Volume 1 Chapter 15 The Pig Feeding Soldier

  The security team leader Bai Chang found Manager Gao and told him the situation. Manager Gao was also worried, saying: "He's only been here for one day and he's already quitting, I'm afraid it's not good, besides, these ex-convicts are not easy to deal with, what if they retaliate against us?"

  Captain Bai said, "But letting him work here will only lead to trouble. You didn't see the way he spoke to Officer Hu, it was...". He slammed his hand on the table in indignation, as if Liu Ziguang had bullied one of his own female relatives.

  The manager bowed his head in contemplation, and after a while said: "Let's do it this way, observe for a period of time, find some small fault to deduct from his salary, deduct until he resigns himself. This way we won't escalate the conflict."

  The white captain praised: "Still manager level is high."

  ……

  At the entrance of the residential area, Wang Zhijun sighed and said, "Alas, I won't be able to smoke with you anymore. This time, Manager Gao will definitely fire you."

  Liu Ziguang glared: "Dare!"

  Wang Zhijun came over and asked: "Brother, did you really come down from the mountain?"

  Liu Ziguang put on an innocent expression and said: "Do I look like that?"

  "It's just like him! He's really one of a kind, that guy is different from ordinary people..."

  "Alright, nothing's gonna happen, I'm going out for a spin, you cover for me." Liu Ziguang tossed the remaining half pack of Zhonghua cigarettes to Wang Zhijun, pulled out the remote control key for his car and pressed it once. The sedan in the distance responded with a crisp sound. Without even changing into his security uniform, he drove off, leaving behind Wang Zhijun's admiring whistle: "Damn, the manager drives an Elantra, but this guy drives a Mercedes-Benz, he's really something."

  Having been away from home for too long, Jiangbei City has undergone earth-shaking changes. High-rise buildings have sprouted up, the roads are wide and clean, the squares' fountains tinkle, green trees shelter, and the section of road where Liu Ziguang used to sell roasted intestines with a small cart eight years ago has turned into a bustling commercial street. Men and women hurry by, leaving Liu Ziguang feeling as if he's in a different world.

  Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I still don't have any long-term possessions. How to let my parents spend their old age at ease and how to improve living conditions by standing out from the crowd has become the biggest problem for now.

  Qian silk Wan Lu, from where the hand, anxious and uneasy Liu Ziguang drove the car on the street left and right, roadside a police motorcycle found this serious speeding and traffic violation of the car, then sounded the siren and chased up.

  With police in pursuit, Liu Ziguang became even more excited, constantly shifting gears and accelerating, braking and turning, darting through the traffic like a fish.

  Unconsciously, he had shaken off the police motorcycle. Before him was a wide highway. Liu Ziguang suddenly woke up with a start and slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a halt across the road.

  It's better to start with the smallest things rather than trying to think of grand ideas. As the ancient saying goes, "If you can't even sweep your own house, how can you sweep the whole world?" If you can't even be a good security guard, then forget about achieving greatness!

  Only by integrating into this society can one find a suitable path for oneself, unfold one's talents and stand out.

  ……

  After making up his mind, Liu Ziguo turned the steering wheel and headed back to work at Zhicheng Garden.

  As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the residential area, they saw a long string of cars stuck in traffic, with several cars honking their horns impatiently. Liu Ziguang parked his car by the side of the road and walked to the gate, where he saw a black Honda Fit parked inside the gate with its head facing outwards, its doors locked, and the driver nowhere to be seen.

  To know that this is the entrance of the residential area, only one way in and out, this Fit is parked at the door, more than a dozen cars outside can't get in, it's rush hour again, watching the vehicles still increasing, it made Wang Zhijun anxious.

  "Liu Ge, you've finally arrived, something bad has happened." Seeing Liu Ziguang return, Wang Zhijun, who was covered in sweat, hastily ran over to tell him about his troubles.

  "What's going on?" Liu Ziguang asked.

  "Honda car was going the wrong way and wanted to leave, just as another car was coming in. Both sides were stubborn and refused to back down, so they ended up facing off against each other. I tried to mediate for half a day but it didn't work. The Honda owner simply got out of the car and left. This is terrible, our bonuses are gone."

  Liu Ziguang said with a strange tone: "Going out the door in reverse was wrong to begin with, and he still dares to play this trick, he's gone mad! Report it to the police and have his car towed."

  Wang Zhijun said: "I've called them, and the traffic police said that the roads inside the community are not under their jurisdiction."

  "Have you reported it to the manager?"

  Wang Zhijun said with a bitter face: "Didn't I just say so? If we make a fuss to the manager, our bonuses will be gone."

  "Ah... " Liu Ziguang thought for a moment, propping up his cheek. At this time, the traffic jam outside was even more severe, with horns honking incessantly, and the residents going in and out couldn't help but glance over. Liu Ziguang's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickly snatched the walkie-talkie from Wang Zhijun's hand, pressing the communication key to say: "The guys at the garage, the guys at the exit come over to support us."

  Before long, two security guards came running over and were also shocked by the scene. Liu Ziguang said: "Friends, help me out, lift this car to one side."

  Wang Zhijun said: "The young man driving the Honda seems to be someone you don't want to mess with, and before he left, he warned that anyone who dares to touch his car will make him look bad."

  Liu Ziguang snorted: "Feathers, violating social morality and etiquette, lift! If something happens, it's on me."

  As Liu Ziguang took charge, the crowd worked together to lift up the Honda car. Fortunately, the Japanese car was lightweight due to its reduced configuration, and four people easily lifted it to one side. The long line of cars stuck outside slowly entered the neighborhood, and each driver passing by the security guards honked their horn in greeting. The four security guards exchanged a glance, and a sense of professional honor arose.

  At this moment, a loud curse sounded: "Damn it, who moved my car?" A red-haired young man wearing suspenders rushed over from outside the neighborhood and charged towards the security guards.

  Liu Ziguang's eyebrows were upside down, and he was about to go up and fight, but was pulled back by Wang Zhijun.

  "Brother Liu, don't be impulsive, fighting with the boss will definitely get you fired, let me handle it."

  King Zhijun accompanied by a smiling face, first bowed and apologized, slowly explaining in a soft voice. However, the red-haired man became even more arrogant, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his tattooed arms, and with one swift motion, he knocked off King Zhijun's large hat and grabbed his collar, shouting: "You're just a gatekeeper, dare to touch my car? I'll beat you to death, you 13th generation of bastards."

  The tall and robust Wang Zhijun was being pushed and scolded by this 1.6-meter-tall young man, with a silly smile on his face, and even the onlookers couldn't bear to watch, but due to the tattoos on Red Hair's body, everyone only dared to whisper.

  At this time, Liu Ziguang did not make a move, hugging his arms to watch the excitement, he wanted to see how long Wang Zhijun could endure.

  They were all young people in their twenties, and no one was born to be bullied. As expected, Wang Zhijun's patience reached the critical point, and he pushed open Hong Mao, pointing at the thing on the ground and shouting: "Pick it up for me!"

  The small red-haired boy was pushed and stumbled, almost falling down. In a fit of anger, he not only didn't pick up the thing on the ground but also trampled it fiercely. Wang Zhijun's eyes turned red with rage as he grabbed the boy's arm and threw him to the ground with a beautiful grappling move. The boy was stunned and took half a day to get up, limping and running away.

  A burst of applause erupted around, the residents saw no excitement and dispersed, Liu Ziguang's mouth corner floated a smile, asking: "Zhijun, are you really a pig-feeding soldier?"

  Wang Zhijun picked up a small badge from the ground, carefully wiped off the dust on it, and proudly wore it on his left chest: "Isn't that right? I've fed an old sow for three years."

  Under the sunset, a golden wing badge shone brightly on his chest.