Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 330 Action
broadcasting room.

Yu Haitang blushed because of Zhou Hongyue and Yang Weimin's affairs.

She has seen shameless people, but she has never seen such shameless people.

Prying away other people's boyfriends and showing off in front of others is really disgusting.

And Yang Weimin is not a thing, he even cooperates with Zhou Hongyue to bully her.

Fortunately, Li Weidong came in time and rescued her.

Yu Haitang was so grateful at this time, she felt Li Weidong's warmth and care, and at the same time strengthened her love for him.

She looked at Li Weidong affectionately, and bravely expressed her heart: "Brother Weidong, thank you~"

The corners of Yu Haitang's mouth are raised slightly, showing a sweet smile; her cheeks will be slightly flushed, as if a ray of warm sunshine is shining on her face; her figure will also become more elegant, soft and beautiful, exuding Charming breath.

Before Li Weidong could react, she stepped forward and put her arms around Li Weidong. When she raised her eyes, the corners of her eyes were full of charm.

"Brother Weidong, I want to be with you."

Feeling the warmth through the clothes, Li Weidong could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

He rubbed Yu Haitang's black and smooth hair, and looked up to see a desk in the middle of the office.

That's it!

Happy times are always short.

Half an hour later, the smell in the house became stronger.

Li Weidong got dressed and stood up to open the window. He felt that the bright red wintersweet flowers outside the window were more vivid.

"Brother Weidong, why did you come to the studio by such a coincidence today?"

Compared with just now, Yu Haitang now has watery eyes, a smile on her lips, and a more charming and enchanting temperament.

Li Weidong looked away and looked at her pitifully: "It just so happens that I have an audio draft, and I need your studio's help to broadcast it."

When it comes to work, Yu Haitang immediately becomes professional.

She buttoned the collar of her jacket, reached out to take the manuscript from Li Weidong's hand, and read it carefully.

"Well, the manuscript is very well written. It uses vivid metaphors, rich vocabulary and wonderful sentence patterns to make the article full of vitality and charm. Every paragraph is closely related to the theme and the logic is clear. This is a dynamic and Inspiring article, unforgettable."

As she said that, her eyes lit up: "Brother Weidong, this is the best manuscript I have ever seen, comparable to the manuscripts in newspapers. Did you write this manuscript?"

"Yes." Li Weidong nodded.With a ten-thousand-fold experience system, he now only needs to read a few books and newspapers, and his writing level is similar to those of the old editors.

"It's amazing~" Yu Haitang exclaimed, stepped forward, leaned against Li Weidong, and whispered, "Brother Weidong, can you teach me how to write articles? You know, I applied for the promotion exam this year, Feeling unsure."

Announcers are also rated, divided into broadcasting director, chief announcer, first-level announcer, second-level announcer, third-level announcer, and trainee announcer.

Yu Haitang is now an intern announcer, and the establishment is still a worker establishment. Only when he is admitted to the third-level announcer can he officially become an announcer and can be transferred to a cadre establishment.

Of course, by studying the article, the two of them will have an excuse to be alone
Yu Haitang also felt guilty when she put on her clothes just now.

After all, Li Weidong is Yu Li's husband, and she is hurting Yu Li when she is with Li Weidong.

but.

If Yu Li doesn't know, doesn't that mean there is no harm?
Moreover.

Yu Li is her elder sister, and she will give her any good things.

She didn't do too much.

Even if Yu Li knew, she wouldn't blame her.

Li Weidong knew what Yu Haitang was thinking, but he didn't point it out. He looked at her cute little face and nodded.

"Of course you can. To learn broadcasting, you still need to read a few books related to broadcasting."

"Yeah." Yu Haitang nodded repeatedly.

After the two chatted for a while, Li Weidong left the studio and returned to the workshop.

At this time, the air in the room had been refreshed, Yu Haitang tidied up the desk, and then started a new day of work.

"Comrades workers, comrades workers, now let me read to you an article written by Comrade Li Weidong from the Poverty Alleviation Workshop. The title of the article is "Endless life, endless struggle."

Yu Haitang's passionate voice instantly spread throughout the rolling mill through the loudspeakers all over the rolling mill.

The machines in the workshop roared, and the workers became more motivated when they heard the sound of the radio.

But, why does Yu Haitang's voice seem extraordinarily cheerful today!

"It hurts, it hurts. Take it easy."

After Yang Weimin left the studio, Zhou Hongyue took him to the medical room.

Doctor Zhang in the medical room stepped forward to check on Yang Weimin's injuries.

He frowned: "Section Chief Yang, your face is seriously injured, what happened?"

"It fell." Yang Weimin said with some embarrassment.

"Did you fall?" Dr. Zhang looked at Yang Weimin suspiciously. It was a miracle that he could get a slap print on his face.

But he didn't ask too much, and took out a glass bottle from the medicine cabinet.

"There are no other anti-inflammatory drugs, only red syrup."

Zhou Hongyue frowned: "Doctor, Brother Weimin's injury is very serious. If we only use red medicine, will there be scars?"

Yang Weimin is a pretty boy, it would be ugly if he got a scar on his face.

Doctor Zhang said with a smile: "It's not a big problem, the corner of his mouth is a little broken."

"...That's OK."

Enduring the pain, Yang Weimin applied red medicine and followed Zhou Hongyue out of the infirmary.

Hearing Yu Haitang's voice in the air, he suddenly felt bad.

That voice reminded him of the humiliation he had just suffered.

"Damn Li Weidong, I will definitely make you look good!" Yang Weimin cursed viciously.

Zhou Hongyue curled her lips and said, "Brother Weimin, I heard that Li Weidong has practiced and learned how to beat jujube sticks. Most people are no match for him at all."

The biggest hobby of truck drivers is bragging and farting. The story of Li Weidong catching a gas rat has long spread throughout the rolling mill.

"The jujube stick method" Although Yang Weimin didn't know what the jujube stick method was, it sounded like it was difficult to deal with.

He gritted his teeth in hatred, is there no hope for revenge?
Yang Weimin and Zhou Hongyue walked along the road to the office, and when they reached the toilet, Yang Weimin stopped suddenly.

"Brother Weimin, what's the matter?" Zhou Hongyue asked curiously,

"I figured out how to deal with Li Weidong!" Yang Weimin looked extremely excited.

"How to deal with it?"

"I am not Li Weidong's opponent, but I know a few Qingpis. Let them lie in ambush on Li Weidong's way to get off work, and I don't believe that Li Weidong is their opponent!" Yang Weimin gritted his teeth, his eyes burst out with hatred.

Zhou Hongyue also often hangs out on the streets, and knows the way the Qingpis behave, they are really good at holding bayonets.

She pursed her lips, and said with some concern: "This is not good. If someone dies, the security department will track it down, and we will have nothing to do with it."

"Don't worry, the person I'm looking for is very reliable. Besides, I will be transferred to the timber factory in two days. Even if I check, I won't be able to find us."

Yang Weimin couldn't help laughing when he thought of Li Weidong's stomach being pierced by a bayonet and bright red blood flowing all over the ground.

"Li Weidong, let you compete with me for Yu Haitang, go to hell!"

Zhou Hongyue curled her lips: "So you are still doing it for Yu Haitang!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Weimin grabbed her neckline.

"Zhou Hongyue, don't mind my affairs!"

Yang Weimin's fierce look made Zhou Hongyue shudder uncontrollably.

In the past, Yang Weimin was always polite, like a teacher in a university, but now he has become like a ruffian.

Could this be his true face?

Zhou Hongyue felt that she didn't know Yang Weimin as well as she thought.

Seeing Zhou Hongyue's pale face, Yang Weimin also realized that he had lost his composure, so he quickly let go, grabbed Zhou Hongyue's arm and comforted him.

"Hongyue, I was out of breath just now. You also know what it means for a man to be slapped in the face."

"Ever since I was a child, even my parents have never touched me, and now Li Weidong slaps me."

"He threw my dignity on the ground and crushed it with the soles of his stinking shoes."

Yang Weimin's half-truth and half-false explanation and his painful appearance made Zhou Hongyue's heart soften immediately, and she stretched out her hand to hold Yang Weimin's hand.

"Brother Weimin, I understand you, let's find someone to clean up Li Weidong."

"Thank you, Hongyue, you are so kind to me, meeting you is the greatest luck in my life." Yang Weimin said affectionately.

Zhou Hongyue melted in the deep affection, and a blush climbed from her snow-white and slender neck to her cheeks.

"Bah"

She closed her eyes and felt a bite on her cheek.

Yang Weimin suppressed his nausea, and said with a smile, "However, Hongyue, I need your help with something."

Zhou Hongyue opened her eyes.

"I forgot to bring money today, you also know that I need money to ask those green skins to help." Of course Yang Weimin has money, but he can use women's money, why spend his own money?
"how much?"

"50 yuan." Seeing Zhou Hongyue's hesitation, Yang Weimin hurriedly explained: "You also know that the price must be higher if you want to find reliable people. I'm also thinking about our safety. You don't want to be tracked down either." Are you there?"

".that's true."

50 yuan is considered a huge sum of money in this era, and most people simply cannot afford it.

However, Zhou Hongyue is not an ordinary person, but the daughter of Zhou Zhi, the deputy director of the timber factory.

She hesitated for a while, although she was reluctant, but finally, driven by love, she handed over the money to Yang Weimin.

After receiving the money, Yang Weimin smiled and said, "I'm going to find someone now, you should go back to the office first."

"Fine."

Zhou Hongyue didn't really want to go back.

After all, she had just quarreled with Yu Haitang just now, but she couldn't say no to Yang Weimin.

After the two left, Sha Zhu came out of the toilet with his pants up.

Looking at Yang Weimin's back, Shazhu stared wide-eyed: "This guy wants to harm Brother Weidong?"

Yang Weimin came to the fitter workshop with his hands behind his back, and asked the workers to call Ma San out of the workshop.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ma San walked out casually.

Seeing Yang Weidong's face, the cigarette fell to the ground.

"I'm obedient, for the people, what's wrong with you?"

"I was beaten!" Yang Weimin covered his face and said angrily.

Ma San's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

"Who in our rolling mill is so bold, dare to take action against you, Section Chief Yang."

Yang Weimin waved his hand: "Don't mention this, I'm looking for you this time because I want you to help me clean up a person."

"Clean up people, I'm good at it! Who to clean up?" Ma San rubbed his hands.He thought he could make a fortune this time.

"Li Weidong."

"What? Li Weidong." Ma San looked a little hesitant, "I heard that kid has learned it before."

"Isn't it the jujube stick method?" Yang Weimin interrupted him, and said in a cold voice: "I don't believe it anymore, he is unarmed, and you are carrying knives, so you can't be his opponent."

"Besides, no matter how powerful he is, he is still alone. When did you not go up with seven or eight people?"

It is a well-known fact that Qingpi in Beijing likes to fight in groups.

"That's true." Ma San nodded, "We are brothers, and it's my Ma San's duty to help brothers. But, I have to hire someone."

"Tell me, how much is it?" Yang Weimin interrupted him again.

"Ten yuan." Ma San gritted his teeth and offered a high price.

Yang Weimin took out 20 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Ma San: "Here is 20 yuan. I want Li Weidong to lie on the bed for three months without moving!"

"Bag man? That's easy!" Ma San happily took the money, and said in his heart that Yang Weimin was really taken advantage of, and only five yuan was enough for this job.

It was 15 yuan for nothing, and I went to drink a little wine at night, and I was very happy.

After receiving the money, Ma San also became professional: "When will we do it?"

"Of course, the sooner the better." Yang Weimin pondered for a moment, raised his head and said, "It's better today. Li Weidong is now a celebrity in the rolling mill. If there is an attack, the security department will definitely investigate. Tomorrow our actions may not be easy. few."

"Brother, you have a flexible mind, okay, I'll go out and make arrangements now, and I promise to let Li Weidong lie on the hospital bed tonight."

Ma San chuckled, with a hint of ferocity drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Time passed quietly.

The shadow of the workshop of the rolling mill gradually lengthens.

Unknowingly, the time came to the off-duty time.

Yang Weimin couldn't close his mouth when he thought that Li Weidong would be given a harsh hand gesture later.

In order to avoid suspicion, he deliberately left the rolling mill a little later.

Riding a bicycle, along the dim path, Yang Weimin galloped towards the courtyard.

At this time Zhou Hongyue should have been waiting for him in the courtyard.

Heh, people are on the bed, rice is in the pot, and the little days are beautiful.

In the ditch by the roadside, Li Weidong heard the sound of bicycle wheels rubbing against the ground, and raised his head to take a look.

I saw Yang Weimin passing by on a bicycle.

He covered his face with his scarf, picked up a wooden stick, and rushed out.

He caught up with the bicycle in three or two steps, and the wooden stick was inserted into the banner of the front wheel of the bicycle.

Only a "click" sound was heard.

Under the action of huge inertia, Yang Weimin flew out of the bicycle.

With his face on the ground, he fell hard to the ground.

Fortunately, there was a stone on the ground.

The skull is harder than a rock.

Stone wins.

The ground was dotted with blood.

(End of this chapter)