The average salary at Huihuang is less than 400, while the salary at Xiongdi Tobacco and Liquor Store is over 1,000 yuan per month.
Last month, the employees even received 1,800 yuan.
Countless people would do anything to get a job at Brothers. Wang Weiping, however, chose a trivial matter over a major one, earning him the contempt of Du Lei and others.
Wang Weiping didn't know why he was being looked down upon, but he knew he was being looked down upon, which made him very suspicious.
“You open the supermarket,” Wang Cheng said. “I want to play a game with you. I want you to experience what it feels like to be broke.”
"Brother, you have no idea how painful it is to be poor."
"I only dare to eat until I'm half full, and I'll walk seven or eight miles to save a dollar on bus fare."
"Brother, you've always been rich, so you probably don't know what it feels like to be poor. I have to make you experience what it feels like to be poor."
Wang Cheng stared intently at his elder brother, clenching his teeth, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
Li Guifen sneered, "Wang Peng, I was right about you back then. You're an ingrate who will never be filial to your parents."
She held up the plastic basin she had just snatched, "Such a nice basin, you'd rather give it away to a stranger than give one to your old lady?"
“Your taste isn’t very good,” Wang Peng said. “These two basins are of very poor quality. I advise you not to use them to fill them with hot water.”
Wang Peng ignored Li Guifen and stared coldly at Wang Cheng, saying, "Don't be so self-righteous. No one knows better than me what poverty feels like."
“No, you don’t understand,” Wang Cheng said. “You’ve never been poor, but I’ve been poor my whole life. I shouldn’t have been so poor. It’s because of you…”
Wang Cheng suddenly pointed at Wang Peng's nose and said, "If you had helped me back then, I wouldn't be poor, and I wouldn't hate you."
"What are you referring to?" Wang Peng forcefully slapped his hand away. "Who do you think you are? What right do you have to hate me?"
"Wang Peng, how dare you hit me!" Wang Cheng reached out and grabbed Wang Peng's neck.
The two immediately started fighting, and the scene instantly turned into chaos.
In the past, when Wang Peng beat him up, Wang Cheng didn't dare to fight back, firstly because he couldn't beat him, and secondly because he was too poor to offend a rich older brother.
Now he's a successful CEO, richer than his older brother, driving a car worth 400,000 yuan. He can no longer be bullied by his older brother.
However, he was still no match for his elder brother.
The same old routine: Wang Cheng fell to the ground, was pinned down by his older brother, and was hit in the face by a hail of fists.
He only had time to be beaten, not time to fight back, so he could only use his arms to protect his head.
"I'll beat you to death!" Li Guifen raised the plastic basin and smashed it hard on the back of Wang Peng's head.
Du Lei had been waiting for a long time, and he kicked her, knocking her and the basin over.
"My God, someone's been murdered!" Li Guifen cried out in pain, unable to stand up, as she sat on the ground, wailing and lamenting.
"Everyone come and see! Murder! Wang Peng has murdered someone!"
"Old man, Weiping, you two hurry up and help, don't let Xiaocheng suffer."
She shouted at the top of her lungs, attracting onlookers who eagerly watched the spectacle.
Du Lei kept a close eye on Wang Song and Wang Weiping, ready to make a move at any moment.
Standing beside Du Lei, Ma Guoming decided to go all out. If the other party dared to hit the boss, he would fight back with Du Lei.
"Unfilial son, ingrate, heartless..." Li Guifen began to curse.
The more she cursed, the uglier it became, and Wang Peng's anger flared up. He then vented his anger on Wang Cheng with his fists.
The fists, as big as sandbags, kept hitting Wang Cheng. He was in so much pain that he clutched his head and howled in agony.
"Big brother, spare me! I was wrong, I was wrong, please stop hitting me..."
Wang Peng's punches grew faster and more ferocious with each blow. The more fiercely your mother curses, the harder I'll beat you!
"Stop cursing, shut up!" Wang Song hurriedly lifted Li Guifen up.
If it were four years ago, and the eldest and second eldest brothers were fighting, he would definitely have helped the second eldest brother fight the eldest.
Four years have passed, and now he doesn't want anything but family harmony and his children reunited.
Li Guifen jumped up and down, cursing, "Wang Peng, you have no conscience! You live a life of luxury in the provincial capital while I, an old woman, eat coarse food in the countryside! You're so damn awful..."
*Slap!* Wang Song slapped her across the face and yelled, "Shut up! Aren't you ashamed?"
Li Guifen was stunned by the beating and stood there dumbfounded.
"Second Uncle, calm down." Wang Weiping quickly grabbed his second uncle's arm.
He knew Wang Peng's temper and dared not help Wang Peng beat Wang Cheng, much less help Wang Cheng beat Wang Peng.
Wang Song shook off his hand, pulled Li Guifen toward the car, opened the door, and shoved her inside.
Look at the second son who was beaten by the eldest son. He just got into the car and closed the door, saying, "I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want, beat me however you want."
Wang Weiping scratched his head, picked up the two plastic basins, and sheepishly returned to the passenger seat, watching the fight through the car window.
Wang Cheng was passively taking hits, while Du Lei and Ma Guoming did not intervene.
As the crowd grew larger, it finally caught the attention of the traffic police.
Du Lisan left the traffic control post and walked into the crowd. He felt helpless again and hurriedly pulled them apart.
"Brother Peng, no, Elder Brother Peng, Uncle Peng, what exactly do you want to do?"
When Du Lisan saw Wang Cheng, who was bleeding from the nose and whose hair was a mess, his heart skipped a beat.
He asked urgently, "Xiao Peng, who is this person? Why are they fighting?"
Wang Peng stared directly at Wang Cheng, "This is my younger brother, Wang Cheng, the newly appointed president of Huihuang Supermarket."
"My God!" Du Lisan quickly pulled out his walkie-talkie. "How do you want to resolve this? Officially or privately?"
Wang Peng sneered, "Wang Cheng, if you want to settle this officially, then call the police. Whether it's official or private, I'll fight you to the end."
"Call the police! We must call the police!" Wang Cheng got up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
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