Hua Cui opened her dark eyes and didn't refute, just looked at the person eagerly.
"..."
Xu Zhiwei's cold expression couldn't be maintained for an instant. She broke through in a second and said in a soft voice: "Forget it this time, don't be so reckless again. If you encounter someone difficult to deal with, the consequences will be unimaginable."< br>
"I know I made a mistake, and I promise not to do it again next time."
Hua Cui smiled and stretched out her hand to swear.
Xu Zhiwei's eyes softened, and he seemed to see another girl through her, similar age, similar words, the only difference is the ending
A few years ago, Xu Zhiwei took a young reporter with her, and she was deeply impressed by her. The young boy was not afraid of tigers, and was fearless at the age of high spirits. But in the end, he died suddenly at the hands of those evil people.
Destroying people's wealth is like killing their parents. If you touch someone's cheese, you will be met with crazy revenge.
Xu Zhiwei felt heartbroken and regretful every time she thought of this. She once again told Hua Cui: "Remember, you must not act recklessly, and you must always be vigilant. Safety is the most important thing at all times."
"Yeah!"
"Another point is that arms can never twist thighs. Some things are beyond our control."
"Sister Zhiwei, you are so verbose."
"..."
The sadness in Xu Zhiwei's heart was instantly diluted. She knocked Hua Cui on the forehead angrily and funnyly, "You heartless guy!"
Thanks to the few photos taken by Huacui, there was irrefutable evidence. A few days later, a report exposing the illegal factory appeared in the social section of the Morning News, attracting attention. The report also popularized health knowledge such as byssinosis.
Subsequently, relevant departments intervened. Due to pressure from all aspects, the textile factory had to accept due supervision and punishment, improve the sanitary environment of the factory area, and ensure the legitimate rights and interests of the workers.
Hua Cui was happy to hear it, but she didn't know what Xu Kang was thinking, but the number of sneezes she had seen had increased significantly in the past few days, and it was hard not to suspect that someone was secretly scolding her behind her back.
In Hua Cui's previous life, except for helping the old lady cross the road in elementary school, she spent most of her time doing bad things, with a heart as black as ink and filled with sesame seeds.
After reading the book, he became a good person and walked in the front line of punishing evil and promoting good.
Hua Cui happily accepted the praise from other people in the newspaper. She was proud of it for several days, although most of it was for Xu Zhiwei's sake.
"I deserve to enjoy the Ancestral Temple." Hua Cui spoke highly of herself in her heart. She was like a living Lei Feng in the 1970s!
However, revenge also follows.
Xu Kang couldn't bear to swallow this breath. He felt like it was stuck in his throat during this period. He was so angry that several blisters appeared in his mouth one after another. He even hated himself for underestimating others and mistaking the cunning fox for the innocent rabbit!
Damn fox!
Morning.
After Zhou Haiwen made breakfast, he went out to throw out the garbage as usual. He was carrying the garbage and was stunned as soon as he opened the door.
...This is, what happened?
The floor, doors, corridors, and even the entire wall are all covered in red paint. The lines are messy and look like children's graffiti. The scarlet color is so dazzling that it's scary to see.
A naked provocation!
Zhou Haiwen calmly threw away the garbage. Hua Cui acted calmer than him when he found out. She calmly ate her breakfast. On the contrary, Young Master Jiang across the door saw her and screamed, then banged on the door.
"What are you going to do!" Zhou Haiwen opened the door with a dark face.
Mr. Jiang's attitude was as casual as entering his own home. He bent down and walked in like a loach, and went straight to Hua Cui: "Cui Cui, Cuicui, you are not injured anywhere, are you? Let me see if you are okay?"
"If you don't have a crow mouth, what can happen to me?"
"That's good, that's good." Mr. Jiang's heart finally fell back into his stomach, "If you have anything to do, go to Zhou Haiwen, but don't hurt you. I'll feel bad for a long time if you lose even one hair."
Huacui: "."
Zhou Haiwen's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Jiang, this is my home! Who allowed you to come in?"
"How long has it been, and you are still worrying about this! Does it matter whether I can come in or not? What is important is Cuicui's safety. Let me ask you, how did you protect Cuicui? Today they dare to throw paint, and tomorrow they dare to kill people and set fire! It doesn’t matter if you die, what will happen to Cuicui?”
Mr. Jiang opened his mouth and said a lot like crackling firecrackers.
"You!" Zhou Haiwen was at a loss for words.
"Who am I? If you can't protect Cuicui, then give up your position to me."
"Okay, what are you arguing about? I know who did it." Hua Cui slapped her chopsticks on the table, "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will offend them!"
The expression is cool and the tone is very neutral.
However, Mr. Jiang had an 800-meter-thick filter on Hua Cui. He looked at Hua Cui with admiration. To exaggerate, there was love in his eyes.
Zhou Haiwen also indulged Hua Cui without any bottom line, but he was more stable in the end, frowning slightly: "Is it from the cotton textile factory? The one named Xu Kang?"
He knew everything about Huacui, big and small. Apart from that, he had no other grudges.
"Nine times out of ten, but, even if he is wronged, he deserves it. Who makes me hate him when I look at him." Xu Kang, who was so quick to show his pleasure, immediately felt what it meant to regret.
At first, he was just treating others in their own way. The door of his house was also splashed with paint. What was even more outrageous was that there were all kinds of insulting words written on it. He cleaned it up for a long time but didn't clean it up. He didn't know what was going on. What kind of paint is it? It's useless using ordinary methods.
After finally asking someone to clean up the paint marks, he went home the next day and found that all the window glass in his house had been smashed to pieces, and the door lock had been picked open. The house was a mess, but nothing was missing.
Xu Kang himself felt guilty and did not dare to call the police. Of course he could guess who did all this, but when someone asked, he could only answer angrily that he didn't know, and vaguely said that he might have provoked some bully.
He was going crazy in his mind: Is this a serious reporter? He's clearly a hooligan! His methods are worse and more sophisticated than his!
It wasn't over yet. For more than half a month, Xu Kang lived a hellish life.
No matter what he does, he is always extremely unlucky: his career encounters obstacles, his wallet is stolen, he gets slapped when he goes out, and there are more rats and cockroaches coming out of the house every day.
One day he woke up and even found paper money beside his bed!
This frightened Xu Kang so much that he lost a lot of weight and his spirit quickly weakened. Just when he couldn't hold on anymore and chose to fight to the death, the other party seemed to know what he was thinking, and suddenly stopped, and then disappeared without a trace. , no clues were left.
Xu Kang was left alone to face this messy life, and he regretted in his heart, why did he provoke people in the first place! Well now, let’s bring back a living King of Hell!
"Tsk, this is scary."
It was a pity that Hua Cui gave up. She still had many ways to torture people. She didn't expect that this guy was strong on the outside and strong on the inside, so he couldn't withstand the torture.
Mr. Jiang took the opportunity to claim credit: "Don't worry Cuicui, I will keep a close eye on him from now on. If he dares to do any tricks again, I will never let him go!"
It's not necessary. Just as Hua Cui opened her mouth to refuse, Zhou Haiwen said first, "It's not necessary. If he had the guts to continue, he wouldn't be so stubborn now."
To put it bluntly, this kind of person bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. When he meets someone who is more arrogant and tougher than him, he will naturally give up and be angry but dare not speak out. If you slap him, he will have to nod and bow to you next time you meet.
Sure enough, the days were peaceful after that, and Xu Kang didn't dare to be a monster at all. Once he bumped into someone from a distance on the street, he immediately turned around and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Xu Zhiwei, on the other hand, had been worried for a while after knowing that paint was thrown on Huacui's house in retaliation. Zhou Haiwen sent Huacui to the newspaper office in the morning, and she was responsible for sending her back in the evening. The two of them cooperated quite well.
Huacui: "."
Just an ordinary, quiet and introverted little girl.
Interestingly, this experience allowed Huacui to unexpectedly develop a new hobby: fighting violence with violence and torturing the wicked.
In other words, the strong will have its own strong hand, and the wicked will have their own flowers and green mills.
Suddenly, the new reporter from Dongfeng Newspaper, whose surname was Hua Cui, became the nightmare of many unscrupulous capitalists. They were afraid that one day they would be unlucky and would be targeted.
It is said that this person's appearance is very deceptive. Although he is young, he is knowledgeable, sophisticated, and full of tricks.
Not only that, but I heard that she had a mysterious background and was not someone to be trifled with. Anyone who tried to go against her was severely retaliated against.
This person is following the path of the Living King of Hell!
(End of chapter)