At half past four in the afternoon, there is still half an hour to get off work, Zhang Ziyu sat on the chair in the information desk, holding a financial brochure in his hand and looking at it boredly, while turning the pages while thinking about the road ahead, looking at the cars coming and going at the door of the bank, Zhang Ziyu suddenly woke up, put down the booklet in his hand, stood up and patted the back of his head.

Instead of hollowing out and thinking about how to develop, it is better to start with the most important things, as the old saying goes, if you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world, if you can't even do a good job of the security guard in front of you, what can you talk about getting ahead! Only by first integrating into this society can you have the opportunity to find a path that suits you, can you show your strengths, and make achievements.........

After making up his mind, Zhang Ziyu suddenly brightened up, and he was not as lifeless as before, pacing in the bank hall.

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie rang, and Wang Dayong, who was guarding the entrance of the parking lot, said: "Call for support, call for support." Zhang Ziyu went out and ran to the toll booth at the entrance of the parking lot, and saw a Chevrolet Cruze parked at the lifting pole, there was no one in the car, and there was a long line of cars stuck behind, several of which were still honking impatiently.

You must know that this is the only entrance to the parking lot, only in and out, this Cruze is horizontal at the door, dozens of cars outside can't enter, and it is the rush hour when you are about to get off work, seeing that the vehicles are almost lined up on the road, but Wang Dayong is in a hurry.

"Brother Zhang, you're here, it's a bad thing. Seeing Zhang Ziyu coming, Wang Dayong, who was sweating profusely, ran over to complain to him.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

"Cruze wants to go out in the wrong direction, just happened to meet a car to come in, both sides did not give in, so they scolded, I persuaded for a long time to no avail, the Cruze owner simply got out of the car and locked the door and left, what should I do......"

Zhang Ziyuqi said: "It's not right to go out in the wrong direction, and you dare to play this set, right? ”

Wang Dayong said: "I called, and the traffic police said that this is the parking lot of the bank, not the road, and it is a dispute, and it is not under their control." ”

Zhang Ziyu said: "Then did you report to the manager?"

Wang Dayong smiled bitterly and said, "No, if you make trouble with the manager, the bonuses of several of us will be lost." ”

At this time, the remaining five security guards also rushed over, except for one less Captain Li.

Zhang Ziyu said: "What about Lao Li, why don't you deal with such a thing as a captain?"

One of the young men said: "Lao Li has always been the most cunning, this will not tell where he will go, and when we take the blame, he will jump out." ”

"Damn, what's the matter, I want to think about what to do..."Zhang Ziyu held his cheeks and thought about it, at this time there were more cars jammed outside, honking one after another, and passers-by were also sideways, Zhang Ziyu frowned, walked to the Cruze, and slammed the hood with his hand, an alarm sounded, and it was loud and terrible, and it was popular to install an alarm in private cars these years.

Wang Dayong said: "The kid who drove the Cruze doesn't seem to be easy to mess with, and before leaving, he said that whoever dares to move his car will make it ugly." ”

Zhang Ziyu scoffed: "Holding hair, violating social morality is reasonable, knock! ”

Since Zhang Ziyu had a big deal, several security guards knocked around Cruze, and the shrill sirens kept going.

At this moment, an angry scolding sounded: "13, who is moving the old man's car?" A young man with an inch head wearing suspender pants walked over angrily from the café next to the bank.

Zhang Ziyu's eyebrows were upside down, and he was about to go up and beat people, but he was pulled by Wang Dayong.

"Brother Zhang, don't be impulsive, hit someone and lay them off, let me come. Saying that, Wang Dayong accompanied him with a smiling face, saluted first, then apologized, and explained in a slow voice, asking him to move the car, but the inch-headed man was even more arrogant, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the thin arms of the thorny dragon and tiger, lifted off Wang Dayong's big cap, and grabbed his collar and scolded: "Isn't it just a watchdog, dare to move Lao Tzu's car, you can't kill a 13-year-old." ”

Wang Dayong, who is tall and strong, was pushed and scolded by a young man who is one meter and seven meters tall, and he laughed with his honest face, and even the onlookers couldn't stand it, but in view of the tattoos on the inch-headed man, everyone only dared to mumble quietly.

At this time, Zhang Ziyu didn't make a move, holding his arms to watch the excitement, he wanted to see how long Wang Dayong could endure it. They are all young people in their twenties, and no one is born to be bullied, and sure enough, Wang Dayong's patience came to an end, pushed away the inch-headed man, pointed to the hat on the ground and shouted: "Pick it up for me." ”

The thin inch-headed man was pushed and staggered, almost fell, annoyed and ashamed, not only did not pick it up, but also stepped on it fiercely, Wang Dayong looked at it, his eyes were red, grabbed the arm of the inch-headed man, and put it to the ground with a beautiful grappling action, the red hair was stunned, Wang Dayong took out the car keys from his trouser pocket and threw them to another security guard, the car was moved to the side, and saw the inch-headed young man still sitting on the ground looking at himself with vicious eyes, Wang Dayong walked over and threw the car keys back to him, didn't say anything, turned his head and commanded the cars queuing outside to enter the parking lot, the inch-headed man got up for half a day and limped away。

There was a burst of crackling applause around him, and passers-by saw that they were not lively, so they scattered away, and a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Ziyu's mouth, and asked: "Dayong, are you really a pig feeding soldier in the army?"

Wang Dayong picked up the hat from the ground, patted it clean of dust, and put it on his head meticulously and said, "Isn't it, I fed the old sow for two years in the special forces." As the sun set, a golden shield insignia gleamed on his chest.