind of money!
Houses in the village are not worth much. Although the land area is really large, and counting the yard, every household is about 200 square meters, but if you want to sell it, it's only worth 3,000 to 4,000 yuan.
His monthly salary is only a little over 200 yuan, and if he were to shoulder this debt of more than 10,000 yuan, his life would be over.
Gu Zhigang, of course, did not want to, so he argued with them.
He had no idea how terrible pyramid schemes were. Many pyramid schemes of this era are not clean, and many people have even died because of them.
The so-called deputy general manager took him directly to a room and said that he was giving him money, but who knew that once he entered, he never went out again.
He was kept here for a whole six days, and there was no bathroom.
There was not even a bed, just two lame stools. In fact, these two stools were originally in good condition, but there were just too many people like Gu Zhigang, and these stools were smashed by so many people that they naturally became lame.
During the few days he was locked up here, he was beaten all the time.
He really felt like he was going to be beaten to death.
At first, he still had the strength to argue and wanted to hold out to get his 10,000 yuan back.
Later, he pretended to give in and wanted to go out and call the police.
After two more days, he had no more thoughts except to get out and go home!
But these people just wouldn't let him go.
In fact, the pyramid scheme organization is not stupid. People like Gu Zhigang value their money more than their lives. If they let him go, they would definitely be getting themselves into trouble.
It's better to keep him locked up for a few more months, until he's completely tamed, and then release him.
By then, not only will he not call the police, he'll continue to make money for himself, so it's a bargain.
Seeing that Gu Zhigang was begging for mercy, the man sitting on the crutch bench waved his hand, signaling the big men to stop.
He walked slowly up to Gu Zhigang, squatted down, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He said slowly, 'Brother, do you know why you are being beaten? Don't mention going home again. Just stay here. When it's time to let you go, I will naturally let you go.'
After saying this, he held out his hand and helped Gu Zhigang wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
'Don't think too much. Look at all the injuries on your body. Just rest well. I will give you a chicken leg tonight.'
It was him who wanted to come in the first place. Since he was here, it wasn't that easy to go out.
If he were at home, he could have eaten an extra chicken leg and perhaps even felt a little happy about it.
But now, he didn't want to eat at all!
He wanted to go home.
When he saw the man get up to leave, he reached out and clasped his leg, pleading, 'Please, Mr. Huang, please let me go back. I promise I won't call the police.'
Hearing this, the man called Huang Zong kicked Gu Zhigang away with one foot.
'What are you thinking, you don't know your place!'
He then walked away with a few people.
Gu Zhigang lay on the ground, his despairing eyes staring at the ceiling, and after a while tears flowed down his face, his stung eyes sore.
In the playground, Tangtang was giggling as she rode on her father's neck.
Ji Pianran, who was holding Gu Chen's arm, had a pair of curious eyes full of curiosity. She kept looking around. A few years ago, she had also been to the amusement park, but this was really the first time she had been to the amusement park in the Flower City, and it was even bigger here with more facilities.
There was the pirate ship, the drop machine, the roller coaster, bumper cars, the carousel, and too many more to name.
It was really a wide variety.
Because the weather was good and there were a lot of people, there were young couples, middle-aged couples with children, and elderly people sitting on the platform in the park square singing red songs.
Everyone was chatting and laughing, it was really lively.
Gu Chen pointed to the bumper cars not far in front of them and smiled at the little girl on his shoulders, 'Do you want to go and experience it?'
The little girl was now a complete curious baby, she had never seen anything and wanted to play with everything.
When she heard her father say it, she agreed at once. 'Yes, yes, yes!'
Seeing that his daughter had agreed, Gu Chen looked at Ji Pianran next to him and said, 'Come with us?'
His daughter had never done it before, and his daughter-in-law had definitely never done it before.
It's a rare occasion, and the family will really have fun together!
After considering herself, Ji Pianran hesitantly glanced inside and nodded after a while, 'Yes, okay.'
Gu Chen can drive, but she can't. Although she doesn't want to learn to drive, she also wants to feel what it's like to drive.
She has no idea that this car is different from normal driving—it's meant to crash!
Bumper cars, bumper cars, the fun is in the bumping.