In the studio.
Yu Haitang's face turned red with anger because of what happened to Zhou Hongyue and Yang Weimin.
She has seen shameless people, but she has never seen anyone so shameless.
It's really abominable to pry away someone else's boyfriend and show off your power in front of others.
And Yang Weimin was nothing, and he actually cooperated with Zhou Hongyue to bully her.
Fortunately, Li Weidong arrived in time and rescued her.
Yu Haitang burst into tears of gratitude at this time. She felt Li Weidong's warmth and care, and at the same time she strengthened her love for him.
She looked at Li Weidong affectionately and bravely expressed her feelings: "Brother Weidong, thank you~"
The corners of Yu Haitang's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sweet smile; her cheeks would have a faint blush, as if a ray of warm sunshine was shining on her face; her figure would become more elegant, soft, and exude Charming scent.
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 Wei Dong, I want to be with you."
Feeling the warmth through his clothes, Li Weidong could no longer suppress his inner excitement.
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-lived.
Half an hour later, the smell inside the house became a little stronger.
Li Weidong got dressed and stood up and opened the window. He felt that the bright red wintersweet flowers outside the window became more vivid.
"Brother Wei Dong, why did you come to the studio by such a coincidence today?"
Compared with just now, Yu Haitang now has moist eyes, a smile on his lips, and a more charming and charming temperament.
Li Weidong withdrew his gaze and looked at her with pity: "What a coincidence, I happen to have a broadcast script and I need your studio to help broadcast it."
When it comes to work, Yu Haitang immediately becomes professional.
She buttoned the collar of her coat, reached out to take the manuscript from Li Weidong, and read it carefully.
"Well, the manuscript is well written. It uses vivid metaphors, rich vocabulary and wonderful sentence structures, making the article full of vitality and charm. Every paragraph is closely related to the theme and the logic is clear. This is a vibrant and A powerful piece of writing that is unforgettable.”
As she spoke, her eyes lit up: "Brother Wei Dong, this is the best manuscript I have ever seen. It is comparable to manuscripts in newspapers. Did you write this manuscript?"
"Yes." Li Weidong nodded. With a ten thousand times experience system, he now only needs to read a few books and newspapers, and his writing level is almost the same as that of old editors.
"It's really amazing~" Yu Haitang exclaimed, stepped forward, snuggled up to Li Weidong, and whispered: "Brother Wei Dong, can you teach me how to write an article? As you know, I signed up for the promotion exam this year. I feel no confidence.”
Announcers are also rated and divided into broadcasting instructors, chief announcers, first-level announcers, second-level announcers, third-level announcers, and intern announcers.
Yu Haitang is now an intern announcer, and the establishment is still a worker establishment. Only by passing the third-level announcer exam can he officially become an announcer and can be converted to a cadre establishment.
Of course, studying the article gave the two of them an excuse to be alone
Yu Haitang also felt guilty when she was getting dressed just now.
After all, Li Weidong is Yu Li's husband. Being with Li Weidong is tantamount to hurting Yu Li.
But.
If Yu Li doesn't know, doesn't that mean there's no harm done?
Moreover.
Yu Li is her sister. Whatever good things she has, she will give them to her.
It's not too much for her to do this.
Even if Yu Li knew it, she would not blame her.
Li Weidong knew what Yu Haitang was thinking, but he didn't reveal it. He looked at her cute little face and nodded.
"Of course. If you want to learn broadcasting, you still need to read a few books related to broadcasting first."
"Yeah." Yu Haitang nodded repeatedly.
The two chatted for a few words, and Li Weidong left the studio and returned to the workshop.
At this time, the air in the room was completely refreshed. Yu Haitang tidied up his desk and started a new day's work.
"Dear comrades workers, comrades workers, now let me read to you an article written by Comrade Li Weidong of the Poverty Alleviation Workshop. The name of the article is "Life is Endless, Struggle Continues."
Yu Haitang's passionate voice instantly spread throughout the steel rolling mill through the loudspeakers throughout the steel rolling mill.
The machines roared in the workshop, and the workers became more motivated when they heard the sound of the radio.
But, why did I feel that Yu Haitang's voice seemed to be particularly cheerful today!
"It hurts, it hurts. Be gentle."
After Yang Weimin left the broadcast room, he was helped to the medical room by Zhou Hongyue.
Doctor Zhang from the medical room came forward to check Yang Weimin's injuries.
He frowned: "Chief Yang, your face is seriously injured. What happened?"
"It fell." Yang Weimin said a little embarrassed.
"Falled?" Dr. Zhang looked at Yang Weimin suspiciously. It was a miracle that he could get a slap mark on his face.
But he didn't ask any more questions and took out a glass bottle from the medicine cabinet.
"There are no other anti-inflammatory drugs left, only red potion."
Zhou Hongyue frowned: "Doctor, Brother Weimin's injury is very serious. If you only use red potion, will there be scars?"
Yang Weimin is a pretty boy. It would be ugly if there were scars on his face.
Dr. Zhang said with a smile: "It's not a big problem, he just has a bit of a tear at the corner of his mouth."
".That's okay."
Yang Weimin endured the pain, applied red liquid, and followed Zhou Hongyue out of the infirmary.
Hearing Yu Haitang's voice in the air, his mood suddenly worsened.
The sound reminded him of the humiliation he had just suffered.
"Damn Li Weidong, I will definitely make you look good!" Yang Weimin cursed fiercely.
Zhou Hongyue curled her lips and said: "Brother Weimin, I heard that Li Weidong has practiced and learned some jujube stick skills. Most people are no match for him."
The biggest hobby of truck drivers is bragging and spanking. Li Weidong's deeds of catching gas mice have long been spread throughout the steel rolling mill.
"Jujube stick method" Although Yang Weimin didn't know what the jujube stick method was, it sounded difficult to deal with.
He gritted his teeth in hatred. Is revenge hopeless?
Yang Weimin and Zhou Hongyue walked along the road to the office. When they reached the toilet, Yang Weimin suddenly stopped.
"Brother Weimin, what's wrong?" Zhou Hongyue asked curiously,
"I thought of how to deal with Li Weidong!" Yang Weimin looked particularly excited.
"How to deal with it?"
"I alone am not Li Weidong's opponent, but I know a few green men. Let them ambush Li Weidong on his way to get off work. I don't believe that Li Weidong is those people's opponent!" Yang Weimin gritted his teeth, with hatred gleaming in his eyes.
Zhou Hongyue also often hangs out on the streets and knows how the Green Skins behave, and they are really good at stabbing people with bayonets.
She pursed her lips and said with some worry: "Isn't this good? If someone is killed, and the security department traces it, 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 lumber factory in two days. Even if I check, I can't find us."
Yang Weimin couldn't help laughing when he thought of Li Weidong's stomach being pierced by a bayonet and the bright red blood flowing all over the floor.
"Li Weidong, let you fight with me for Yu Haitang, go to hell!"
Zhou Hongyue curled her lips: "So it turns out you are still here for Yu Haitang!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Weimin grabbed her collar.
"Zhou Hongyue, stop meddling in my affairs!"
Yang Weimin's fierce look made Zhou Hongyue couldn't help but shudder.
In the past, Yang Weimin was gentle and gentle, like a teacher in university, but now he has become like a ruffian.
Is this 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 realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly let go of his hand, grabbed Zhou Hongyue's arm and comforted her.
"Hongyue, I was so angry just now. You also know what it means when a man is slapped."
"Since I was a child, even my parents have never touched me, and now Li Weidong slaps me."
"He threw my dignity to the ground and crushed it with his stinking soles."
Yang Weimin's half-truthful explanation and his painful look made Zhou Hongyue's heart soften immediately, and she reached out to hold Yang Weimin's hand.
"Brother Weimin, I understand you. Let's find someone to deal with Li Weidong right now."
"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 into the deep love, and the blush climbed from her snow-white 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: "But, Hongyue, I have to ask you for help with something."
Zhou Hongyue opened her eyes.
"I forgot to bring money today. As you know, asking those green men for help requires money." Of course Yang Weimin has money, but he can use women's money, so why spend his own money?
"how much?"
"Fifty yuan." Seeing Zhou Hongyue's hesitation, Yang Weimin hurriedly explained: "You also know that if you want to find reliable people, the price must be higher. I am doing this for the safety of both of us. You don't want to be Have you traced it?"
".that's true."
Fifty yuan is a huge amount of money in this era, and most people can't afford it.
However, Zhou Hongyue is not an ordinary person, but the daughter of Zhou Zhi, the deputy director of the lumber factory.
She hesitated for a moment, but although she was reluctant to part with it, she finally handed the money to Yang Weimin, driven by love.
After getting the money, Yang Weimin smiled and said, "I'm going to find someone now. You go back to the office first."
"Fine."
Zhou Hongyue didn't want to go back.
After all, she had just quarreled with Yu Haitang, but she couldn't say no to Yang Weimin.
After the two left, Silly Zhu came out of the toilet holding up his pants.
Looking at Yang Weimin's back, Silly Zhu's eyes widened: "This guy wants to harm brother Wei Dong?"
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.
Ma San walked out casually with a cigarette in his mouth.
Seeing Yang Weidong's face, the cigarette fell to the ground.
"My dear, Weimin, 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 steel rolling mill is so bold as to attack 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 deal with someone."
"I'm good at dealing with people! Who should I deal with?" Ma San rubbed his hands. He thought he could make a lot of money this time.
"Li Weidong."
"What? Li Weidong." Ma San looked a little hesitant, "I heard that boy has learned it."
"Isn't it just the jujube stick method!" Yang Weimin interrupted him and said coldly: "I don't believe it. He is bare-handed and you are carrying a knife. How can you be his opponent?"
"Besides, no matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. How many times did you not go together with seven or eight people?"
It is a well-known fact that the green-skinned men in Beijing like to fight in groups.
"That's true." Ma San nodded, "We are brothers, and it is my duty, Ma San, to help my 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 reported a high price.
Yang Weimin took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Ma San's hand: "Here is twenty yuan. I want Li Weidong to lie in bed unable to move for three months!"
"Bang man? That's easy!" Ma San happily took the money, saying in his heart that Yang Weimin was indeed a big fool. Five yuan was enough for this job.
It's fifteen yuan for free, and you can have a drink in the evening and enjoy yourself.
Ma San accepted the money and became professional: "When will we do it?"
"Of course, the sooner the better." Yang Weimin thought for a moment, raised his head and said, "It's best today. Li Weidong is now a celebrity in the steel rolling mill. If there is an attack, the security department will definitely pursue it. Our actions may not be easy tomorrow." few."
"Brother, you still have a smart mind. Okay, I'll go out and arrange it now. I promise to let Li Weidong lie on the hospital bed tonight."
Ma San chuckled, with a hint of ferocity in the corner of his mouth.
Time passed quietly.
The shadow of the steel rolling mill workshop gradually lengthened.
Time came to off work time unconsciously.
Yang Weimin couldn't close his mouth when he thought that Li Weidong would be severely slapped later.
In order to avoid suspicion, he deliberately left the rolling mill a little late.
Riding a bicycle along the dim path, Yang Weimin galloped towards the courtyard.
By now Zhou Hongyue should have been waiting for him in the courtyard.
Oh, people are in bed, rice is in the pot, it’s a happy little life.
In the ditch on 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 riding his bicycle over.
He covered his face with a scarf, picked up a wooden stick and rushed out.
He caught up with the bicycle in a few steps and inserted the wooden stick into the banner of the bicycle's front wheel.
There was only a "click" sound.
Under the influence of huge inertia, Yang Weimin flew out from the bicycle.
He faced the ground and fell hard to the ground.
As luck would have it, there was a stone on the ground.
The skull is as hard as a stone.
Stone wins.
The ground was dotted with blood.
(End of chapter)
