Chapter 37

Name:Super Working Man Author:e lang
Then the other policemen reacted, took out their pistols and aimed them at Qian Duoduo's head.

Ding Xiaomei winked at Wu Guangping and whispered in his ear.

Liu Guangming faced them. This action just fell into his eyes.

Wu Guangping listened to Ding Xiaomei and shouted, "stop."

The cry was like thunder on the ground, and everyone turned to look at him.

Only Qian Duoduo still put the pistol against Liu Guangming's head, as if he had not been disturbed.

Wu Guangping strode forward to Liu Guangming, took out a certificate and lit it in front of him.

As soon as Liu Guangming saw his certificate and looked at Ding Xiaomei, he suddenly realized: "brother, you are..."

Wu Guangping took back his certificate, with a straight face, interrupted him and said, "apologize to Qian Duoduo right away. Also, leave everything about Qian Duoduo alone in the future."

Liu Guangming was still holding hope. Hearing this sentence, he suddenly wilted and said dejectedly, "there's a lot of money. I'm sorry."

Qian Duoduo said sternly, "speak up. I didn't hear your sincerity."

Liu Guangming had to say loudly, "Qian Duoduo, I'm sorry. I have no eyes and offended you. Please don't be a villain. Don't be as knowledgeable as me!"

Qian Duoduo said coldly, "what you offend is not me, but the broad masses of the people. As a people's policeman, you should know that you serve the people. If you still go out like this, your director will be finished sooner or later. Take your people and get out."

Liu Guangming stared at several of his men and said angrily, "what are you doing? Take the gun and return to the team."

Several policemen looked at each other, confused, but obediently put the pistol back into the holster.

Looking at the pistol in Qian Duoduo's hand, Liu Guangming completely lost his original momentum and said in a low voice: "brother Qian, this... This pistol... Can you give it back to me?"

Qian Duoduo turned the gun and handed it to him.

"Thank you! Thank you, brother Qian!"

Liu Guangming took the pistol, thanked repeatedly, and took several of his men to the police car with a disheartened face.

Qian Duoduo turned to Ding Xiaomei and grinned. With his toes, he can think that the two twin big men next to her are special police. The certificate just shown by a big man must be special police certificate, so Liu Guangming is cowardly.

Moreover, most of Liu Guangming regarded him as a special police officer.

In other words, if Liu Guangming didn't know what to do, although he wouldn't kill him with one shot, it was inevitable that the policemen would be beaten up.

Ding Xiaomei looked at Qian Duoduo and gave him a white eye.

Qian Duoduo thinks that this hot little sister always throws white eyes in front of him. Moreover, she looks cool and he likes it very much.

Liu Guangming and others just walked in front of the police car. The closed security room suddenly opened, and three security guards ran out with batons.

The three security guards saw the police car and the police. They were overjoyed and ran to them together, shouting: "police brother, we report the case!"

Liu Guangming stopped and said, "what case do you report?"

Three security guards ran to them. Security guard a pointed to Qian Duoduo not far away and hurriedly said, "we were stunned by him. Catch him quickly!"

Liu Guangming turned his face and said, "who? Who knocked you out?"

"That's him. He has a lot of money."

"Get in the car."

Liu Guangming ignored, opened the door and was ready to get on the bus.

"Hey, police brother..."

Security guard a was in a hurry and grabbed Liu Guangming's arm.

Pop!

Liu Guangming was angry and threw him a big mouth with his backhand: "you deserve to provoke a lot of money. Do you know who he is?"

The three security guards were stunned.

Liu Guangming and others got into the police car, didn't even turn on the siren, and ran away.

The three security guards saw Qian Duoduo standing with several heads of the company, embracing his hands and smiling on his face. They couldn't figure out what was going on. They wanted to ask, or even complain, but they didn't dare.

"Forget it, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. We'll deal with him in the future."

Security guard a said angrily and turned to the security room.

The other two security guards had to follow him.

Qian Duoduo glanced at Sun Wancheng and vice president Li calmly and smiled at Murong Xue: "Chairman, I am now the chairman of the trade union of the garment company. I have the responsibility and obligation to urge all departments of the company to do a good job in the logistics support of all employees. Now, I want you to come with me and let's go to the canteen."

Murong Xue didn't understand: "what are you going to see in the canteen?"

"Our company has three canteens, one small canteen and two large canteens. The small canteens are specially for administrative personnel, and the two large canteens are for more than 2000 workers. As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. Go and see the life of our workers."

After talking, Qian Duoduo went to the canteen first.

Murong Xue was confused and followed Qian Duoduo.

The others waited, all following her.

Soon, a group of people walked into a big canteen.

Inside and outside the canteen, there are 500 square meters. It is dirty and dilapidated. Several ceiling fans on the ceiling are black and covered with dirt. It seems that they have not been cleaned for many years. The ground and table are almost the same, which makes people turn off at a glance.

Murong Xue walked into the canteen and smelled a strong musty smell, which made her frown.

Qian Duoduo introduced them: "Chairman, you see, this is where we eat at noon and at night. When we get off work, there are at least more than 1000 people eating here, but there are only more than 300 seats, and the time for us to eat is only half an hour. After half an hour, we have to go to work immediately. Therefore, in order to work, we can't have a good meal at all. Many people are worried It's just standing or squatting somewhere and wolfing down. Now the weather is hot, there is no air conditioner in the canteen, only six symbolic ceiling fans, two of which are broken. When we eat, our sweat flows into the bowl and swallows into our stomach with our tears. "

Murong Xue nodded, his face heavy and said, "there's a lot of money. I've never seen the canteen of the company. I don't know this is the case. I'll ask them to make good rectification."

"Chairman, in fact, we can stand it. What we can't stand is the hygiene of the food. There is another hour for lunch. You can go to the kitchen with me to broaden your horizons."

So a group of people followed him to the back kitchen.