Inside the broadcast room.

Yu Haitang was so angry because of Zhou Hongyue and Yang Weimin's affairs that her face turned red.

She had seen shameless people, and she had never seen such shameless people.

It's really hateful to pry away someone else's boyfriend and show off his might in front of others.

And Yang Weimin is not a thing, and he even cooperated with Zhou Hongyue to bully her.

Fortunately, Li Weidong came in time to relieve her.

Yu Haitang was grateful at this time, she felt Li Weidong's warmth and care, and at the same time, she also strengthened her love for him.

She looked at Li Weidong affectionately and bravely expressed her heart: "Brother Weidong, thank you~"

The corners of Yu Haitang's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sweet smile; Her cheeks would flush with a faint flush, as if a ray of warm sunlight had sprinkled on her face; Her posture will also become more graceful, feminine, and exude a charming aura.

Without waiting for Li Weidong to react, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Li Weidong, and when she raised her eyes, the corners of her eyes were full of charm.

"Brother Weidong, I want to be with you."

Feeling the warmth through his clothes, Li Weidong could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

He rubbed Yu Haitang's jet-black silky hair, and looked up to see a desk in the middle of the office.

That's it!

Cheerful times are always short-lived.

Half an hour later, the smell inside the room was a little stronger.

Li Weidong got dressed and stood up and opened the window, he felt that the bright red plum blossoms outside the window were even more vivid.

"Brother Wei Dong, why did you come to the broadcast studio so coincidentally today?"

Compared with just now, the current Yu Haitang, her eyes are moist, the corners of her lips are smiling, and her temperament is more moving and enchanting.

Li Weidong retracted his gaze and looked at her with pity: "Coincidentally, I happen to have a broadcast script, and I need the help of your broadcast studio to broadcast it." ”

When it came to work, Yu Haitang immediately became professional.

She buttoned the collar of her blouse, reached out to take the manuscript from Li Weidong's hand, and read it carefully.

"Well, the manuscript is very well written, using vivid metaphors, rich vocabulary and wonderful sentence structure, which makes the article full of vitality and charm. Each paragraph is on topic and logical. It's a vibrant and infectious article that is unforgettable. ”

As she spoke, her eyes lit up: "Brother Wei Dong, this is the best manuscript I have ever seen, comparable to the manuscript in the newspaper, this manuscript was written by you?" ”

"Yes." Li Weidong nodded. With a 10,000-fold experience system, he now only needs to read a few books and newspapers, and his writing level is similar to that of those old editors.

"It's really amazing~" Yu Haitang exclaimed, stepped forward, snuggled up to Li Weidong's side, and whispered: "Brother Weidong, can you teach me how to write an article?" As you know, I applied for the promotion exam this year and I felt no confidence. ”

Announcers are also rated, divided into broadcast instructors, chief announcers, first-level announcers, second-level announcers, third-level announcers, and trainee announcers.

Yu Haitang is now a trainee announcer, and the establishment is still a worker, only if he is admitted to the third-level announcer, he can be regarded as an official announcer, and he can be transferred to a cadre establishment.

Of course, studying the article, the two have an excuse to be alone

Yu Haitang also felt guilty when she was dressing just now.

After all, Li Weidong is Yu Li's husband, and being with Li Weidong is tantamount to hurting Yu Li.

But.

If Yu Li didn't know, wouldn't that mean there was no harm?

Besides.

Yu Li is her sister, and if she has any good things, she will give them to her.

She didn't overdo it.

Even if Yu Li knew, she wouldn't blame her.

Li Weidong knew Yu Haitang's thoughts, but he didn't break it, looked at her cute little face, and nodded.

"Of course, if you want to learn broadcasting, you still have to read a few books related to broadcasting."

"Uh-huh." Yu Haitang nodded again and again.

The two chatted for a few words, and Li Weidong left the broadcast studio and returned to the workshop.

At this time, the air in the room has been refreshed, Yu Haitang cleaned up the desk, and then started a new day's work.

"Comrades workers, comrades workers, now I will read aloud to you the article written by Comrade Li Weidong of the Poverty Alleviation Workshop, the name of the article is "Life is endless, struggle is not stopped."

Yu Haitang's passionate voice instantly spread throughout the rolling mill through the loudspeakers throughout the rolling mill.

The machines in the workshop roared, and the workers heard the sound of the radio, and they were more motivated.

It's just that how do you feel that Yu Haitang's voice today seems to be extraordinarily cheerful!

"It hurts, it hurts. Tap. ”

After Yang Weimin left the broadcast studio, he was carried to the medical room by Zhou Hongyue.

Dr. Zhang from the medical room stepped forward to check on Yang Weimin's injuries.

He frowned: "Section Chief Yang, your face is very badly injured, what did you do?" ”

"Falling." Yang Weimin said with some embarrassment.

"Fell?" Dr. Zhang glanced at Yang Weimin suspiciously, and it was a miracle that he could make a slap mark on his face.

But he didn't ask too much, and took out a glass bottle from the medicine cabinet.

"There are no other anti-inflammatory drugs, only red potion."

Zhou Hongyue frowned: "Doctor, Brother Weimin's injury is very serious, if you only use red potion, will it leave a scar?" ”

Yang Weimin is a little white face, if there is a scar on his face, how ugly it is.

Dr. Zhang smiled and said, "It's not a big problem, he just broke the corner of his mouth a little." ”

"That's fine."

Yang Weimin endured the pain, applied red potion, and followed Zhou Hongyue out of the infirmary.

Hearing Yu Haitang's voice in the air, his mood suddenly became bad.

The voice reminded him of the humiliation he had just received.

"Damn Li Weidong, I will definitely make you look good!" Yang Weimin scolded viciously.

Zhou Hongyue pursed her lips and said: "Brother Weimin, I heard that Li Weidong has practiced and learned what method of beating jujube sticks, and ordinary people are not his opponents at all." ”

The biggest hobby of truck drivers is to brag and fart, and Li Weidong's deeds of catching fuel guzzlers have long been spread throughout the entire rolling mill.

Although Yang Weimin doesn't know what the jujube stick method is, it sounds like it's hard to deal with.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, was there no hope of revenge?

Yang Weimin and Zhou Hongyue walked along the road to the office, and when they walked to the side of the toilet, Yang Weimin suddenly stopped.

"Brother Weimin, what's wrong?" Zhou Hongyue asked curiously,

"I've figured out how to deal with Li Weidong!" Yang Weimin was particularly excited.

"How to deal with it?"

"I'm not Li Weidong's opponent alone, but I know a few green skins. Let them ambush Li Weidong on the way to get off work, I don't believe that Li Weidong is the opponent of those people! Yang Weimin gritted his teeth, and his eyes burst out with hatred.

Zhou Hongyue also often mixes on the streets, and knows the style of the green skins, who are really good at using bayonets.

She pursed her lips and said with some concern: "This is not good, in case there is a fatality, and the security department will track it down, we will not be able to get out of the relationship." ”

"Don't worry, the guy I'm looking for is reliable. Besides, I'm going to be transferred to the lumber mill in two days, and even if I do, I won't be able to find out about us. ”

Yang Weimin couldn't help but laugh when he thought that Li Weidong's stomach was pierced by a bayonet and the bright red blood flowed all over the ground.

"Li Weidong, let you compete with me for Yu Haitang, you go to die!"

Zhou Hongyue pursed her lips: "It turns out that you are still for Yu Haitang!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, her neckline was grabbed by Yang Weimin.

"Zhou Hongyue, you don't care about my business!"

Yang Weimin's fierce appearance made Zhou Hongyue shudder.

In the past, Yang Weimin was polite and polite, just like a teacher in college, but now he has become like a ruffian.

Is this who he really is?

Zhou Hongyue felt as if she didn't know as much about Yang Weimin as she thought.

Yang Weimin saw that Zhou Hongyue's face was pale, and he also realized that he had lost his temper, so he hurriedly let go of his hand and grabbed Zhou Hongyue's arm to comfort him.

"Red Moon, I was angry just now. You also know what it means for a man to be slapped in the face. ”

"Since I was a child, even my parents haven't touched a finger on me, and now Li Weidong actually slapped me."

"He threw my dignity to the ground and crushed it with the stinking soles of his shoes."

Yang Weimin's half-truthful explanation and his painful appearance made Zhou Hongyue's heart suddenly soften, and she reached out to hold Yang Weimin's hand.

"Brother Weimin, I understand you, let's go find someone to clean up Li Weidong."

"Thank you, Red Moon, you are so good to me, and it is the greatest luck in my life to meet you." Yang Weimin is affectionate.

Zhou Hongyue melted in the thick of affection, and the flush climbed from the snow-white slender neck to her cheeks.

"Let's chirp"

She closed her eyes and felt a bite on her cheek.

Yang Weimin held back his nausea and said with a smile: "But, Hongyue, I have something to ask you for help." ”

Zhou Hongyue opened her eyes.

"I forgot to bring money today, you know, you need money to ask those green skins to help" Of course Yang Weimin has money, but if he can use a woman's money, why spend his own money?

"How much?"

"Fifty bucks." Yang Weimin saw Zhou Hongyue's hesitant expression, and hurriedly explained: "You also know that if you want to find those reliable people, the price must be higher. I'm also thinking about the safety of the two of us. You don't want to be tracked down, do you? ”

"yes."

Fifty yuan is a huge amount of money in this era, and ordinary people can't take it out at all.

However, Zhou Hongyue is not an ordinary person, but the daughter of Zhou Zhi, the deputy director of the timber factory.

She hesitated, although she was reluctant, and finally handed over the money to Yang Weimin, driven by love.

After getting the money, Yang Weimin smiled and said, "I'm going to find someone now, you can go back to the office first." ”

"Okay."

Zhou Hongyue didn't want to go back.

After all, she had just quarreled with Yu Haitang just now, but in the face of Yang Weimin, she couldn't say a word.

After the two left, Silly Zhu came out of the toilet with his pants in his hand.

Looking at Yang Weimin's back, Silly Zhu's eyes widened: "This thing wants to harm Brother Weidong?" ”

Yang Weimin came to the fitter's workshop with his hands behind his back and asked the workers to call Ma San out of the workshop.

Ma San took a cigarette in his mouth and walked out.

Seeing Yang Weidong's face, the cigarette fell to the ground.

"I'm obedient, for the people, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone beaten!" Yang Weimin covered his face and said angrily.

Ma San's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

"Who in our rolling mill is so bold as to dare to do something to you Section Chief Yang."

Yang Weimin waved his hand: "Don't mention this, I'm looking for you this time because I want you to help me clean up someone." ”

"Clean up people, I'm doing it! Who's going to pack? Ma San rubbed his hands. He felt that he could make a lot of money this time.

"Li Weidong."

"What? Li Weidong." Ma San looked a little hesitant, "I heard that kid has learned"

"Isn't it just the jujube stick method!" Yang Weimin interrupted him and said in a cold voice: "I don't believe it, he is bare-handed, you have a knife, can you be his opponent." ”

"Besides, no matter how powerful he is, he is only one person, when did you not go with seven or eight people?"

It is a well-known fact that Qingpi in Beijing likes to fight in groups.

"That's right." Ma San nodded, "We are brothers, and it is my Ma San's duty to stick a knife in my brother's ribs." However, I have to hire someone."

"Tell me, how much?" Yang Weimin interrupted him again.

"Ten pieces." Ma San gritted his teeth and quoted a high price.

Yang Weimin took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Ma San's hand: "Here are twenty yuan, I want Li Weidong to lie on the bed for three months and not move!" ”

"Sac man? That's easy! Ma San happily took the money, and said in his heart that Yang Weimin was really a wronged man, and only five yuan was enough for this job.

It was fifteen yuan for white, and I went to drink a little wine at night, which was delicious.

Ma San collected the money and became professional: "When is the time to do it?" ”

"Of course, the sooner the better" Yang Weimin pondered for a moment, raised his head and said: "It's best today, Li Weidong is now a celebrity in the rolling mill, if there is an attack, the security department will definitely track it down, and tomorrow our actions may be much easier." ”

"It's still my brother, you have a flexible brain, okay, I'll go out and arrange it now, and promise to let Li Weidong lie on the hospital bed tonight."

Ma San smiled, and the corners of his mouth outlined a hint of fierceness.

Time passed quietly.

The shadow of the rolling mill workshop gradually elongated.

Time unconsciously came to the end of work.

As soon as Yang Weimin thought that Li Weidong would be given a fierce gesture when he waited, his mouth couldn't close.

In order to avoid suspicion, he deliberately left the rolling mill a little late.

Riding a bicycle, along the dim path, Yang Weimin galloped towards the courtyard.

At this time, Zhou Hongyue should have been waiting for him in the small courtyard.

Oh, people are in bed, rice is in the pot, and the small days are beautiful.

In the ditch on the side of the road, Li Weidong heard the sound of the bicycle rubbing against the ground, and raised his head to take a look.

I saw Yang Weimin riding a bicycle over.

He covered his face with a scarf, grabbed a stick, and rushed out.

Catch up with the bicycle in three or two steps, and insert the stick into the banner of the front wheel of the bicycle.

I only heard a "click".

Under the action of huge inertia, Yang Weimin flew out of the bicycle.

Face to the ground, he slammed into the ground.

Coincidentally, there was a stone on the ground.

The hardness of the skull is compared to that of the stone.

Stone wins.

The ground, the blood is specked.

(End of chapter)