The security team leader Bai went to Manager Gao and told him about the situation. Manager Gao also felt worried and said, "I'm afraid it wouldn't be good if he fired on the first day he came here. Besides, these prisoners who have been released from prison are not easy to mess with. In case of revenge,
What should we do?"
Manager Gao lowered his head in deep thought, and then said after a while: "Let's observe him for a while, find some minor problems, and deduct his salary until he resigns. This will not intensify the conflict."
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At the gate of the district, Wang Zhijun said regretfully: "Oh, I won't be able to smoke your cigarettes anymore. Manager Gao will definitely fire you now."
Liu Ziguang glared: "Dare you!"
Wang Zhijun came over and asked: "Brother, are you really from the mountain?"
Liu Ziguang pretended to be harmless and said, "Do you think I look alike?"
"Elephant! It's so similar, the way it behaves is different from ordinary people..."
"Okay, nothing will happen now. I'll go out for a walk, and you can help me carry it." Liu Ziguang threw the remaining half bag of Zhonghua to Wang Zhijun, took out the remote control key of Ma Liu and pressed it. The car in the distance made a crisp sound.
In response, he didn't even change into his security uniform, and just drove away in his car. Wang Zhijun was left exclaiming: "Damn, the manager only drives the Elantra, he drives the M6, this guy is really awesome."
After being away from my hometown for too long, Jiangbei City has undergone earth-shaking changes. High-rise buildings have risen from the ground, the roads are wide and clean, the fountains in the square are tinkling, and the green trees cover the area. The area where Liu Ziguang sold sausages on a cart eight years ago has become a bustling place.
In the commercial street, men and women passed by in a hurry, which really made Liu Ziguang feel like he was in another world.
Eight years have passed and I still have nothing to live up to. How to let my parents spend their old age peacefully and how to get ahead and improve their living conditions has become the biggest problem at present.
With so many clues and no way to start, Liu Ziguang, who was anxious and anxious, drove his car left and right on the street. A police motorcycle spotted the car on the side of the road, which was serious and violated traffic regulations, so it sounded its siren and chased after him.
As the police chased him, Liu Ziguang became even more excited. He kept changing the accelerator, clutch and brake gears, and flew forward like a fish in the traffic.
Unknowingly, he got rid of the police motorcycle and saw an open high road in front of him. Liu Ziguang suddenly woke up, stepped on the brakes, and the car was lying on the road.
Instead of racking your brains to think about how to achieve something, it is better to start from the smallest things. As the old saying goes, how can you sweep the world if you don't sweep one house? If you can't even be a security guard, how can you get ahead?
Only by integrating into this society can you find a path that suits you, show your strengths, and stand out.
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After making up his mind, Liu Ziguang turned the steering wheel and returned to Zhicheng Garden to go to work.
When he arrived at the gate of the community, he saw a long line of cars jammed in. Several of them were still honking their horns impatiently. Liu Ziguang parked the car on the side of the road and walked to the gate to see a black Honda Fit.
He was entrenched outside in the gate, the car door was locked, and the driver was nowhere to be found.
You must know that this is the entrance to the community, only one can get in and out. This Fit is lying across the door. More than a dozen cars outside can't get in. It's the rush hour after get off work, and the number of vehicles is still increasing. But Wang Zhijun can't get in. Very anxious.
"Brother Liu, you're here, something bad has happened." Seeing Liu Ziguang come back, Wang Zhijun, sweating profusely, ran over to complain to him.
"What's going on?" Liu Ziguang asked.
“The Honda was going against the grain and was about to go out, when a car came in. Both parties were at odds with each other and were unwilling to back out, so they started to push each other. I tried to persuade them for a long time to no avail. The owner of the Honda simply got out of the car and walked away. This was terrible.
, our bonuses are in vain."
Liu Ziguang said curiously: "It's not right to go out on the wrong side of the road, but you dare to do this, you're against him! Call the police and have his car towed."
Wang Zhijun said: "I called the traffic police and they said the roads in the community are not under their control."
Liu Ziguang said: "Then did you report it to the manager?"
Wang Zhijun said with a grimace: "Didn't you just say it? If we go to the manager, our bonuses will be over."
"That's it..." Liu Ziguang held his cheek and thought for a while. At this time, there were more cars outside, and the sirens were honking one after another. The residents coming in and out were also looking at him sideways. Liu Ziguang raised his eyebrows and snatched it from Wang Zhijun's hand.
On the walkie-talkie, he pressed the talk button and said: "The guy from the garage, the guy from the exit, come here for support."
After a while, two security guards trotted over. They were shocked when they saw this scene. Liu Ziguang said: "Guys, do me a favor and lift this car aside."
Wang Zhijun said: "The guy driving the Honda seems to be not easy to mess with. Before he left, he said that anyone who dared to touch his car would look bad."
Liu Ziguang sneered: "Niao Fei, you are violating social ethics and being polite, look up! If anything happens, it will be mine."
Now that Liu Ziguang had taken care of everything, everyone worked together to lift the Honda. Thanks to the sharp reduction of Japanese cars, the four of them easily lifted it to the side. A long line of traffic was blocked outside and slowly drove into the community.
Every driver who passed by the security guards honked their horns in greeting. The four security guards looked at each other, and a sense of professional honor arose spontaneously.
At this moment, an angry curse rang out: "Damn it, 13, who touched my car?" A red young man wearing crotchless pants came angrily from outside the community and went straight to the security guards.
Liu Ziguang's eyebrows stood up, and he was about to go up and beat him up, but Wang Zhijun stopped him.
"Brother Liu, don't be impulsive. If you hit the owner, you will definitely be laid off. Let me do it."
Wang Zhijun walked up to him with a smile on his face, first saluted, then apologized, and explained in a slow voice. However, the red-haired man became even more arrogant, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his thin arms that were like dragons and tigers, and took off Wang Zhijun's arms.
He grabbed his big-brimmed hat and grabbed his collar and yelled: "Isn't he just a watchdog? If you dare to touch my car, I can't beat your 13-year-old son to death."
The tall and strong Wang Zhijun was pushed and scolded by this 1.6-meter-tall young man, with a smile on his honest face. Even the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore, but in view of the tattoos on Hong Mao's body, everyone only dared to whisper.
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At this time, Liu Ziguang didn't take any action. He just hugged his arms and watched the excitement. He wanted to see how long Wang Zhijun could endure it.
They were all young men at the age of twenty, and no one was born to be bullied. As expected, Wang Zhijun's patience reached the critical point, he pushed Hong Mao away, pointed at something on the ground and shouted: "Pick it up for me.
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The thin Hongmao was pushed and staggered, almost falling over. In anger, he not only refused to pick it up, but also stepped on the things on the ground. Wang Zhijun's eyes turned red when he saw it. He grabbed Hongmao's arm and a beautiful
He knocked him to the ground with a grappling movement. Hongmao was stunned. It took him a long time to get up and ran away with a limp.
There was a burst of applause from all around, and the residents dispersed after seeing the excitement. A smile appeared on Liu Ziguang's lips and asked: "Zhijun, are you really a soldier who feeds pigs?"
Wang Zhijun picked up a small badge from the ground, carefully wiped off the dust on it, proudly wore it on his left chest and said, "Isn't that right? I have been feeding sows for three years."
Under the setting sun, a golden umbrella-wing badge shone brightly on his heart.