Wucheng, Chengbei, Industrial Zone.

Dust is everywhere and factories are everywhere.

This is the most mixed place in Wucheng.

At noon, the crowd was bustling.

There are workers who are rushing home, small vendors who keep shouting, owners of tobacco and alcohol shops with cold eyes, and thieves squatting in a corner peeking at other people's motorcycles.

A black Great Wall off-road vehicle whizzed past the crowd.

Dust was flying, and there was a lot of curses.

Finally, the off-road vehicle suddenly stopped opposite a factory.

Haitian Industry and Trade!

"Brother Yuan, we're here!"

"Go! Get out!"

There were two young men in the car, one with scars on his face and the other with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

These two are Zheng Yong and Wu Zhiyuan.

"Brother Yuan, I'd better go in and inquire first! You look so easy to recognize!" Zheng Yong looked at the scar on Wu Zhiyuan's face, thought for a while, and said.

"Okay!" Wu Zhiyuan looked at the job advertisement posted at the factory gate, "You go in first and have something to do, call!"

Zheng Yong walked out of the car, swaggered and walked towards the factory gate.

"Stop, what are you doing!"

“Look for a job!”

The window glass shook open, revealing a gap. Wu Zhiyuan held the telescope and watched Zheng Yong walk into the factory under the guidance of the guard.

His eyes froze.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, a black shadow blocked his sight.

Someone is kicking his car window glass!

Wu Zhiyuan shook all the window glasses.

A young woman in her thirties appeared in front of him holding a boy of five or six years old.

The little boy was struggling violently, kicking his feet constantly.

Just now, he kicked the car window glass.

"Kobayashi, be good!" The woman comforted the little boy with all her heart.

"You are not my mother, let me go!" The child glared and his face turned red.

"Huh?" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at the woman after hearing this.

His eyes, without any emotion, pierced the woman's soul like a bolt of lightning.

The woman's face turned pale.

"Little...Little brother, this child is hungry. His mother hasn't gotten off work yet, so we are waiting..." The woman forced a smile.

"Yes!" Wu Zhiyuan took out ten dollars from his arms and handed them to the woman, "Buy food for him!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" The woman trembled with her hands and took the money in her hands.

"Isn't leaving yet?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned.

"Yes, yes!" The woman breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the little boy, and ran to the rear of the off-road vehicle in panic.

"Let me go! Let me go, you are not my mother..."

The little boy's voice drifted away.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the rearview mirror, picked up his cell phone, changed his card, and called a phone number.

“110!”

"Hey? Chengbei Police Station? I found a suspected abducted child in the industrial area. Human traffickers are heading south from Haitian Industry and Trade..."

The woman held the little boy and ran on this straight road that was several kilometers long.

She was scared, and the terrifying young man just glanced at her faintly, and she was frightened.

She ran and looked back, the black off-road vehicle was getting smaller and smaller in her eyes.

She is getting further and further away from that terrible young man!

A few hundred meters ahead is the intersection, where there are three-wheeled taxis.

Her expression became more and more calm.

"Little bastard, you almost killed me! Look at where I sold you this time!" The woman pinched the little boy's face and said hatefully.

"There are still many bad people in this world!"

As the intersection was getting closer, a smile appeared on the woman's face.

"Woo woo woo woo!" An alarm sounded.

The woman's smile suddenly stiffened, and a police car suddenly stopped in front of her, blocking her way.

"Why did the police come so quickly this time?" She was still in a daze and had been scolded by a policeman.

"Little boy, tell my sister, where is your home? Let's take you home!" A female policeman walked into the police car with the little boy in her arms!

...

"What I hate most in my life is drug users, and then human traffickers!"

Wu Zhiyuan looked at all this through the rearview mirror.

He changed the card again and sent a text message.

"Aunt Mei, I'm fine. Please take good care of Xiaojiajia for me! I will find Xiaoxi and go home to reunite, don't worry!"

...

Zheng Yong followed the guard and walked into the workshop. There were the sound of machines roaring and workers busy, and the noise was endless.

Zheng Yong grinned.

This is the environment he is familiar with, the environment he likes, and he feels that he is coming to his own world.

"That's great! I've been facing Brother Yuan with an old face all day long, and I don't dare to show off my anger! I'm so bored!"

Zheng Yong thought to himself, and followed the guard to the doorstep of an office.

"You go in by yourself! The workshop director is inside!"

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Yong pushed open the door.

However, there was no one in the room except for neatly arranged tables and chairs.

"Huh? There's one inside!"

Zheng Yong walked over, regardless of it, pressed his hand on the lock handle, and with a click, he pushed open the second door.

The door opened, and he stood there, his eyes widened.

He felt that the whole world was bright!

In the office, there was a woman sitting, a woman who was particularly beautiful to Zheng Yong.

She has short hair and is very capable, especially the eyes under her willow eyebrows, who are wise and bright, firm and decisive.

The round face emitted a moving red light, and the expression was tight and full of charm.

She was holding a pen and was looking at a list with concentration.

Hearing the movement, she finally lifted up.

She saw a young man with a tiger back and a bear waist looking at her straight and blankly.

"You! Who are you?" Her pretty face turned slightly red.

"I...hehe!"

Hearing her voice, Zheng Yong's heart beat violently for a few times without competing, stuttering, and couldn't speak for a moment!

"What do you think I am? Who told you to come in without knocking on the door?" She stood up.

Her face turned redder and she couldn't calm down because the young man opposite him was ecstatic again when he looked at her, and that look was not concealed.

No one has ever looked at her with such eyes.

"I...I'm here to find a job, are you the workshop director?"

Only then did Zheng Yong realize that this was a tall woman, who looked 1.7 meters tall, almost the same as Brother Yuan.

She was wearing a simple light white shirt and paired with jeans. However, in Zheng Yong's opinion, he was sure that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
To be continued...