Chapter 1199 The plot reversal of the little devil 12
The corners of Su Yunpeng's mouth cracked and he looked around at the situation in a daze.
The owner of the Rolls-Royce has already gone upstairs. Although there is a lot of excitement here, she is very busy and has no time to care about such a small thing.
"How are you doing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" the security manager asked, only to see Su Yunpeng take out his mobile phone.
He was about to call his family. In order to avoid the situation from escalating, the security manager immediately said: "Don't call me yet. I believe we can solve the problem for you."
Su Yunpeng took out his mobile phone and opened the call history with trembling fingers. There was no call record of Uncle Li on it.
So I turned to the recording, and there was no record there. Since setting it up yesterday, his phone has not received a single call, and it is as clean as if it was shipped from the factory.
"No, why not?" Su Yunpeng was stunned.
The security manager was puzzled: "What's not there?"
Su Yunpeng turned to the call history, and then to the recording, and so on.
The security manager was a little worried: "Are you okay? Hey, Su Yunpeng, hey~" Don't break your brain.
The police came and surveillance was called up. Obviously, it was the pot-bellied man who moved first, but Su Yunpeng did not fight back. He only caught the opponent's fist once, and then the pot-bellied man knocked him to the ground with his other hand.
Regardless of whether the security guard opened the door or not, it is all a matter of work attitude, but hitting someone requires corresponding responsibility!
After finishing the record, the policeman began to say: "I have filed a record here. If you want to report the injury, you can do it, but this injury does not constitute a criminal offense, it can only be done civilly."
Then he looked at Su Yunpeng, who was sitting next to him. He was flipping through his phone desperately just now. He was pulled over later, but he remained dumbfounded: "If you suffer brain, psychological and other related injuries due to this incident, you can report it again."
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After the police left, the pot-bellied man showed his dignity again: "What's civil, it's just money."
He took out a wad of money from his bag and threw it on the table: "Five thousand, enough for you to see a doctor."
I'm really drunk. Why do these people always have money in their pockets? They don't know that there are many payment tools in this society. There are fewer people wandering around with cash than pandas.
The pot-bellied man wanted to leave, but the security guard stopped him. The security manager also said it honestly: "Do you have a reason to beat people? The most basic thing in life is to understand the truth and solve problems by fighting. Do you think you are an orangutan?"
He then reached out and shook Su Yunpeng's shoulders: "Hey, Xiao Su, Xiao Su! Are you okay?"
Why not, why not? Could it be that he is dreaming again?
But this time he was standing, could he still fall asleep and dream while standing there?
Su Yunpeng couldn't figure it out. At this moment, he was called back to his senses and looked sideways at the security manager.
"Xiao Su, I'm willing to pay you five thousand, or you can just take it and forget about it. If something happens to you, we will still look for him." The security manager reassured that five thousand doesn't count. Less. If you go to court, you may not be able to compensate this amount for this little injury.
The pot-bellied man had a look of contempt on his face: "Five thousand yuan is enough. It's just a small injury. What a waste of my time. What a poor security guard. I'm crazy about money."
Seeing the wad of money, coupled with the sarcasm, and the excitement of loss... Su Yunpeng became angry, stood up suddenly, and punched the pot-bellied man: "Fuck you, uncle!"< br>
The man with a big belly was punched to the ground, and the corner of his mouth was cracked in the same position.
Everyone was stunned. They watched the man with a big belly struggle to sit up. He pressed his finger on the place where he was hit. It hurt. When he looked at his finger again, he shouted loudly: "Blood, it's blood, you dare to hit me." I, I want to call the police!”
Okay, all hell breaks loose. The security manager couldn't stop him, so the pot-bellied man took out his cell phone and called the police.
The police received the alarm call and came again, this time much faster than last time. They should have received another alarm message not far away.
"What's wrong?" The police were annoyed. They couldn't talk even if they were fine, and they had to beat them back and forth, but this was their job.
The man with a big belly pointed his finger at Su Yunpeng: "I'm going to sue him, comrade policeman, look at this, see if I get beaten."
Su Yunpeng picked up the money next to him and shook it at the pot-bellied man: "Five thousand yuan is enough. It's just a small injury. It's a waste of my time. Take it to see a doctor. I'm really crazy about money." ”
After speaking, he threw the money in the face of the pot-bellied man.
This is called an immediate slap in the face, return all the words you just said to this bastard, return his dirty money to him, and slap him in the face! After speaking, one corner of Su Yunpeng's mouth was raised high, revealing an evil and contemptuous smile.
Such an impassioned action shocked everyone present. The pot-bellied man was stunned, everyone was stunned, and money fell all over the floor.
It's not that he's crazy about money, but he feels that Su Yunpeng is crazy. Maybe this person is sick.
The pot-bellied man finally accepted the mediation. Anyway, they both got punched, so both parties just let it go. The money was picked up by others and handed to the pot-bellied man.
Taking the money, the pot-bellied man left with some criticism, still a little dejected. Although he is very tyrannical, he cannot compare with the lunatic. The lunatic is more tyrannical than him. To compete with the lunatic is to seek death.
After everyone left, the security manager also resigned from Su Yunpeng. The building only wants a sliding door operator. If there is a safety risk like this, it's better to hire someone else.
Of course, what the security manager said was quite measured. The reason was that Su Yunpeng was injured, and this pot-bellied man might come over to cause trouble. If he encounters someone who is unreasonable, has some people on his hands, and is self-righteous, it would be better to do less than to do more. Otherwise If something goes wrong, no one can bear the responsibility. So for Su Yunpeng's sake, it's better to find another job.
The security manager also gave Su Yunpeng two hundred yuan as today's salary.
In fact, you won't be paid for working for a day or two, but special treatment will be given under special circumstances. The security manager will pay the 200 yuan out of his own pocket first, and will reimburse him later when he finds an opportunity. Anyway, as long as this matter is resolved safely!
So Su Yunpeng took off his security clothes and drove home.
When we got home, dinner hadn't been served yet, and Li's mother wasn't at home. She probably went to play mahjong or go shopping.
Aunt Zhang was drying the quilt in the backyard, beating the quilt with a vine to let the ash fall off.
He quickly went upstairs to the bathroom, turned on the light, and looked in the mirror at the injury at the corner of his mouth.
I only worked for one day again, but this time I got a salary, two hundred yuan! But there was an extra wound at the corner of his mouth, which was brought back from the injury.
Turn off the light, fall on the bed, and take out your phone. But he didn't turn on his phone this time, because he knew that if he looked at it again, it would still be like this. Uncle Li probably hadn't called, and the current head of the Dragon King Consortium should be fine.
Could it be that he really has a mental problem?
Suddenly a voice sounded: "There's something wrong!" It was a little girl's voice, crisp and bright.
"Who?" Su Yunpeng was startled, sat up suddenly, and looked around.
But the whole room was empty except for him.
(End of chapter)