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Just after five o'clock, Zhang Ermao got up, and of course he called Zhang Wanquan up. The two hurried out of the house after eating some dinner prepared by Yang Yueru.
Looking at Yang Yueru’s reluctant eyes, there was still a somewhat aggrieved expression. Zhang Ermao originally wanted to ask Yang Yueru to explain, but after hesitating for a while, he gave up. Of course, he didn’t know how to explain to Yang Yueru for a while. After all, the Song family was right. He is so good. After all, Song Siyi is so good to him. After all, there is also what Li Jingjing said, Song Siyi is the most sincere to himself, the woman who loves him most, and he must not let others down.
When Zhang Ermao walked out of the corridor, Yu Jing’s car was already waiting at the entrance of the corridor. As soon as Zhang Ermao came out, Yu Jing jumped out of the car in a hurry and prepared to open the door for Zhang Ermao, but was stopped by Zhang Ermao. .
"Don't do this in the future, you can just sit in the car, I'll open the door myself, don't make me look like a big man!" Is he a big man? I really don't know this; do I count as a rich person? Come on, don’t think I’m sitting on an Audi, but he’s actually less than 10,000 yuan in his possessions.
"Brother Ermao, you are a big man, hehe!" Yu Jing had a silly smile. Of course, Zhang Ermao is really a big man in his eyes, at least the skill is unpredictable.
"Go, go, go!" Zhang Ermao got into the car with a look of anger, but he didn't notice that one of the twelve windows above his head opened and Yang Yueru's head was stretched out. Looking puzzled at Zhang Ermao's Audi car downstairs.
At the entrance of the hospital, Yang Yueru saw the shadow of Audi leaving. She thought it was Song Zhiyuan’s car and felt a little heavy in her heart, but now... Now watching Zhang Ermao get into the Audi car, and now looking at the car downstairs When the Audi car slowly left the shadow, Yang Yueru's face showed a happy expression.
It was early when Zhang Ermao brought Zhang Wanquan to Blue Moon. Since he had already eaten dinner, he did not bring Zhang Wanquan to the Chinese restaurant. Instead, he took him to the security department in the basement of the East Chamber.
Maybe it’s because it’s time for dinner, so when Zhang Ermao walked into the basement security department, there were not a few people in there, nor was everyone working like that when he came in last time, but sitting lazily. Reading newspapers and magazines on the sofa.
"Mr. Zhanghao
! "
"Zhang Ermao..." As soon as Zhang Ermao came in, everyone hurriedly stood up and looked at Zhang Ermao respectfully. Of course, they did not forget to look at the somewhat rustic Zhang Wanquan behind Zhang Ermao. Fan.
"Sit all, let's all sit down!" Zhang Ermao greeted the group kindly, and after everyone sat down, he said solemnly: "Don't call me Mr. Zhang from now on. I'm not used to it and feel awkward. Besides, we are all working for the Song family. There is no need to distinguish between high and low, so let's do it! My Zhang Ermao is 26 years old this year. If I am older than me, I will be called Ermao, and younger than me will be called Ermao! "
Hearing what Zhang Ermao said, everyone looked puzzled, and didn't know if this guy in front of him was really so approachable or he wanted to show off his prestige in front of everyone.
"Have you heard!" At first glance, everyone seemed to be unresponsive and did not answer their own questions. Zhang Ermao yelled viciously with a look of anger.
"Yes!" Zhang Ermao's call almost shocked everyone, and they all stood up in a hurry.
"Hehe! Hehe!" Zhang Ermao walked up with a smug look on his face, and a smile on his face: "Don't be too nervous, I'll just make a joke with everyone. From now on we will be brothers, and behind me This is because Zhang Wanquan is my cousin, and I will work with you in the future, and of course I will be brothers with everyone!"
"Yes!" Everyone didn't dare to relax this time, Zhang Ermao shouted in unison as soon as he finished speaking.
"Oh, I've said it all, don't be too nervous!" Zhang Ermao still smiled, stepped forward and patted one of the men's shoulders: "Also, my cousin is also very skilled, you guys. If you have the opportunity, you can ask him for advice!"
"Hehe..." Zhang Ermao turned around, nodded heavily at Zhang Wanquan, then turned and walked outside.
In fact, Zhang Ermao's last words are of ulterior motives: Why can I join Blue Moon smoothly? Why can I get a salary of nine thousand in the first month? Yes, it is because of good skill. Is his cousin good? Doesn't it count in my own eyes? But in the eyes of ordinary people, that is different.
Of course Zhang Ermao still remembers the scene when he was in his hometown before. Zhang Wanquan wanted to learn when he taught his own kung fu, but what about him? He just refused to teach, so he became Zhang Wanquan's master, and passed on to Zhang Wanquan some of the kung fu taught to him by his father Zhou.
Of course Zhang Ermao understands that Zhang Wanquan must be dissatisfied with his salary of 3,000 yuan a month. If he is dissatisfied, he is fine.
! Make gestures with the guys in front of you to prove your abilities, and then... Then you can process the funds for him. Then who can gossip, this is the society in this society. You can speak with your skills and you can eat with your salary.
Zhang Ermao is not stupid, but he has not seen much in the world, but he has not really adapted to the intrigue and deceitful society in front of him.
Zhang Ermao wants to help his cousin, not for the sake of brotherhood, but also for Liu Cuihua’s sake; Zhang Ermao wants his cousin to prove his own ability as soon as possible, but he doesn’t. Knowing that there are people who are more powerful, more perfect, and more vicious than he calculated.
"Brother Zhang, we have seen Mr. Zhang's skills with our own eyes. You wouldn't be as good as him!" After Zhang Ermao left, a man walked slowly to Zhang Wanquan, looking provocatively. On the other side, for what Zhang Ermao said just now, everyone felt that Zhang Ermao was playing a prestige. Of course, I couldn’t believe that this rustic guy in front of me would also be a practicer. Since you Zhang Ermao asked everyone for advice Ask, why not take this opportunity...
"Hey! Ermao praised me too much!" Zhang Wanquan seemed to be a little unconvinced, and he was still worried about salary matters? Of course, I really want to teach the guy in front of him, so although this guy has a smile on his face, his eyes are looking at him viciously and contemptuously.
"No, Brother Zhang, you are Mr. Zhang's cousin. Didn't Mr. Zhang show his hands in front of you, didn't teach you anything!" Don't say, the man is really a little guilty, and he is really afraid that things will happen. As I said, I was afraid that Zhang Ermao really taught the guy in front of him some kung fu, and I was afraid that I was really no match for others.
"Why don't you make a gesture!" Zhang Wanquan was also impatient, and he didn't bother to rub his mouth with the other party anymore, and directly said what he thought.
"Okay, since Brother Zhang has said so, what can we say as brothers?" The man hurriedly opened his posture after speaking.
"Although it's just martial arts exchanges, and the point is up to the point, but after all, you have no eyes, so Brother Zhang, you have to be careful!" As soon as the voice fell, the man raised his fist and went straight to Zhang Wanquan's face.
Looking at the opponent's fierce fist, Zhang Wanquan had a look of disdain, and hid on one side of his body.
One punch failed, the man was a little anxious, a little angry, and a backhand punch came straight to the back of Zhang Ermao's head.
Zhang Wanquan still had a look of disdain, his head lowered, he let the opponent's fist open while he stepped back, lifted his right leg, and kicked him hard on the opponent's ass.
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"Ah!" The man gave him a heavy kick on his ass. Although it was not a major problem, he managed to stabilize the center of gravity after rushing forward a few steps.
"Brother Zhang, as expected, how many times!" As soon as one of the brothers suffered a loss, when the guy in front of him seemed to have had so many times, another man stood up, and several other men behind him took off. , A situation of attacking in groups.
Seeing everyone pulling their posture, Zhang Wanquan felt a little nervous and a little guilty, but after all, he was bare-handed, so this guy didn't say anything? Even more, he didn't mean to quit, he just clenched his fists and watched everyone's every move carefully.
Indeed, Zhang Wanquan definitely knows with his fist, he did a lot of fights while working in Guangzhou, and he really didn’t put the guys in front of him in his eyes, but what happened last night, why did this guy do? So nervous, so scared
Once Zhang Ermao's mother was present, and his wife was also there, no matter how good he was, he couldn't take care of that much; then, the underworld! After all, all of them are in suits and leather shoes. Who knows what is hidden in the suit, what if he pulls out a pistol? That's how it is played on TV anyway.
"Huh!" One of the men snorted coldly, and then raised his fist, and went straight to Zhang Wanquan's face.
Zhang Wanquan looked serious and cautious, his head tilted to the left, his right arm was already raised when he opened the opponent's fist, and his hand went straight to the opponent's neck.
"Uh..." The man couldn't hold his posture for a while, couldn't hold his center of gravity, and with a scream, he overturned and fell to the ground.
"Chao!" With a look of anger, another man rushed up, Zhang Wanquan squatted, and while avoiding the opponent's fist, his big hand reached into the opponent's crotch. As soon as he raised his arm, he made a violent effort. The man was caught by Zhang Wanquan. She fought back, and then fell heavily to the floor.
"Brothers, let's go together!" The man seemed unwilling to be reconciled. He stood up, waved his big hand, and everyone surrounded Zhang Wanquan.
Seeing this posture, Zhang Wanquan was also anxious, hurriedly pulled the posture away, and then carefully watched every move of the people around him.
"Stop!" But at this moment, when everyone was about to encircle Zhang Wanquan, when Zhang Wanquan felt a little guilty, there was a stern cry from the gate.