AWB Chapter 1028: I'll hold up the sky if it falls!
Chapter 1028: I'll hold up the sky if it falls!
"Wake up!"
The girl with curly hair shook her newly done nails and said, "I want someone with a willow waist and fox eyes who knows how to handle things."
After saying that, he deliberately twisted his waist and walked past the director's office door.
The crowd burst into laughter.
In this workshop of about 200 female workers, everyone knows that those with pretty features have already "reported their work" to the director.
Several girls who were of marriageable age felt their ears burning and their words became more and more outrageous.
Zhou Qi followed behind with his hands behind his back, and saw Director Zeng kick the door of the security room loudly.
The greasy-haired guy turned around and pointed at his nose: "Check this kid! He might have stolen silk from the factory!"
"Steal your uncle!"
Zhou Qi took a quick step forward, his size 42 safety shoes firmly imprinted on the front of the other person's suit.
Seven or eight security guards exchanged glances with each other, but did not move - their resentment about being ordered around to buy cigarettes and pour tea turned into interest in watching the fun.
Zhou Qi raised his leg and kicked the man over, then stepped hard on his raised right arm.
After the crisp "crack" sound, it is estimated that the arm is broken.
Director Zeng howled in pain: "You are all fucking dead! You just watched me get beaten and didn't do anything! Believe it or not, I will kill you all!"
Seven or eight security guards then rushed up and held Zhou Qi.
"Are you tired of living? How dare you act wildly in the silk factory!"
"Do you know whose territory this is?"
"Director Zeng, you dare to move? Just wait for jail time!"
The security guards formed a semicircle holding rubber sticks, each of them looking as if they were facing a great enemy.
The man named Zeng staggered to his feet. The piercing pain in his right arm made him sweat coldly, and his entire arm hung like a noodle.
He wanted to point his finger at these people and curse them, but he gasped in pain as soon as he raised his shoulder: "I've raised you ungrateful bastards for nothing! I'll go get some help myself!"
He retreated towards the factory area and said, "Fuck you! Because of what happened today, your wife's job promotion is doomed!"
An old security guard approached Zhou Qi and said, "Brother, are you Lin Ruixue's wife? Take my advice and run away with your wife!"
"Although Zeng is just in charge of logistics, he is in the same boat with the factory leaders."
The young security guard next to him continued, "Last month, Mr. Zhang from Workshop 3 talked back to me, and the next day he was thrown out of the factory with his bedding."
"You have such a bad temper. Why did you pick on this living devil when you could pick on anyone else..."
Zhou Qi didn't expect the security guards to be on his side: "If I leave, what will you say?"
"They said you were too skilled to be stopped." The old security guard lowered his voice and said, "Before their main force arrives..."
Before he could finish his words, a dozen strong men carrying steel pipes surrounded him.
"Is this grandson the one causing the trouble?"
"Brother Zeng has spoken. I must break your leg today!"
"Do you know where Zeng Dajiang comes from? He's the deputy factory director's brother-in-law!"
The incandescent light bulbs in the workshop were crackling, and Lin Ruixue was already sweating as she held Nuonuo's little hand.
The minute hand of the wall clock turned three times, but Zhou Qi still didn't come back.
She suddenly stamped her feet: "Oh no! He must have gone to settle accounts with Director Zeng!"
The hair on the back of her neck suddenly felt cold, and she recalled the scene in Xingmin Village last week when Zhou Qi threw seven or eight thugs into a stinky ditch.
If Zeng Dajiang was beaten like that... the application form for regularization is still in the drawer of the director's office!
"The damn devil only knows how to show off!"
She picked up the child and rushed out of the workshop, the soles of her canvas shoes making a crackling sound on the concrete floor.
The street lights in the factory area cast a large shadow, where is my husband's shadow?
There was a chaotic noise coming from the boiler room in the distance, and she ran towards the source of the sound.
After turning around the material yard full of steel bars, I ran into Zeng Dajiang who was being supported by the deputy factory director.
His hair, which was usually combed into a shiny 3:7 split, was now scattered like a bird's nest. His right arm was like an inflated tire, and his shirt sleeves were stretched to a shine.
"Director Zeng, this is..." She stepped forward with an apologetic smile.
"Go away!"
The words that Zeng Dajiang squeezed out from between his teeth tasted bloody.
Although the sun was scorching, Lin Ruixue felt as if someone had poured ice water over her head - in the three years since she started working there, the director had never spoken harshly to the female workers.
"See? My arm is broken!"
Zeng Dajiang held his stump with his left hand, gasping in pain: "If I don't cripple that bastard today, I won't be named Zeng!"
Lin Ruixue's knees went weak and Nuo Nuo in her arms suddenly burst into tears.
She moved forward with trembling lips: "Director, please calm down. We will cover all the medical expenses. Can we go to the hospital first?"
"Go to hell!"
The director kicked an empty paint can on the side of the road and it rolled far away with a clang. "Wait until I see both of his arms broken with my own eyes, and then I'll settle the score with him!"
Zeng Dajiang grimaced in pain and almost couldn't help cursing at Zhou Qi, but his arms were so weak that he couldn't lift them.
"Are they all fucking dead? Beat them to death!"
He yelled at the security team at the top of his voice: "I'll hold up the sky even if it falls! Even if someone dies, we can just say that this bastard sneaked into the factory to steal silk. We can make up a crime that will put him in jail for a month!"
It was the time for the evening shift to be handed over, and the factory entrance was bustling with people.
The female workers who were getting off the night shift were walking out carrying their lunch boxes, while the girls who were working the night shift were riding their bicycles towards the yard.
Zeng Dajiang watched as more and more people gathered, and his smile widened even more - the director of the second workshop had just been promoted half a year ago, and was worried that he would not have the opportunity to establish his authority.
At this rate, if he can hold on for another two or three years, he'll become the general manager, in charge of seven or eight workshops with thousands of female workers. Wouldn't that mean he can sleep with whoever he wants?
A few brave female workers came over to inquire about the situation, and Zeng Dajiang became even more excited.
He deliberately shouted at the top of his voice: "Beat him to death! If you cripple me, it's my fault!"
The security captain advised with a bitter face: "Director, fighting in the street is too conspicuous. How about we carry him to the guard room? Close the door and clean up slowly. I guarantee he will crawl out."
"Okay! Break his legs first!"
Zeng Dajiang grinned: "This bastard dared to break my arm, I will make him a eunuch for life!"
Lin Ruixue knelt on the concrete floor, tears and snot all over her face: "Director Zeng, please be kind. My wife was blind and offended you. We will pay you whatever money you want..."
Before he could finish his words, Zeng Dajiang kicked him away: "Pay compensation? If I don't beat him up today, how can I survive in the factory in the future?"
"I'm telling you, this isn't going to be easy today!
Medical expenses, lost wages, nutrition expenses, mental damages, all these money added up, you have to pay me 800 yuan, not a cent less, if you can't match it, then your man will wait to go to jail!"
Zeng Dajiang shouted angrily at Lin Ruixue, his voice so loud that people on the whole street could hear it.
More and more workers came to watch the fun, blocking the intersection tightly.
"Why are you all standing here watching the monkey show? Go get to work!"
Zeng Dajiang shouted this, but in his heart he hoped that the crowd would stay. The more people there were, the more proud he was, and he just wanted to use this opportunity to establish his authority in the factory.
Deputy Factory Director Wang Jianxiang squinted his eyes and looked at the young man surrounded in the middle.