The captain of the security team found Manager Gao and told him about the situation, and Manager Gao was also worried, saying: "He was dismissed on the first day he came, I'm afraid it's not good, and if it's really a person who has been released from prison, I'm afraid it's not easy to provoke, what if we retaliate?" ”

Captain Bai said: "But let him work with us, sooner or later there will be chaos, don't you see his attitude of talking to Officer Hu, it's just ......" He slapped the table indignantly, as if Liu Ziguang had bullied his female relatives.

Manager Gao lowered his head in contemplation, and said after a while: "In this way, observe for a period of time, find some minor problems and deduct his salary until he resigns, so as not to intensify the conflict." ”

Captain Bai praised: "It's still a high level of manager. ”

At the gate of the community, Wang Zhijun said regretfully: "Alas, I won't be able to smoke your cigarettes in the future, and Manager Gao will definitely have to fire you now." ”

Liu Ziguang glared: "Dare!" ”

Wang Zhijun leaned over and asked, "Dude, are you really 'on the mountain'?" ”

Liu Ziguang pretended to have a harmless expression and said, "Do you look like me?" ”

"Like! It's too similar, and that style is different from ordinary people......"

"Don't talk nonsense. Okay, it's okay now, I'll go out and take a look, and you can help me carry it. Liu Ziguang threw the remaining half of the bag of China to Wang Zhijun, took out the remote control key of Ma 6 and pressed it, and the car in the distance responded crisply, he didn't even change his security uniform, so he drove away, leaving only Wang Zhijun to praise: "Damn, the manager only drove the Elantra, he drove the horse 6, this guy is really good." ”

After leaving his hometown for too long, Jiangbei City has undergone earth-shaking changes, with high-rise buildings rising from the ground, wide and clean roads, fountains in the square, and green trees. Eight years ago, the area where Liu Ziguang pushed a cart to sell barbecued sausages has become a bustling commercial street, and red men and green women hurried by, which really made Liu Ziguang feel like a world away.

Eight years have passed, and I still have no longevity, and how to let my parents spend their old age in peace and how to get ahead and improve their living conditions has become the biggest problem at present.

Inextricably linked, there is no way to start, the restless Liu Ziguang drove the car on the street left and right, speeding forward like a swimming fish in the traffic, causing countless vehicles on the road to sound their horns to express their anger. Unconsciously, there was an open highway in front of him, Liu Ziguang suddenly woke up, stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped in the middle of the road.

Instead of digging out how to develop the hollow mind, it is better to start from the most bit of things, as the old saying goes, if you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world, if you can't even be a security guard, what else to talk about getting ahead!

Only by integrating into this society can you find a path that suits you, show your strengths, and emerge.

After making up his mind, Liu Ziguang slapped the steering wheel and went back to work in Zhicheng Garden.

When I came to the gate of the community, I saw a long list of cars, several of which were still impatiently honking their horns, Liu Ziguang parked the car on the side of the road, walked to the gate and saw that a Honda Fit was parked in the gate with its front turned out, the door was locked, and the driver did not know where to go.

You must know that this is the entrance of the community, only in and out, this Fit is horizontal at the door, more than a dozen cars outside can't get in, and it is the rush hour after work, seeing that the number of vehicles outside the door is still increasing, but Wang Zhijun is in a hurry.

"Brother Liu, you're back, it's a bad thing." Seeing Liu Ziguang coming back, Wang Zhijun, who was sweating profusely, ran up and down to complain to him.

"What's going on?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"The Honda car was going out in the wrong direction, and it happened to meet a car coming in, both sides were hard stubble, and they didn't want to retreat, so they got up, and I persuaded it for a long time to no avail, and the Honda owner simply got out of the car and left. It's too bad now, our winnings are in vain. ”

Liu Ziguang said: "It's not right to go out in the wrong direction, but you dare to play this set, it's against him!" Call the police to tow his car. ”

Wang Zhijun said: "I called, and the traffic police said that the roads in the community are not under their control. ”

Liu Ziguang said: "Then did you report to the manager?" ”

Wang Zhijun said with a bitter face: "Didn't you say it just now, if you make trouble with the manager, let's stop doing it." ”

"That's it......" Liu Ziguang held his cheeks and thought about it, at this time, there were more cars jammed outside, honking horns one after another, and residents in and out also looked sideways. Liu Ziguang frowned, passed the walkie-talkie in Wang Zhijun's hand, pressed the call button and said: "The guy in the garage, the guy at the exit, come over and support." ”

After a while, six security guards trotted over, and they were also surprised to see this scene, Liu Ziguang said: "Guys, do me a favor and lift this car aside." ”

Wang Zhijun said: "The kid who drives a Honda car doesn't seem to be easy to mess with, and before leaving, he will make whoever dares to move his car look ugly." ”

Liu Ziguang scoffed: "Bird feathers, it's reasonable to violate social morality, lift!" If something happens, it's mine. ”

Since Liu Ziguang has a big package, everyone will work together to lift the Honda car, and the Japanese car has been reduced greatly, and the eight people easily lifted the car to the side, and the long string of traffic outside slowly drove into the community, and each driver who passed by the security guards honked their horns to salute, and the eight security guards looked at each other, and a sense of professional honor arose.

At this moment, an angry curse sounded: "Fuck, who is moving Lao Tzu's car?" A red-haired young man in crotch pants rushed straight to the security guards from outside the community.

Liu Ziguang's eyebrows were upside down, and he was about to go up to theorize, but he was pulled by Wang Zhijun.

"Brother Liu, don't be impulsive, let me come."

Saying that, Wang Zhijun greeted him with a smile, saluted first, then apologized, and explained slowly, but the red hair became even more arrogant, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the thin arms of the dragon and tiger, took off Wang Zhijun's big-brimmed hat, and grabbed his collar and scolded: "Isn't it just a watchdog, dare to move Lao Tzu's car, you can't kill your ×." ”

The tall and sturdy Wang Zhijun was pushed and scolded by a young man of one meter and six meters tall in this way, with a smile on his honest face, and even the onlookers couldn't stand it, but because of the tattoo on the red hair, everyone only dared to mumble quietly.

At this time, Liu Ziguang was not impulsive, he hugged his arms to watch the excitement, he wanted to see how long Wang Zhijun could endure it.

They are all young people in their twenties, and no one is born to be bullied, and sure enough, Wang Zhijun's patience reached a critical point, pushed away the red hair, pointed to the things on the ground and shouted: "Pick it up for me!" ”

The thin red hair was pushed and staggered, almost falling, and in anger, not only did he not pick it up, but he also stepped on the thing on the ground. Wang Zhijun saw it, his eyes were red, he grabbed Hongmao's arm, and put him to the ground with a beautiful grappling action.

There was a burst of crackling applause around, and the residents saw that they were not lively, so they scattered away, and a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Ziguang's mouth, and asked, "Zhijun, are you really a soldier who feeds pigs?" ”

Wang Zhijun picked up a small badge from the ground, carefully wiped the dust off it, proudly put it on his left chest and said, "Isn't it, I've fed the three-year-old sow." ”

As the sun set, a golden parachute badge gleamed on his chest.

It was twelve o'clock at night after getting off work, in order to thank several colleagues for their help, Liu Ziguang invited them to have supper, several old security guards all said that there was something at home, only two young men who had no family drag, and they were happy to hear this, changed their uniforms and got into Liu Ziguang's car, and went to the night market food stall to eat barbecue.

The night market food stalls are located on the edge of the shantytown "Gaotupo", which is a dilapidated road during the day, and dozens of spicy hot, mutton skewers, and home-style stir-fry stalls are set up at night.

Nowadays, the nightlife of city people is rich and colorful, and supper is indispensable, those who are half-drunk in the bar, tired of PK in the Internet café, and those who get off the night shift all like to go to the night market food stalls to continue on the hour, which also creates the prosperity of the night market, which is open until the early hours of the morning before gradually dispersing, leaving only disposable chopsticks, swill, vomit and urine stains everywhere on the ground.

Liu Ziguang and the barbecue stall they went to is called "Authentic", which is somewhat famous in this area, the lamb skewers are sufficient, the price is cheap, and the key is that all the real mutton is used, not the kind of dead cats and rotten dogs that have been brushed with mutton fat, so the business is particularly good.

Four off-duty security guards picked a low table that looked quite flat, and sat down with a small horse for each person, Wang Zhijun seemed to be a regular customer, and he didn't need to look at the menu, and said directly to the dirty young man who came to greet him: "One pound of meat, two pounds of steamed buns, eight stinky dry, four bottles of beer, hurry up." ”

The young man sniffled and asked disdainfully, "Do you want kidneys, sheep balls, pomfret, ham sausages or something?" ”

Wang Zhijun's head shook like a rattle: "Don't do it, it's not enough to order it again." ”

Mutton skewers this kind of business, this small profit is thin, relying on sheep balls, kidneys, ham sausages these profiteering products to make money, seeing these few so shabby, the young man did not say much, put the ballpoint pen behind the ear, and shouted at the master under the shed: "Table No. 7, a pound of meat!" ”

"Wait." Liu Ziguang stopped the young man, picked up the menu and browsed it and said: "What kidneys, sheep's eyes, sheep balls, sheep whips, lamb chops, tendons, see that there are eight servings, four catties of meat, and barrels of beer?" ”

The young man's eyes lit up: "Yes! Fresh draft beer, 80 yuan a barrel. ”

"Two barrels of draught beer."

"Brother Liu, the four of us can't eat that much." Wang Zhijun said.

"Can't four big men eat this bit of meat? Today I have a treat, and the brothers let go. ”

As soon as he heard this, Wang Zhijun was relieved, and the other two honest security guards also grinned.

After a while, several stainless steel plates were served, a large number of meat skewers exuded the fragrance of cumin and chili powder, a whole barrel of draft beer was brought over, and four hungry men raised large beer glasses and touched each other: "Cheers!" Suddenly the white foam and the yellow liquor overflowed.

was drinking happily, and out of the neon Internet café in the distance, a dozen young people dressed as hipsters, the small ones were fifteen or sixteen, and the big ones were seventeen or eighteen, all dressed in tight small tops with crotch pants and shoes, with colorful hair, and two little sisters with heavy makeup.

The thugs swaggered into the "authentic tunnel", put the four tables together, sat down together, the boys took off their shirts, revealing the thin bare backbone of the thorny dragon and the tiger, and the girls sat on the small horse, their low-waisted pants revealing a large section of snow white, and took out cigarettes from the boys' cigarette cases to swallow the clouds and smoke, and played and played, from time to time with exaggerated screams and unbridled laughter and scolding.

Liu Ziguang was listening to Wang Zhijun boasting about his glorious history as an airborne soldier, but when he heard that Xing was interrupted by these young people, he frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed the little guy who sent the meat skewers, and said to him: "Tell those children, be quiet." ”

The young man's eyes widened, he looked at Liu Ziguang in surprise, walked straight to the table, and said something to a cool handsome guy in a shiny red jacket sitting in the center.

In an instant, the group of people all fell silent, the little gangsters turned their heads coldly to look at Liu Ziguang and them, and a few guys even reached out and grabbed the beer bottle.

Wang Zhijun and others found that the situation was wrong, and also quietly grabbed the little mazha under the buttocks. You can't fight when you're on duty in the community, but it doesn't matter outside you're outside.

Liu Ziguang continued to drink his wine as if nothing happened, and the cool brother in red on the opposite side glared at Liu Ziguang, shook his hair dyed orange, and whispered, and the little gangsters turned their heads and continued to laugh and drink, and the voice was louder than just now.

Wang Zhijun was relieved, let out a long breath, and said to Liu Ziguang: "These little ruffians don't want to die when they fight, it's better to mess with less." ”

Liu Ziguang smiled and didn't say anything, the four of them moved the table a little, a little away from the group of young people, and continued to eat and drink.

Two barrels of ten-liter draft beer, large plastic beer glasses, let go of the amount and drank violently, and after a while, a few people rose uncomfortably, Wang Zhijun held his stomach and said: "No, I have to go to make it easier." ”

Two other colleagues also stood up and said, "We can't hold it back, let's go together." ”

The three of them went to the back of the flower bed across the road to release the "pressure", and at this time, four people came out of a Poussin car without a license plate that had been parked on the side of the road, all wearing tourist shoes, baseball caps, the brim of the hat was pressed low, and the back of their hands was behind their backs, pinching a long strip wrapped in newspapers.

Liu Ziguang turned his back to the road, still pouring himself a drink, the four men walked very fast, quickly came to his back, and without saying a word, he pulled out the sharp blade behind his back, and slashed it at the back of Liu Ziguang's head.

Don't look at Liu Ziguang didn't look back, he had already heard their footsteps, the long knife chopped down with the sound of the wind, he just turned his head slightly and dodged it, and he had already held a steel bar for skewering mutton in his hand, which was made of tricycle spokes, and it was extremely sharp.

"Flutter", the steel bar pierced the attacker's right palm, and suddenly the long knife came out of his hand, the man had covered his right hand and screamed, Liu Ziguang then smashed his elbow on his face, so the screams immediately stopped abruptly, and the attacker lay on the ground and did not move.

The other three were estimated to have been mixing on the road for a long time, and when they saw that their companions were injured, they did not panic, but became more fierce, waving the sharp weapon in their hands and slashing at Liu Ziguang.

Liu Ziguang was one against three, and his position was not chaotic at all, he first went up to the guy who was the biggest, dodged his machete, and hit this person in the temple with a right hook, and the big man who was more than one meter and eight meters fell down without saying a word.

Before the other two people could react, Liu Ziguang had already stepped forward, and the two whips of "Tengteng" slapped them in the face, and even the gang of bastards sitting in the distance could hear the loud hits, and the two of them fell down without saying a word, and one of them was lying on the ground with one leg still twitching.

Liu Ziguang clapped his hands, continued to sit down to drink wine and eat meat, and after raising his wine glass, he suddenly turned his head and nodded and smiled at the dumbfounded thugs at the table.

The thugs turned their heads back in unison, not daring to make any more noise.

Wang Zhijun finished the water, pulled the zipper and walked over, and saw four people lying on the ground, and couldn't help but be startled: "Brother Liu, what's the matter?" ”

Liu Ziguang smiled faintly, walked up to the owner of the meat skewer stall, threw down a stack of money and said, "Boss, I'm sorry." ”

The middle-aged boss was holding a cigarette, and the machete in his hand to cut mutton stopped: "Leave you, it's okay." ”

"Thank you." Liu Ziguang turned around and pulled three stunned colleagues away.

Sending the three colleagues home, Liu Ziguang went to the candy bar as soon as the steering wheel turned, no need to think about it, he knew that the knife hand was invited by Sun Wei, but he didn't expect this kid to be very black, this little thing is going to kill people, this time he must be taught a good lesson.

When he came to the door of the bar, he found that the light inside was blind, the roller shutter door was closed, and there was no car at the door.

Sun Wei ran away, Liu Ziguang didn't move, and after going around twice, he drove home, and passed by the "authentic road" by the ghost. At this time, it was already four o'clock in the morning, there was not a single pedestrian on the street, the diners of the food stalls had dispersed, and the owner was packing up the tent stove and sundries, ready to go home to rest. Everything was calm as usual, and there was no sign that a fierce battle had just taken place here.

Liu Ziguang parked the car on the side of the road, came down and looked at it a few times, under the dim street lamp, the young man was washing the floor with a broken mop, and at this time the young man looked at Liu Ziguang's gaze again, and he had a little reverence.

"Boss, I'm in trouble." Liu Ziguang threw a cigarette over.

The middle-aged boss raised his head and smiled, with an old scar on his face: "Small things, common." ”

"What about the boys?"

"Get up and walk on your own."

"Didn't call the police?"

"What about calling the police, these boys are from other places when they hear the accent, and they don't know what they are doing, and they dare to find the police?"

Hearing this, the boss seemed to have been mixed, but looking at his indifferent appearance, he didn't want to talk to Liu Ziguang more, so Liu Ziguang nodded and drove away.

Early the next morning, Liu Ziguang got up early, bought steamed buns, fritters, soy milk, morning newspaper, and started cleaning after serving the second elder after breakfast.

After coaxing the second elder to be happy, Liu Ziguang went out with his slippers. After eight years away from home, he wanted to see what had changed in his hometown.

The "high soil slope" is still the same as the original "high soil slope", except that it is more dilapidated than eight years ago, there is little change, the small earth buildings built indiscriminately, the wires are pulled indiscriminately, the sewage on the roadside is cross-flowing, the walls are plastered with small advertisements, and even the bicycle repair stall at the corner of the street still exists.

"Uncle Guo, a new dog." Liu Ziguang greeted the old man who repaired the car affectionately and walked over slowly.

Unconsciously, I walked near my alma mater, there were three shabby snooker cases on the side of the road, the dark green table was already mottled, and unemployed young people were holding clubs, smoking cigarettes, and playing boringly.

Liu Ziguang walked over slowly, and when he saw the billiards case, he couldn't help but itch and wanted to play two games, and suddenly a cool guy in a red T-shirt came out of the roadside bungalow, which was the boss of the gangsters last night.

"Liu Ziguang?" The young man in red shouted tentatively.

"Huh? Do you know me? Liu Ziguang looked him up and down.

"It's really you! I'm handsome, we're in a compound. The young man shouted with joy, "Yesterday I wondered why it was so similar, it was really you, brother." ”

Liu Ziguang also patted his head and suddenly realized: "I think of it, the little hairy child in Uncle Pei's house who drags his nose is still wetting the bed, Bei Xiaoshuai!" ”