Fan Tianshui stood in front of the machine, one man in charge.
Several uniformed staff members held tools in their hands, but they looked at Fan Tianshui standing there with eager eyes, and no one dared to step forward.
Anyone who is not too dull can feel a strong and rich sense of oppression on Fan Tianshui. Once this kind of humanoid beast gets angry, the consequences will be disastrous.
Everyone present knew what was going to happen. The strong man looked scary, and no one wanted to suffer physical pain. Even if the company manager shouted something from behind, none of them dared to step forward.
"Don't move. Mr. Zheng said he wanted to check this machine." Fan Tianshui looked around and said calmly, "After checking, it's okay. You can just move the machine away. I don't want this thing either."
"You are violating the law! This is our company's property!" A bald man in his forties wearing a suit pointed and said.
Fan Tianshui glanced at him expressionlessly, not noticing the pointing movements at all. To him, the man in the suit behaved like a perverse child, so he just ignored him.
"Go up, let's see what he can do to you! How can we still rob things in broad daylight? We are a society ruled by law, ruled by law!!" The man in the suit saw that Fan Tianshui ignored him. He was very annoyed, but more It's fear.
He didn't dare to come forward, and kept shouting from behind, trying desperately to encourage employees to come up, but he was not allowed to give any benefits.
Under the constant urging of the man in a suit, a man swallowed his saliva and said with an apologetic smile, "Brother, stop making trouble and leave quickly. We will take the machine back for maintenance. You are delaying us from getting off work..."
Fan Tianshui shook his head and said nothing.
The man bravely took a few steps forward, but before he reached the machine, he was frightened by Fan Tianshui's glance and ran away.
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, the man in the suit could only glare at Fan Tianshui with a bluffing look and turn around to make a phone call.
Soon, Principal He rushed over with an angry look on his face. Because he was anxious, he was out of breath.
The test results from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention were fine. He was very happy at first, so he said it was just an accident and he had to take the 912 side seriously. Dr. Zheng and Dr. Su, who won the Nobel Prize, were too ignorant of the ways of the world and insisted on finding something wrong.
Even Principal He felt that 912 Dean Yan was instigating and instigating him from behind to make someone so stupid.
And that doesn’t count. The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention said that all the test results for the food in the cafeteria and even the oranges in the juicer were fine, and they still have to control the juicer.
It’s so outrageous! Principal He rushed over angrily. He is very confident. The test results from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention show that there is nothing wrong at all. They are making trouble unreasonably!
Even if you are a Nobel Prize winner, you can't just find any reason to act inappropriately.
But when he saw Fan Tianshui, he was startled. He was wearing the uniform of a 912 security guard...
Could it be said that all this was secretly instructed by Dean Yan? This idea became more and more intense.
Possible, very possible!
But the reason became a problem. I usually have a good relationship with Dean Yan. After all, medical care and education are both necessary for people, and they are each other's resources.
It doesn't make sense. There are two professions that I don't want to take care of. Why should Dean Yan do it himself if he has nothing to do? Who is secretly instigating this? This question troubled Principal He.
While thinking about it, he picked up his cell phone and started to make a call, but a woman answered Dean Yan's call.
"Hello, Principal He." The woman said after answering the phone gently and politely.
"Uh... is this the phone number of Dean Yan?" Principal He highly suspected that he dialed the wrong number.
"Lao Yan had a heart attack and is now asleep after the injection." The woman said, "I am his lover. Principal He, what can I do for you?"
"No..." Principal He said helplessly, "How is Dean Yan doing now?"
"The hospital said nothing is wrong. Pay attention to rest and avoid mood swings. It will only take a few days to recover."
"excuse me."
Not giving up, he dialed Ye Qingqiu's phone number again.
"Director Ye." At this time, Principal He's voice was a little colder.
"Hello, Principal He." Ye Qingqiu's voice is always so calm, and the water flows deep beneath his politeness.
"Why do your people control things in our school? Does this make sense?" Principal He said angrily.
"Oh? It shouldn't be." Ye Qingqiu said calmly without a trace of arrogance, "The hospital sent Dr. Zheng and Dr. Su to assist in the investigation. Now they are participating in the intraoperative consultation in the hospital's operating room."
"Huh?" Principal He was stunned for a moment.
"A patient with cardiac torsion." Ye Qingqiu said calmly, "Principal He, if not, I will check again to see what the problem is. Please wait a moment, I will call you in 10 minutes."
Principal He had no choice but to hang up the phone.
The man in front of me looks fierce. I am delicate and rich, but I can't be on the same level as him. If it really hurts me, it won't be worth it.
While he was hesitating, Principal He saw two people running up the stairs.
The leader... turned into ashes. Principal He knew it. He had watched it on TV many times, especially in mid-October, and it was almost a hit on the screen.
There was no conflict of interest between him and himself, so why did he have to target No. 2 Middle School? Thinking of this, Principal He felt a little aggrieved.
"Old Fan, there wasn't a fight, right?" Su Yun asked from afar.
"No." Fan Tianshui grinned.
When the two came to the machine, Su Yun complained, "We were wrong. We just bought a glass of juice to test the oranges we were using."
Zheng Ren smiled, that was indeed the case.
But the problem at hand cannot be solved by myself. It's okay to open a lock, but I really don't understand the mechanical aspect.
Su Yun didn't understand either, so he asked, "Old Fan, can you dismantle this machine?"
"Yes." Fan Tianshui said with certainty.
"Hold on."
Principal He was furious as he watched. Before he could speak, he saw Su Yun take out his mobile phone and scan the QR code, then drink a glass of orange juice and say, "Come on now."
"You..." Principal He was trembling with anger.
But facing the fierce Fan Tianshui, even the office director, who was usually shameless in flattering him, shrank aside and did not dare to speak.
That handsome-looking young man dared to hit anyone, let alone the one in front of him. Everyone was sizing up their own bodies, fearing that they might not be able to hold the opponent's little finger.
The key is that Su Yun slapped the school doctor in the face with a test sheet in the 912 emergency room, letting everyone in the No. 2 Middle School know that they were just as hooligans in white clothes, and they would be even more hooligans if they took off their white clothes.