330: Damn, it's an unexpected disaster
When Zhou Ziheng heard Jia Song mention the previous events, the anger in his eyes was about to burst out.
He was unwilling to bring his affairs in the capital here.
Especially the bad past, he didn't want Yu Xiaoye to know!
But this guy Jia Song just wants to add fuel to the fire!
Just as the two men were on the verge of a fight, Yu Xiaoye happened to rush forward. Seeing that the two were about to fight, he quickly stood between them.
She deliberately stood next to Zhou Ziheng and said to Jia Song:
"Brother Jia, how could you speak to Director Zhou like that!"
Jia Song: “——” I’m standing up for you, and you’re blaming me for it?!
Jia Song was so angry that he reached out to pinch Yu Xiaoye's ear.
Zhou Ziheng was quick-witted and quick-handed: How dare you touch my woman?!
Before Jia Song's hand could fall on Yu Xiaoye, Zhou Ziheng quickly grabbed Jia Song's wrist with a standard grappling move and pulled him back.
There was only a "click" sound.
"ah!!!"
A scream echoed throughout the entire hall.
Everything happened so fast that there was no time to react.
When Yu Xiaoye came to his senses, Jia Song was already half-kneeling on the ground like a prisoner.
Zhou Ziheng put one hand on Jia Song's shoulder, grabbed Jia Song's arm with the other, and pressed his knee hard against Jia Song's back.
Yu Xiaoye: What the hell?!
This is such a mess!
Don't cripple Brother Jia!
"Brother Jia!!"
The others in the hall were also frightened by Jia Song's scream. Liang Qin was the first to run over:
"Secretary Jia!"
Cui Xinrong and everyone else rushed over, not understanding what was happening here.
Although they had just noticed that the atmosphere here was not right, they never expected that Director Zhou would suddenly knock Jia Song down.
A group of people gathered around Jia Song.
Yu Xiaoye saw beads of sweat oozing from Jia Song's forehead and his entire face flushed red. He was obviously in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. Yu Xiaoye was furious.
At this juncture, if Jia Song gets injured, who will take his place?!
Yu Xiaoye pushed Zhou Ziheng in a rage:
"What are you doing? Why are you hitting him?!"
Yu Xiaoye tried his best, but Zhou Ziheng did not move at all, like an unshakable Mount Tai.
Yu Xiaoye was so angry that he punched him on the hard back again, but this punch not only did not hurt Zhou Ziheng, but instead made his hand hurt.
Damn, this guy is made of steel and concrete!
Shao Xia came up and saw that Yu Xiaoye had dared to hit the director. She screamed in fear and came up to grab Yu Xiaoye:
"Ono, calm down!"
Only then did Zhou Ziheng let go of Jia Song's hand.
Jia Song's body swayed and he almost fell down.
Fortunately, Xia Ning supported him in time, and Jia Song fell directly on Xia Ning.
Liang Qin and Cui Xinrong supported him on both sides and asked nervously:
"Secretary Jia, Secretary Jia, how are you?"
Jia Song was so exhausted that his face turned red and purple.
Cui Xinrong grabbed Jia Song's drooping arm, and Jia Song cried out in pain:
"Ah—don't move my arm!"
I can't move my arms; it hurts so much when I move them.
Liang Qin knew that Jia Song was really injured. Her heart sank. She immediately stood up and glared at Zhou Ziheng, suppressing her anger and saying:
"Director Zhou, at this critical moment, when we are about to perform, you injured one of our people!"
Zhou Ziheng quietly moved his wrist and said:
"I'm sorry, I hit him a little too hard, but it's nothing serious, just a dislocated arm. It won't affect his speaking ability."
Zhou Ziheng felt that he was very wronged. It was obvious that Jia Song, the idiot, was vulnerable. He fell down before he could even use his full strength.
If he had gone to the battlefield, with his physique and reaction ability, he would have died long ago.
But others don't care about that.
Yu Xiaoye was so angry that she wanted to jump up and down. She broke free from Shao Xia's hold, rushed forward, clenched her fists, and punched Zhou Ziheng in the chest:
"Why did you hit him? You went too far, too far! No one should bully others like you!"
Facing Yu Xiaoye's fists, Zhou Ziheng did not avoid or dodge. He let the fists hit him like tickles, allowing her to vent.
Seeing that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt Zhou Ziheng at all, Yu Xiaoye was so angry that he wanted to ram into him.
She was not only distressed about the blow Jia Song received, but also about the program she had worked so hard to rehearse. It was finally getting on track, and if Jia Song got hurt, who would replace him?
Then this show is not yellow? !
Isn't everyone's efforts in vain?
Yu Xiaoye was so angry!
Yu Jiahui watched as his daughter hit Zhou Ziheng again and again. Zhou Ziheng didn't even know how to dodge. Yu Jiahui came up and pushed Zhou Ziheng away:
"Director Zhou, why don't you hide?"
Zhou Ziheng was then pushed aside by Yu Jiahui with great force.
Yu Xiaoye wanted to catch up and fight.
Yu Jiahui grabbed his daughter:
"Xiao Ye, how dare you hit the manager?"
Yu Xiaoye said fiercely:
"I'm going to break one of his arms, too!"
Yu Jiahui quickly covered his daughter's mouth and whispered in her ear:
"You kid, you're such a tyrant! Even the manager would beat you up!"
After saying this, he apologized to Zhou Ziheng:
"Director Zhou, the child was just speaking in anger, don't take it to heart—"
Beside them, Cui Xinrong and Xia Ning helped the screaming Jia Song up:
"Quick, send him to the infirmary!"
A group of people crowded around Jia Song and sent him to the infirmary.
In the infirmary, Jia Song's dislocated arm was reattached, and the barefoot doctor in the infirmary gave him
I clamped a piece of wood and hung my arm around my neck to prevent it from dislocating again.
From then on, Jia Song became a casualty.
A short educated youth in the infirmary saw that he was fine except for his dislocated arm, and asked him how he was injured.
Jia Song stood up angrily and kicked him, cursing:
"Did you ask me to heal a disease, but did you ask me to solve a case?!"
The short educated youth was so scared that he hid far away, looking at Jia Song in confusion, not knowing where Jia Song got so angry from.
Cui Xinrong stopped Jia Song and pushed him onto the bed:
"That's enough, Secretary Jia, don't be angry anymore. Don't hurt your leg again. Lie down and take a rest."
Jia Song was forced to lie on the hospital bed. The more he thought about how he had been dislocated for no reason, the angrier he became.
What a fucking disaster!
How on earth did he get subdued by Zhou in the blink of an eye?!
This is simply an unsolved mystery!
Jia Song felt heartbroken.
Cui Xinrong understood Jia Song's personality and temper, and knew that he was extremely righteous at the moment, so he asked the others to leave:
"Let's go, let Secretary Jia rest here for a while, let's go——"
Xia Ning said in embarrassment:
"Then how can we rehearse if he's gone?"
Jia Song raised his injured arm and shouted at Xia Ning:
"I'm almost crippled, and you're still obsessed with rehearsing!"
Xia Ning said unhappily:
"I didn't hit you, why are you so angry at me? If you have the guts, go find Director Zhou."
When Jia Song heard the words "Director Zhou", he got furious.
"Whoever wants to queue can queue, I won't queue anymore!"
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