The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

A short, middle-aged man in a gray cadre uniform walked over.

"What's going on?" the chunky man asked, frowning.

"Director, they don't sleep at night and make a fuss, so let me say a few words." The middle-aged woman's fat face was full of flattering smiles, "Then this comrade insisted on asking my name..."

The chunky man frowned and looked at Tu Ziqiang.

"He's still swearing at people." Seeing that the director didn't know Tu Ziqiang, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, "He said I had a mother but no father..."

"Which unit do you belong to? Who gave you the courage to mess around in the petrochemical guest house? Huh? Swearing at people?" The director smelled of alcohol and had a stern attitude.

"Hey, your leadership level is really high..." Tu Ziqiang clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Is your waiter a judge? She says whatever she says? Is there anything reasonable?"

"Little bastard..." The director's eyes froze, and his spitting stars collapsed, his fat fingers almost pointed at the tip of Tu Ziqiang's nose, "Gao Yumei, call the police at the petrochemical police station!"

"Don't you want to be reasonable? I'll find you a place to be reasonable!" The director took two steps back and exited the room to prevent Tu Zi from being violent and hurting others.

This old boy didn't drink too much...

"Okay, I'll wait..." Tu Ziqiang smiled and pulled the chair to sit down, "Shuizi, take Juanzi back to the room, it's none of your business..."

Shui Ziliu understands, this is to ask him to ask Wang Ashun to find a laborer.

In the petrochemical guest house, Feigong must be easy to use.

"Don't leave!" The middle-aged woman stood behind the fat director and yelled, "It's so noisy, these three people must be having an improper relationship between men and women!"

As soon as Shui's eyes flowed, he was about to strike. He couldn't bear it, but Zheng Juan definitely couldn't bear it.

These men and women who started to fall in love will do anything for each other.

"You can think it over before you talk!" Tu Ziqiang grabbed Shui Ziliu's arm and stared at the middle-aged woman word by word.

"I'm suspicious, suspicious..." The woman shivered from Tu Ziqiang's fierce gaze, subconsciously lowered her head and took two steps back.

"The man stays, girl, let's go..." The fat director was a little sober, and knew that it was impossible to handle things too badly.

"Juanzi, go back and fix the door. Tell Xiaohua that we're fine..." Shui Ziliu turned around and blinked at Zheng Juan, Zheng Juan understood.

The fat director moved away slightly, let Zheng Juan leave, and the girl ran away...

The Fat Director stared at Tu Ziqiang and waited for him to subdue, but Tu Ziqiang disappointed him.

He didn't mean to give in at all, he just sat on the chair and smiled faintly.

"Gao Yumei, what are you waiting for, go and make a phone call!" The fat director burst into anger, "Little brat, you won't cry until you see the coffin!"

"Hey..." The woman hesitated a little and turned to make a phone call.

Inside and outside the room, there was only the panting sound of Fat Director, Tu Ziqiang stared at him with folded hands and smiled, while the water flowed by itself, sitting on the bed and picking his nails...

Soon...

"Director Feng, what's going on..." Meishan King Ah Shun walked over quickly, plopping.

"Technician Wang?" The fat director looked at Wang Ashun, then at Zheng Juan and Lu Xiaohua behind him, and instantly understood what was going on.

"They are my friends..." Wang Ashun took out a cigarette, but the fat director pouted and shook his head.

"No one's friends can disregard the rules and regulations of the guest house!" The fat director waved his fat hand, "Such social dregs must be sent in and educated!"

Who am I relying on? It turns out that I am a bad technician.

Although the fat director is the director of the petrochemical subordinate guest house, he is much higher than Wang Ashun.

Since there is no big boss behind these two boys, he must have an official tone in his heart.

"When we had dinner with Fei Gong yesterday, Fei Gong asked them to talk about work tomorrow." Wang Ashun was not stupid at all, knowing that his portion was not enough, he directly brought Fei Gong out.

Fat Director was a little hesitant, Fei Gong couldn't afford to offend him...

But maybe this fat man is pulling the tiger's skin and pulling the banner?

Gao Yumei has already gone to call the police, how embarrassing would she be if she dragged her?

"Director Feng, can this work?" Wang Ashun grinned, "After talking about work tomorrow, let them go to picket to report for education..."

Don't scratch the pole after talking about work?Report yourself to the police?

Go to the grave and burn newspapers to fool ghosts, you fat man.

The Fat Director knew that Wang Ashun was talking about Liaozhai, but by this time the alcohol had gone down a lot.

Even a few words of quarrel do not cause any serious hatred, now there are employees of the factory making peace, or let it go...

Fat director thought about it, so he went down the donkey and turned his head to look at Tu Ziqiang, who looked at him with his mouth pursed without saying a word, and the nasty smile no longer appeared on his face.

"They have to apologize to my employees!" Fat director finally chose to compromise.

Forget it, if you don't have the same knowledge as them, it's enough to earn enough face.

Shui Ziliu stretched out his hand and gently pulled Tu Ziqiang, which meant it was just like that.

Tu Ziqiang turned his head to look at his brother, pursed his lips and sighed secretly...

He was not a face-saving person in the first place, and now his alcoholism has gone down.

The parties concerned have the intention of reconciliation...

"Yes, sorry!" The woman just came back from the phone call, and found that Tu Ziqiang's group had become weaker, so she became more excited, "There are two things that mothers did not teach!"

This blow added fuel to the fire, and the eyeballs of the self-flowing eyes were red.

He was an orphan, so he hated others for calling him like that.

Tu Ziqiang couldn't bear it either, two lives, two sets of parents!

"Gao Yumei." Tu Ziqiang pointed at the middle-aged woman.

"Director Feng." The finger pointing at the woman pointed at the fat director with a slight twist.

After saying these two names, Tu Ziqiang patted Shui Ziliu's hand, and the latter hesitated for a moment, then sat on the bed angrily and sulked.

"Did you see it? Did you see it? It's not that I didn't give you face, Technician Wang!" The fat director became angry again.

"My name is Feng Zaichu! Remember it!" the fat director said viciously.

Wang Ashun rolled his eyelids, glanced at Tu Ziqiang, sighed, turned and left.

The pickets came very quickly, and after a while, the two blue uniforms arrived at the guest house.

Director Feng pouted for a moment, and the two blue uniforms were about to be handcuffed without saying a word.

Tu Ziqiang thought about being shameless, but never thought about being so shameless!

Just a quarrel, handcuffed without asking?ah?

It is not that we should understand the situation first, and then mediate after ascertaining the responsibility.

Should I bring it back only if the mediation fails?This Nima is too dark!

He even regrets it a little now, just bear with it just now.

This person was handcuffed out, and he was thrown into grandma's house!

"What's going on! Why do you gather so many people!" A thick male voice sounded.

Tu Ziqiang let out a long breath...

My mother, I scared your father and me to death!

"What's going on! What's going on! What are you doing!" A middle-aged man pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and squeezed in.

I didn't wait to take a lot of work, but I waited for Director Wu to come!

why did he come here?Figured it out in just a few hours?

No wonder someone in their forties can become a director of a big factory!

Tu Ziqiang now looks at Director Wu's face full of beards and feels very cordial!