The setting sun and the seagulls fly together, and the sea water and the sky are the same color.

As evening approaches, it is time to get off work again. In the orange sunset, Qin Dong hurried out of the office building with an artificial leather bag.

The Beijing 212 Jeep has been bathed in the sunset, and the driver Wang Liang has also taken the driving position.

"You go and do it," Qin Dong opened the car door, "I'll go to the biscuit factory, and I'll go to the main factory tonight." These days, he has been busy, and he runs at both the main factory and the branch factory. He has to manage the second branch factory during the day, and handle sales matters at night, and dispatch the production work of the main factory.

The 212 Jeep horn made a short sound, and several new security officers immediately pushed open the silver factory door, and the Jeep rushed all the way towards the biscuit factory.

Behind him, Wang Liang looked at the jeep that was leaving, patted his butt, and walked back into the office...

...

Setting up a small stall is better than a county magistrate; once a trumpet sounds, you won’t be a high-ranking official.

When I got off work, the bicycle tide was surging at the entrance of the biscuit factory. With the crisp ringtones and laughter, Du Xiaoju saw the military-green jeep. When she heard the brief whistle, the brightest sunset bloomed on her face.

"Xiaoju, your Director Qin is here to pick you up again."

"From now on, Xiaoju, you don't have to ride a bicycle to work, just let Director Qin take you..."

"Car pick up and drop off, our Xiaoju is the real leader..."

...

Several older sisters were joking with Du Xiaoju. Looking at Qin Dong standing in front of the jeep, an older sister couldn't help but sigh, "How long has it been? When you were sitting on a slap two years ago, you were still in front of you now. Now you are taking a jeep again."

"We are still riding bicycles now..." A young female worker smiled heartily, "Xiao Ju, we will enjoy the pleasure of riding a jeep one day. My son has been clamoring to take a car..."

Du Xiaoju also responded to everyone's jokes with a smile. Joke, Qin Dong has been promoted too quickly in recent years, and it is both a shoulder and a jeep. There are always people who want to be jealous, but the biscuit factory knows Du Xiaoju's character. This is a girl with good heart, good temper and good personality. Some people feel it is difficult to say something bad.

Well, Du Xiaoju slowed down and Qin Dong was greeting the director and secretary of the biscuit factory.

"Xiao Ju, your Qin Dong is now all about factory directors, and the levels are different." A female worker envied, "You can't look down on us sisters in the future..."

"Where did you go?" Du Xiaoju looked at her angrily, and then held her arm affectionately. The two of them whispered, but her eyes looked at the young factory manager with great spirit from time to time...

The two of them have been together these days. After getting on the jeep, Du Xiaoju kept looking at Qin Dong, but Qin Dong grabbed her hand. Du Xiaoju didn't struggle and let him hold it like this. A sweet feeling suddenly rose in the narrow space.

"Hey, how many days have I not seen Uncle Du?" Holding Du Xiaoju's hand, Qin Dong asked Du Yuan with a smile.

Yes, since Du Yuan said that after he ignored Qin Dong, this stubborn old man has stopped going to Mingcui Liu Hotel, and the Qin family has stopped coming. He cooks two dishes at home and drinks wine. He often drinks it until he ends up getting himself drunk.

"What's his own competing with himself?" Qin Dong smiled and stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove straight towards Mingcui Liu Hotel. "You really don't care about me anymore? Don't worry, he has to care about it in the past two days, just take a look..."

"He actually just didn't worry about you," Du Xiaoju explained for his father, "Dadong, you... are you okay. When I saw the cigarettes in your factory the day before yesterday, everyone thought it was on fire..."

"I'm fine," Qin Dong held her hand hard, "There are struggles everywhere, they can't make waves. When will the men in Zhongjiawa be bears?"

They, Du Xiaoju, immediately thought of Lei Xiguang and Du Xudong, although she did not know the latter.

Since Du Xudong was fired, factories in the whole district have spread all over the region. Nowadays, the factory manager of any factory will not fire a worker at will. The workers dare to slap the table with the factory manager, but the factory manager has no choice but to take the workers. This is the factory in the 1980s!

However, Qin Dong fired such a gangster. The sisters and elder sister in the same department reminded her and told her to tell Qin Dong to be careful, as this person is not a good person.

...

"careful."

Qin Dong and Du Xiaoju were in the car, but they didn't know that Du Xiaoshu was already red in front of Mingcui Liu Hotel. Even Zhong Xiaojun, who was following behind, picked up the iron shovel beside the door.

The men in Zhongjiawa are all bloody and never suffer from fighting. The young men in front of him who were drunk from noon to now, patting their butts and wanting to leave. Liuzhi stepped forward to pay the bill. The young men said badly and touched them. Du Xiaoshu, who rushed over from behind, picked up the beer bottle on the table and opened a scoop for a young man.

Zhong Xiaoyong directly grabbed another person's arm, and the few people fought together in a blink of an eye.

"Who dares to go wild in the murder street? I'm tired of living!"

Hearing the noise, Zheng Haifeng, who was tall and strong, rushed over with a group of old and young men on the murder street, including kitchen knives, fried spoons, rolling pins... There were many people and many people, and they smashed these young people to the ground in just a few seconds.

"Give the money." Du Xiaoshu kicked the leader hard.

"No money..." Several young men were all bleeding from their heads, bruised noses, swollen faces, and dirty bodies. They were lying pitifully on the ground. If they had known this was a wolf's nest, they wouldn't have come to kill them.

"You don't have money, are you still having a meal?" Behind him stood Zheng Haifeng and a group of shop owners, chefs, Du Xiaoshu squatted down and grinned and pulled the young man's long hair. Well, he couldn't help but be stunned, "It's you!"

"It's not me." The other party looked at Du Xiaoshu in horror and quickly denied it.

"If you weren't, you'd be surprised!" Du Xiaoshu didn't bother him to have dirty heads and pulled open his long hair. Sure enough, there was a new scar on the back of his head, and the hair had not even grown out of the scar.

"My day!"

This is the person who smashed the glass of the old Qin family that day. The new and old hatreds were calculated together, and Du Xiaoshu actually stood up.

This fight was really tasteless. These young men couldn't help but beat them up. It seemed that Du Xiaoshu wanted to forget it, and Zheng Haifeng and others were smoking and laughing and preparing to leave.

"Ao!"

A scream made everyone turn their heads, but the scene in front of them made them dumbfounded and frightened!

The young man had already fallen to the ground with blood flowing from his mouth, and Du Xiaoshu was kicking him rolling all over the ground with his feet.

The head, face, body, legs, and that part appeared in front of him. Du Xiaozhi kicked the part hard, completely ignoring his life and death. The blood slowly soaked the young man's hair and flowed into his eyes. Du Xiaoshu kicked endlessly regardless of whether he was asking.

Du Xiaoshu's figure was not thick, very thin and short, but his momentum at this moment made Zheng Haifeng and others scatter. The dull sound of kicking the body accompanied by the young man's scream made everyone present feel suffocated. The momentum that came to his face made everyone present dare not make any sound.

This kid is such a bad star!

Zheng Haifeng couldn't smoke his cigarette. This kid is now a tiger going down the mountain. In the eyes of the King of Beasts, the others are lambs to be slaughtered!

"Stop kicking, Xiaoshu, if you kick it again, you will kick him to death." Looking at the young man's face, white foam flowing, willow branches hurriedly stopped him.

Zheng Haifeng also walked forward and grabbed Du Xiaoshu's arm, "Okay, it's really a death to kick again."

Du Xiaoshu didn't even look at Zheng Haifeng, and walked towards the other young men. The other people looked at him in horror and immediately began to slapped their mouths, "...I was wrong, we were wrong."

The voice was crisp and the slap was loud, and purple marks appeared on the faces of several people in a while.

Du Xiaoshu turned around and looked around the neighbors in the murder street. No one dared to raise his head and look at him, and the whole audience was silent.

"roll"!
Chapter completed!