Siheyuan: Break the Stick and Become a Billionaire

Immediately, my whole body trembled, and when I rolled my eyes, I fainted from fright.

Qin Huairu, who was left alone, looked at this and then that in panic, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Hurry up and call an ambulance." Zhang Wei said angrily, turned around and walked towards the factory.

He didn't have good intentions, but he just let the ambulance come quickly, so that he could collect the evidence in time, so that he wouldn't turn around and arrange an inexplicable crime for him.

When old man Li fell to the ground, it was just after get off work, and there were many people coming and going.

I believe that the eyes of the masses are discerning, and Zhang Wei will not suffer innocent injustice.

At this time, the most speechless people may not be the relevant personnel of the ambulance.

I have been here twice today, and it is very rare to get a car out of the whole city once.

Unexpectedly, today, just at the gate of this rolling mill, they came twice, one was killed and the other was injured, it was terrible.

The situation was so serious that the police had to be alerted.

When the police came, they couldn't say anything, and the stick broke into the house. Although the head of the household abused lynching, the offense was the first.

Jiazhang, who had woken up in the hospital, was clamoring for Zhang Wei to be punished.

But the public security staff said: "For this matter, you broke into the house first, and Comrade Zhang Wei punished you later."

"Although he is indeed suspected of abusing personal behavior and excessive self-defense, this charge will allow him to sit for a week at most."

"As for your grandson, who broke into houses without permission, extorted money, and has a criminal record, he will be dealt with more severely. It is estimated that he will go in for three years."

"Comrade Zhang Wei means that he doesn't want to squat in there for a week, so he won't hold you accountable, and your sticks don't have to squat in there for three years."

"Do you agree with Comrade Zhang Wei's mediation plan?"

Jia Zhang still wanted to say something, but Qin Huairu grabbed her and smiled at the public security staff.

"Hey, I'm sorry to trouble Comrade Public Security, just follow this plan, thank you for making a trip."

The public security staff shook his head with a smile and said, "Okay, as long as the matter is resolved, we are also very happy to see this kind of mutual understanding."

Qin Huairu thanked again, and then signaled Sha Zhu to send him off.

When the backs of both of them were out of the door, Qin Huairu released his hand covering Jia Zhang's mouth, and sighed deeply.

Chapter 236 Is Zhang Wei Mr. Fist

"Is there still a law? Is there still a king's law? My stick has not done anything, why has it been going in for three years?"

"And he, Zhang Wei, beat people with his hands and broke his arm, so he only used it for a week?"

Seeing her stern look, Qin Huairu rolled her eyes angrily and said, "Mom, please don't say a few words."

"It is reasonable to say that people will return this coordination plan. When did you hear that law enforcement has a coordination plan?"

"This is because people looked at Zhang Wei's face and made big things smaller."

"If you meet a businessman, let's go in with Zhang Wei for three years and one for a week."

"Don't even tell you, just take him away, okay?"

Jia Zhang said unconvinced: "Is that the case?"

Qin Huairu said unhappily: "Otherwise, what else can I do? And if the stick gets in now, this arm will really be useless."

"It's impossible for him to be treated specially for him alone in the juvenile prison. When the time comes, he should work hard and suffer hardship."

"The arm is still good? Even if it grows completely, it will probably have a root cause."

"Don't believe what I said. There used to be a man named Zhu in the factory. He was a dry and thin monkey. His arms could not be stretched straight, they would turn outwards, and he couldn't use much strength."

"I heard from him that he broke his arm when he was a child, and he hasn't recuperated well. Don't you think our stick is like him?"

Jia Zhang was stunned immediately, only muttering unconvinced.

Seeing her muttering, Qin Huairu couldn't hear what she was saying, and said angrily: "Okay, let's stop talking, you're awake too, let's go back first."

Just as he was talking, Sha Zhu came back, so Qin Huairu said to Sha Zhu again: "Si Zhu, let's go back first, and make some chicken soup to nourish the stick."

Silly Zhu sighed and said: "Okay, let's go, hey, this kid, Banggan, it's too hard."

Qin Huairu also sighed, but didn't say anything, and took Sha Zhu back.

Although Jia Zhangshi woke up and finished the formalities, she didn't want to go out. She couldn't bear to stay in the hospital alone to take care of him.

During dinner, Zhang Wei looked at the old lady's hesitant to speak several times, and said strangely.

"Grandma, what's the matter? Just say what you have to say, why are you so hesitant to speak?"

The old lady sighed and said, "I heard that old man Li is mad at you?"

Zhang Wei was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't laugh or cry: "This statement is quite novel, it's okay to be mad at me."

"I'm not related to him, so why should he be so angry with me?"

The old lady was startled, tilted her head and thought for a while, "That's right. Speaking of which, today is probably the first time you two have met."

"What's the situation, Lao Li? Is it worth being so angry with you?"

Zhang Wei shrugged, took two mouthfuls of rice, and said inarticulately: "Grandma, you don't care about them, let's live our lives well."

"These guys, if you had such a good mentality and such an open-mindedness as you, they would die one by one."

The old lady said unhappily: "What do you mean, he has ideals and ambitions, so it's not like yours. I heard that you rejected his invitation?"

After Zhang Wei finished eating, he took another sip of soup and said, "Grandma, what level am I, can you still not know?"

"This time, the blind cat caught a dead mouse. If I went to their Science and Technology Research Bureau, wouldn't I be exposed?"

"When the time comes, don't charge me with fraud or anything else, then I'll cry to someone."

The old lady scolded with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about, what kind of fraud will they give you?"

"Really, you won't do a good job if you are offered, and you won't bring your daughter-in-law back if you are asked to."

"What have you been busy doing all day?"

Zhang Wei thought for a while, then snapped his fingers and said, "Urge the workers to complete the targets arranged above every day."

"Responsible for formulating work indicators for the next day, week, month, and year."

"Responsible for doing a good job in the assessment and efficiency of the factory, as well as the distribution of bonuses for outstanding employees."

"and also..."

"Okay, okay, I know you're busy." The old lady quickly interrupted Zhang Wei and said angrily.

Zhang Wei withdrew his hands with a smirk and continued to pick up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a piece of food and ate it happily.

Seeing Zhang Wei's appearance, the old lady angrily picked up a few pieces of vegetables, put them in a bowl, and licked them in her mouth angrily.

Zhang Wei couldn't help laughing when he saw the old lady's appearance as a little woman. Old boy, old boy, the older you get, the more you look like a child.

When eating in the evening, Zhang Wei passed by the entrance of Ruyue Tavern.

The continuous appearance of the crowd proves that the business of the tavern is not bad.

I have to say that although Xia Wangjuan is sometimes silly, she really has nothing to say about business.

Although I mentioned a few ideas to her that later generations have seen, they can be transformed into a mature plan to attract customers.

I have to admit, this is her talent.

Zhang Wei sighed, and suddenly realized how he looked like an old man, shook his head, turned and walked towards the black market.

Xia Wangjuan, who went out to meet the guests, vaguely saw a familiar figure. After recalling it, she realized that it was Mr. Fist whom she only met once.

Although she once tentatively asked Zhang Wei if he was Mr. Fist.

But in the end, it seemed that the two were inextricably linked, but they didn't admit that they were each other after all.

He hesitated for a while whether to chase after him, but after thinking about it, since he took a look, he didn't come over.

It means that he didn't want to greet her, so it's better not to make fun of yourself.

Basically, there is nothing in the black market that can attract Zhang Wei. Originally, he also thought about shopping for antiques, jade and so on.

But after all, I don't know anything about it, so it's not a very difficult thing to learn.

However, he is really not very interested in this kind of thing. He thinks that these things may only have some historical research value.

If there is any specific value, it seems that there is no real value, it is purely a variety of virtual values ​​​​constructed by the supply and demand sides.

To put it bluntly, it has the same meaning as those futures in later generations. The difference is that antique jade has a relatively well-known name.

For this kind of thing, Zhang Wei himself is a little disgusted. After all, in essence, he is just an ordinary person.

He never thought of playing with market value in various ways like those capitalists. He is really powerless in this kind of thing.

But there was also some resistance from the bottom of my heart, so I basically didn't try to do these things.

Chapter 237 Your Jia Jiong Was Specially Named by Leader Zhang

Jia Zhang immediately leaned over with distress, and coaxed with an apologetic expression: "My dear grandson, it's not hot, it's grandma's fault, grandma will blow you colder."

Stick made a humming sound through his nasal cavity, looking superior.

The past few days have been the happiest days for stick stems.

Although the arms were tied with wooden boards, and three layers inside and outside were tied firmly, it was very uncomfortable to be forced to curl up like this.

But, correspondingly, you can justifiably enjoy the life of parasites who open their mouths for food and stretch out their hands for clothes.

And there are all kinds of delicious food and drink served almost every day.

Braised pork belly, which I usually dare not think about, has been eaten several times. As long as he thinks about it, if he doesn't give it to him, he will cry and make trouble.

Grandma Jia Zhangshi will definitely stand by his side, and mother Qin Huairu can't help it. In the end, although the silly face is reluctant, she will try her best to satisfy him.

For example, this morning, he said he wanted to drink chicken soup, no, before noon, Qin Huairu came over with old chicken soup carefully cooked by Sha Zhu.

As soon as Jia Zhang saw the soup coming, he immediately filled a bowl for the stick, carefully cooled it a little, and brought it over.

Sticky took a sip. In fact, this temperature was acceptable to him, and his mouth was slightly scorched. Normally, he would definitely drink it up without saying a word.

But today for some reason, I suddenly wanted to be self-willed, and I was overturned when I raised my hand.