Chapter 2 — My Neighbors Think I'm a Fat Goat

"That's right," he leaned forward, his voice showing concern, "after all, she is our neighbor. If you don't look up and see her, you will see her down. You denounce three agencies in one breath, isn't that pushing people into a dead end? What kind of neighbor will you be in the future?" I calmly asked him back: "When she considered us fat goats to chop and kill, did she ever think of us as neighbors?" Cao Minh was speechless when I asked him. "She's really black-hearted and doesn't do business properly. But we... we don't need to do anything so cruel? We can get our money back, right? Must we make her shop unable to continue opening?" I got it. In Cao Minh's opinion, the highest limit of "problem solving" is to regain lost money. What I want is to correct my "wrong self". “Gao Ming, this is not a matter of money.” I looked into his eyes and said word by word, "This is a matter of limits and rules. Today she can do that to us, tomorrow she can do that to other guests whose situation is unknown. If everyone is like you, feeling 'let it go', 'unnecessary', that will only increase her arrogant aura." "I denounced her not for revenge, but to let her understand that when opening a business, you must follow the rules. In this world, not everyone with a big mouth or thick face is reasonable." My words are very heavy. Cao Minh was silent. He bowed his head, his fingers unconsciously caressing the sofa armrest, clearly struggling fiercely in his heart. I know he's not ugly, he's just used to taking a step back from the vast sea and high sky. That is the survival philosophy of many honest people. But they forget, the premise of the wide sea and high sky is that the other side is also willing to leave some space for you. For those who only want to invade your entire sea, giving in will only make them drown you. “Ting dong.” My phone rang once, it was the WeChat notification tone. I picked it up to see, it was a strange friend request. The invitation information was: "Sister Tran, I'm Luu Le, let's talk." I raised my eyebrows and turned the phone screen towards Cao Minh. When he saw that text, his expression became even more unsightly. “You see, she found the door.” He said nervously, "What are you going to do?" I didn't immediately reply, but clicked on that person's personal page. The latest posts are all advertisements for the opening of her hot pot restaurant, with all kinds of delicately edited photos, accompanied by words like "dedicated to crafting", "grateful to the entire city", looking extremely sarcastic. I clicked “accept friend request”. Almost immediately, Luu Le's WeChat call popped out. I clicked decline. Then type a reply: "If you have something to do, just type, I'm sleeping, I can't answer the phone." Cao Minh next to me was tense like a prisoner waiting for sentencing. Luu Le's message was sent very quickly, a series of voice messages, each nearly 60 seconds long. I didn't click to listen. I hate hearing this type of emotional voice message. I only answered two words: "Type." The other side was silent for a moment, seemingly suppressing their anger. Finally, each line of text appeared. "Miss Tran, what do you mean? Isn't it just a meal? Do you need to do that much?" "We are open for business, have clear prices, and agree to buy and sell. On what basis can you denounce me?" "I'll tell you, I've asked someone to ask, people from the market supervisor will come tomorrow! Do you want to ruin my enthusiasm?" "Now you immediately cancel the complaint. I'll give you a free meal today. I'll fully refund the 2,472 yuan! Otherwise, the neighbors won't be able to do it anymore, just wait and see in the future!" Naked threat. Cao Minh's face turned pale. “She… she's threatening us!” I looked at the phone screen, my eyes cold. I didn't respond to her threat, but leisurely typed a message and sent it. "Where is your so-called 'clear price listing'? At the door of the restaurant, or on the menu? Why didn't I see any note from beginning to end about 'a portion of 618 yuan'?" “Furthermore, the bill is in my hand, the price of the dish is listed above and the

Her so-called 'rate calculation' is completely two systems. People from the tax department will probably be very interested in this.” “Finally, let me remind you, I took a screenshot and saved the words you sent me. If my family and I have any safety issues, I will report to the police immediately, and submit these screenshots as evidence of your threats to the police." Message sent successfully. The opposite fell into deathly silence. After a full five minutes, Luu Le answered one question. “You… you are evil enough!” After that, my WeChat showed a message: the other person has deleted you. I put down the phone and said to the stunned Cao Minh: "Now, do you still think I'm evil?" Cao Minh opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for half a day. I know, everything that happened tonight has completely overturned your outlook on life for more than thirty years. But I know, this war has just begun. People like Luu Le absolutely will not let go easily.