My name is Chen Ye. People on the road give me face and call me Brother Ye.
To put it nicely, in fact, I am just a low-life gangster. I have three melons and two dates under my hands, a stupid young man named Li San, a wilted old fried dough stick named Lao Gui, and Huang Mao, who is just making up for the numbers.
Our site is a dark alley in a village in the city. Our main business is the "security fee" of 300 yuan a month from the "Lanzhou Ramen" restaurant at the entrance of the alley.
Today, this business has also gone bankrupt.
