20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 542
Director Lin frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you back then that you should ask your uncle to handle this matter? You didn't even come over to discuss the sale of the land. Look at what's going on now." ?”

Xiaowei said: "If someone wants to sell their own house, they have to come over to discuss it with you? Who are you? Why are you so big-faced?" Originally, Xiaowei came here to discuss it calmly, and he also had something in his heart. There are some solutions, but meeting such an unreasonable director is too embarrassing, and his temper grows stronger.

Director Lin looked at Xiao Liu with a cold face, and said: "What should we do now? Just use such a place with a bigger butt, how much is it worth? Why are your family so selfish? Tell me, can you still Work in the neighborhood committee? Do you know how much I have worried about your work?"

Xiaowei was amused, it was really the first time he met such a person.

Turning to look at Xiao Liu, Xiao Wei asked, "Are you Brother Zhang's younger brother?"

Xiao Liu nodded, and Xiao Wei said, "How much do you pay for working here for a month?"

Xiao Liu smiled and said, "You are the one who bought my house? Our salary is not high, one hundred and fifty a month."

Xiaowei waved his hand and said, "I'll call you sister-in-law too, we're also destined. In the future, don't work here. When you come to our factory, you can earn more than 300 yuan even if you cook rice. What is this anger for?"

Director Lin looked at Xiaowei and said nothing, and Xiao Liu asked, "Really? Where is your factory? What do you do?"

The strong old lady said: "This is a state unit. Is it comparable to you, a private workshop capitalist? It is you people who are so focused on money that they have brought down the atmosphere of this society. Xiao Liu, what do you think?" Well, it’s not that easy to get into a national unit now.”

Xiaowei cut it and said: "What kind of state unit are you? What level? Does the state administrative unit have a neighborhood committee? What level are you? It sounds like the truth. It is unreasonable to seize other people's land and rely on it not to give it is justice, isn't it? If the national units were like yours, the country would have been abandoned long ago."

Director Lin said, "What are you guys talking about? Who took your land and refused to give it to you?"

Xiaowei said: "Is that for you? Move out quickly, I want to use the land."

Director Lin said: "We are using the land of Lao Zhang's family. What does it have to do with you? Did you buy and sell the land privately through us? Did you discuss it with us? I don't admit it. You should go where and don't make trouble here. , looking at you gives me a headache."

Xiaowei said: "What do you do? What do you mean? You have to admit and discuss with you after selling their own land? What kind of Kiba thing are you? You are shameless."

Director Lin suddenly stood up, pointed at Xiaowei and questioned: "Who are you scolding? The little bastard gave you a face. Xiao Li, call the police station and call the police. Lawless, lawless, lawless."

As soon as the door opened, a 26-year-old man looked in and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old lady Zhuangda pointed to Xiaowei and said, "He came here to make trouble, scolding your mother."

The man opened the door and came over to Director Lin and asked, "Did he scold you?"

Director Lin said angrily: "You don't need to take care of it, let the police take care of it."

The man turned his head and looked at Xiaowei: "You are MLGB, I am from CNGM." He reached out and grabbed Xiaowei's hair.

Xiaowei moved his head back, the man's hand caught nothing, and the other hand punched Xiaowei's face.

Xiaowei took half a step back and dodged the fist. He hit the man's nose with his left hand, grabbed his hair and pulled it forward, and stepped forward with his left leg to touch the man's leg. I stumbled from behind, followed the man's backward struggle with his left hand and sent it forward violently. With a twist of his waist, the man fell to the ground with a slap, and he raised his right fist to hit his face. Smash it down.

The man struggled and dodged in a hurry, one hand was on Xiaowei's left hand that was holding his hair, and the other hand was swinging to block the punch, cursing non-stop, and kicking his feet in pain.

Xiaowei didn't make a sound, his left hand tightly grabbed the opponent's hair, and his right hand punched him down. Soon the man's nose and mouth were bleeding, and his eye sockets were also swollen. During the struggle, the BB machine on Xiaowei's waist He was ripped off and fell to the side. Xiaowei's shirt was torn apart by the man along his pocket, and several footprints were kicked on his chest.

Director Lin was not calm at all at the moment, and screamed and cursed loudly. The big old lady was calling the police: "The police station? Come on, come on, someone ran into a state agency and beat people here kill."

"Where are you?"

"Hurry up, why ask at this time? We are a government unit."

"May I ask which government unit you are in? Where is your address?"

"You are not finished." The old lady Zhuang quarreled with the phone, and another old lady beside her who was not small but not tall took the phone from the old lady Zhuang: "Hello, comrade, this is Wanliu Neighborhood Committee, oh, listen, listen, someone came to our place to commit murder, our director’s children are going to be beaten to death.”

Director Lin's son tried to stand up several times but failed, but he was very strong and never convinced, and finally bruised Xiaowei's face a few times. Grabbing each other's hair, the two were too close.

Director Lin was "protected" by a few old ladies behind him, cursing hissingly. There were many people in the room at the moment, leaning against the wall to watch and discuss in a low voice. The old ladies and half-old ladies in the office were huddled together, and outside the window glass were all faces fighting to be the first.

The younger brother and sister with a beard, Xiao Liu, stood by the side helplessly, and kept urging: "Stop beating, stop beating, the police are coming. They are bleeding, so stop beating."

The rest of the old ladies and half-old ladies all clenched their fists angrily and stared at Xiaowei.

Crash, the two people tore and bumped the desk, and the documents on the desk were scattered all over the floor.

Creaking, the chair bumped crookedly.

Several times the other party's hand reached Xiaowei's head, but nothing came back. In this day and age, bald and cropped heads are weapons in themselves, and the fluttering hair is a handle for others?
After tearing for a long time, Xiaowei's left hand holding the opponent's hair was sore. After a little relaxation, he finally broke free. The buddy turned over a few times and finally stood up. He just wiped the blood on his chin , Xiaowei had already rushed over, punched him on the eye socket, and knocked him back.

Xiaowei grabbed his right shoulder with his right hand and pushed it into his arms. He took a step and threw him to the ground again. His stomach was like two feet. It's not that he didn't want to kick his face. This buddy was also a fight before. In the process of falling down, he tightly covered his face.

(End of this chapter)