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Chapter 62 Find someone to beat Chen Zikun

Chapter 62: Find someone to beat Chen Zikun

Unexpectedly, after Chen Zikun said this, the coachmen stopped agreeing and shouted: "How can that work? You are our boss, how can you get angry with this?"

Xue Pingshun said: "Carrying money to work, it's a fairy. You think you lose your identity when you pull a dog. As the boss, Da Kunzi will naturally take action, otherwise he will have to pay a double deposit if he breached the contract."

He couldn't stand the lack of service awareness of these new coachmen, but Chen Zikun didn't think so. He thought that the disaster caused by himself, so he had to calm him down. If one person does things and one person does it, how could he shirk others?

The coachmen pondered for a while and all came back to the taste that the cart pullers were the same as being tenants in the countryside. They were all treated as cows and horses, that is, they were treated so well at the Ziguang Car Factory. The boss was like his own brothers. If you change to another family, if you don’t want to do it, just say “get out”.

"Boss, I'll go!"

"I'll go! Isn't it just a dog? I've carried pigs in the countryside!"

At this moment, they were scrambling to take up a job at the Yao family. Chen Zikun said, "A word is so good that I can't be chased. I have decided, you all take a shower and go to bed."

...

The next day, Chen Zikun went to Yao Mansion while strolling. The housekeeper couldn't find Wang Dongliang in the morning and was angry. Seeing another person coming to the Ziguang Car Factory, he complained a few times. Chen Zikun didn't argue, just said what arrangements were there today.

The housekeeper said: "Our mansion has three cars, one for each of the master, wife and lady. There is no need for you to pull it. There is also a special rickshaw for buying vegetables, and there is no need for your help. This way, you take the lady's dog out for a walk, run a few steps, take a break, and then pull it back."

Chen Zikun agreed and the housekeeper brought Ah Bian over. This was a fat mixed dog, a squash dog and a squash from Shih Tzu and Jingba. Perhaps because he had eaten too well, he was not exercising enough. He was fat all over, stretched his tongue and panting, and his bright little eyes stared at Chen Zikun.

For some reason, Chen Zikun saw a hint of contempt in the dog's eyes and couldn't help but feel angry.

"Go, remember to come back for lunch." The housekeeper said, and put Ah Bian down.

Ah Bian walked to the door impatiently, first raised his legs and urinated on the wheels of the foreign car, then screamed at Chen Zikun a few times, and ran away like a joy.

"Battleman, tease me!" Chen Zikun cursed inwardly and followed him out.

After a while, the housekeeper waited for Miss Yao to get up and went upstairs to report that a coachman from the Tsinghuan Train Factory had been replaced.

"Oh, who kind of person?" Yao Yilei sat in front of the dressing table, combing her hair while asking casually.

The housekeeper stood outside the door and replied loudly, "He is a tall man, like a telephone pole, and he is smart, much better than the elm head yesterday."

Yao Yilei's heart moved and said hurriedly: "Where is the person?"

"Go back to the lady and take Abian out for a walk."

"Oh, tell me when you come back."

"yes."

...

Chen Zikun took Ah Bian to walk around the neighborhood for a few times. Although this dog was fat, it ran quite fast. It slipped away if it was not careful. Chen Zikun chased him closely behind. He finally caught it and pressed it directly to the ground, took out the rope from his waist, tied the dog's neck and wanted to lead it away.

Ah Bian was furious and pretended not to leave. He grinned and planned to bite people. When Chen Zikun slapped him, he became honest and sobbed and was taken away.

Chen Zikun took Ah Bian to a dog meat soup pot opened by a North Korean. He saw countless wild dogs locked in the cage, and naked skinned dogs hung on the shelf. Blood flowed into a river on the ground, and dog skins piled up like mountains. In the huge iron pot, the hideous dog skull appeared and loomed.

Chen Zikun asked the guy in the dog meat soup pot: "Can you collect the dog?"

The guy looked at Ah Bian and sneered: "Cache is to collect, this kind of dog can only be sold for a few cents."

Ah Bian was so scared that he shivered, and his front paws held Chen Zikun's thighs tightly.

...

It was almost lunch time, and Chen Zikun finally came back. When the housekeeper saw him coming, he hurried to inform the lady. Yao Yilei was eating in the restaurant at this time and pretended to be calm and said, "I understand."

After finishing the meal in a few bites, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, pretended to be casual, and came to the near the servant's room in the backyard. He caught a glimpse of Chen Zikun eating in the room. After careful examination, he looked like Julian! Not only did he look like him, but his expression was also very similar!

Miss Yao walked in and was about to talk to her when she suddenly noticed that Chen Zikun was holding a burning red animal's legs and biting them.

"What did you eat?" Yao Yilei asked.

"Dog meat, dog leg meat." Chen Zikun said carelessly.

Yao Yilei's face changed drastically and she screamed: "You ate A Bian!"

The housekeeper and Afu arrived when they heard the sound. Seeing the lady's face was angry and shocked, Chen Zikun was distracted and immediately picked up the guy and shouted: "Boy, I'm asking for death if I provoke my lady!"

Chen Zikun said slowly: "You rich people can't bully people, why did I provoke your ladies?"

Yao Yilei said: "You ate my Abian, and you return my Abian!"

Chen Zikun sneered: "Miss, you have such a rich imagination. Your A-Bian is here."

As he said that, he kicked the sole of the kick. Ah Bian poked out his vulgar dog head and hummed at Miss Yao twice, but he still lay obediently at Chen Zikun's feet and did not dare to move. He also licked his shoes in a flattering manner, and bowed with his two front paws.

Miss Yao breathed a sigh of relief and was furious. If ordinary people had played such a prank with her, it would have been a blow, but she was facing Julian. She couldn't get angry even if she wanted to get angry. She said with a stern face: "My family is not allowed to eat dog meat."

Chen Zikun said: "Training a cart is a physical work, and it's useless to serve the lady without eating some meat."

This is a bit nonsense. There are thousands of coachmen in Beijing, who are not a steamed bun for lunch? Why are you, Chen Zikun, who has to eat meat?

At that time, the housekeeper and Afu were so angry that they rolled up their sleeves and prepared to beat someone up, just waiting for the lady to say a word.

But Yao Yilei said, "Butler, I will give him two pounds of cooked beef for every meal in the future."

Two kilograms of cooked beef, even the wolf dog at home does not have the treatment. The butler was surprised, but had to obey the order.

"After dinner, I have something to ask you." Yao Yilei threw a word and was about to leave. Suddenly she remembered something, stopped and shouted: "A Bian, come here!"

Ah Bian didn't dare to move, so he looked up at Chen Zikun with a sad look, shook his tail and begged for his approval.

"Go." Chen Zikun said.

Then Ah Bian jogged over and followed Yao Yilei upstairs.

...

After finishing the meal, Chen Zikun went up to the second floor under the butler's leadership and stood at the door of Miss Yao's boudoir. The butler shouted: "Miss, I've brought it."

The door opened, and a little maid of fifteen or sixteen years old came out, sent the butler down, led Chen Zikun into the boudoir, and went out himself, and took the door carefully.

Yao Yilei's eyes were hot and she wandered around Chen Zikun: "Tsk tsk, wearing coolie's clothes seems like that. I know that you can't bear to leave me."

Chen Zikun pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't understand what the lady said."

"You are also pretending, you are Julian. You lied to me and said you went to the south. In fact, you stayed in Beijing and lurked. You think I don't know. Tell you, I have read a lot of detective novels. I understand your spy."

"Miss, my surname is not Zhu, my surname is Chen." Chen Zikun continued to pretend to be confused.

"Okay, you don't say it, right? I'll always have a way to let you say it, you can go down."

When Chen Zikun left, Miss Yao smiled sly and said, "I know that your revolutionary party hides its parents and his wife and children, but I am not easy to fool, right, Ah Bian."

Ah Bian echoed: "Wang, Wang."

"Come here." Miss Yao called the little maid and told her to come up to the hospital.

The nobles usually have some bodyguards with unique skills in the family. Director Yao's family is rich, so naturally he is not immune to the habit. In addition to the four Ministry of Transportation Guards with guns, there is also a very good martial artist. He came to the door of the lady's boudoir and asked in a regular manner: "What are the instructions for the lady?"

Yao Yilei said: "You can help me find a few people. You must have a very powerful face and teach the new coachman a lesson."

The martial artist was a little embarrassed: "This...is probably..."

Miss Yao sneered and winked at the little maid. The latter took a letter of silver and handed it over. The martial artist immediately changed his words: "Pack to the little one, and the little one knows a few good men, all of whom are counted in the capital. Miss, do you want to remove his legs or kill him?"

"Just just hit him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, don't hurt your muscles and bones." Miss Yao said lightly, cursing in her heart, "Can you afford to beat Julian who is in my family?"

The martial artist was relieved. He was just bragging just now, and he was really beaten to death and injured. The police department could not bear the responsibility even if he was held accountable.

"You can arrange it first, and let the butler tell you the specific time and place. After the matter is done, I will reward you with another hundred yuan."

"Waaa." The martial artist was still a bannerman, so he could go down after a thousand.

Yao Yilei smiled on her face: Let you pretend, and this will bring you back to your original form.

...

The martial artist of Yao Mansion invited a friend to sit down in a tavern, ordered a jar of Erguotou, six meat dishes, and drank a few cups. After telling the matter, the friend patted his chest and sweared to make sure that he would do the job properly.

The martial artist's friends are also practicing martial arts. They have cowhide straps with copper-headed straps around their waists, green satin-grabbing tiger-stepping boots under their feet, and they also have sharp weapons such as nine-section whips on their bodies. The joints are protruding, their eyes are shining with bright lights, and their voices are like a bell, and they are full of energy.

"Brother said, if you dare not obey your orders, you will definitely make the kid ruthless." My friend picked up the wine bowl.

"Let's go!" The martial artist also picked up the wine bowl. The two of them did it, and they showed each other out of the bottom of the bowl, and smiled knowingly.

"This job is done, this number is indispensable." The martial artist stretched out three fingers.

"Tsk tsk, I'll give you thirty dollars to beat me. I'm worthy of being a lady from a wealthy family. It's so bright. Brother, thank you for leaving another one."

"Okay, who will follow us with us brothers?" The martial artist also raised the wine bowl generously.

...

The next day, the housekeeper arranged for Chen Zikun to go to a nearby alley to deliver a letter. Chen Zikun did not suspect any fraud, so he went there with the letter and came to the place. He was right and right, and knocked on the door. A man opened the door, answered the letter but did not read it. He said to Chen Zikun: "Come in, and you will have a reply to you and ask you to take it back."

Chen Zikun entered the yard and saw a bench in the yard. On the stool was a hero sitting, wearing a short-term training uniform of Thirteen Taibao, capable boots, wrist guards, big belts, bald heads, and a pair of eyes that seemed to eat people fiercely.

"Oh, isn't this Yan Zhiyong, the senior brother of Qi Tianwu Pavilion?" Chen Zikun said with a smile.
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