After dinner, Liu Fugui, accompanied by Huang Yong, came to the roof of the third floor of his office building with great interest.
The early winter evening wind was still quite strong, blowing on my face and hitting my body with a biting coldness.
Huang Yong subconsciously tightened the collar on his chest, while Liu Fugui, who was in his middle year, stood with his hands behind his back like a normal person, proudly facing the cold wind.
There was no expression on Liu Fugui's angular face. His eyes were looking deeply into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.
About five minutes later, Huang Yong saw that Liu Fugui had no intention of returning. He took a step forward and whispered: "Mr. Liu, it's too windy here. I think we should go back first. How about I go?" Can I get you a coat to keep out the cold?"
Liu Fugui waved his hand with one hand without looking back, indicating that he didn't need to.
Huang Yong didn't have anything to say about this. Originally, he had hoped to take this opportunity to go back to the house and add some clothes to himself, but now it seemed that the other party did not need this, so he had no choice but to endure the cold wind and risk his life to accompany the other party upstairs. I have suffered so much.
Huang Yong couldn't figure out what was wrong with Liu Fugui today, so he had to endure the cold and drink the northwest wind on the roof.
However, he did admire the opponent's physique. Although Liu Fugui was two rounds older than him, when it came to his ability to withstand the cold, hehe, judging from the current situation, he, Huang Yong, was far behind.
As time went by, Huang Yong felt more and more that the surrounding temperature was constantly dropping. Although he kicked his feet hard from time to time, he was still unable to resist the cold wind of early winter.
Liu Fugui noticed the movement of Huang Yong behind him, and he chuckled twice: "Why, you can't stand the wind?"
This little wind? Huang Yong really wanted to step forward and wipe Liu Fugui's head to see if the other person's head was burned out. How could a normal person say such nonsense?
It's a pity that the other party is his master, the boss of this factory. Even if he really gets his wish and gives Huang Yong the courage, I'm afraid he will never dare to do what he wants.
Huang Yong felt a little embarrassed and laughed twice: "No, Mr. Liu, I'm fine! Haha!"
"It's okay. I'm afraid you can't stand the temperature, so I'm going to let you go back to your house." Liu Fugui's answer made Huang Yong really want to die.
Damn, who told me to pretend to be fat? This damn thing is my life!
After despising himself again, Huang Yong did not miss this rare opportunity to flatter him. He solemnly replied: "Mr. Liu, even if I really can't stand it, I will be here to accompany you. Don't you?" If you leave, I, Huang Yong, will never leave. It is my responsibility to protect you!"
"Oh? Is that so?" Liu Fugui's rhetorical tone made Huang Yong feel a little nervous. This was obviously a sign of distrust in him. This made Huang Yong immediately realize the seriousness of the situation. This was no joke. Yes, this was directly related to his status in the factory and his future living conditions. He quickly and carefully reviewed some of his recent actions, and it seemed that there was nothing out of the ordinary: "Mr. Liu, am I wrong? Did you do something wrong?"
Huang Yong asked tentatively. At this time, he was very nervous. Liu Fugui seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him. He did not reply for a long time. After waiting for a while, he asked for no reason: "How is Yunpeng doing recently?" Already?"
Liu Fugui's jumping way of asking questions made Huang Yong a little unable to follow his train of thought, but he was so smart that he quickly understood Liu Fugui's thoughts.
No wonder the other party would go to the roof of the building to endure the freezing cold weather. No wonder the other party would suddenly doubt his sincerity. The relationship was all due to his unfulfilled precious son.
Huang Yong never told Liu Fugui about the dispute between Liu Yunpeng, Yang Xue and others.
On the one hand, it's because he has too many things on his hands recently and has no time to take care of them;
Secondly, it was out of his own selfishness. After all, he was present at the incident, and after Liu Yunpeng was slapped by Yang Xue, he made no move to counterattack.
Therefore, Huang Yong was worried that Liu Fugui, who was eager to protect his son, would be angry with him, so he always pretended not to know and did not report it.
But now it seems that paper can't cover up the fire after all. Since Liu Fugui asked this, he must know about it.
Now that the other party already knows about this, if he continues to pretend to hide it, he will really be in trouble.
Huang Yong lowered his head and replied truthfully: "Mr. Liu, the young master had a conflict with the group named Zhao yesterday."
"Oh, it seems that this happened. I thought it was Yunpeng who was making trouble unreasonably. But why didn't you tell me after such a big thing happened? I heard Yunpeng said that you were at the scene at the time! "
Faced with Liu Fugui's questioning, Huang Yong felt a chill running down his spine. He quickly explained: "Mr. Liu, because this matter is about the young master's daily private affairs, my subordinates feel it is not convenient to participate, so..."
"Daily private matters? He was beaten, how can you still say that it is "inconvenient to participate"?" Liu Fugui's words could be big or small. He was clearly accusing Huang Yong of not doing anything when his son was beaten.
Huang Yong was speechless. He could only hesitate: "Mr. Liu, I...I..."
"Well, I don't blame you for this. I can pretty much guess the ins and outs of the matter. I think it was probably my unsatisfied son who provoked me first, and the reason why you didn't take action is probably because of hope. Protect the interests of both families, right?"
Although Liu Fugui understood what he was thinking, Huang Yongqie did not dare to nod easily. He knew how to behave and quickly replied: "You can't blame the young master entirely for this. It was Yang Xue who did it first. He and the brat named Wang …”
"Okay, this matter is not important. I just want to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, you must report it to me in time. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Mr. Liu!" Even though he was standing behind Liu Fugui, Huang Yong still lowered his head and did not dare to raise his head.
"Well, the one that worries me the most now is Yunpeng. You see, he is already in his early 20s, but he still makes trouble for me all the time without making any progress. It is no better than in the past. In the past, he caused trouble because of my relationship and status. We can still help him suppress it, but now, our own survival is a problem. How can we leave him alone like in the past. So Huang Yong, Yunpeng, you have to help me keep an eye on him. I know that he is now In the factory, he relies on me as his father and does not take anyone else seriously, so if you find that he has any more extreme behavior, you must notify me as soon as possible before he causes a bigger disaster! Do you understand? "
It was rare for Huang Yong to see such a depressed side of Liu Fugui, and it was rare for him to hear this resolute middle-aged man confide in his heart. He couldn't help but say with some fear:
"Mr. Liu, don't worry about this. Huang Yong will bear in mind what you just said."
Looking at Liu Fugui's lonely back, Huang Yong was full of sympathy and sadness for a moment, but he soon regained his senses.
After all, his psychology is very clear. Doing things in the middle is equivalent to having a knife on his head. If he is not careful, his head may be chopped off.
Therefore, Huang Yong didn't pay attention at all to informing Liu Fugui of his son Liu Yunpeng's actions.
In his opinion, people who snitch never have good results! ! (To be continued.)
