The old crooked, the provincial people, the contractor, the happy female ticket and the female Chang gambling. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info because one eye is crooked, so the name is crooked. At five o'clock in the morning, he drove his Wuling minivan to Fanghua Garden in Yanshi.

Before dawn, Fanghua Garden was already like a market, gathering more than 2,000 construction workers, most of whom were steel workers and carpenters. They all work on a short-term basis, waiting here every morning for the contractor to be selected, and then the canned yellow croaker is usually sent by a small van to various construction sites to work as coolies.

The old crooked looked at the Fanghua Garden, where the heads were moving, and he was slightly proud in his heart. Once upon a time, I was one of them. Relying on his own shrewdness, he is now a contractor, and he is already a prince in Fanghuayuan.

Cars and fish swim through the ragged migrant workers, and on cold mornings, everyone is so cold that they shrink their necks like quails, describing obscenity. The crooked man did not sympathize with them in the slightest because he had had the same experience. In the crooked eyes of the old man now, they are just tools to help him make money, and he wishes that there are more and more such tools, 5,000, 8,000, 10,000 or even more. In that way, he can keep his wages down again and again, and then he will be rich and prosperous.

This year, he has bought a building in the tobacco market with all the money, and it is being renovated. I plan to bring my wife and children at the end of the year, reunite the whole family, and live a happy life with my wife and children on the hot kang.

Find a place close to the breakfast stall and stop the car, open the door, and the migrant workers who want to work will get in the car and wait. Then, Lao Wei saw Chu Ji'an who was eating fritters and drinking soy milk.

This clean college graduate has been working with him for more than half a month, and he hasn't gotten a penny. Who is to blame, who made him a chick? I heard that the child's girlfriend ran away. That little is good-looking. It's a pity, if you can get a shot......

The old crooked walked over while lewd, and did not shy away from Chu Ji'an because he owed money. He sat down opposite Chu Ji'an loudly.

"Big brother, when will you give me my salary?" To the surprise of the old crooked, Chu Ji'an in front of him did not have the pitiful baba he used to be, but asked with a very calm smile.

The old crooked man with a shaved green skin and bald head unbuttoned the shirt inside his jacket, and under the big gold chain around his neck was a hideous tattoo on his chest. The already ugly eyes rolled up, and he said with a smile: "Brother, you must have a basis for speaking, when do I owe you wages?" Lao Tzu has been in Fanghuayuan for a few years, and who says that I owe money crookedly! You listen to me, and if you talk nonsense like this, I'll fart your brains! "The old crooked is full of confidence, no contract and no IOU, and a few of his friends who follow him all the year round are nearby. If he could, he wouldn't mind letting the child be subjected to the ruthless education of society.

Chu Ji'an didn't flinch or get angry because of the old crooked threat, just quietly stared into his eyes. The old crooked laugh, playing this kind of trick, just see! picked up a cigarette, also looked at Chu Ji'an.

Chu Ji'an's palms began to sweat, this extremely ugly guy in front of him, let his promise to give his girlfriend Sha Minghu's parents money for the holidays frustrated, it was the first evil that directly caused his girlfriend to become his ex-girlfriend, he had to take it no matter what!

Although, now Chu Ji'an also understands that his breakup with his girlfriend is inevitable. In this materialistic society, a down-and-out man, no matter how much you used to pay for this beloved woman, even if you give everything you have, but when you can no longer let her have a rich material life, the feelings will become full of holes and dissipate at any time. This is the love of this day and age!

He silently ran spells, his soul went out of his body, and he began to invade. One minute, two minutes, five minutes. Then, Lao Wei poured the cold soy milk that he didn't know who had drunk next to him on Chu Ji'an's face.

Chu Ji'an let the soy milk on his face flow onto the placket of his clothes, motionless like a sculpture, and the people next to him laughed. Looking at Chu Ji'an's sluggish appearance, the old crooked thought that he was suppressed by himself. Smiling and glancing at the onlookers, he flicked off the cigarette butts in his hands, asked for a soy milk and a fritters, got up and left, and sat in the car to eat and drink.

Chu Ji'an was not discouraged, his soul followed the old crooked into the car and continued to invade. An hour passed, and it still didn't work. The body sitting at the breakfast stall was driven aside by the stall owner and stood still, being pointed out and ridiculed by everyone. In this society, when you are weak, everyone will come and step on you, even if you are at the bottom of the society, there is no sympathy.

Soon the Wuling van was full. The old crooked threw out the cigarette butt in his hand, counted the number of people, and squeezed into more than 20 people. Beckon the migrant workers to close the door, start the car, and drive to the construction site.

Before leaving, he deliberately glanced at Chu Ji'an in the distance, and Chu Ji'an was still standing in the cold morning breeze. Shaking his head, he thought to himself that the kid seemed to have a bad brain. Step on the gas pedal and leave it far behind.

The car turned out of the main city, and there were few cars on the wide road, and the old crooked hummed a minor tune, and the car accelerated and moved forward at a gallop. Before seven o'clock, we will arrive at the construction site. These two dozen people are also enough to bring him a decent income, after all, it is the off-season.

As time went on, there were more and more cars on the road. The old crooked face became solemn, and he stared intently ahead, he now has money, and he can't just hang up if he wants to enjoy the abundant materials and beautiful women provided by this flowery world. At this moment, the old crooked eyes suddenly flickered, and he felt that a faint gray shadow was coming and disappeared without a trace, and he fell into chaos with his divine sense.

Chu Ji'an controlled the old crooked, and then slapped the brakes to death.

The Wuling van made a sharp braking sound, and at the same time, the body swung sideways, and rushed into the side lane with a big roundabout. The orderly order on the highway was suddenly chaotic, all kinds of brake sounds came and went, and the formation became chaotic. All kinds of cars are horizontal or oblique, and there are more than two miles of road extending on both sides.

The migrant workers in the carriage were thrown and slammed into the car, with a fluffy sound, mixed with exclamations. After a while, everyone Fang An was born, and when he saw the old crooked man who was in control of the steering wheel, he calmly took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, held it, and lit it. took a deep breath and said coldly: "I won't work today, get out of the car!" ”

The migrant workers scolded and watched the old crooked car speeding towards the city, and the crowd was angry, but they were helpless.

Chu Ji'an was very excited, he finally succeeded in encroaching on the enemy's body, for the first time! He accelerated wildly, regardless of the speed limit on the road signs, and the car was desperate to overtake.

Ahead, the morning sun has risen, sprinkling thousands of golden rays. On this beautiful morning, Chu Ji'an took control of the first object of revenge and ran wildly on the road of revenge!