Jiang Kuo was very angry.
If the last time he saw Ma Xiao being bullied in the store, he wanted to stand out because Ma Xiao helped him beat Lu Haobo and told him happy birthday, this time to help Ma Xiao is a completely different feeling.
It was hard work that was injured, not only did they not get compensation, but even the due rewards were deducted, and even the job was lost.
Jiang Kuo, who had worked hard for two days, could already feel this kind of anger.
"Most of us work for money, we don't have enough living expenses, and we want to buy something..."
Duan Feifei's words remained in his mind.
For living expenses, Ma Xiao sold breakfast in the morning and picked up the garbage at night, earning a little money that he never felt the weight in the past.
It was so hard that there was no need to speak, and there was no more words.
In the end, the money was lost.
Duan Feifei stood outside door 119 and called someone. Jiang Kuo didn't know what he was going to do, and he didn't think about what he wanted to do. Anyway, he went to talk about it.
Duan Feifei had already asked about it. The boss was cooking in the back kitchen, and the oil was burning in the pot. When Ma Xiao passed by, he wanted to scold people. The horse roared.
It's the shop's fault anyway.
They get medical bills anyway.
Ma Xiao stood up hesitantly and looked at him.
"Sit down." Jiang Kuo glanced at him.
Ma Xiao sat down.
"Call the pharmacy at the door to bring in an ointment later," Jiang Kuo looked at his legs and frowned, "You have to go to the hospital..."
"Don't make a big deal about it," Ma Xiao said. "It will be troublesome if you fight."
"It's going to be a fight," Jiang Kuo raised his voice. "You weren't so afraid when you fought Lu Haobo! Now that people are bullied like this, you're cowardly."
"I'm afraid that in case they call the police, the school will know... punishment or something," Ma Xiao said with difficulty, "you have nothing to do with this matter."
"It's right to call the police. If he doesn't call the police, I will call the police." Jiang Kuo waved his hand. "What I do in a while has nothing to do with you. I'll go have a meal and experience life."
"But..." Ma Xiao still wanted to speak.
"Okay, why are you talking so much today." Jiang Kuo interrupted him, walked out of 119 and closed the door.
Duan Feifei had finished calling and stood outside the door looking at him.
"Go." Jiang Kuo walked outside the dormitory building.
"They'll be there in about ten minutes," Duan Feifei said. "Do you have any plans?"
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll just go over and pretend."
"Do you have any idea of doing it?" Duan Feifei asked again.
"No," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "purely talking, just pretending to be coercive, the person you called can just stay honest, I don't want to participate in the gang fight."
"That's what I mean, it's better not to do it if you don't do it." Duan Feifei said, "So if you want to say what you want to say, let's go and stand there in silence."
"It's not impossible." Jiang Kuo said.
When walking out, Duan Feifei found that Jiang Kuo did not take the main road, but turned to the parking lot first.
"Driving?" He was stunned.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, walked to the back of the car, and took out the car key from the exhaust pipe, "If I had known about today, I should have driven a more expensive car when I ran out."
"You put your keys here?" Duan Feifei was shocked.
"I don't know where to put it in the dormitory." Jiang Kuo got into the car. "It was like this at home before. Sometimes the cannon uses my car and can drive away directly."
"Now I also know that you put your keys here." Duan Feifei got into the car.
"You can drive if you have a book." Jiang Kuo started the car.
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded, "Let's drive over now?"
"We'll go over when you arrive," Jiang Kuo said, "appear later."
"Where's your catwalk?" Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, "Bang'er, tell me when you arrive, and wait by the door."
After hanging up, he looked at Jiang Kuo: "They are already on that road."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo stepped on the accelerator.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot, slowly out of the school gate, and slowly on the road.
"I'm not used to your speed." Duan Feifei said.
"Do you think Ma Xiao will go to the hospital?" Jiang Kuo asked, "The oil is so hot that I think he just washed it with cold water."
"I won't go," Duan Feifei said. "How can you have money? If you ask him to buy ointment, I don't think he will be willing to buy it."
"I don't want my legs." Jiang Kuo said.
"Bring him an ointment when we go back." Duan Feifei said.
"What if I pay him to go to the hospital?" Jiang Kuo said, "This kind of righteous and loving spending definitely doesn't need to be in that 3,500 miles."
"He guesses... you want to try it." Duan Feifei said, "If it doesn't work, find someone to tie him up."
"Let him write an IOU," Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "pay me back in 360 installments, not for nothing."
Duan Feifei glanced at him with a smile: "Yes."
The car quickly arrived at the place. Jiang Kuo took a look and saw that there was a slope from the side of the road to drive onto the sidewalk, where President Jiang's car was parked that day.
Jiang Kuo gave a direction, turned his head and saw the entrance of the black shop where Ma Xiao was working. There were seven or eight people standing there.
The boss was already standing at the door, not knowing what was going on.
Jiang Kuo hit the accelerator a few times, and the car drove over.
The boss and the people who barked over to Duan Feifei all looked over, and many of the people eating in the restaurant next door also looked out from the window.
Jiang Kuo drove the car all the way to the door of the black shop, backed up two more, and pointed the front of the car at the door of the hotel.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked him.
"Get out of the car." Jiang Kuo loosened his seat belt, opened the door and went out.
Seven or eight people outside kept staring at the car. When Duan Feifei got out of the car, someone said, "Damn, I thought I was here to fight this car."
Although these few seem to be the shopkeepers of some stalls in the market or the sons of the shopkeepers, the people of the market gang are not bad, even if they think they are coming to fight with the car, and the car is driving in front of them, they have no expressions on their faces. Change.
Uniform daze.
Very lethal.
Jiang Kuo slammed the car door, walked forward to the door of the store, and stood face to face with the boss who was blocking the door.
"Let Jean," he said.
"Why," the boss asked, "I can only eat here."
Therefore, it is said that people with bad hearts are seen, and this black boss makes people uncomfortable, and his tone is very arrogant.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, raised his hand and pulled him aside, and walked into the store.
There are four or five tables of customers in the store, and they are all looking at the door at the moment.
Jiang Kuo saw that Duan Feifei had followed in, so he stretched out his legs, hooked a chair next to him, turned around twice with the back of the chair, placed it in the middle of the store, and sat on it.
The two legs crossed each other and said, "Go out, thank you."
Everyone in the house was stunned.
Duan Feifei stood behind him.
I have to say, this type of coercion, only Jiang Kuo can pretend.
This kind of innate arrogant and arrogant temperament from the inside out, only a person like Jiang Kuo who has lived as a matter of course since he was a child can have it.
Whoever is present, even if it is equipped with clothes and cars, will show timidity.
"Let you all go out! I didn't hear you!" Someone in the market gang roared.
Jiang Kuo grabbed the chair before jumping up.
Everyone in the room got up immediately, seized this rare opportunity to escape the single, and ran out.
"What are you doing!" The back kitchen rushed out of two chef-like people with knives in their hands.
"Do you want to use a knife?" Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, "Call the police, I'm going to kill someone."
"What's the matter with you?" The black boss came over and folded his arms, "I didn't offend anyone, did I?"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak.
Duan Feifei estimated that his pretending time was over, and he forced him to continue speaking in his thorny style, and he would not be able to end the game without a fight.
Jiang Kuo is also very self-aware.
He is only responsible for this part, and it is not his job to ask for money or to compensate for that.
"Two things," Duan Feifei said, "Ma Xiao's salary and Ma Xiao's medical expenses."
"Who is Ma Xiao!" the boss shouted loudly.
"Ma Xiao is the one you just poured oil on," Duan Feifei said, "now waiting for the money to go to the hospital."
"Oh?" The boss glanced at them. "This kid is very capable. I can't see it. He called so many people to try to defraud me? Who has evidence that I poured it on him? He accidentally dropped the pot himself!"
"That's how you cheated on your own employees?" Duan Feifei said.
"Who the fuck is my employee?" the boss said. "He's the one who sweeps the trash here!"
"How can the garbage sweeper touch the oil pan?" Duan Feifei asked, "Your cooking pot can help the garbage sweeper get started? The hygiene situation is very worrying."
The boss stuck for a while, then raised his head: "Can you handle it?"
"He can't control it," Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone, "The Market Supervision Bureau should be able to control it."
"The Supervision Bureau opened it in your house," the boss glared, "you just let others manage it! I'll tell you..."
The boss pointed at Jiang Kuo.
"Put down your hand!" Someone from the market gang roared again, "Give me another hand and I'll chop it up for you!"
Jiang Kuo closed his eyes, and his phone almost threw out at this voice.
"How do you know," Jiang Kuo looked up at the boss, and raised it to his ear after dialing the number, "I don't care? Even if I don't know anyone, a citizen's report number has to be checked."
Before waiting for the boss to speak, there was a connection.
"Hey!" came the cannon's voice.
"Uncle Hu," Jiang Kuo didn't turn on the speakerphone, but turned the microphone to the loudest. "Is the kitchen hygiene in the hotel under the supervision of the Market Supervision Bureau or the Health and Health Commission?"
Cannon was silent for half a second: "What's wrong? The Supervision Bureau can report it. Recently, the Municipal Supervision Bureau and the Health and Health Commission happened to have an inspection team..."
Although Cannon's words were not heard very clearly, several key words were captured by the boss.
He waved his hands towards the river, and said in a very low voice, "I have something to discuss... I can discuss..."
"Thank you Uncle Hu," Jiang Kuo said, "please send me your phone number."
"Sanitation is not a trivial matter, what's the situation?" Cannon said.
The boss's hand showed an afterimage.
"I'm not sure yet," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll call you later, thank you Uncle Hu."
Uncle Hu.
Which Uncle Hu.
Duan Feifei stood behind Jiang Kuo, squinting down at the swirl of hair on top of Jiang Kuo's head.
Hu Zhenyu
Cannon and Jiang Kuo are worthy of being small, and they cooperate so tacitly. If Jiang Kuo suddenly called him such a call, he would definitely not be able to react.
Hanging up the phone, Jiang Kuo looked at the boss: "Your back kitchen, you know that you can't pass the inspection with your eyes closed."
"Isn't it about Ma Xiao's problem!" the boss said, "Why did it involve the back kitchen again!"
"Then say Ma Xiao." Duan Feifei said, "Wages, medical expenses, you know best how his legs got burned."
"I didn't say no to the salary!" said the boss, "I just told him to go back and rest first, and his legs can't work anymore!"
"He has to go to the hospital," Duan Feifei said. "I don't have any medical expenses and no salary. What kind of money does he take to rest?"
"I can't just give him the bill for medical expenses without a hospital, right?" the boss said. "Besides, he said it was me who burned me? He himself..."
"Don't go back to hygiene, uncle." Jiang Kuo interrupted him.
The boss was pinched in half by him in one breath, and he kicked the chair next to him.
"You should take him to the hospital today. When you arrive at the hospital, you should register for treatment. Don't you know how much it will cost?" Duan Feifei said, "Now you want to take him to the hospital with us, or else Advance payment first, more refund and less compensation.”
"Pay in advance?" said the boss, "if I have more money, do I have to come back?"
"Ma Xiao is just a student," Duan Feifei said slowly, "The school is right next to you, you should also have a copy of his ID card, if he really wants it, can he run away? Go to the school to find a counselor, in a word. thing."
The boss didn't speak.
"I can write you a receipt," Duan Feifei said, "I'll give you the salary first, and I'll bring his receipt over later, and you'll pay for the medical bills."
The boss stared at them for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.
"Okay." At last he nodded, "Don't try to play tricks on me, you students, I want to fuck you, that's just a word."
He nodded to an elder sister behind the cashier: "The salary is settled for him."
"Medical expenses should be paid by 1000." Duan Feifei said.
The boss snorted angrily.
"When you get the receipt in a while, you'd better not make any changes," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm going to make a fuss, and this store only has pocket money for a month."
"Tough?" The boss looked at him.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Kuo stood up, "I have delayed your business tonight."
The boss was stunned.
Ma Xiao called and said, "The salary has been transferred to me, are you here yet? Come back first."
"Do you have any brains," Jiang Kuo said in a low voice, "we are not here, can the salary be transferred to you?"
After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the boss: "The salary is here, thank you uncle."
A group of people hurrahed and rolled out of the store again.
There were a lot of people watching the excitement at the door, and the people who were forcibly escaped from the table did not leave.
When the boss came out, he saw them and immediately pointed, "You didn't check out!"
Everyone immediately dispersed.
"Don't come to me when you have the ability!" The boss roared, and the simmering fire broke out at this moment, "Let me see you once and cut you once! A bunch of shameless poor people!"
"Let's go," Duan Feifei said to the background boards of the market help, "Thank you, I'll invite you back to dinner."
A group of people laughed and chatted a few more words, and went to the market together.
Jiang Kuo glanced at the boss who was standing at the door glaring at them, and drove the car off the sidewalk: "If there was no such slope, I could only park on the side of the road."
"No matter how steep this slope is, we can only stop on the side of the road." Duan Feifei said.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded and looked back again, "Those people, don't you need to send some favors or something?"
Duan Feifei turned to look at him: "I'll go back and ask for a meal."
"That's it?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Maybe the rules of the market circle and your suspension circle are different," Duan Feifei said, "If I want to give money, I will be scolded."
"Anyway, it went smoother than I thought," Jiang Kuo tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "I thought I couldn't and called the police. Ma Xiao didn't want to make too much trouble."
"I'll take the medical bills in a while, even if it's done." Duan Feifei said.
"He won't default, right?" Jiang Kuo frowned.
"It shouldn't be enough to open the door to do business," Duan Feifei said. "I thought that Ma Xiao would just let him go, but after coming here, he didn't want to make it impossible for him to do business."
Jiang Kuo smiled.
"The key is that I can't figure out your details. If the Supervision Bureau really comes to investigate every day, he really can't go on." Duan Feifei looked at him, "Do you often cooperate with Cannon like this?"
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "This is the first time we cooperated in this kind of thing, mainly after more than ten years together. We have done a lot of covering and lying to each other. When we hear the name is wrong, we know we need to cooperate. already."
"Uncle Kuo," Duan Feifei said, "How much money do you have to prepare if you go to the hospital with burns?"
"It depends on the degree and size of the burn," Jiang Kuo said in a thick voice, "You should prepare two thousand yuan first."
Duan Feifei laughed.
"How is it," Jiang Kuo said, "does it work well?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
When he got back to the dormitory, Ding Zhe was standing at the door of 107 calling. When he saw them coming in, he put down his phone and shouted, "You two have already finished eating!"
"Exactly," said Duan Feifei, "do something with us later."
Jiang Kuo first returned to 119 to let Ma Xiao write a receipt, and Duan Feifei and Ding Zhe entered 107.
Before I got to 119, I heard Ding Zhe's voice: "I told me that I would be there soon, but I didn't call me!"
Ma Xiao was still in a daze in the room.
"Write a receipt for 1,000 yuan," Jiang Kuo said, "and then go to the hospital. If the money is not enough, I will borrow you first. Then I will take the hospital's receipt and settle the account with the boss."
Ma Xiao did not speak.
"Write it." Jiang Kuo said.
Ma Xiao lowered his head and wiped his eyes.
"Don't!" Jiang Kuo took a step back and pointed at him, "Hold back! I'm most afraid that someone will cry in front of me, I don't know how to persuade me!"
Ma Xiao turned to lie on the table and began to write the receipt.
"In duplicate, write that the thousand is charged first, and the excess will be refunded according to the hospital receipt." Jiang Kuo said.
Ma Xiao nodded.
When going to the store to get the medical bills, Ma Xiao was silent all the way, wiping his eyes from time to time.
Ding Zhe seemed to have missed a team building. In order to make up for it, he put his arms on his arms when he entered the door, and dangled his eyes on his forehead.
The boss was very unhappy that he had to sign the receipt in duplicate, but he managed to come in for two tables to eat. Ding Zhe shuttled back and forth between the two tables, and even bent over to look at other people's dishes, and asked him. Curses from visiting guests to the boss's mismanagement.
In order not to affect the business again, he reluctantly signed and let the cashier give Ma Xiao a thousand.
"Certainly not so much," he tapped the note on the table, "certainly not."
"That's the best," Jiang Kuo said. "If it's more, we'll definitely retire. If it's less, I'm worried that you won't make up for it."
"Let's go." Duan Feifei said.
"Eat slowly, everyone." Ding Zhe stretched happily and walked out with his arms raised.
"How did you get to the hospital?" Duan Feifei asked Ma Xiao after he left the door, "Would you like to…"
"I know how to get there." Ma Xiao said.
"Okay, then don't delay," Duan Feifei said, "Go quickly, don't worry about how to deal with it, take whatever medicine you need, don't be afraid that he won't make up for it, you will definitely be able to take it."
"Yeah." Ma Xiao replied.
Then suddenly bent down and bowed 180 degrees.
"Well!" Duan Feifei was startled.
"No, no." Jiang Kuo said, afraid that his head would hit the wound.
Ma Xiao didn't speak anymore, turned around and walked quickly towards the bus stop.
"Don't he take a taxi?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I didn't ask for the transportation fee," said Duan Feifei. "He didn't walk because his legs hurt so much that he couldn't walk."
"Let's go, let's have dinner," Ding Zhe said, "I'll treat you. I'll be here as soon as I get home."
"Didn't you guys drive by yourself?" Duan Feifei said, "Did you let your mother come back halfway through?"
Ding Zhe said happily: "Don't mention it, I'll tell you after a while, walk around, and have a meal where my parents don't recognize me."
Ding Zhe led the way, and he didn't know who to call, and he was in a good mood while talking.
Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei followed behind and didn't speak.
Ma Xiao's matter is basically resolved here. It's very fast, and he didn't feel it at first, but the big gift of Ma Xiao's head hitting his leg just now suddenly made him a little emotional.
Unspeakable sadness.
One month's salary, plus medical expenses, totaled more than 2,000 yuan. The price of his mobile phone was replaced by a screen, and if there was no way, he would buy a new mobile phone, and it would not be counted.
But Ma Xiao wiped away his tears and gave a big gift.
He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
It's not that he doesn't know that many people have a difficult life, but it's a completely different feeling compared to seeing his roommate's hardship with his own eyes.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked in a low voice.
"It's a little uncomfortable," Jiang Kuo also whispered, "It's a little blocked."
"Shouldn't I be happy now, help Ma Xiao solve the problem." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo shook his head: "Not this."
"Just think about this." Duan Feifei smiled and put his arm on his shoulder and hugged him.