As night falls, in the hot summer, the moon hangs in the sky, illuminating the pedestrians returning home late.
Oh, that's not right.
There were three other people gathered in the corner, whispering to each other.
"Pa!" Dayong slapped his thigh, killing a mosquito.
"Shengzi, when will this guy come back? We've been waiting here for two hours!" Dayong was a little impatient because of the mosquito bites.
"Don't worry, it will be here soon! Today I asked Linzi to pass some information to Yang Wenbing, telling him that the Chengxi Food Factory is recruiting workers. He was tricked into going there this afternoon and he will probably be back soon." Xu Sheng said in a low voice.
"Then keep your voices down and wait a little longer! Don't talk later and don't attract the patrol team." Da Fu said in a low voice.
"Oh! Then I won't say anything." Dayong touched his head foolishly.
The Yang Wenbing they were talking about was rushing home angrily.
He had originally made an excuse to sneak back home in the afternoon, but on the way he met his former classmate Wang Lin who came to him and said that his uncle, who was the director of a food factory, had revealed it.
The Chengxi Food Factory is recruiting people today, and they want people with a high school degree.
The assessment was originally set up for the children of internal employees. The factory found it difficult to make a decision, after all, choosing anyone would easily offend people.
The entire job posting was published, and only internal employees knew about it. Registration was open for an hour at 4 p.m., and the exam would be held directly at that time.
If you pass the exam, you can become a temporary worker. It's fair and just, and those who fail the exam have nothing to complain about.
Yang Wenbing was a little moved after hearing this, and was urged by Wang Lin to follow him, ignoring the strange feeling in his heart.
As a result, the two of them rushed to the farthest food factory, only to find that there was no registration office.
All the way here, Yang Wenbing was afraid of missing the train, so he walked and jogged, which made him very tired even though he usually doesn't like exercise.
Wang Lin saw that Yang Wenbing looked like he was out of breath, so he said kindly, "Wenbing, go rest under that tree. I'll go ask the security guard what's going on."
Yang Wenbing nodded and walked towards the shade of the trees.
The big tree was some distance away from the security office, so Yang Wenbing only saw Wang Lin talking to the security guard, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.
After a few words, Wang Lin came over with an unhappy look on his face, "Wen Bing, the security guard said that registration is closed here. They just collected it a while ago. We are late."
Yang Wenbing felt it was a pity. If he had signed up earlier, he would not have been so restricted by the job in the food factory.
He was so overconfident that he seemed to have secured the job just by signing up.
As it was getting dark, the two of them walked back.
Compared to the rush when they came, they slowed down on the way back. Mr. Wang Lin chatted with him about this and that, deliberately slowing down his pace, but Yang Wenbing didn't care.
After the two separated, Yang Wenbing realized that it was getting dark. When he had to walk in the dark for a while, he felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
When passing a fork in the alley, something suddenly came down over my head and I couldn't see anything.
Yang Wenbing's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground in panic.
Immediately afterwards, he was punched and kicked. He wanted to call for help, but fists rained down on him. When he opened his mouth, he cried out in pain, but there was no way he could shout for help.
He could only subconsciously hold his head with his hands and curl up on the ground.
Xu Sheng and his two companions beat the man up severely. After doing this many times, the three of them had a tacit understanding.
If you use some restraint in your attack, the only thing you'll suffer is a bruised face and pain all over the body.
Uh... As for lying on the ground for half a day and not being able to get up, it can only be blamed on Yang Wenbing being too weak.
The three of them didn't need to say anything. Xu Sheng grabbed Dayong, who had kicked him again, and turned around and ran away.
Just hit and run, who knows who hit you!
Anyway, you deserved to be beaten. I hit you? Who saw it?
No one saw it, so what does it have to do with me!
After the loyal trio finished their good deed, they each went home and had a sweet dream tonight.
After being hit by a sack that fell from the sky and put on his head, Yang Wenbing lay on the ground groaning.
According to Xu Sheng, it was just to loosen his muscles and bones, without bleeding or breaking bones, so it was a good deal for him.
Yang Wenbing lay on the ground groaning for a long time without anyone passing by. His heavy breathing was particularly obvious in the night.
It was unknown how long it took, but Yang Wenbing slowly broke free from the sack on his body and slowly stood up from the ground, holding on to the wall.
He cursed non-stop, "Hiss! It hurts! Which bastard attacked me?! Bastard! Don't let me fucking meet you."
Yang Wenbing looked around without giving up, but there was no one in the quiet and dark alley.
He could only curse, support his waist with one hand, hold on to the wall, and limp home.
At the gate of the Yang family, Zhou Li's large figure was anxiously looking out the door, muttering non-stop, "Where did Wen Bing go? He hasn't come back yet so late? Did something happen to him?"
The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and I kept looking towards the entrance of the alley.
Just when she couldn't help but want to call her boss to go out and look for him, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, staggering towards her.
When Zhou Li saw someone approaching, her eyes lit up and she quickly stepped forward to see if it was her son.
When Zhou Li walked in and saw the bruised and swollen pork face, she was shocked.
If she hadn't noticed that the clothes the man was wearing looked particularly familiar, knowing that they were the clothes her son had worn that morning, she wouldn't have dared to recognize him in such a miserable state.
"Wen Bing?! Who the hell did this? My poor darling!" Zhou Li was heartbroken when she saw the miserable state of her beloved son.
Just as he was about to start screaming like a pig being slaughtered at midnight, Yang Wenbing stopped him in time.
Yang Wenbing mumbled quickly, "Mom! Stop yelling! Do you want others to wake up in the middle of the night and watch your son get beaten up and laughed at?"
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