Fu Ping'an bought a three-blade wood 905 wooden handle folding knife. The steel mouth is very good and extremely sharp. The brown log handle looks a little vicissitudes. He pulled up the blade, the cold light was cold, the knife was in his hand, and his courage doubled. He imagined the stories of meeting the guy named Xiaoman again, and he gradually fell asleep while lying on the hospital bed.

The next morning, Fu Ping'an was hanging out. The nurse who came to the internship at a medical school that was about the same age as him was given an injection to him. He was unfamiliar with his skills and failed to succeed after several times. Fu Ping'an endured the pain and watched the nurse pierced the back of his hand with holes.

The intern nurse was nervous and asked him: "Does it hurt?"

Fu Ping'an thought of the pain when he was beaten by Xiaoman, and compared with that, this one was insignificant. He shook his head, but heard a chuckling at the door. Looking up, it was Wang Jun who came. The guy came in with a bag of fruit, whistled at the little nurse, watched the nurse leave before taking his eyes back.

"There is nothing to do in the morning on the bar, so I'll come to see you and sit with you by the way to avoid you being bored." Wang Jun said.

Fu Ping'an was puzzled because he and Wang Jun were just a common friendship, and the boat of friendship had not reached this point. Wang Jun is a slick and smart person. It must have been sent by Sister Qian to accompany him, but he said that he was willing. Do people in society say this and make a lie?

Wang Jun took out the cigarette, and Fu Ping'an nude his mouth towards the smoking ban sign on the wall. Wang Jun said, "I forgot that this is the hospital. Let's go and smoke downstairs."

"I still have water hanging here." Fu Ping'an said.

"It's okay, I'll carry it for you." Wang Jun was very experienced. He took the dunk from the hook and took Fu Ping'an out. He hid the nurse and got off the elevator. He came to the small garden downstairs, hung the dunk on the branch, lit the cigarette and started chatting.

"The company is about to be finished." Wang Jun said with a string of smoke rings, his expression calm, as if the company is finished and has little to do with him.

The company is a habitual way for everyone to call it. Everyone who works with Chen Qian, whether it is a mine, a logistics park, or a Rococo bar, is a member of the company. However, the so-called company is relatively loose and is not a group company in the true sense, but an existence maintained by emotions and interests. Take Fu Ping'an for example. Although he is Chen Qian's driver, he did not sign a labor contract and did not pay social security. The salary is not paid by the accountant to get it into the card, but directly receives cash from Chen Qian.

Fu Ping'an didn't think there was anything wrong with this. It was like this. Wang Jun said that the company was about to be finished. He keenly realized that it was related to Sister Qian's experience in the bank yesterday. The economic situation was too bad and no one could escape it. It is said that the construction of the logistics park used a lot of loans. Once the bank no longer supports it, it would be a disaster.

Sure enough, Wang Jun followed and said: "Sister Qian asked someone to give me a secret. She owed the bank a loan of 5 million to repay it when it expired. These days, there are bankruptcy and jumping off buildings. Where can I go to find 5 million? The bank introduced her to a bridge crossing. The interest rate was a little higher, but it was thankful that someone would lend you. It was said that it would be possible to repay a loan, and the bank would then lend it. Isn't the capital chain even there? But after Sister Qian paid the loan, the bank turned against him. What did Sister Qian pay for the money from the bridge? She could only use the logistics park to pay off the debt. This is a bureau, and it has been done from the beginning."

Fu Ping'an felt anxious. Although he didn't know what "crossing the bridge" means, Wang Jun's words can be analyzed that this is a transitional high interest rate short-term financing behavior among the people. Due to the collusion between the other party and the bank, Sister Qian was unable to guard against it. The logistics park built by one hand was given to others, which was far more than five million. The person who designed this trap was very vicious and cruel.

"Who got mad?" Fu Ping'an asked.

Wang Jun said: "It's the one who hits you, Zhang Yanjun."

When Fu Ping'an was beaten, he didn't see Zhang Yanjun's face. He only remembered the shiny leather shoes and straight trousers, and the words hidden in his smile. This guy who is known as a smiley tiger is not one of the four tigers of Huaimen. Logically speaking, should he call Chen Qian "Sister-in-law"? How could he do such a treacherous thing?

Wang Jun is worthy of being a bartender, and is extremely well-informed. If you don’t ask someone to share these news, it will be moldy to hold them in your heart. Fu Ping'an is the best person to listen to. He talked endlessly, and Fu Ping'an was frightened when he heard it. A chivalrous world in his mind was collapsing.

This is the real world. It has the courage to be loyal, the righteous will be weak, and the strong will be the best, and the treacherous brother who was betrayed yesterday may be the best from behind tomorrow.

"How does Sister Qian respond?" Fu Ping'an asked.

"What else can I do if the soldiers come and prevent the water and soil from covering it? But it is a bit difficult to deal with Zhang Yanjun. If I guess correctly, the gate of the logistics park is blocked today." Wang Jun threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with his soles. "Okay, I won't get you anymore. I'll leave in advance. I'll see you again if I have time."

Wang Jun left, and Fu Ping'an returned to the ward with a dunk himself. His heart was ups and downs. He could imagine how huge the pressure faced by Sister Qian was and how dangerous the situation was. Perhaps something happened to the bald man was also a move by Zhang Yanjun. Yesterday, Sister Qian was a little disobedient at the bank entrance, which showed that this incident had a great psychological impact on her. Wang Jun was right. The company was about to end, Sister Qian was going to go bankrupt and she would be unemployed.

At noon, when the nurse came to remove the needle, she found that Fu Ping'an was gone.

At this time, Fu Ping'an had already arrived at the gate of the logistics park and stood among a group of villagers watching the confrontation outside the gate of the logistics park in the distance. The villagers did not bother to watch the fun, and no one noticed the frown of the boy.

Fu Ping'an took off the bandage himself, but his nose was still bruised and swollen, but it was better than a mummy. He saw that the logistics park was blocked by a forklift, and more than a dozen luxury cars were parked in a row. One of them was the Raptor pickup truck I saw yesterday. Fu Ping'an couldn't help but touched his waist. There was a knife hidden under his T-shirt, and a three-blade wooden 905 wooden handle folding knife pinned on his belt with his back.

There were at least a hundred people gathered outside the logistics park, all of whom were cheering for help. If there were too many people, they could not fight. This is a law. Because many people on both sides met each other and even friends, it turned into a large open debate. Fu Ping'an was far away and could not hear the conversation, but he could see Chen Qian was arguing with the other party from afar. Her movements were very large, and she could see that she was very emotional, which was completely different from the state she handled the Guanghui Mining gate blocking incident two days ago.

In addition to the men with ferocious faces on the scene, there were also some well-dressed and kind-hearted people who should be big shots. They acted as mediators and advised them patiently, but it seemed that nothing would help, and things were in a stalemate until the police arrived.

It was not the police officers of the police station, but the judges and bailiffs of the Execution Bureau of Huaimen Intermediate Court. They sealed the logistics park. The power of the two notes with official seals was greater than that of a hundred strong men. The other party won. Chen Qian's logistics park was implemented by the court. The court implemented compulsory measures. The mediators gradually dispersed, and the Raptors picked up the trucks also drove away. Only Chen Qian was left at the scene, still standing straight, like the green pine that could not be destroyed by the strong wind.

There was no fun watching, the villagers dispersed, and Fu Ping'an left. He felt that at this time, he should help Sister Qian share the pressure, but he was too weak and too young. He had neither the courage to charge forward, nor the wisdom and experience to give advice, and even couldn't be a driver. His only ability was to help Sister Qian take care of the children.

So Fu Ping'an took a car and went to Cambridge International Bilingual Boarding School. Today is the weekend and it is the day to pick up the children. Sister Qian was so busy that she probably couldn't get out of here to pick up Xiaohui. He guessed it right. The school's children were basically picked up, and Xiaohui was left alone, sitting alone in the hall.

Fu Ping'an sent a message to Sister Qian, telling her that she had come to pick up Xiaohui, so there was no need to worry. After five minutes, Sister Qian replied to two words: OK. This is completely different from her previous style, which means she is so busy that she can't get out of her body.

Xiaohui drove his brother and actually took a taxi to pick him up. He immediately pouted and said that fortunately all the classmates had left, otherwise they would have been laughed at me for not having a joke about me in a taxi.

A child's inadvertent words woke Fu Ping'an up. The atmosphere in this school is not very healthy. Comparing among students is not a good thing. Look at Xiaohui's outfit. The school uniform is a custom-made British-style blue white cotton vest and a shirt with an embroidered school badge. Below are khaki shorts, stockings and small leather shoes. The school bag is all imported from Japan. This outfit is valuable. In Fu Ping'an's impression, the school uniforms from elementary school to high school are all blue and green, and are as thick as polyester-covered cotton sportswear with a face pocket.

Fu Ping'an asked Xiaohui, are your classmates all rich at home?

Xiaohui looked at it for granted: "Yes, the students' families are very rich. Last semester, Zhang Zixuan of our class celebrated her birthday. Her father booked a playground to invite us to play. She also ate Aolong and double-headed abalone tonight."

Fu Ping'an had never seen lobsters and abalone before being a driver for Sister Qian. Xiaohui's classmates, who are only seven or eight years old, can book a playground and eat fresh seafood. It can be seen that the level of students and parents of Cambridge International Bilingual Boarding School are all.

If I were born in such a wealthy and powerful family, I believe the road of life would be completely different. Fu Ping'an's thoughts flew away and thought of his own life experience. What secrets does the note with the words "The wind is just setting sail" hide, what kind of people are their biological parents, and what difficulties do they give up their children. These problems are confusing and may never be solved.

After returning home, the nanny had already arrived and bought dishes to help them cook. Fu Ping'an tutored Xiaohui for homework. Xiaohui wrote words and suddenly said mysteriously: "Brother, have you ever seen my mother cry?"

Fu Ping'an was stunned. He had never seen Sister Qian cry before. Cao Xueqin said that women were made of water, while Sister Qian was more like a tomboy who was strong in will and tough in character. She was an Iron Lady who didn't believe in tears. How could she cry?

But Xiaohui said that not only does my mother cry, but also often cry, crying every day and every night.

"I saw it with my own eyes that she covered herself in the quilt and cried. Her pillow was wet and her eyes were red. I asked my mother why she cried and did she miss her father. She said, crying is good for the human body and can detoxify. Brother, do we have a lot of toxins in our human body?"

Fu Ping'an felt sad. This was not detoxification, it was clearly stress relief. Sister Qian struggled to support her strong and capable image, and she was too hard and too tired.

Xiaohui was very obedient. He finished his homework on time, had dinner, played for a while and went to bed. With the nanny in the house, Fu Ping'an went back with confidence. He wanted to go back to the hospital and lay down, but then he thought that he should go to the Rococo Bar. Sister Qian must be there at this moment. He didn't know what he could do in such a dangerous moment, but it represented an attitude.

At this moment, Fu Ping'an didn't know that the moment of his light peak was coming.
Chapter completed!