Zhong Yong quickly jumped out of the car and was about to step forward to start a fight, but suddenly he realized that Xie Jinghu's assistant hadn't even moved.
well?
Then why do you run so fast?!
I ate too much on the plane and my stomach felt a little bumpy when I ran.
Zhong Yong took two steps back and let Xie Jinghu's assistant run ahead.
"Quick, grab your Mr. Xie."
Zhong Yong pronounces the word "your home" very strongly.
The assistant was still slow.
Zhong Yong saw that he was using Xie Jinghu's salary to vent his anger on Xie Jinghu, so he wanted Xie Jinghu to beat up Song Foxiang, right?
Yes, then you don’t have to worry.
If it's just a fight, there's nothing to be afraid of. After all, Xie will always have money to compensate.
Xie Jinghu often fought when he was young, but now he is no longer young. Mr.
Song Foxiang was hit because he failed to take precautions. After receiving a few punches from Xie Jinghu, Editor-in-Chief Song also began to fight back.
Editor-in-Chief Song is not as tall as Xie Jinghu, but his fighting style is that of a woman's bravado. He can't punch to the flesh, so he uses his hands, feet, and mouth, tearing, biting, and cursing. Editor-in-Chief Song is good at everything!
In this way of fighting, Chief Editor Song could fight back while lying on the ground without even having to stand up.
By the time Xie Jinghu's assistant realized something was wrong and rushed forward to separate the two, Mr. Xie had already accidentally received a very vicious 'tick-up' from Chief Editor Song - Mr. Xie covered his crotch and fell to Song Fo
Around the countryside.
Song Foxiang was held down by Xie Jinghu's assistant and could not launch a second attack, so he could only curse:
"Xiao Zou actually married a man with no qualities like you, bah! Let me go quickly, two are fighting one, what kind of man am I?"
After all, this was the entrance to Song Foxiang's unit. The editor-in-chief of the magazine was beaten, and several security guards rushed over to help.
"Editor Song, are you okay?"
"Who are you, you dare to do something here!"
The assistant did not dare to suppress Song Foxiang anymore, but let go to protect Xie Jinghu.
Song Foxiang was pulled up from the ground by the security guards. The first thing he did was to tidy up his hair with his hands.
It's a pity that the dirty marks on the white clothes cannot be wiped off.
Editor-in-chief Song, who always cared about his image, was rarely in such a sorry state. He was furious and wanted to kick Xie Jinghu again.
Zhong Yong never expected such a divine unfolding.
Mr. Xie...can't you even win a fight?!
Could it be that the leader asked me to follow him not to stop Mr. Xie, but to protect Mr. Xie?
Zhong Yong felt that he had eaten a little too much on the plane meal this morning. Xie Jinghu was still curled up on the ground. Zhong Yong held back his laughter and helped him: "Mr. Xie, are you okay?"
Xie Jinghu pointed at Song Foxiang, his fingers trembling, and he gritted his teeth: "...I'll kill you sooner or later!"
When Song Foxiang heard this, he said, good guy, you don't forget to say harsh words even if you lose?
Song Foxiang was not an ordinary person. Faced with the defeat of his men, Song Foxiang did not forgive generously. He chose to fight to the end.
In front of Xie Jinghu, he took out his mobile phone and called the police, asking the police comrades to come and protect him!
Zhong Yong supported Xie Jinghu and was completely amused.
I never expected that Editor-in-Chief Song would be such a god!
In Beijing, there are not many people who don't show off to Mr. Xie. When he came to Chengdu, Mr. Xie actually had to go to the police station to resolve disputes.
Xie Jinghu lost face, struggled to get up from the ground, threw away Zhong Yong's support and returned to the car.
Song Foxiang was worried that he could not find a reason to contact Zou Weijun.
It's a good time to go to the police station, Zou Weijun will always come to redeem his man.
People from the police station were on their way. Song Foxiang wanted to call Zou Weijun, but Zhong Yong stopped him: "Mr. Song, I think it is best for the dispute between you and Mr. Xie to be limited between the two of you. Don't let innocent people
People are involved, what does Mr. Song think?"
Xie Jinghu is a businessman at first glance, but Zhong Yong is not.
Zhong Yong still had a smile on his face when he spoke, and his tone was not intense, but Song Foxiang felt that Zhong Yong was a bit enigmatic.
"Who are you--"
"I'm just a nobody."
Zhong Yong still smiled, "I'm here to look after Mr. Xie. I can't let Mr. Xie act impulsively. Of course, if Mr. Song acts inappropriately, I will stop Mr. Song in turn."
Who are you? Stop me!
Song Foxiang snorted, but he didn't dial Zou Weijun's cell phone after all.
He wasn't afraid of Zhong Yong, he didn't want to embarrass Xiao Zou!
Xie Jinghu was sitting in the back seat of the car. The place where he was kicked by Song Foxiang was still very painful. Zhong Yong opened the door and came in. He first asked Xie Jinghu if he needed to go to the hospital for examination.
Xie Jinghu's face turned pale, "No need!"
Zhong Yong saw Xie Jinghu taking out his cell phone. After thinking for a moment, he finally advised: "Mr. Xie, there is no need to make this matter a big deal. This is Rongcheng after all."
If Mr. Xie wants to cause trouble, Zhong Yong doesn't care.
But this should not affect the reputation of the leader.
The two had a fight, and if Mr. Xie was willing, he could just say a few soft words to get over it.
However, with Mr. Xie's temper, it is impossible to say soft words, so the only option is to go to the police station to mediate... There is no need to alarm more people in such a dispute. It is really too embarrassing!
Of course, if Mr. Xie is not afraid of embarrassment, Zhong Yong can still help inform the Jiang family.
Xie Jinghu looked at Zhong Yong with gloomy eyes, but Zhong Yong didn't give in at all.
"Mr. Xie, our country is a society governed by the rule of law."
——Who made you hit someone impulsively?
I fought but didn't win.
In less than five minutes, people from the police station arrived. Song Foxiang's injuries were all on his face, but Xie Jinghu's injuries were in the dark. Although Xie Jinghu's high-end suit was also wrinkled, Song Foxiang looked more embarrassed.
And this is in front of the unit in Songfo Township.
There are witnesses.
There are surveillance cameras.
It was indeed Xie Jinghu who hit someone first out of nowhere.
The policemen at the police station took Xie Jinghu away without saying a word, and Song Foxiang also followed.
Zhong Yong secretly sent a message to Xie Qian explaining the situation, and then went to the police station to handle the matter.
…
"Have you heard that Song Foxiang was beaten in front of the unit?"
"Really or not, why did you hit him?"
"I heard it was an emotional dispute..."
"Driving a black Mercedes-Benz, the other party is quite rich."
The editorial and publishing departments where Song Foxiang and Zou Weijun worked were not in the same building, but this kind of gossip always spread quickly.
Song Foxiang was beaten, and there was an emotional dispute. When Zou Weijun's female colleagues were talking, they couldn't help but secretly look at Zou Weijun's expression.
The most recent emotional dispute in Song Foxiang was with Zou Weijun!
But Zou Weijun himself was so ignorant that he couldn't think of anything happening to him.
She and Xie Jinghu haven't contacted each other for almost a year.
In normal life, no one would mention Xie Jinghu in front of Zou Weijun.
Before leaving the capital, the relationship between Zou Weijun and Xie Jinghu was already very tense. Xie Jinghu was obsessed with foreign lovers. Zou Weijun suffered from this and even believed that he was a failure in love.
How could she have thought that Xie Jinghu would come to Chengdu from the capital just because someone wrote a poem to pursue her?
I never expected Xie Jinghu to hit someone.
These kind of benefits should only be given to Xie Jinghu's precious lover.
