Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Leader, is that what you think? It's okay to be your driver hitting people, as long as you don't kill them? Are you worthy of being a leader?"

He Zhiqiang looked at him, pointed at him angrily and asked.

Is this leader worthy?

What makes a mistake once, not a big mistake?That's all.

"Xiao He, isn't that a bit serious? I never said that."

The middle-aged man frowned deeper, looked at him and explained.

"What I said is not serious at all. If you make a mistake, you have to admit it. If you don't fire the driver, you can't do it!"

He Zhiqiang looked at her with a sullen face and said.

How can a driver hit someone and still drive?

"Xiao He, I have lost the money and apologized, and the driver has also apologized. The driver has already realized his mistake, and you can't be so fussy about being a human being."

The middle-aged man frowned, looked at him and said.

He didn't drive the car, and he didn't hit the person.

It's hard to find a driver, so how can it be said that it can be driven?

"Come down for me, today you must give me an explanation!"

He Zhiqiang directly opened the car door and pulled him out.

If you don't give him a reasonable explanation today, he will not be happy.

"What the hell are you going to do, kid? What do you want me to tell you? Fire the driver?"

The middle-aged man stood staggeringly on the ground, looked at him and asked.

"Well, what are you all doing? Xiao He, didn't you leave long ago?"

The big leader heard the noise at the door and saw He Zhiqiang as soon as he came out of the house, he was arguing with the leader and hurried forward to stop him.

"The big leader is my cousin who he hit with his car. My cousin is in the hospital now. As a leader, shouldn't he set an example and go to the hospital to apologize to my sister?"

He Zhiqiang pointed at him angrily and said.

Is it great to be an official?

"Xiao He, tell me what's the matter, don't delay him going back."

The big leader said to her kindly.

He Zhiqiang saw that the big leader made a look at him. Could it be that this person is bigger than the big leader's official?

"it is good."

He Zhiqiang glanced at him indignantly, carried the lunch box to the big leader, and gave him a seat.

After the car at the gate was gone, the big leader said to him, "What's going on, Xiao He?"

He Zhiqiang turned his head and looked at him, "What's the matter with the big leader? Yesterday my cousin was hit by a car while walking on the street, and she fell into a coma for three or four hours. My cousin told me about the license plate number... .”

He Zhiqiang told the big leader everything he knew, and he believed that the big leader could uphold justice for him.

"So that's the case, Xiao He. It's not that he doesn't fire the driver, but it's hard to find a driver now. There is a shortage of talents. If there are many people who can drive, how can it be this driver's turn?"

The big leader nodded at him and said.

"No matter how short people are, it can't be like this! Is there really no one driving?"

He Zhiqiang looked at it and said in disbelief.

What kind of talent is this driving?

Driving is so simple, won't you be able to learn it in a few days?

"Now that resources are scarce, it takes time, manpower, and material resources to cultivate talents.

And you also said that the driver lost money, even apologized, and his attitude is good, which means that the driver is of good character. "

The big leader looked at him and said.

He Zhiqiang chatted with the big leader for a few more words, and then rode away on his bicycle. The chat was just a few words, there was a shortage of talents, and there were not enough talents.

But the big leader told him that he might be promoted to his position.

If it is a promotion, then there is no need to spend anything, and he can only compensate his cousin He Yushui in the future.

......

Red Star Courtyard

As soon as He Zhiqiang pushed the cart to the front yard, he saw Yan Bugui running over in a hurry.

"Zhiqiang Zhiqiang stop."

Yan Bugui was a little out of breath, ran to him and said.

"Third Master is so old at night, why are you looking for me?"

He Zhiqiang looked at him suspiciously and asked.

This is Yan Bugui's big night, what can he do to find him?

Could it be that Yan Pugui was asked to change his painkillers in the morning?

Already changed?

"Zhiqiang, the painkiller you gave me in the morning, I gave Jia Zhang the seven-day painkiller, does your medicine really work?"

Yan Bugui took a deep breath and said to him.

The success or failure of this matter depends on whether the medicine is effective or not.

"Really, Third Master's medicine will definitely work, so don't worry."

He Zhiqiang said to him with a smile.

So much good news today.

In a maximum of seven days, his space and villa will be back.

"He Zhiqiang, it's okay. As long as your painkillers work, I believe Jia Zhang will definitely come to me."

Yan Bugui looked at his firm eyes, nodded and said it didn't seem like a lie.

As long as the painkiller pills worked, he couldn't believe that Mrs. Jia Zhang wouldn't change his sewing machine.

"Okay, that's all right, I'll go back, Third Master."

He Zhiqiang pushed the car back to the middle courtyard. As soon as he arrived at the middle courtyard, he saw He Yushui's room was lit, and knew that He Yushui had been discharged from the hospital.

"Boom boom boom..."

He Zhiqiang parked the car in front of He Yushui's door, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Squeak~"

"Brother Zhiqiang, why are you here?"

He Yushui braided two braids on the left and right sides of his head, and said to him with a smile on his face.

"I just came back and saw your room lit up, thinking that you should be discharged from the hospital."

He Zhiqiang entered the room while talking.

"Brother Zhiqiang, you don't even know that in order to get out of the hospital, I almost bruised my mouth. I almost didn't get out of the hospital."

He Yushui walked to the table and poured him a cup of tea with a boiling kettle.

He Zhiqiang held the teacup in his hand, felt it was hot, let go of it again, and looked at her.

"It's right not to let you go out of the hospital, that's all right, put it down quickly, it's so dangerous, just lie down if you don't have anything to do these days, tell me if you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."

He Zhiqiang looked as if he was fine and said.

Does anyone know what the sequelae of a minor concussion are?How serious is it?

Let He Yushui take a good rest these days!

"Understood, brother Zhiqiang, brother Zhiqiang, have you eaten yet?"

He Yushui looked at the lunch box on the table and asked him.

"I can only say that I ate a little of the rice. This box is also braised pork. It should be cold. Let me warm it up for you."

He Zhiqiang noticed her gaze, smiled, and opened the lunch box. There was only half a box of braised pork left in the box.

The half box of braised pork had already entered his stomach.

"No need, Cheng Gang, I've finished my meal and I can't eat any more."

He Yushui waved her hand. She was just curious about what was in the lunch box?

"It's also like you who just got out of the hospital and can't eat greasy food. You can't eat this braised pork. You can eat it after you recover."

He Zhiqiang suddenly thought that patients should eat less greasy food and more light food, this is not wrong.

"Got it! Brother Zhiqiang, I want to listen to the radio, can I?"

He Yushui pointed to the radio on the corner of the desk and said to him.

When she was discharged from the hospital, the doctor didn't seem to say anything to pay attention to. Can the radio be listened to?