Sister Qing expected that Sister Dingwei would not fall out with her publicly for a man who had left the factory, and this dumb party was determined to lose today.

I didn't play Chu Ming last night, and Sister Qing was still holding back a bad breath in her heart, this was the first time she lost her hand in Fuyang Electronics Factory.

Chu Ming was wearing a gray shirt with a very poor texture and dark blue pants, looking like a dirt bag, dusty. Carrying a large bag of things on his back, and a few aluminum rice bowls and a few spoons hanging from his waist, this style of painting is similar to that of a group of migrant workers who took a few days on the train for a few days to beg for food on the coast in the eighties and nineties. Although the food in the factory is poor, Chu Ming can eat half a catty of white rice at a meal because he works too hard to make screws and has a lot of physical exertion.

When he came to the factory gate, Chu Ming was already sweating profusely, and he hurriedly opened the large bags of things for the two security guards to check.

The bags are full of bedding, sheets, clothes, pants, drinking glasses, toothpaste, toothbrushes, shampoo and other daily necessities, but there is nothing of value anyway.

Chu Ming hurriedly handed out two cigarettes and prepared to light them for the two security guards.

One of the chubby security guards, after taking the cigarette, took a look at it, and found that it was the White Tower, frowned slightly, and put the cigarette on his ear. He took out a pack of Yuxi from his trouser pocket, flicked it lightly, took out two of them, lit one for himself, and handed the other to another security guard.

Chu Ming was slightly embarrassed, it was obvious that the security guard brother was disgusted that the grade of his cigarettes was too low.

The security guard glanced at Chu Ming's big bags of messy things, spat out a puff of smoke at Chu Ming, stretched out a hand, and said coldly.

"Where's the release slip?"

Chu Ming wiped the sweat on his face, and looked surprised, haven't all the things been checked, they are all his personal belongings, not things in the factory, why do you still need to release the slip?

Another skinny security guard handed Chu Ming a bottle of mineral water and hurriedly smiled.

"This is the rule of the factory, and we don't dare to let it go at will, everyone is the same, not just for you, brother."

Chu Ming opened the mineral water and drank it all down, while asking the skinny security guard.

"Where can I open the line?"

"East Factory Office." The skinny security guard replied.

Chu Ming suddenly had a big head when he heard the word "Dongchang", he was taken to bed by the women of Dongchang last night, he still remembered it vividly, it is no exaggeration to say that the barbarism and rudeness of the women in Dongchang have caused him a psychological shadow, and now if he goes to the Dongchang office, he may cause some trouble.

The skinny security guard patted Chu Ming on the shoulder, and suddenly showed a sinister smile, and said.

"Don't worry, someone will send you your release slip soon."

"What do you mean?" Chu Ming asked puzzled, and at the same time had a bad premonition in his heart.

The two security guards suddenly burst out laughing, and the thin security guard pointed behind Chu Ming with a finger.

Chu Ming turned his head to look, his back instantly chilled, a group of black and oppressive crowd had already walked towards him, and what was even more terrifying was that there was a sudden fainting in his head, just like the symptoms after drinking Li Hua's drink in the dormitory last night.

"You..." Chu Ming's eyes widened, glaring angrily at the two security guards, a feeling of weakness spread throughout his body, and there was a feeling of instrength all over his body.

Chu Ming never imagined that he would plant twice in the same place. There was a problem with the drink Li Hua gave, and today it was damaged by the security guard's mineral water puddle, this black factory is really shocking step by step.

Soon Chu Ming was surrounded by more than two dozen young women in black uniforms and white shirts in an oval circle, two of them in factory uniforms carried a revolving chair in the middle of the crowd, Sister Qing quickly walked out of the crowd and sat on the revolving chair, Huang Li hurriedly handed Sister Qing a cigarette and lit it respectfully.

Sister Qing's red lips are dripping, and she is wearing a pink peony tight bifurcated robe, which perfectly presents her concave and convex figure, and her permed yellow hair with bangs is full of anger. The face is coated with a thick powder. A lotus cigarette is held between the pointed fingers of the manicure, and from time to time it elegantly brings it to the side of the mouth, exhaling a circle of smoke.

Sister Qing's dress, this painting style... It's not like working in a screw factory, but it's similar to the group of women who have been in nightclubs for a long time, or even worse.

Today weekend, Sister Wei left the factory, she is the absolute talker, and she has the final say in the whole factory.

Last night, Sister Wei brought someone to her dormitory to ask for someone, and her domineering appearance was fiercely pretended in front of her. It made her breathe all night.

She didn't dare to do anything to Sister Wei on the surface, because Sister Wei had Tao Fuyang standing behind her. But to deal with Chu Ming, for her, it was as simple as killing a chicken.

In Sister Qing's eyes, Chu Ming was a waste, one of the harems for her to play with in the men's dormitory, but it was this waste that swept her Yaxing last night.

She naturally sprinkled all the anger of last night on Chu Ming.

Of course, Sister Qing also knows that although Sister Wei is low-key, she usually looks for men in the factory, especially for those new employees, obviously Chu Ming is Sister Wei's man.

Not only did she have to clean up Chu Ming in front of the public today, but she also had to take him to a small room...

Toy hard!

Tell her Sister Wei...

Who is the person who is talking about this Fuyang Electronics Factory?

And who has the final say?

Besides, Chu Ming's waste is about to leave the factory, and if he doesn't play again, he won't have a chance in the future.

The reason why she is so arrogant and lawless in the factory is that Tao Fuyang will not dare to do anything with her, she has been a junior of the other party for more than ten years, and she has also mastered a lot of black materials from Tao Fuyang. He even had two abortions for this stinky man.

Now that she is older, Tao Fuyang doesn't play with her anymore, but she knows that Sister Wei and Tao Fuyang must have a leg. Otherwise, in this factory, would Sister Wei dare to be so tough?

It was the support behind Tao Fuyang that allowed Sister Wei to sit in the position of the head of the West Factory to this day.

Black pressed oval hermale-shaped ring.

"What do you want to do?" Chu Ming roared loudly.

At this time, he was weak, his head was accompanied by a burst of fainting, and even his vision began to blur, and more than two dozen young women in black uniforms and white shirts around him looked at him with either indifferent or excited eyes, as if a good show was about to appear.

Sister Qing sat on the black revolving chair, cocked her slender and white legs, held a cigarette in one hand, and gently pulled the diamond ring in her hand with the other, showing her wealth. Those aggressive eyes were staring at Chu Ming, who was like a queen on top at this time, and Chu Ming was a slave captured from the battlefield.

Wu Qiang held the teapot and cup in his hand, walked into the black-pressed humanoid circle, came to Sister Qing, and knelt down on one knee.

"Sister Qing, please use tea!"

Sister Qing picked up the teacup and swallowed it slowly, suddenly feeling like she was sitting on the emperor in her heart.

She has been the emperor of the soil in this Fuyang electronics factory for more than ten years, since half a year ago, Sister Wei came to this factory with a group of people, and established the West Factory, her power began to be checked and balanced, and since then it has been restrained a lot, and the long-term depression has not released the resentment in her heart.

And today, she suddenly regained the feeling of being an empress in the past.

Just one word in my heart, cool!

Huang Li suddenly kicked Chu Ming's ass and shouted angrily.

"Don't kneel yet!"

Chu Ming was furious, the man had gold under his knees, how could he kneel in front of the public? And it's kneeling for a poisonous woman in a black factory.

Seeing that Chu Ming didn't kneel, Huang Li flew up and kicked out again.

Chu Ming was kicked out several meters away before he could barely stabilize his body.

"What do you want to do in broad daylight?" Chu Ming was in a trance, with a red face, facing the aggressiveness of more than two dozen young women in black, dogs fighting people, as if they were doing the last battle of trapped beasts, and let out an angry roar again.

At this time, even though his body was about to collapse, he was still standing majestically, facing a group of lawless factory underworld forces.

Chu Mingning is unyielding to death, his head can be broken, and his blood can flow!

But how can the dignity of the big man tolerate the slightest trampling!

This is Chu Ming!

He is a man with a simple mind and a burst of positive energy!

is also a dignified and upright man.

How is it possible to kneel down to a mad femme fatale?

"You're tough, aren't you?" Huang Li spit out saliva and rubbed her hands on her hands, then shook her head, took a few steps back, and then rushed back violently, kicking Chu Ming on the back.

Chu Ming's whole person was kicked out several meters away, a few stumbles, his body was unstable, and he fell headlong at Sister Qing's feet.

Chu Ming's whole face was attached to Sister Qing's silver-white high-heeled sandals, followed by a few violent coughs, spitting on her saliva.

Sister Qing kicked Chu Ming away, seeing that the deep blue luxury wind toenails she had just made were stained, her face suddenly turned cold, and her voice was cold.

"Take out my dragon whip."

Soon, Huang Li handed a red-colored whip to Sister Qing's hand.

Sister Qing stood up, took the whip, and looked indifferently at Chu Ming on the ground like a dead pig... A whip was drawn.

The fifth floor of the men's dormitory.

Li Hua, who originally went to the hometown dormitory early in the morning to play cards, was watching the scene in the playground at the gate of the factory with relish.

"Look, look... Whip up..."

One of the workers exclaimed excitedly.

"This seems to be the first time that Sister Qing has used a whip in public, right?"

"Who is the one who provoked Sister Qing to make such a big move?"

Another worker said that although some people had been called to the Dongchang office and whipped by the women in the past, it was the first time they had seen such atrocities in broad daylight. This can't help but make this group of people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement get excited.

"This guy... Isn't that the new one in your dorm? A worker suddenly asked.

"That's right, I was called by Sister Qing to go to bed last night, but I came back soon." Li Hua said.

A group of co-workers suddenly laughed.

"Won't he obey?"