Sister, you miss me

Zhang Xinyi curiously asked, "Brother Yang, what kind of ointment is this?"

"Quit saprophytic ointment." After that, she put the ointment on her desk and ordered: "Spread evenly on the affected area three times a day for a week, and there should be no scars."

"Really?" Zhang Xinyi was pleasantly surprised.

Yang Feng shook his head and said without a good voice: "Sister, the dialogue is a bit deep, OK?"

Zhang Xinyi's eyes were bent into two crescents, and two pear vortices appeared on both cheeks.

"Don't laugh at me like that, I'm not strong enough."

Zhang Xinyi bit her lip, "Puff" laughed out loud.

The arm that was applied with saprotrophic ointment does not need to be bandaged, it is just exposed to the air.

After dealing with the left arm, Yang Feng dealt with the right arm again.

Removed the plasterboard and pinched the fractured place, the bone sutures were butt together, but it would take two months to grow on their own without a hundred days.

So Yang Feng took out a box of ointment and applied Zhang Xinyi to the fractured right arm.

This box of ointment was black and translucent, with a scent of orchid like musk, Zhang Xinyi naturally couldn't help asking.

"Black jade intermittent ointment." Yang Feng stood by the window, giving everyone a back.

Normal-thinking people would think it is absurd, but Zhang Xinyi didn't think that she opened her eyes wide, just staring at Yang Feng's tall and straight back.

After pretending to be enough, Yang Feng just said goodbye, and the four declined Zhang Xinyi and Datou without leaving for dinner.

As soon as he got in the car, Qin Xue rummaged in Yang Feng's pocket for a while. Yang Feng was tickled and pushed her back: "What are you looking for?"

"Ointment, let me see what other ointment is on your body."

"Oh -" Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "No, brother, I will rely on two boxes of ointment to travel the world."

"Virtue!" The three girls couldn't help laughing.

Realizing that it was not the way home, Qin Xue asked, "Brother, where is the next stop?"

"The battlefield." Yang Feng said, stepping on the accelerator, and the Grand Cherokee roared and moved forward at full speed.

Upon arriving at the battlefield, the workers were preparing to start a meal, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice and braised pork.

Yang Feng was surprised. Zhang Meng happened to greet him. After asking, he knew that the stove had only been opened for a week, and it was Zhang Fuyang's mother Liu Lanfen who was cooking.

Zhang Meng sent out a sincere invitation: "Chairman, it is better to meet by chance, or if you have fun with the people, you should remember the bitterness and sweetness?"

"Fuck off!" Yang Feng kicked Zhang Meng, "It makes me seem so out of the crowd. Well, it smells good. Let us prepare four sets of tableware."

"Yes!"

The dining table is built with a cement table, and the stainless steel washbasin is used to hold the food.

The thirty-something people form an oval, with eight basins and four dishes in front of them, namely scrambled eggs with leeks, cold bean sprouts, chopped lotus vegetables, and roasted meat with beans. The staple food is white rice.

Because of the participation of Yang Feng and the three girls, the workers became more cautious about eating. Some were young, with blushing faces, and they were embarrassed to see beautiful women.

Zhang Meng scolded: "You bunch of mud legs, and you pretend to be gentle with Lao Tzu, let go of eating, letting go of making, you can eat only if you can.

Yang Feng picked up a piece of fat and thin meat, took a bite, and said, "Manager Zhang is right. I can eat and do well. I suddenly ate a big pot of rice and it feels very fragrant. What? With this opportunity, everyone has Feel free to raise any comments."

The workers shook their heads one by one.

Yang Feng turned his head and said to Zhang Meng: "All the young and old are doing physical work. First of all, to ensure that they are full, and secondly, to have enough oil and water."

Zhang Meng shook his head and said, "Chairman, don't worry about that. They are all uncles and brothers from the same village. If I don't let them eat well, they won't be able to poke my back bones."

Speaking of this, Zhang Meng paused and looked at Yang Feng with a smile: "Chairman, I'm just afraid that you think I use too much food and the cost is too high."

"Fart!" Yang Feng cursed, then nodded his nose: "I'm not Zhou Papi."

Everyone laughed.

At this time, Liu Lanfen carried an enamel bowl and came behind Yang Feng. He whispered for a while before sending the bowl to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng saw that the bowl was full of meat and looked at Liu Lanfen, who was unnatural. Yang Feng knew that she was grateful in this way.

Yang Feng took the bowl, picked up a piece of pure lean meat, and chewed it until it felt so fragrant.

Yang Feng couldn't help nodding: "Well, the taste is really good, everyone taste it." As he said, he poured a bowl of sperm into four basins.

The workers stopped their chopsticks and silently looked at the young boss.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "I've come here once in a while. If I start a small stove again, it would be too unreasonable."

"Hi!" Zhang Meng slapped his thigh: "Chairman, you are so worried, what kind of stove is that? No one in this group of turtles eats skinny, so I buy only fat pigs every time I buy, but you too I know, now that fat pigs are hard to find, and there is too little fat on pigs, so we often have lean meat left here. Sometimes we don’t want to waste it, so we have to feed it to the dog."

"Damn!" Yang Feng kicked Zhang Meng over.

...

After the meal, the workers sat together in the sun next to the sand pile, smoking cigarettes, picking their teeth, chatting and spanking.

Yang Feng looked from a distance, Zhang Meng came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Feng, what are you looking at so fascinated."

Yang Feng sighed slightly and said, "In fact, sometimes I envy them. They live a very simple life. They just work hard and don't need to use their brains for eight hours. When you go back, you should eat and drink."

"Brother Feng, isn't it, you are so young, why would you have such an idea?" Zhang Meng shook his head: "You envy them? What do they admire? There are a few mu of Susukada at home, working here, this little income , It’s just trying to get enough food and clothing, and it’s impossible to get children to a good school."

After listening to Zhang Meng's words, Yang Feng nodded slightly.

Zhang Meng's intention is still unfinished: "Besides, if you are like them, there is more than one beautiful girl behind you."

"You fucking bastard, you're not serious if you can't say three sentences."

"What's serious or not, do you think I'm so rational?" Zhang Meng said more and more vigorously: "I am now out of the countryside. You don't know how stupid they are. When it gets dark, they go to the kang. Busy to have children, just look at the quantity but not the quality."

"All right!" Yang Feng interrupted Zhang Meng with a smile, "Then what, let me ask you something?"

"You said."

"Is that Xiaogang in Geothermal City still in the detention center?"

"Yeah, but it seems to be coming out soon."

"You go in and let him do something for me..."

After listening to Yang Feng's instructions, Zhang Meng was stunned, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Feng had already walked to the workers, holding a pack of soft China, smoking one by one, one pack was not enough, and another pack was opened.

Zhang Fuyang sucked beautifully. Seeing Yang Feng's gaze, he immediately stood up: "Chairman."

Yang Feng nodded: "Director Zhang, it looks like it's almost the end of the month, how is your mission accomplished?"

"The basic draft is finalized, and the chairman of the board will be the final review. After you review it, you can print and bind it." Zhang Fuyang appeared to be confident.

"Oh?" Yang Feng nodded, "Actually, this is the main purpose of my coming today. Let's go, go to your office, and we will review it face to face."

Zhang Fuyang’s computer was installed with the latest win10 system, and the files were transferred to the mobile phones of Yang Feng, Qin Xue, Wang Bingqian, and Xiong Wei via Bluetooth. Then, he stood in front of the computer and talked, and the four of them watched and watched on the phone. listen.

The lecture started at one in the afternoon and ended at four. For three full hours, the three girls were drowsy, but Yang Feng was full of energy.

Finally, Yang Feng said affirmatively: "Zhang Fuyang, you passed. From now on, you will be the office director of Fengxue Building Materials."

Hearing this recognition, outside the door, the gray-haired Liu Lanfen suddenly covered her mouth, tears bursting into her eyes.

...

Beiguan Detention Center.

Although Huang Xuan's right hand was dealt with urgently, it did not seem to be ideal. One week later, he couldn't even hold his chopsticks.

These days, Huang Xuan eats with his left hand, and he comforts himself that Quan Dang is developing his right brain.

Staying in the detention center these days, he and the other prisoners are in peace, and there is no legendary prison tyrant bullying.

However, Huang Xuan is very clear that what he committed was the crime of intentional injury and the crime of attempted crime. What awaits him will be a prosecution and a long prison sentence.

After dinner, the detention center had a half-hour free time. Huang Xuan sat under the basketball stand, gently stroking the wound on his right hand, thinking wildly.

With a disability on his right hand, he may be able to assign a light job in the future labor reform.

It seems that being injured is not a bad thing.

"Huang Xuan, right? Brother Gang is calling you."

Huang Xuan raised his head, and the message was a prisoner like a stick.

"You didn't say anything about calling me?" Huang Xuan had a bad feeling.

"I didn't say, you go quickly, don't make Brother Gang anxious."

Huang Xuan knows that there is such a brother Gang, who is said to be one of the best in the detention center, but he is about to "graduate" these days. He maintains fairness and justice in the detention center with a perverted force.

Brother Gang shouted to himself, what can do?With doubts, Huang Xuan walked into the room.

Several prisoners immediately rushed him into the smelly toilet. Huang Xuan glanced at him, and he was surrounded.

The prisoners with excess energy had a pair of malicious gazes, and the angles of their gazes were a little bit awkward. Huang Xuan felt his scalp numb, his back numb, and the chrysanthemums were tight.

"You...what do you want, Brother Gang...what about Brother Gang?" Huang Xuan squatted.

"Brother Gang is not interested in you, but we do." It was a black and strong prisoner who was speaking, and his eyes seemed a bit lustful.

The prisoners showed their lust, gearing up, and gathered around.Huang Xuan broke his guts and pulled on the belt buckle, "I...I'm a disabled person, you can't be so right, ah--"

...

At 9 o'clock in the morning of August 28th, the People's Auditorium of Chunyang County.

The bid for the Dongjiao Geothermal City project was officially opened.

Only Modern Dynasty and Fengxue Group participated in the bidding.

However, there are still many people watching the excitement.

Yang Feng led Zhang Meng, Qin Xue, Xiong Wei and Wang Bingqian to attend.

Yang Feng recognized Xiong Wei's sister, and this kind of formal occasion showed her face, which was a bit of telling the world.

However, for such a large project, the company's CEO Dracula did not come, so he has already told everyone indirectly that Fengxue Group just came to show off today.