King of Industry

Coming out of the crowded Yangcheng Railway Station, Zhao Guoyang felt a sigh in his heart when he saw the pedestrians wearing cool clothes and hurrying along the street.

In just half a year after his rebirth, this is already the fourth time he has set foot in the city of Yangcheng.

But every time I come here, the surrounding environment seems to be changing. These changes may not be large, but they are definitely clearly visible.

Since the spring breeze of reform and development has blown across the land of China, Yangcheng, the gateway to the south of China, has become a gathering place for laborers from all over the country.

Chinese people's enthusiasm for going south to pan for gold is definitely higher than ever.

The city of Yangcheng was probably the busiest city in the country in the 1990s, and its degree of commercialization was even slightly better than that of Beijing and SJ.

In this fast-paced city, it can be said that opportunities are everywhere, but there are also some ugly phenomena.

It's not that Zhao Guoyang just came out of the train station not far away, and he saw a guy with a parted hair in the middle and a mouse-eyed guy in the flower bed in front of him, taking advantage of an old man's rest and taking a nap, he picked up the bag beside him and was about to leave.

This kind of petty theft can happen everywhere, especially in crowded places such as stations. Now that he has seen it, he must take care of it.

Hey, what are you doing, put down the bag! Zhao Guoyang shouted immediately upon seeing this.

The old man seemed to be awakened by a start. He looked up just in time to see this scene, and hurriedly hugged his bag and shouted, What are you doing with my bag?

What the fuck, I took the wrong bag! Zhong split his head and put down his bag, then walked over with a bit of annoyance on his face, pointed at Zhao Guoyang and cursed: You are on the street! It's none of your business, is it itchy skin? !

Zhao Guoyang's expression was slightly cold, he grabbed the opponent's finger and slammed it hard and shouted: What's the matter, you can still be so confident in stealing things, who do you think you are!

Ah, it hurts, let go! the middle part suddenly knelt down and shouted.

Zhao Guoyang said in a deep voice: You are such a big man, you don't go to work if you have hands and feet, and you do this kind of dirty business. Don't let me see you again, or I will send you to jail!

After finishing speaking, Zhao Guoyang added some strength to his hands, and then pushed forward, and the bowed middle part suddenly fell all over the place.

Death to the street, you dare to meddle in my business, you really deserve a beating! The middle part blushed, got up from the ground, and punched Zhao Guoyang with a punch.

You must know that after rebirth, Zhao Guoyang's physical fitness is much stronger than before, so facing this skinny monkey-like guy, there is no pressure at all.

He grabbed the fist of the middle parted head with quick eyesight and quick hands, then twisted hard, pinned his arm directly behind his back, and then raised his foot and kicked it unceremoniously.

Plop!

The middle part fell headfirst to the ground and was kicked and gnawed on the mud. It was not known whether it was a broken lip or a loose tooth, and the mouth was full of blood.

Hey, if you have something to say, don't do it!

That's right, young man, don't be so angry, it's wrong to hit someone!

That person was bleeding from your beating, there might be an accident!

At this moment, two or three people suddenly surrounded Zhao Guoyang from the side, pulling Zhao Guoyang as if trying to persuade him to fight, making it difficult for him to make another move.

I said, why are you holding me? Send that guy to the police station! Zhao Guoyang looked at the posture of these people and suddenly felt something was wrong.

At the same time, the middle part who fell on the ground opposite had stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards him like a ghost.

Zhao Guoyang became vigilant, and shouted while struggling, This guy is a thief, I want to notify the law enforcement officers!

He's a thief, what did he steal? We didn't see it, we just saw you beating someone!

Even if you're a thief, you can't just hit someone casually. If you kill someone, you'll have to pay with your life!

The few people who seemed to be dissuading still held Zhao Guoyang's arm reluctantly, and the middle parter took out a switchblade from his pocket, with a smirk on his mouth and said: Pu Jie boy, you dare to hit me, I have to give you Bloodletting, let you know what will happen if you meddle in your own business!

At this moment, Zhao Guoyang couldn't see that these few persuasives were most likely the accomplices of the middle split, and they would stand up to help when they saw that the situation was not good.

Let go, or don't blame me for being rude! Zhao Guoyang took a few steps back, waved his arms, and shouted with a bit of anger.

Okay, let's let it go, it's none of our business if you beat us to death!

Young man, you are really impulsive, you have to suffer a little to be a man!

Knives don't have long eyes. If you stab a key part, it will be fatal. You'd better leave quickly!

While talking, these people pushed and pulled Zhao Guoyang, as if they were creating opportunities for Zhong Bing to strike.

Want to run, where are you going! Zhong Branch brandished the switchblade and rushed up quickly, screaming strangely.

Get out! Seeing this, Zhao Guoyang suddenly exerted force, raised his leg and kicked Zhongfen's head directly, kicking his switchblade flying, then pulled out his arm, and landed his five-finger fist hard on the latter's face, causing Zhongfen's head to immediately slam. Let out a miserable scream.

At this moment, a guy next to him who was trying to persuade him suddenly took out a brick from his bag, and smashed it hard on Zhao Guoyang's forehead.

This heavy blow made Zhao Guoyang stunned, until a wisp of viscous liquid slipped into his eyes, and then he realized that he had been photographed.

At this moment, the old man whose bag was almost stolen finally came to his senses, and shouted loudly: Come on, help, robbed, murdered!

Those guys originally wanted to continue to be cruel, but after hearing this voice, they all shrank back.

Looking at Zhao Guoyang, who was fainted on the ground with a pale face, several people looked at each other, not daring to stay for a long time, and immediately ran away.

Damn, the fuck's will be photographed by the bricks, it's really careless... Zhao Guoyang was dazed and dizzy as he watched the other party run away, and finally passed out.

A moment later, the security management personnel of the station came after hearing the news, but they did not catch the assailant, and had to rescue the injured Zhao Guoyang.

...

Next to Yangcheng Railway Station, in the back row of a Jetta, Liang Hongjun was anxiously looking at his watch.

Xiao Zhang, are you sure that the K288 train from Jinling City arrives at eleven o'clock in the noon? Why is it already half past twelve, and there is no news yet?

Hearing Liang Hongjun's question, Xiao Zhang, the driver in the front row, turned his head and replied seriously: Mr. Liang, I just got off the train and checked. This train K288 must arrive at eleven o'clock, and it has already arrived. It's been a while!

Then why is there no news? Could it be that I missed it? Liang Hongjun asked in a daze.

No, I have to call back to the factory to ask. Bie Guoyang didn't find me, so he has already rushed to the factory, and I'm still waiting here.

Liang Hongjun picked up the newly equipped mobile phone, and was just about to call the communication room in the factory to inquire, when the phone rang suddenly.

Hearing the urgent phone call, Liang Hongjun's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He hastily pressed the switch button, and a strange voice came from inside.

Hi, hello, is this Mr. Liang Hongjun of Siyang Group?

It's me! You are? Liang Hongjun responded repeatedly.

On the other end of the phone, after confirming Liang Hongjun's identity, he continued to speak: Mr. Liang, I am Zhang Guangyi from the railway station police station.

Hearing this man's confident self-introduction, Liang Hongjun guessed that the other party must be a cadre of the police station, and immediately responded repeatedly: Ah, Director Zhang, hello, hello.

Zhang Guangyi didn't deny Liang Hongjun's name, he obviously acquiesced, and then said: Mr. Liang, I have something to confirm with you. Do you know a comrade named Zhao Guoyang?

I know each other. He is my good friend and a partner of our Siyang Group. I made an appointment with him today and picked him up at the train station. Why, he didn't find me, please call me Is it on the phone?

After Liang Hongjun asked this question, the tone on the other side was a little awkward.

This...it's like this, Mr. Liang, Comrade Zhao Guoyang...he was beaten unconscious after he got off the train, and he is now in the hospital. People from our police station found your business card on him while checking the situation. , so I called you this number!

What! What did you say? Liang Hongjun yelled out of composure, and his whole body felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Director Zhang on the opposite side heard his cry and quickly comforted him: Mr. Liang, don't worry. According to the doctor's preliminary examination, Comrade Zhao Guoyang fainted temporarily because of a blow to the head, and his life should not be in danger. ...

Director Zhang's words finally made Liang Hongjun relax a little bit.

He let out a long breath, and asked in a loud voice: Director Zhang, thank you for your call. I don't know which hospital Guoyang is in now. I'll go see him now.

Uh, it should, it should.

Zhang Guangyi coughed and said, He is currently in the Third People's Hospital of Yangcheng City. The comrades from our railway station police station are dealing with it there. Mr. Liang, you should go and inquire, and you should be able to find him.

Okay, then I'll go over now, and I'll trouble you, Director Zhang! Liang Hongjun thanked Director Zhang, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Xiao Zhang, hurry up and go to the Third People's Hospital of Yangcheng City! Putting down the phone, Liang Hongjun immediately called out to the driver Xiao Zhang.

Okay, Mr. Liang! Xiao Zhang had already roughly understood what happened from the leader's call just now, so he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, just turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and roared away.

Seeing the surrounding buildings receding like flying, Liang Hongjun gradually calmed down.

The news that Zhao Guoyang was knocked unconscious and was in the hospital was too sudden for him, and he was a little confused just now.

At this moment, after calming down a little, Liang Hongjun gradually realized the seriousness of the situation.

It should be said that Liang Hongjun is already very familiar with Zhao Guoyang, a friend who has forgotten his age, and Liang Hongjun has always been concerned about his recent situation.

On the surface, although this young man is only a middle-level worker in the small factory of Hongda Machinery Factory, his actual influence is astonishing.

Not to mention others, Li Kejian and Mr. Li from the Ministry of Machinery and Electronics Industry alone valued Zhao Guoyang very much.

If something really happened to him in Yangcheng, Liang Hongjun was worried that Mr. Li would be able to accuse Siyang Group of Xingshi against him.

No, I have to report this matter to Mr. Li as soon as possible, in case something happens to Guoyang...

Bah, bah, crow's mouth! Liang Hongjun slapped himself, but took out his mobile phone.