At that time, Li Guangzhi lamented that most of the overseas Chinese were really weak, and he couldn't help but have a certain curiosity about the foreman in their mouths. Especially recalling the disgusted expression on the face of the previous section chief Tanaka, who was in charge of recruitment, when he mentioned this foreman, Li Guangzhi can basically be sure that this foreman surnamed Fujiwara is not a simple role.

In the next two days, Li Guangzhi not only moved bricks in a decent manner every day, but also inquired about some gossip news in the factory from the mouths of workers in the same group intentionally or unintentionally when chatting.

According to his own observations and inquirings, he found that the eighty or so workers in the entire porter group were roughly divided into three circles according to their native language. The largest number of people is in the Chinese circle, with about forty people. In second place is the Southeast Asian circle of Filipinos and Malays. The smallest number of people is a group of South American mestizos, and the foreman Fujiwara is the boss of this circle.

Among the three circles, the least number of South American Japanese is the highest, the Filipino and Malay are their younger brothers, and the largest number of Chinese are the lowest status and most regulated group.

In the past two days, Li Guangzhi has often seen that when the South American mixed-race often works until there is a third of the work left, they will sneak to the side to rest, and they will randomly point a few Chinese to do it for them when they have not finished moving. And the few Chinese who were pointed out actually went to do the work for them honestly.

Li Guangzhi was very puzzled by this strange phenomenon. In his opinion, the Chinese obviously have an advantage in numbers, and all of them are men who have the strength and can do manual work, how can they not even be as good as those Southeast Asian monkeys?

But he just muttered in his heart, and he didn't have the urge to come forward to give people grievances. When the road is uneven, he is enthusiastic, which is something that only the second teenager in the comics does. In his previous life, Li Guangzhi had been mixed in state-owned enterprises for ten years, and he had seen a lot of situations in which small circles in this kind of group were tilting against each other.

Generally speaking, if one of the two parties that seem to be equal in power on the surface is unusually willing to be bullied and dare not resist, it means that there is a more complex relationship at the bottom that plays a restraining role. Rushing to become a hero when the situation is unclear is likely to result in the tragedy that neither end of the tragedy is human.

Besides, Li Guangzhi's original plan was to work here temporarily for two months, and after earning a sum of money, he would return to China before the Spring Festival. Therefore, for him, the thing here is to be less touched. Anyway, with his size and strong appearance, ordinary people would not dare to provoke them

After work that day, Li Guangzhi and Gao Dali came to the small office next to the locker room as usual and asked Lin Dafeng, the deputy supervisor, to sign the working hours record sheet.

When they arrived at the door of the office, there were several people lined up in front of them. Li Guangzhi was waiting at the door and heard two people talking in the office.

"Director Lin, can you help me go and talk to Director Fujiwara, can you delay my share of money for two weeks? My child is sick and hospitalized, and I really don't have enough money. ”

This nervous, stammering voice is Lao Zhang's, and Li Guangzhi has a little impression of him, a middle-aged man in his 30s. The eyebrows and corners of the mouth on this man's face were drooping, and he looked a little unlucky.

"The rules are set by Fujiwara. He'll be back to work the day after tomorrow.,If you want to say that you go to Fujiwara yourself.。 I'm just a deputy director, and I don't have that kind of face at Fujiwara. ”

Lin Dafeng simply rejected Lao Zhang's request. From the tone of his voice, Li Guangzhi could hear that it seemed that he was also very dissatisfied with that Fujiwara.

When it was Li Guangzhi's turn to sign, he remembered what Lao Zhang said just now, so he asked casually.

"Director Lin, what kind of money did Lao Zhang tell you about, what kind of money is it? Whose family is going to have a happy event? ”

Lin Dafeng glanced up at him, but did not speak. After he slowly and methodically put the few filled out record sheets on the table in order, he said with some meaning:

"Well, you two haven't met Director Fujiwara yet. Ah, when Zhou Fuji goes to work, he will naturally tell you. ”

With that, he picked up the folder and got up and walked towards the filing cabinet on the side.

Li Guangzhi saw that Lin Dafeng didn't care about himself anymore, so he couldn't help but pout and scolded in his heart: "This old fox, his tone is really tight!" ”

Regarding the current situation of Chinese being bullied in the factory, although Li Guangzhi has no intention of becoming a hero, he is naturally a little more careful and vigilant as a Chinese.

Just after hearing what Lao Zhang said about "part money", Li Guangzhi wondered if this was a famous hall similar to protection money made by the Fujiwara supervisor.

The South American Gang bullied people in the factory, and as long as they didn't provoke themselves, Li Guangzhi had no intention of standing up for anyone. But if there really is any rule on protection fees, then there will inevitably be a conflict between myself and this Fujiwara. Li Guangzhi, who is anxious to make money, will never be happy that someone will take a piece of his salary for nothing.

It was with this in mind that Li Guangzhi wanted to inquire about some news from Lin Dafeng. Unexpectedly, this guy who was bent on protecting himself did not reveal his tone at all, which made Li Guangzhi very disdainful.

Lin Dafeng didn't speak, and Li Guangzhi couldn't do anything about him. While waiting for the commuter bus at the factory gate, Li Guangzhi also figured it out. It's useless to think too much before it happens. If you really want to fight that Fujiwara, with the strength value of himself and Gao Dali, which is not bad, a small boss at the level of "factory tyrant" is estimated to be able to handle it

It may be that the bursting of the bubble economy has not yet spread to the field of people's livelihood. While business is still booming, Mr. Li's Maruyama meat processing plant is still enjoying the same welfare system as Japan's "golden decade" — cheap buffet lunches, free overalls, and a free shuttle bus that runs four times a day between the Takashimadaira subway station and the factory.

After getting off the commuter bus in a small square near the Takashimadaira subway station, Li Guangzhi and Gao Dali discussed what food to buy for dinner later, while strolling home.

When passing by a street garden, Li Guangzhi saw the black straight girl again.

The girl was sitting cross-legged on the bench by the flower bed, reading with her head down. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, the girl's long satin-like black hair still made Li Guangzhi recognize her at a glance, this was the English girl he met that morning.

It was the setting sun, and the red light of the sunset shrouded the girl's body, gilding her silhouette with a warm dark golden halo that made her look as if she had just stepped out of Titian's painting.

Li Guangzhi slowed down and quietly admired this beautiful picture from a distance, but he didn't have the idea of going up to talk to him. It may be that he doesn't want to break the quiet and beautiful picture in front of him, and secondly, he may subconsciously think that he and the little girl who is a high school student are not from the same world at all.

"Hey, this little girl looks pretty good. Brother Guangzhi, did you see that? It's more beautiful than Sakura's sister! ”

Gao Dali's scenic voice suddenly sounded around him at an inopportune time, which made Li Guangzhi annoyed and a little crying and laughing.

The girl who was reading a book in the distance seemed to be disturbed by the sound, and raised her head to look this way.

Her gaze happened to meet Li Guangzhi's scrutinizing gaze. When the eyes met, the girl's clear and pure eyes made Li Guangzhi reluctant to look away for a while. However, out of an embarrassing mood similar to that after the voyeur was discovered, Li Guangzhi quickly avoided the girl's gaze.

He smiled awkwardly at the girl, turned around and pulled Gao Dali to leave.

Not far after walking out, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind me. He turned his head in surprise to see the girl trotting after her with her schoolbag.

"What is this girl trying to do when she comes after her? Is it to get revenge for my sarcasm in English? Li Guangzhi was a little surprised, and also thought a little funny.

"Ahno, Smith Marseille." (Sorry to bother)

The girl ran to the two of them, and before she could stand on her feet, she hurriedly bowed.

This girl's height is about 1.6 meters, standing in front of Li Guangzhi, who is 1.85 meters, she looks extremely petite.

In Mr. Jin Yong's pen, the beauty of Princess Xiangxiang's appearance can deter thousands of troops and horses from holding the weapons in their hands, which shows that beauty is also lethal.

When the girl in front of him raised her face and looked at herself and was about to speak, Li Guangzhi realized this kind of lethality. The clear and beautiful snow-white melon seed face with a hint of immaturity shook his heart in a trance, and he was a little nervous for no reason.

Fortunately, the girl in front of her looked even more nervous. She took a few deep breaths to speak, and finally opened her mouth with an expression that was about to go to heroic righteousness:

"It was indeed me who was too self-righteous that morning. I'm really sorry that I caused you trouble by saying something that went too far. ”

"Well, and the English level you showed last time made me feel very ashamed and admired. That, although I know it's a very capricious request, but anyway, I'd like to ask you to guide me in speaking English, please! ”

Probably because of the nervousness, the girl's cold and delicate voice was crisp and urgent, and there was not even a pause in the middle of the conversation.

Li Guangzhi opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the girl in front of him who was respectfully bent over, not knowing how to respond. He never expected that this girl would chase after her in a hurry, and she would actually want to be her English teacher.