9: C9 The Pig Head Was Caught

C9 The Pig Head Was Caught

Han Qiang curled his lips in disdain, "Damn it! What else do you know besides using the authority in your hands?"

"Asking you to be stubborn, I..."

Zhu Ming was halfway through his scolding when he saw Han Qiang rushing over like an angry lion. He was so scared that he turned around and ran away, but in the end, he ran too fast. His head hit the door frame, and his bruised bump was broken. The pustules were left behind, dyeing his face red.

Seeing him run away in a panic, Han Qiang said with some embarrassment, "Sister Jia, I'm sorry to drag you into this."

Jia Wen looked at him reproachfully, "Look at what my brother said. If you had come a little later, I would have been ruined by that fat pig. Thank you so much for not being able to make it in time. How could I implicate you?"

Han Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head. "People in the company will abuse their authority if they have a little bit of authority. I reckon that you will be transferred to work in the afternoon. We don't have to continue with our work."

A trace of slyness flashed across Jia Wen's beautiful eyes. She snorted lightly and said, "Zhu Ming has evil intentions towards his female colleagues. He deserves to be beaten up. If I were to say that it was not us who transferred work in the afternoon, it was him, this scum."

Han Qiang looked at Jia Wen thoughtfully. He was assigned to the office of the company's department after graduating from university. She could even pay more than ten thousand yuan from her own pocket to hire him to type. She was afraid that she was not as simple as she looked. This time, the pig head might really have kicked an iron plate.

Jia Wen turned around and tidied up the wrinkles on her body. She smiled gently and said, "Little brother, please continue to record it into the newspaper. I will go out and make a call."

Han Qiang smiled and nodded.

After more than an hour, he was knocking hard when the sound of police sirens sounded outside the building. He looked out the window and saw two police cars driving into the headquarters compound.

Han Qiang frowned. Fighting was common in 94 years. Unlike in 2010, the cost of fighting still had to be calculated. Basically, it was the people who did not investigate the matter. He did not think that the pig head trio would dare to call the police after committing the crime of hooligans.

At this moment, the first thought that came to his mind was to run away. A small matter like fighting in 1994, without the Heavenly Eye or the surveillance camera, as long as they were not caught, it would not be a big problem.

But thinking about it, if he ran away, Jia Wen would be very passive. As a man and her employee, they could not just leave. They just sat down and continued to record it in the newspaper.

Crack ~

The office door was gently pushed open. Jia Wen saw Han Qiang sitting there and typing calmly. She blinked her beautiful eyes playfully and pretended to be nervous. "The police are here. Why hasn't little brother run yet?"

Han Qiang smiled faintly. "Yu Qing, you are my sister. Yu Li, I am an employee. How can I leave when something happens?"

Jia Wen looked at him blankly. In this era when danger came and you abandoned danger to protect yourself, she had seen too many philanthropists around her family. There were too few men like him who were not for fame and fortune but only for responsibility and responsibility.

Han Qiang saw that her eyes were a little red. He smiled and changed the topic. "Sister won't be so touched that she wants to marry me, right? I am only 18 years old and have just become an adult."

Jia Wen's pretty face was red as she glared at him, "You are such a big guy. You even dare to take advantage of older sister."

Han Qiang looked at her pitifully, "You're going to be caught soon. Can't you just have some fun with your mouth?"

Pffft ~

Jia Wen could not help but laugh. She stretched out her slightly cool finger and poked his forehead. "Look at your pitiful look. I won't tease you anymore. The police officers will come and tell me the truth later."

Han Qiang probed, "The one who was arrested was a pig head three?"

Jia Wen smiled and nodded. "That guy relied on his authority to attack female colleagues in the department. It was said that several female colleagues were harmed by him. If you did not come in time this time, the consequences would be unimaginable. If we don't arrest him, we will keep him for the New Year!"

While the two of them were talking, Zhu Ming, wrapped in a white gauze, followed the police officer in with a dejected look.

The leading police officer was very polite. He only asked about Zhu Ming's crime and did not mention anything about him getting beaten up.

When the tree falls, monkeys scatter. When the wall falls, people push. Jia Wen led the way. Those who usually felt wronged and angry but did not dare to say anything stood out and exposed his crimes.

Han Qiang knew very well that even if Zhu Ming was not arrested and sentenced, his management career in the main company had also come to an end. The best result would be that his current level would drop by two or three levels. He would be demoted to the first or second in the third level unit.

After Zhu Ming was taken away, the captain of the headquarters' defense brigade, Zhang Tao, specially came to give Han Qiang 5,000 yuan as a reward for his bravery.

Jia Wen thought that he would ask her a lot of questions like a hundred thousand reasons.2

But she did not expect him to sit quietly back in his seat and look at the newspaper. His ten fingers moved quickly on the keyboard and typed out lines of text.

Jia Wen saw his focused eyes and the pianist's rapidly moving fingers. She could not imagine that he was the furious lion that Zhu Ming had beaten up not long ago. The two figures could not match up at all.

The seed of curiosity in her heart had unknowingly sprouted.

Gulp. Gulp.

Han Qiang's stomach did not work until he lost his temper. Only then did he stop. He found that the sky outside the window had turned dark. He looked at the statistics and saw that he had entered more than fifty thousand words in the morning and afternoon. He had completed the scheduled mission.

On the other side of the desk was a plate filled with food. Jia Wen held her cheeks and looked at Han Qiang thoughtfully. She saw him looking at her. She smiled and said, "Little workaholic, I thought you wouldn't be hungry."

She had a pure and beautiful appearance to begin with. Now that she smiled, her charming dimple looked like a magic whirlpool. Even though Han Qiang had lived two lives, he still couldn't help but be attracted to her.

Jia Wen looked at him with fiery eyes looking at her. Her pretty face turned pink in an instant. She didn't know why, but there was a trace of delight in her heart.

After all, Han Qiang was not a young lad. He quickly recovered and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I thought that I had strong willpower, but I didn't expect that I would still be vulnerable in front of a beauty like Sister Jia."

Jia Wen glared at him reproachfully, "Your mouth is like honey. When you grow up, you will definitely be a playboy."

"Sister Jia is really accurate."

Han Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Before he was reborn, he had been a good husband and a good man who had always been loyal to his family. However, after being deeply hurt by the heartless woman once, he started to give up on his feelings. He became a wanton and unruly prodigal son and never married any woman again. Even foreign woman, who accompanied him to celebrate his double harvests in work and career, was only his new girlfriend who he had just met at the bar.

The double harvests in work and career, and not a perfect love. Perhaps it was Han Qiang's biggest regret before he was reborn.

If he could have a loving partner who knew his heart and knew his love, how could he be willing to be in the flowers, like a crazy butterfly that flew and crashed around, and die under the flowers in the end?

Jia Wen brought the plate over and poked his forehead with her hand. She said gently, "Look at you. You look like you have lost your soul. You look like you have been deeply hurt by love. Hurry up and eat."

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