pjbooks Chapter 102 The DVD Seller
Chapter 102 The DVD Seller
"Hey buddy, want to pick one?" The man leaned closer, lifting a corner of his trench coat as he spoke, his eyes darting around.
Zhou Yang looked into the man's arms and instantly perked up a bit. There were unpackaged discs with covers that made people blush.
Wow, we've found a DVD seller!
Zhou Yang was standing in front of the shop, originally observing the surroundings, when he unexpectedly encountered such a seller.
"I don't have the equipment, I can't watch this!" Zhou Yang shook his head with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the man immediately perked up: "That's easy! Just buy one. Cheap ones, slightly better ones, imported ones, from ports—I have connections everywhere. You won't get ripped off!"
"Does he sell this in his shop?"
Following Zhou Yang's finger, the man saw Sun Yan's shop and nodded: "Of course, otherwise why would I always sell here? We're practically business partners, you wouldn't believe it..."
As the man was speaking, he noticed that there was another person next to him. He didn't pay much attention at first, but upon closer inspection, he noticed that the other person had what appeared to be gleaming silver handcuffs around his waist.
Startled, he tried to flee, but Dai Yan pinned him down: "Hey kid, why are you running?"
"I didn't run away. I suddenly have a stomachache and can't hold it in. Ouch, I need to poop..." Dai Yan ignored the other person's shameless performance and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Behave yourself. If you keep crying like that, I'll call the local warlord, Chu Yan, to deal with you!" Strangely enough, after Dai Yan said this, the young man immediately became obedient, bowing and scraping, claiming that cooperating with the police was a citizen's duty and that providing information to the police was his honor...
"Who is King Chu?" Zhou Yang asked in a low voice, tugging at Dai Yan's sleeve when he found a moment.
"The deputy director of Chengnan Police Station!" Dai Yan explained, tilting his head. "Sometimes, you have to use someone else's reputation to keep these old foxes in check, otherwise, they'll definitely cause trouble!"
Zhou Yang nodded; having lived two lives, he knew all the intricacies involved.
The man confessed that his name was He Zhuang, and that he met Sun Yan while he was selling DVDs.
At the time, a customer came to repair his VCR. While waiting for the repair, He Zhuang went up to him, chatted with him, and successfully sold him a set of discs at the price of genuine products.
The man took the disc to Sun Yan's room, and He Zhuang, upon seeing it, quickly ran away.
The next day, unable to resist his curiosity, he passed by Sun Yan's shop again and was grabbed by a customer who was lying in wait. It was Sun Yan who came to his rescue.
The reason was that the customer took out a disc to test it, but what came out were some home videos and news, which made the customer feel cheated, so he waited there.
In the end, it was Sun Yan who came to his rescue, saying that it was a problem with the machine and had nothing to do with his disc.
According to He Zhuang, he was dumbfounded when he heard this statement. He felt that the other party's words were an insult to people's intelligence, but the customer believed it!
Seeing Sun Yan secretly giving him a wink, He Zhuang instinctively handed him a few bills.
The guest looked and exclaimed, "Hey? It really is!"
On the VCR, you can watch news and some home videos; on the VCD player, you can watch simple movies with interesting scenes.
so amazing!
He immediately made the decision, giving the video recorder to Sun Yan and taking out several hundred yuan to exchange it for a second-hand VCD player from Sun Yan's shop, which left He Zhuang dumbfounded.
The video recorder was fine, just a bit noisy, but the secondhand VCD player had such worn-out casings that you couldn't tell its original color anymore.
Logically speaking, the video recorder should be more expensive, but they just handed over the money so readily.
This had a huge impact on He Zhuang.
He spent his days hiding and selling DVDs, barely making any money. But this guy could earn a month's salary with just a few words, without having to constantly watch his surroundings or fear of being caught.
Compared to this, I feel like a complete failure.
"Aren't you afraid they'll come looking for you?" He Zhuang asked Sun Yan, who was fiddling with the video camera, after a long pause.
"Why did you come here?" Sun Yan looked up, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Aren't you afraid he'll find out you lied to him? It doesn't matter where you put the disc!" He Zhuang explained, thinking the other person hadn't heard him clearly.
"The VCR is here with me!" Sun Yan patted the machine beside him. "Unless he has an identical one at home, but I can also say it's a problem with the disc."
"The most important thing in doing business is this!" Sun Yan pointed to his head.
According to He Zhuang's confession, after this incident, he felt that Sun Yan was simply a genius who could do business in such a way. Once he had a breakthrough, his world opened up, and his business also flourished.
During this time, he and Sun Yan became increasingly familiar with each other, and he even helped Sun Yan sell a few used machines. Their relationship was fairly acceptable.
But he hasn't seen Sun Yan since early April.
"Where do you think he went?" Zhou Yang asked, looking at the man in his twenties in front of him.
The man pondered for a moment, then touched the tip of his nose: "I don't know!"
"When people lie, they get nervous, and their bodies secrete something that makes their nose itch and they want to scratch it!" Zhou Yang said, and He Zhuang, who was scratching, paused and stiffly put his hand down.
"Let me tell you another one: if your eyes are glazing to the right, you're thinking about how to make up a story!"
"Finally, I'll tell you that I made all of that up. But if I were you, I'd tell the truth. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind taking you back to the station, detaining you for up to 15 days, and then making you pay a fine!"
Zhou Yang shrugged: "I'm serious about that last sentence!"
He Zhuang's face flushed red: "I really don't know..."
"Put him in handcuffs?" Dai Yan asked Zhou Yang.
"Or how about calling for reinforcements?" Zhou Yang replied.
Seeing the two of them going back and forth, He Zhuang was almost in tears: "No, no, you two, why make things difficult for a small vendor like me? You're all magnanimous, just let me go!"
"Please cooperate with our work..." Dai Yan removed the handcuffs from his waist, his face serious.
"I know what you're thinking!" Zhou Yang looked at the other person: "Even if the content of your disc is legitimate, the fact that you're suspected of using such a cover to package, display, and sell it basically presumes that you have the intention to distribute this kind of item."
As he spoke, ignoring the other person's stiff, awkward laugh, he said, "Without using the content to defend yourself, your motive is simply to attract attention with the cover. This in itself disrupts the cultural market order, constitutes illegal behavior, and is therefore punishable!"
He Zhuang looked as if he had seen a ghost: "Are you a devil? How do you know everything?"
"You're not the first to sigh like that!" Dai Yan sighed deeply, recalling that Qiao Kai, also known as Wen Zhanbo, had said something similar a few days ago. He shook the handcuffs in his hands: "Have you thought it through?"
He Zhuang lowered his head resignedly: "I suspect he went to seek revenge!"