From then on, Song Chen's attitude towards this family was to cut off all ties.
You walk on your sunny path, and I walk on mine.
How they lived was none of his business.
"Song Zikun, I don't think I have a nephew like you. Since you don't leave on your own, I can only call the police."
The father and son were not panicked. This was a family matter, so even if the police came, what could they say?
The door to the living room was not closed, and the people were talking loudly, so people in the yard could hear what they were saying.
The old lady stretched her neck and said, "Director, you don't need to report it. I've already reported it. This person pushed me and I fell. My leg is all skinned."
You can't pay fifty or one hundred!
The police arrived quickly. After the Lin family finished their meal and cleaned up the pots and pans, they went to the yard.
The two people who came were old friends - Lao Jin and his young apprentice.
The aunt didn't explain it clearly on the phone, and Lao Jin also had only a vague idea why the report was filed at Song Chen's house.
Lao Jin asked the aunt, "What's going on? Where are the people?"
The aunt said: "I was sitting in there. Look at what I did. It's all bruised. I don't care if it's Officer Jin. I have to make him compensate me."
After understanding the situation a little, Lao Jin and the other man entered the Lin family's living room. He asked Song Chen the same question: "What's going on? Why did your eldest brother hit someone?"
Song Chen: "It's not okay to hit people. Just arrest them. My family wouldn't dare harbor criminals."
Song Lei said calmly: "Comrade police officer, don't listen to what he said. My Zikun didn't even touch her. She fell on her own. What does it have to do with us?"
Old Jin frowned and asked the aunt, "Is there any witness?"
Li Xianglian: "I saw it, I saw it with both eyes."
Song Zikun didn't know what had happened and he cursed: "Bullshit, they are in the same group, a bunch of bitches! Believe it or not, I will slap you twice."
Well……
The audience was stunned.
Is he that brave?
He went to his uncle's house to ask for a job but failed and even cursed at him!
The one being scolded was Director Song's mother-in-law!
Have guts!
idiot!
Song Chen's face was as dark as ink. He moved his elbow and said, "Brother Jin, if you don't do it, I will do it myself."
Song Chen had also run out of patience, and he could only rely on violence to deal with the scoundrels.
Lao Jin walked up to the two men and asked, "Do you want me to treat you, or do you want to go out on your own?"
He was very annoyed by the constant nonsense every day.
After saying this, Song Zikun felt scared. After all, he had witnessed his uncle's strength when he was young.
Song Lei: "Fourth brother, you don't have to do this. We are brothers. Mom and Dad are watching us from heaven. They would be sick to death knowing you treated me like this. Mom told us brothers to help each other in the future before she passed away. It's wrong for you to ignore your eldest brother's life and death when you get angry."
As he was talking incessantly, Song Chen didn't wait for Lao Jin to make a move. He grabbed his collar and exerted force, almost lifting Song Lei up.
Song Chen grabbed his collar and dragged him to the ground. Song Lei struggled but couldn't break free from his grip.
"Old Four, Old Four, let me go!"
"Song Laosi, you heartless bastard, let go!"
"Zikun, help me quickly, pull me up!"
Song Chen kept turning a deaf ear to the man, dragged him out of the yard, and finally threw him onto the road.
The people around here applauded and cheered. When Song Lei was still thinking about getting up and walking back to his home, everyone grabbed his clothes.
Song Chen returned home and prepared to repeat the same action and pull down another person.
Song Zikun was, after all, a top student who had graduated from a junior college and knew how to read people's colors. Besides, there were two policemen standing here. He had indeed spoken without thinking just now, so he stood up immediately.
Song Chen rubbed his sore wrist and said, "Go away."
You know, although Song Lei looks thin, he is actually quite heavy, especially since he struggled desperately like a pig on a chopping board all the way. Song Chen had to use more strength to drag him, and his hands were sore from pulling.
After Song Zikun had finished scolding him, he tried to play the family card: "Uncle, I have lost my job now, can't you give me a hand?"
Song Chen was still furious. "How can I pull you over? I'll make you the factory director and give you the factory. When we get to Shanghai, I'll give you a house to live in. I'd better buy you a house there too. Do you want it? Do you still want to be shameless? Believe it or not, I'll slap you twice, you idiot."
He is a civilized man and generally doesn't swear easily unless the person he's talking to is an idiot.
Thinking he didn't see, the two of them looked around as they entered the room.
The greed in his eyes was about to overflow.
Besides, how thick-skinned did he become that he still asked for a job after scolding someone?
Song Zikun murmured, "I don't want your factory or house, I just want to help you keep the factory and prevent it from being snatched away by outsiders.
Song Chen sneered: "Help me? Then do you want a salary?"
Song Zikun: "Just be like Song Zidong."
Song Chen could tell that this man had been fired by the factory boss: "Why would I hire someone who others look down upon to be the factory director? Is it because he thinks my factory is doing too well?"
This matter is Song Zikun's inner demon. No one can mention it, otherwise he will get angry.
He had been admitted to a junior college and became a team leader in the factory, and he was very proud of himself for a long time. But now that he lost his job, everyone is laughing at him.
"I've already said it, I resigned on my own initiative, I wasn't laid off!"
Song Chen kicked him in the calf with both legs: "I don't care if you were laid off or resigned on your own. In short, I don't need you. You should leave quickly. If you don't leave, you will suffer the same fate as your father.
After dragging it all the way, Song Lei's buttocks and back almost caused sparks when they touched the ground, and it still hurts.
Song Zikun took two kicks, but he couldn't beat Song Chen at all, and there were so many people helping him here.
"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Why are you so angry? It's just a broken brick factory. It will go bankrupt sooner or later."
Song Chen folded his arms and said, "You are very capable, but you should go find a class first. If you keep doing evil things all day, I won't come to see you if you get jailed one day."
People like this will just be quiet if they can't find a job.
"You, Song Chen, you are so crazy!" Song Zikun spoke without thinking again.
“Ah~”
Song Chen closed the gate lightly, and Song Zikun's hand was pinched hard.
The father and son met outside the courtyard. Song Lei was still being held by someone. He wanted to go over and help his son: "What happened to you?"
Song Zikun showed him his swollen hand: "I told you not to come, look at what you did to my hand."
Song Lei: Didn't he say he was coming? How did it become like he was coming all by himself?
Master and disciple Lao Jin came out from behind and said, "Pay the medical bills before you leave."
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