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Chapter 118 Noisy Sunday
Chapter 118 Noisy Sunday
Yu Huanshui's house is in a civilian community. The buildings in the community are quite old, and the residents are a mixed bag of people.
When Zhuang Ziqiang went upstairs, there were two renovation workers inside, one was using an electric drill to break the floor tiles, and the other was picking up the garbage.
"Master, I'm the owner downstairs. The neighbors around this weekend are resting. Do you think you can start construction at another time?"
The middle-aged worker with an electric drill raised his head, "Oh, you can really joke, you have weekends, we don't have weekends, isn't this making money?"
The tone of the decoration worker was quite polite, but the content was full of unscrupulous temperament.
you make money?You can make money, but it is your fault to influence others.
"Master, what you said is wrong. You can make money, but you have to make money within the scope permitted by laws and regulations. The country has laws and regulations. We don't care how you decorate on weekdays, but on rest days, you must ensure that we residents There is a good rest environment."
The middle-aged worker said: "What you said is wrong. The people in the property management told us that we can work after eight o'clock in the morning."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhuang Ziqiang and prepared to continue working.
This decoration worker is obviously an old fritter, and the property management has already greeted them, and they are not afraid of Zhuang Ziqiang's troubles. Anyway, these owners have a good face, and they can't help them if they don't pay them.
"The property said that it can be renovated after eight o'clock? It's okay, you call me the person who told you this, and I'll ask him face to face."
The middle-aged worker smiled contemptuously, "You are really interesting to talk, you can call me if you want? If you need something, go to the property management, we still have to work."
Zhuang Ziqiang felt impatient when he saw the worker's expression. This kind of person is obviously used to bullying honest people. Many owners are of high quality, and everyone is busy with work on weekdays, so they have become accustomed to this kind of disturbing behavior .
"Master, you came out to work to earn money, and I don't want to embarrass you."
Zhuang Ziqiang didn't get angry because of the worker's expression, but his tone had calmed down, "So, either you stop now and call the owner of this house, or call the person from the property you just mentioned .”
The decoration workers had seen too many people who came to the door because they disturbed the people, and they didn't take it seriously at all. They didn't even bother to answer Zhuang Ziqiang's words and continued to work with their heads down.
Another young worker picked up the rubbish and put it under Zhuang Ziqiang's feet, and deliberately swept him vigorously. Zhuang Ziqiang's shoes and trousers were covered with dust.
Zhuang Ziqiang frowned, glanced at the young worker, turned and left without saying a word.
The middle-aged worker raised his head at this moment, and spat at Zhuang Ziqiang's leaving back: "Stupid!"
There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to continue drilling the electric drill, but the drill bit touched the ground, but there was no response.
"What's the matter? Is the latch not inserted tightly?"
The young worker went over and replugged it for him, but it still didn't work.
"Could it be a power outage? Go and have a look." The middle-aged worker ordered the young worker.
The young worker responded, pushed the door open, and looked surprised.
I saw the downstairs owner who was kicked out by the two of them just now, standing next to the distribution box in the corridor.
The community where Yu Huanshui lives has not been built for a long time, but because the property is a black property with no management and maintenance at all, all public facilities in the building have been severely damaged, and the lock on the distribution box has long since disappeared.
The young worker didn't understand what was going on. It must be that the owner came out and pulled the switch just now.
Glaring at Zhuang Ziqiang, he threatened, "You're not happy looking for him, are you?"
Zhuang Ziqiang frowned, "Keep your mouth clean. You two are here to make money. I don't want to embarrass you two. Call someone who can take care of things, otherwise you won't be able to do this job."
The young worker rushed over, "It's against you, how about I decorate?"
As he spoke, he pulled the switch on, and just about to say something harsh to Zhuang Ziqiang, Zhuang Ziqiang stretched out his hand and pulled the switch off again.
"Hey I..."
Just as the young worker was about to make a move, the middle-aged worker came out, "What's going on?"
He was a little surprised to see the two confronting each other. He thought that the two of them had dealt with this person just now, but he didn't expect that this person was standing next to the distribution box. It was obvious that what happened just now was him. dry.
"It's not easy to find this kid!" the young worker said.
The middle-aged worker said: "I said buddy, it's boring for you to do this."
"That's not the way to talk about what's interesting or not. I'm being polite when I come up to talk to you. I can't help you if you are shameless."
The middle-aged man stared, "Are you really him..."
Zhuang Ziqiang was impatient, "Fuck you, fuck, clean up your mouth! Who is used to your stinky body?"
The two decoration workers glared at each other, but Zhuang Ziqiang was not afraid.
Zhuang Ziqiang slammed the cabinet door of the distribution box, "If you want to make money, just keep making money, and if you don't want to stop, don't stop."
There are few big villains and big evils in this world, and there are more petty villains and bullying people.
Just now when Zhuang Ziqiang talked to them and discussed it with them, the two turned a deaf ear, ridiculed and cursed.
At this moment, Zhuang Ziqiang had dirty words on his lips, and his actions were not polite, but they remained silent, a typical bully.
"Okay, you can do it."
Naturally, the middle-aged workers couldn't swallow this tone, but they didn't want to cause trouble anymore. After all, they came out to make money. Since they didn't fool this person, they might as well call the owners who hired them and let them go and talk about it.
Seeing the middle-aged worker start to make a phone call, Zhuang Ziqiang was speechless.
He really can't figure out how some people's heads are so long. It's nothing to do with you, but they feel that they are weak and bully, and they don't even have the most basic respect.
Today's incident, if according to what Zhuang Ziqiang said, whether it is to call the property owner or the owner, these two workers have no need to get angry with him at all. These two people are probably used to dealing with bullying owners up.
After the middle-aged worker made the phone call, he still stared at Zhuang Ziqiang angrily.
Zhuang Ziqiang didn't bother to deal with this kind of bullying and fearlessness, so he went back to his room and prepared to rest. When the owner upstairs came, he still had to talk about it.
Back home, Gan Hong had already done her makeup and was about to go out.
"What are you going to do?"
Gan Hong was taken aback, and said, "I have something to do."
Her tone sounded a little guilty.
Zhuang Ziqiang frowned subconsciously. This bitch gave Yu Huanshui a lot of cuckolds in the play. Could it be that she went out to meet her ex-boyfriend in private?
His heart was pounding.
This is a broken mission!
Seeing his frown, Gan Hong felt even more guilty, and changed the subject: "I heard there was no movement upstairs, did you talk to them?"
"The workers stopped first, and waited for the upstairs owner to come."
Gan Hong nodded, this Yu Huanshui finally did something serious.
After Zhuang Ziqiang had said a few words to Gan Hong, the noise from upstairs was heard again, and Gan Hong's brows stood upright.
"Yu Huanshui, you lied again, is this what you said to stop?"
(End of this chapter)
Yu Huanshui's house is in a civilian community. The buildings in the community are quite old, and the residents are a mixed bag of people.
When Zhuang Ziqiang went upstairs, there were two renovation workers inside, one was using an electric drill to break the floor tiles, and the other was picking up the garbage.
"Master, I'm the owner downstairs. The neighbors around this weekend are resting. Do you think you can start construction at another time?"
The middle-aged worker with an electric drill raised his head, "Oh, you can really joke, you have weekends, we don't have weekends, isn't this making money?"
The tone of the decoration worker was quite polite, but the content was full of unscrupulous temperament.
you make money?You can make money, but it is your fault to influence others.
"Master, what you said is wrong. You can make money, but you have to make money within the scope permitted by laws and regulations. The country has laws and regulations. We don't care how you decorate on weekdays, but on rest days, you must ensure that we residents There is a good rest environment."
The middle-aged worker said: "What you said is wrong. The people in the property management told us that we can work after eight o'clock in the morning."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhuang Ziqiang and prepared to continue working.
This decoration worker is obviously an old fritter, and the property management has already greeted them, and they are not afraid of Zhuang Ziqiang's troubles. Anyway, these owners have a good face, and they can't help them if they don't pay them.
"The property said that it can be renovated after eight o'clock? It's okay, you call me the person who told you this, and I'll ask him face to face."
The middle-aged worker smiled contemptuously, "You are really interesting to talk, you can call me if you want? If you need something, go to the property management, we still have to work."
Zhuang Ziqiang felt impatient when he saw the worker's expression. This kind of person is obviously used to bullying honest people. Many owners are of high quality, and everyone is busy with work on weekdays, so they have become accustomed to this kind of disturbing behavior .
"Master, you came out to work to earn money, and I don't want to embarrass you."
Zhuang Ziqiang didn't get angry because of the worker's expression, but his tone had calmed down, "So, either you stop now and call the owner of this house, or call the person from the property you just mentioned .”
The decoration workers had seen too many people who came to the door because they disturbed the people, and they didn't take it seriously at all. They didn't even bother to answer Zhuang Ziqiang's words and continued to work with their heads down.
Another young worker picked up the rubbish and put it under Zhuang Ziqiang's feet, and deliberately swept him vigorously. Zhuang Ziqiang's shoes and trousers were covered with dust.
Zhuang Ziqiang frowned, glanced at the young worker, turned and left without saying a word.
The middle-aged worker raised his head at this moment, and spat at Zhuang Ziqiang's leaving back: "Stupid!"
There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to continue drilling the electric drill, but the drill bit touched the ground, but there was no response.
"What's the matter? Is the latch not inserted tightly?"
The young worker went over and replugged it for him, but it still didn't work.
"Could it be a power outage? Go and have a look." The middle-aged worker ordered the young worker.
The young worker responded, pushed the door open, and looked surprised.
I saw the downstairs owner who was kicked out by the two of them just now, standing next to the distribution box in the corridor.
The community where Yu Huanshui lives has not been built for a long time, but because the property is a black property with no management and maintenance at all, all public facilities in the building have been severely damaged, and the lock on the distribution box has long since disappeared.
The young worker didn't understand what was going on. It must be that the owner came out and pulled the switch just now.
Glaring at Zhuang Ziqiang, he threatened, "You're not happy looking for him, are you?"
Zhuang Ziqiang frowned, "Keep your mouth clean. You two are here to make money. I don't want to embarrass you two. Call someone who can take care of things, otherwise you won't be able to do this job."
The young worker rushed over, "It's against you, how about I decorate?"
As he spoke, he pulled the switch on, and just about to say something harsh to Zhuang Ziqiang, Zhuang Ziqiang stretched out his hand and pulled the switch off again.
"Hey I..."
Just as the young worker was about to make a move, the middle-aged worker came out, "What's going on?"
He was a little surprised to see the two confronting each other. He thought that the two of them had dealt with this person just now, but he didn't expect that this person was standing next to the distribution box. It was obvious that what happened just now was him. dry.
"It's not easy to find this kid!" the young worker said.
The middle-aged worker said: "I said buddy, it's boring for you to do this."
"That's not the way to talk about what's interesting or not. I'm being polite when I come up to talk to you. I can't help you if you are shameless."
The middle-aged man stared, "Are you really him..."
Zhuang Ziqiang was impatient, "Fuck you, fuck, clean up your mouth! Who is used to your stinky body?"
The two decoration workers glared at each other, but Zhuang Ziqiang was not afraid.
Zhuang Ziqiang slammed the cabinet door of the distribution box, "If you want to make money, just keep making money, and if you don't want to stop, don't stop."
There are few big villains and big evils in this world, and there are more petty villains and bullying people.
Just now when Zhuang Ziqiang talked to them and discussed it with them, the two turned a deaf ear, ridiculed and cursed.
At this moment, Zhuang Ziqiang had dirty words on his lips, and his actions were not polite, but they remained silent, a typical bully.
"Okay, you can do it."
Naturally, the middle-aged workers couldn't swallow this tone, but they didn't want to cause trouble anymore. After all, they came out to make money. Since they didn't fool this person, they might as well call the owners who hired them and let them go and talk about it.
Seeing the middle-aged worker start to make a phone call, Zhuang Ziqiang was speechless.
He really can't figure out how some people's heads are so long. It's nothing to do with you, but they feel that they are weak and bully, and they don't even have the most basic respect.
Today's incident, if according to what Zhuang Ziqiang said, whether it is to call the property owner or the owner, these two workers have no need to get angry with him at all. These two people are probably used to dealing with bullying owners up.
After the middle-aged worker made the phone call, he still stared at Zhuang Ziqiang angrily.
Zhuang Ziqiang didn't bother to deal with this kind of bullying and fearlessness, so he went back to his room and prepared to rest. When the owner upstairs came, he still had to talk about it.
Back home, Gan Hong had already done her makeup and was about to go out.
"What are you going to do?"
Gan Hong was taken aback, and said, "I have something to do."
Her tone sounded a little guilty.
Zhuang Ziqiang frowned subconsciously. This bitch gave Yu Huanshui a lot of cuckolds in the play. Could it be that she went out to meet her ex-boyfriend in private?
His heart was pounding.
This is a broken mission!
Seeing his frown, Gan Hong felt even more guilty, and changed the subject: "I heard there was no movement upstairs, did you talk to them?"
"The workers stopped first, and waited for the upstairs owner to come."
Gan Hong nodded, this Yu Huanshui finally did something serious.
After Zhuang Ziqiang had said a few words to Gan Hong, the noise from upstairs was heard again, and Gan Hong's brows stood upright.
"Yu Huanshui, you lied again, is this what you said to stop?"
(End of this chapter)
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