Chapter 22: Trouble at the company

Huang Jun looked at the security guards, snorted coldly, and walked into the farm without fear.

These security guards already knew Huang Jun, but they just surrounded him, but no one started fighting.

Hearing Huang Jun's angry scolding, the business manager Tong Daming and a salesman ran out quickly. They didn't get close to Huang Jun, they stopped from a distance, and stared with puzzlement.

The notice at the door, everyone has seen it. It's just that no one can guess what happened here, just one night, a salesman who should have a great future suddenly became a traitor to the company. This kind of huge change makes it difficult for everyone to adapt to and understand.

Now hearing the target of Huang Jun's target, Tong Daming and others couldn't help but speculate, could it be that Huang Jun had a conflict with the boss of the company? What is it that triggers the conflict?

In regret and suspicion, Tong Daming and others watched the further evolution of things.

Huang Jun glanced at his former colleague and then turned his gaze to the top floor of the four-story office building.

Looking at the empty windowsill with cold eyes, Huang Jun opened his throat again and roared: "Su Zhendong, you old immortal, come out for me." Lao Tzu is not dead, I am looking for you to ask for my life. You nobody's last name, you shrunken turtle. ”

Listening to Huang Jun's insults, Tong Daming and the others and a security guard were shocked, and they couldn't help but realize one thing. Not dead? Asking for your life? What do you mean, Manager Su wants to kill Huang Jun?

"Huang Jun, don't be impulsive, what's going on?" Tong Daming couldn't help it, and hurriedly asked. Huang Jun just pulled a big order for the company yesterday, so that the company and Angel Huahua established a business relationship. When they separated last night, they were still amicable to each other, but after only a few hours, the two sides became enemies of life and death?

Seeing that Su Zhendong did not show up, Huang Jun looked at Tong Daming and the others, and said with a sad face: "Manager Tong, you don't know, I ...... yesterday"

"Shut up!"

Before Huang Jun could get into the topic, a cold voice suddenly sounded upstairs.

When Huang Jun heard this voice, he squinted his eyes and looked up with anger on his face. Looking at Su Zhendong's appearance, Huang Jun took a sip fiercely.

At the window on the fourth floor, a middle-aged man in his fifties was standing. This person's brows are a little bald, his eyes are cloudy, and the horizontal flesh on his face can't stop shaking, he is the owner of Su's farm, Su Zhendong.

"Little bastard, you are not small, you dare to come to the company to make trouble, your mother is tired and crooked." Su Zhendong shouted.

"Old turtle, you don't fucking pretend. Aren't you trying to kill me, I'm right here, come on. Huang Jun retorted indignantly.

Su Zhendong had a cold light in his eyes, stretched out his fingers, held a cigarette roll, and pointed at Huang Jun.

Seeing that Su Zhendong was warning himself, Huang Jun sneered and said; "Why don't you dare, last night's thief's guts? Come on, I'm waiting for you to do it. ”

Su Zhendong squinted at Huang Jun, and shouted: "Tong Daming, settle the salary for this little thing, let him get out." ”

Tong Daming and the others downstairs were stunned when they heard the boss's request. Huang Jun was so presumptuous, the boss actually compromised. It seems that what Huang Jun said is not a fantasy. Why would a boss kill his own employees? Tong Daming and the others guessed, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Hahaha" Huang Jun saw that Su Zhendong was frightened, and laughed heartily. He looked at the window on the top floor and shouted, "Old thing, do you know you're scared?" Lao Tzu told you, I will have three long and two short in the future, and the first person I want to find is you bastard. ”

Su Zhendong shook off the cigarette butt fiercely, turned around and walked back to the office.

The settlement work went smoothly, Tong Daming settled the accounts in a few minutes and paid Huang Jun 10,000 yuan.

Huang Jun put the ticket in his pocket, went to the carport to pick up his mountain bike, and left.

Tong Daming and the others, who came out to see each other, looked at Huang Jun who was leaving, and sighed in amazement. In it, a pair of eyes looked at the top of his head with a fine light, and then looked at Huang Jun who was leaving, and thoughtfully hid into the crowd.

Su Zhendong returned to the office, his face gloomy like a dark cloud. He stared at the mural on the wall in distraction, clenching his fists fiercely. This little bastard didn't die, what a fucking accident.

However, fortunately, this little thing came by itself and did not look for the police. It seems that he doesn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Thinking of this, Su Zhendong breathed a long sigh of relief. It's just that when thinking of Huang Jun's warning, Su Zhendong felt a little troublesome. If there is really an accident with this little thing, the first suspect must be himself. Those who are interested should not be allowed to take advantage of this opportunity, and they must be strictly guarded against.

Thinking that he was going to send someone to protect him, Su Zhendong slammed the table and scolded angrily: "You are a king and eight calves." ”

After Huang Jun left the farm, the anger on his face disappeared instantly. He glanced behind him with a smug look and hummed a little song happily. I'm just going to make a fuss, to let everyone know that you tried to kill me. If you dare to deal with me again, the first thing the police will look for is you.

After getting his income, Huang Jun quickly returned to his rental house. How to get revenge in your own way?

With this question, Huang Jun furrowed his brows, slowly walked out of the gate, and walked into the distance.

In front of Huang Jun is a fence made of cement columns and steel wire mesh. Inside the fence was an endless vegetable garden, overgrown with weeds and almost deserted.

Looking at the somewhat dry leaves, Huang Jun shook his head, the owner of this vegetable garden was too dissatisfied. Not to mention negligent management, this irrigation, fertilization, insecticide, and weeding are completely inadequate. If you want me to do it, specify to do it better than he does.

Huang Jungang thought of this and looked stunned. Since there is no one to take care of this vegetable garden, how about I contract him and plant flowers?

It doesn't seem to work! Huang Jun immediately denied his idea. I don't have any money. With nearly 60,000 yuan on his body, he had to buy seeds, fertilizer, and hire people to clean up the site, which was a lot of expenses.

Nearly 60,000 yuan, which seems to be a lot, if you really want to rent land, that is, dozens of acres, there will never be 100 acres.

"I haven't tried yet, I'm intimidated by the difficulties, it's not advisable, try it first, and then talk about it." Xiao Yu suddenly reminded.

Hearing this, Huang Jun gritted his teeth and said, "You're right, try it first." ”

After a little consideration, Huang Jun took out the phone and called the kind landlord again. He was a native and must have known who this land belonged to. The landlord answered the phone, and Huang Jun immediately said the question.

The landlord thought for a while and said: "It seems that it was contracted by Yuan Qiangjun, if you want to take it down, I'm afraid it will be more difficult, he is not short of money." He took over the land as if it had some special purpose. ”

"Who is Yuan Qiangjun and where can I find him?" Huang Jun ignored the difficulties that might arise and asked quickly.

"He runs a nightclub, and there are a lot of places in the city, so you can just ask around and you can know where he is." The landlord said clearly, and then admonished: "Boy, you'd better not look for him, he has a background in crime." ”

"Huh?!" When Huang Jun heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded. Involved in the black, this kind of person is really not suitable for contact.

Hanging up the phone, Huang Jun looked at the land in front of him, a little greedy, but even more worried.

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