After receiving the order, Lian Qing turned around and ran out of the garage.
Hu Zhengqiang, whose nose was bruised and swollen after being beaten, glanced at his retreating figure, reached out to wipe his nose with disdain, then tilted his head angrily, looked at the wall at the other end, and continued to squat without saying a word.
What kind of Cen Hao is not Cen Hao? Even if the King of Heaven is here today, he will not accept it!
Others stood aside and watched the excitement with gloating, wanting to see how Chu Heng would deal with this bastard in the end.
"Come here and let me take a look."
Chu Heng also stopped paying attention to Hu Zhengqiang, turned around and waved to Fang Wu, called him to his side, and carefully observed the wound on his head. He saw that it was just a small cut and there was no more bleeding, so he felt relieved.
, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood on his face, and asked: "How do you feel? Are you dizzy?"
"It's nothing, brother, I fought with people before and got more injured than this." Fang Wuhun smiled nonchalantly.
"It's all fine, so what's the problem? It's an injury or a break. What if I get tetanus?" Chu Heng frowned and helped him wipe the blood off his chin, then said after thinking for a moment: "
Okay, don’t go to work today, go find a hospital quickly, get your head sorted out, and I’ll give you three days off!"
"Ah? A...holiday?" Fang Wu opened his mouth stupidly, feeling happy at first, and then hesitantly said: "Didn't the office say that people are not allowed to ask for leave during the Chinese New Year?"
"Tsk, why are you talking so secretly? Just let me go. If anyone has any objections, let them talk to me directly!" Chu Heng waved his hand with a domineering look: "Get out of here!"
"Oh! Then I'm leaving, brother."
Fang Wudu was so happy that he suddenly felt that the wrench was worth it. He grinned, turned around and ran out of the garage to find Ma Hong to ask for leave.
Hu Zhengqiang, who was squatting on the ground and sulking, felt even more unbalanced when he saw this.
Why don't you deal with him and give him a holiday?
Who is far and who is near?
Are you still not my brother?
He pursed his lips and felt extremely aggrieved.
When the others saw it, their expressions became strange, and they all turned their attention to Hu Zhengqiang, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles like a doormat, thinking that if they wanted to kick him in the past, could they also get a spanner?
It’s okay to focus on the key points, as long as you can take a few days off!
Chu Heng glanced at the weird-looking guys with a half-smile, then silently took out a cigarette and lit it, walked to the bench on the side and sat down, smoking continuously.
Just like that, a while passed.
Cen Hao and Lian Qing ran into the garage together.
He first glanced at Hu Zhengqiang who was squatting in the corner, then strode to Chu Heng and asked: "You are looking for me? Master Chu."
"That kid, take him away and train him properly." Chu Heng pointed at Hu Zhengqiang.
"Okay."
When Cen Hao was on the road, he heard Lian Qing tell what happened, and he had already expected it. Hearing the words, he turned to look at Hu Zhengqiang, and suddenly grinned, with traces of fierce light shining in his eyes, making him look particularly ferocious.
He twisted his neck and made a crisp sound. He walked to Hu Zhengqiang's side in a few steps, raised his foot and kicked the kid's shoulder hard, shouting: "Get up and follow me!"
Hu Zhengqiang didn't expect that he would take action. He tilted his body and fell to the ground. He was already angry and had a bad temper. He must not be able to stand this kind of anger. As soon as he fell, he quickly rushed to the ground.
, with red eyes, he raised his fist and rushed forward.
"I fuck your mother!"
"Yo ho!"
Cen Hao sneered with disdain, without even moving his body, he kicked him to the ground again with a single move, then bullied him up, touched Hu Zhengqiang's shoulders with two palms, and quickly removed them.
He picked up his joints, then grabbed his half-long hair, turned to Chu Heng and said: "I'll go back first, Mr. Chu, ah, by the way, Mr. Third, we have an appointment. We will go to your place to pay New Year's greetings early in the morning on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Come back
See."
After saying that, he dragged Hu Zhengqiang, who was struggling with a painful expression, out like a dead dog.
"Remember to be early, I still have something to do in the second grade of junior high school." Chu Heng waved his hand and warned, then stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, turned to look at Luo Hualin, and said with a stern face: "Captain Luo, please remember this for me.
In this convoy, even my own father is here and he treats me equally. If I see you doing things timidly, you, the captain, will stop doing it!"
"I understand, Chu Suo." Luo Hualin nodded vigorously, feeling relieved.
At this time, Fang Wu, who had just left, ran in with a smile on his face.
Seeing this, a teacher couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "How is it? Fang Wu, has Ma approved it?"
"Hey, my brother has given the order, how dare he refuse to approve it?" Fang Wu grinned at him, greeted Chu Heng again, and ran to the lounge, took his own things, and ran out of the garage.
This makes other people envious.
During the Chinese New Year, who doesn’t want to rest at home for a few days?
Lian Qing was a smart boy. He stood looking at Fang Wu who was about to run away. After rolling his eyes, he gritted his teeth and picked up a dark brick covered with oil stains in front of Chu Heng. He smashed it on
On your feet.
"Ouch!"
The kid bared his teeth and screamed, then jumped up to Chu Heng and said with a painful look on his face: "Brother, I'm injured too, I can't even move my feet."
"You bastard!"
Chu Heng raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, laughing and scolding: "It's just you, you little chicken thief, go ahead, take a break for three days before coming back."
"Oh, I'm leaving then, brother!" Lian Qing touched his head and laughed, turned around and ran away. His feet no longer hurt, and he was walking like flying.
Others were immediately dumbfounded.
Can it still be done like this?
At the same time, some people also started to have their own thoughts. After exchanging glances, a young man who got along well with Chu Heng and often chatted about the mountains silently picked up a copper rod as thick as his forearm and pushed it with all his strength.
Knocked on the forehead.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound resounded in the house, and the young man walked out of the crowd in a daze, looking at the big man with a hopeful look on his face: "Um, Chu Suo, I'm also injured. I hit my head, and I'm very dizzy."
He really wasn't lying, his head was really dizzy!
"Then get out!" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him, with a smile on his face, and looked at the others: "Is anyone else going to be hurt? You can leave without me."
They still don't understand what's going on. This is Chu Suo's excuse to give them a holiday!
"Yes, yes, I will be injured immediately!"
"Wait a minute, my head is going to hurt soon!"
"I'm hurt, I'm hurt, I smashed my hand!"
"Me too, look, my fingers are all red!"
Everyone in the room hurriedly acted. From top to bottom, without exception, they either found something for themselves, or banged their heads against the wall, then ran to Chu Heng, gave him a look, and then ran away in a swarm.
to the director's office.
"Oh."
Seeing that the room was empty in the blink of an eye, Chu Heng shook his head, smiled, and walked out with his hands behind his back.
There are some things that he has long been uncomfortable with.
What he did today can be regarded as a temporary act, and it can also be regarded as a kind of resistance.
