The landlord fools me every day

Yang Anping narrowed his eyes: "The wings are hard? How dare you talk to me like that?"

He lightly raised his hand, and he ordered: "Keep beating until he admits his mistake. This kid is really getting more and more untrained, let him learn it again today, let him remember his surname and status clearly, Lest the dog really dare to bite the owner."

The little assistant smiled and nodded: "Okay, Chairman."

"Dog?" Yang Zekui smirked, "You are really straightforward, Dad."

After dryly uttering an ironic call from the bottom of his throat, Yang Zekui was slapped hard several times: "Pay attention to the tone and words you speak! Haven't you remembered what you can say and what you can't say!"

Yang Zekui, who was taught so much by the little assistant, was beaten until his nose and gums bled, still holding the corner of his mouth stubbornly: "I don't know, I don't know, and I don't fucking remember anything."

"You!" The little assistant who had raised his hand in mid-air was suddenly stopped by Yang Anping.

"Okay, since this beast's temperament has become so wild, then I will teach it carefully a few times after I get home. Most of it is just doing useless work now." Yang Anping said calmly.

As he said that, he squinted at Yang Zekui who was kneeling in front of him: "Oh, it seems that my acquiescence at that time was an obviously wrong choice. I have only been in Yexin for more than a month, and I have changed so much. I have contracted the bad habit of wild dogs outside. gone?"

Yang Zekui sneered: "Wild dog? Do you know what you're talking about, and I—" The person at the same table is the second young master of the Zhang family who dominates you in terms of power and financial resources.

Halfway through the conversation, he stopped again.

Forget it, this is just his family business, it's better not to involve irrelevant people too much.

Unexpectedly, Yang Anping said directly in his words: "You want to talk about Zhang Zhushi, right?"

When he arrived at his destination and got off the car, Yang Anping patted the shocked Yang Zekui on the shoulder: "Xiao Kui, you better not play tricks in front of Guan Gong with your thin eyeliner, or you will only hurt more people." people."

As soon as he got home, he grabbed the little assistant by the shoulder and asked, "What did you do to Uncle Wen?!"

The little assistant patted his hand away lightly: "It's okay. It's just that at his age, it's time to retire, and the chairman ordered me to fire him."

"Fired?!" Yang Zekui's forehead bulged with veins, "Do you still have any humanity! Do you know that he has worked for our family for more than ten years?! Do you know that he has a wife and daughter who are seriously ill?! You In this way, isn’t it equivalent to cutting off his retreat?! Who would dare to want him who was dismissed by you demons! Are you vicious or disgusting!!”

The little assistant sneered: "It's not up to you to judge the chairman's work. We are businessmen, so we naturally focus on the interests of the overall situation. We must not give up the overall situation for our own little love. Besides, the money to support your Uncle Wen is all The chairman earned it, not you. So he can fire him whenever he wants."

Yang Zekui was almost pissed off by him: "These are two different things!"

If it was a normal dismissal, Yang Zekui would definitely not say anything, not even the slightest opinion.But based on what Yang Anping said in the car and the performance of the little assistant at that time, he naturally wouldn't believe that they were just Uncle Wen who had been dismissed normally, rather than killing chickens to scare monkeys.

With softness, people have flaws.

Yang Zekui's lips were tightly lined: "Come at me for anything, I will be obedient." Uncle Wen is innocent, he can't be so selfish.

Suddenly, the smiling little assistant and Yang Anping, who was sitting comfortably, were interrupted by an angry young voice.

At the door, Zhang Zhushi, who managed to climb over the wall with great difficulty, clutched the note in his hand in disgrace: "Yang Zekui, you stinking shameless person! Give me back my card!"

The little assistant's expression changed: "Why is this kid here!"

Yang Anping's expression also froze, and his eyes darkened slightly: "The youngest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Zhushi..."

This gloom was fleeting, and Yang Anping quickly returned to normal, with his usual polite smile on his face.

Just opened his lips slightly to strike up a conversation, but was selectively ignored by Zhang Zhushi who swaggered in.

He went straight past Yang Anping who was sitting, walked past the assistant next to him, and trotted straight towards Yang Zekui who was a little startled.

"you--"

Before the words could be spoken, Zhang Zhushi suddenly interrupted him: "Give me back the card!"

Yang Zekui subconsciously looked at the little assistants who were ignored by Zhang Zhushi, and found that their expressions had changed more or less subtly.

Obvious or not, he felt a hint of the undercurrent of deliberate tranquility before the storm.

So, he quickly gave the card hidden in his sleeve to Zhang Zhushi, and then pushed him with a dry smile: "Really, I forgot to return the card to you when I came back. Take it, and go home quickly, otherwise your family will be in danger." People should be worried."

Zhang Zhushi turned to push Yang Zekui out while braking with his foot: "You should go back to school with me. The evening self-study is not over yet. If you don't go, you will be demerited."

Hearing this, Yang Zekui subconsciously glanced at the little assistants.

As expected, those guys all stared at them with sullen faces, or looked at Zhang Zhu behind him, or at the little lamb he sent to the door.

Suddenly, after only knowing that Uncle Wen was dragged down by him, Yang Zekui regretted taking Zhang Zhushi's card and involving him.

Although he knew that with his status, he probably wouldn't be treated in the open, but it might be hard to say in secret.

In the huge business world, any small trick falling into the hands of the enemy may become a fatal key point to bring down the entire enterprise and family behind you.

Even now, he wished he could leave immediately with Zhang Zhushi, or else he would take a gamble that Yang Anping and the others didn't know that Zhang Zhushi was Zhang Zhushi, and quickly swept him out while concealing his identity.

However, if you think about it this way, it will look different when you do it.

He stopped walking, with countless thoughts in his mind, and finally there was only one sentence that came to his lips: "I see."

After a few seconds of silence, he dragged Zhang Zhushi and walked towards the gate: "I have already asked the teacher for leave for evening self-study and so on. Now you should worry about yourself and go back to your self-study."

As soon as he finished speaking here, Yang Anping, who was sitting upright at the other end of the living room, coughed intentionally, reminding Yang Zekui something both explicitly and secretly.

Yang Zekui just acted as if he didn't hear or understand, and waved his hand when pushing Zhang Zhu: "Go, you will really be recorded if you are late."

Zhang Zhushi just looked at him calmly from the beginning to the end, against the sudden anger: "Yang Zekui." He called his name softly.

"Xiao Kui," Yang Anping did not wait for Yang Zekui's answer, "Master Zhang rarely comes to our house to play, why do you have to push people out so many times? I will teach you on weekdays." Have you forgotten all those etiquettes?"

Yang Zekui was silent, and said to himself: "You go, it's not easy to get a taxi here when it's late."

Suddenly, Yang Anping narrowed his eyes, with displeasure written all over his face: "Xiao Kui." He lowered his voice and called his name in a commanding tone.

Yang Zekui still acted as if he didn't know anything, and smiled softly at Zhang Zhushi at the door, his smile was warm and soft, which was different from every time he smiled in the past.

It seems to have the fresh moisture after the rain and the unique fragrance of the soil, which makes people feel quite comfortable.

But vaguely, there is also a bit of inexplicable and sighing distress, it is the kind of lovely and charming person who is clearly injured but still pretends to be fine, regretful and heart-wrenching.

Of course, for Zhang Zhushi, the heartbeat is not the kind of heartbeat for someone in the popular sense, but the heart beats a few times faster in the literal sense, and a feeling of impulsiveness called unhappiness spreads in the heart.

Damn it, he doesn't care what Yang Zekui went through after he came back, but now he has to follow him back to school.

Reaching out forcefully to grab Yang Zekui, Zhang Zhushi turned around and took a step before he was stopped by the security guards nearby.

They are all strong and strong, with expressionless faces, and a strong sense of oppression is revealed all over their bodies.

Although they just reached out to stop them and didn't say anything, through their eagle-like sharp and fierce eyes, Zhang Zhushi had roughly predicted what would happen to them later if he insisted on taking Yang Zekui away today. a precarious situation.

But, he has always been the kind of person who rises to the challenge.

He turned his head and raised his eyebrows with a slight smile at Yang Zekui who was looking at him worriedly: "At the same table, the head teacher can let me take care of you, don't let you be late."

The implication is that he must have Yang Zekui leave today.

Yang Zekui swallowed, frowning slightly.

In Zhang Zhushi's eyes, there seemed to be a mist that could not be resolved, and there was also a warm sun that could penetrate the thick clouds, guiding a way forward for him who was at a loss.

He was almost attracted by these clear eyes, so he fell deeply into them and followed Zhang Zhushi away.

Fortunately, his rationality reminded him in time when he was about to take a step, so that he didn't really take that step.

Otherwise, he and Zhang Zhushi might have made the wrong choice.

"Xiao Kui," Yang Anping, who has been in the business world for many years and has seen many big and small things, waved his hand with a smile, "It is your honor to be at the same table with Young Master Zhu Shi, and now Zhu Shi is personally I came to ask you to go back to school for self-study, such concern, do you really want to refuse?"

As he spoke, he looked at him darkly.

Being so sized up, Yang Zekui frowned slightly, thought for a moment in his mind, and then hurriedly pulled Zhang Zhushi away, before he just threw out a very polite sentence: "I'll go first." Since the old thief is so Having said that, anyway, he definitely didn't intend to take the risk of offending Zhang's family, so he just took Zhang Zhushi and left.

There is no person referred to in this scene, and there is no title in it, and it is even impossible to tell who Yang Zekui said this to.

This time the security did not stop them, but bowed respectfully to them, signaling them to go all the way.