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Volume 1 High School Years Chapter 1985 The Counterattack of the Little Man (2)

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    Say important things three times.  ¡Ê¡â

    Brother Chun emphasized this matter three times. The nearly 200 people who came to work this time stayed in the factory to work for a week.

    Song Weiqiang and his classmate Feng Hongyun were assigned to a dormitory with 10 people, and worked 8 hours a day on the production line of the auto parts factory, plus 4 hours of overtime.  The total salary is indeed 5k per month.  It is not low among classmates.

    He learned from some old workers that the security situation in Johannesburg was indeed very bad.  Johannesburg is divided into New Town and Old Town.  The old city is full of black people, and people like him basically can't get out after walking in.  The security in the new city is much better.  Especially the area in Dick Concession is a paradise.

    Brother Chun has been in Johannesburg for 7 years and has never gone out alone.  For shopping, I always drive to the supermarket on the third floor and the third floor in the heavily guarded neighborhood.

    Brother Chun warned: If you have to go out, you must go in groups, and you must bring some money with you to let the black people grab it to avoid being beaten.  People's well-being comes first.

    Time passes unconsciously.  Song Weiqiang also went out to buy daily necessities once or twice with his old workers.  Admire the scenery of Johannesburg.

    Johannesburg is known as the Sun City and has a developed economy.  There are many high-rise buildings in the city, and the business district is bustling and full of vitality.  The entertainment venues are colorful with light and shadow, and the noise and hustle and bustle show the style of an international metropolis.

    This afternoon, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the busy auto parts factory area.  The factory area is full of three- to five-story factory buildings.  Warehouses, assembly workshops, canteens, dormitories and other areas are listed one by one.

    Groups of Chinese workers wearing canvas work clothes went to the canteen from the planned cement road to eat, and some went back to the dormitory to get their lunch boxes.  Occasionally a large truck carrying goods passed by on the cement road.  The employees scurried away.

    Song Weiqiang and Feng Hongyun came out of the factory and went straight to the canteen. After preparing their meals, they sat down on simple fast-food plastic dining chairs.

    "Damn it! Xiaoqiang, you said life is no different from school life now? It's just two points and one line." Feng Hongyun said with emotion while wearing glasses.

    Song Weiqiang has basically adapted to his current life.  Don't look at what I said before going abroad. It's scary. At least everyone's safety is guaranteed here in the factory.  He even gained a little weight.  He smiled and said: "Old Feng, the difference is huge. There are girls in the school, but not here. There are girls in the school who can play games online, but not here."

    Feng Hongyun laughed, "The school is good and relaxing. It's a pity that they don't pay wages! Oh. Xiaoqiang, I went out with Zhang Gong and the others a few days ago, and I feel that the security in the new city is very good. Especially in Dick District.  , almost the same as in China. We took our passports and went in to have a Chinese meal. It was very enjoyable. Let¡¯s go together another day.¡±

    "is it safe?"

    "It's very safe. Just drive directly to the entrance of Dick Concession. I remember you can drive."

    Song Weiqiang nodded, showing some interest.  When he came to South Africa, he felt that there were very few recreational activities.

    On Friday evening, Feng Hongyun borrowed a second-hand Kuncheng car in the factory area.  Low-end, you can buy it with an installment payment of 20,000 yuan.  Many middle-class people in Johannesburg drive Kuncheng Motors.

    Song Weiqiang drove 6 college students who came to South Africa with him.  It takes about 1 hour to arrive at Dick Concession in the new city.

    This is a very prosperous business district, and there is a lot of traffic passing by at the door.  More than a dozen electronic gates.  Most of it is used by cars and the smaller half is used by pedestrians.  All are electronic cards.  10 security guards wearing GI security company uniforms patrolled the area.  The defense is tight.

    This is not an unusual thing in Johannesburg. During the 2010 World Cup, some hotels set up three-tier roadblocks, making them look like military restricted areas.  Don't underestimate the "criminal prowess" of the black uncles.

    The plaque on the gate of Dick Concession is not called Dick Concession, but called Dick Concession.  The name hangs on the 5-meter-high pillar.  Like a plaque.  Tall and thick walls stretched out to both sides.  It is said that the Dick Concession has multiple gates, making it easy to travel together.

    The spacious square-like main entrance has a Chinese-style stone lion.  This made Song Weiqiang feel a sense of intimacy in his heart.  Song Weiqiang's car has been registered.  Cars go straight at the door to pass for entry.

    A college student who was traveling with him said: "This is too simple. It seems that there are loopholes in security."

    Feng Hongyun, who is familiar with the road, smiled and said: "You think there is a loophole. This vehicle is guaranteed in the name of the company. As long as we commit crimes inside, the company's security deposit will be deducted immediately. Future pass qualifications will be cancelled. People without assets or  People who work or live in the property cannot come in."

    After driving slowly into Dick Concession, both sides of the road were very green and lined with trees.  Flowers bloom in the flowerbeds.  The squares and streets are crowded with people.What you see are basically towering buildings, vehicles passing by, orderly, and full of the atmosphere of a prosperous modern city.

    The group of people found a restaurant to have dinner as planned, and then met to watch movies and karaoke.

    "Tsk tsk. It feels like the inside of Dick Concession is much better than the city outside!"

    ¡°The most important thing is to make people feel orderly.¡±

    Around 12 o¡¯clock in the evening, Song Weiqiang and a group of 6 people came out of the KTV and prepared to go back to the factory.  When they were heading to a roadside parking lot, several black people suddenly jumped up and stopped the six people, saying in English: "Handsup!"

    Song Weiqiang and others were all confused. They did not expect to encounter robbers in Dick Concession, which is known to have the best security.

    "Bang!" Feng Hongyun reacted a little slowly and was punched in the face by a strong black man, sending him flying half a meter away.  The glasses fell to the ground.

    "Click!" The leading black man in leather boots stepped on his glasses, glanced contemptuously at the six young men in front of him, and said in native dialect: "Search their belongings, hurry up. We only have 10 minutes."  "

    Song Weiqiang and others did not want to resist. They squatted on the ground and threw out their wallets.

    Several black people looked through it excitedly.

    At this time, a black man suddenly muttered something, and the leading black man waved his hand impatiently.  The thick-lipped black man pounced on Feng Hongyun, who was sitting on the ground, and took off his pants. The next scene was simply too horrible to watch.

    Feng Hongyun resisted desperately, and then was beaten. His head was bleeding, and he howled, "Xiaoqiang, help me, Xiaoqiang, help me"

    Song Weiqiang was completely frightened, "Old Feng." He stood up subconsciously.  A classmate in school, he still wanted to save him when faced with such a thing.  But a black man who was laughing maniacally kicked Song Weiqiang away.

    "Ah!" Song Weiqiang screamed, sitting on the ground, watching Feng Hongyun being violated by the black man with splitting eyes. The anger in his heart was burning but he was helpless. He beat the solid ground with his hand, "Ah" howled one after another.  Screaming, heartbroken, wanting to vent the most uncomfortable emotions.

    Ten minutes later, a team of 12 security guards arrived.  The scene was a mess.

    Song Weiqiang and Feng Hongyun were sent to the hospital in the concession for examination.  The remaining four college students who were robbed were driven back by the security guards of GI Company.

    In the hospital, Feng Hongyun¡¯s eyes were dull.  No matter who this happens to, they will be emotionally devastated.  Moreover, the doctor just reminded me that I need to get checked after a while to prevent HIV infection.

    Song Weiqiang could still bear the beating, but he patted the ground with his hand and drew blood, so he was bandaged by the hospital.

    Song Weiqiang asked the security guard of GI Company who was guarding the ward to lead the way to the captain of the security team who was communicating in the corridor. Captain Fang, a Chinese with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of heroic spirit.

    "Captain Fang, how could this happen? Isn't your place known as the safest place? If my classmate is infected with AIDS, his life will be ruined." Song Weiqiang was a little excited and asked, waving his hand.

    Captain Fang put the mobile phone in his pocket and frowned.  These people are just arrogant in front of their own people, and they will only get beaten when facing black people.  But it was his duty to explain patiently: "Mr. Song, we have arrested the six black men who committed the crime. They are being transferred to the police station in Johannesburg. I believe they will be punished by law!"

    "Is this the end?" Song Weiqiang raised his head and stared at Captain Fang with red eyes and asked, "I heard that the police in Johannesburg are very black and biased towards black people."

    Captain Fang made the young man in front of him a little angry and said forcefully: "Then what else do you want? Who told you to park your car in a remote corner for petty advantage? We have been short of manpower recently. When encountering this kind of thing, we can only  Say you're out of luck. Those black men do get let go."

    The war is raging in Amlibirion, and it is said that Russia intervened to support the rebels in Amlibirion.  GI's elite security guards in Johannesburg were transferred to five teams of about 60 people.

    Captain Fang¡¯s refusal, the favoritism among black people, and the murderer¡¯s impunity.  Song Weiqiang felt like his lungs were about to explode.  Breathing loudly.  He had just entered society and was not good at words. He shouted loudly: "

    Captain Fang, what does bad luck mean?  Lao Feng ****** should not suffer this crime.  I want justice!  Lao Feng****** was destroyed!  Can't you see?  Are you a Chinese man?  Not helping our own fellow citizens.  You knew those niggas were going to be let go, and you still handed people over to the police?  "

    Captain Fang looked at Song Weiqiang who was screaming at the top of his lungs, and sneered: "It was already agreed upon in the agreement that the person should be handed over to the police in Johannesburg. It is not my personal decision. Of course, labor and management are Chinese men. Boy, justice is not something you just say, it is what you want."  You have to ask for it with your own hands! If you have the guts, come with me."??

    Those black people who committed crimes in the concession were indeed released after being handed over to the Johannesburg police.  However, Hehua has its own way of collecting debts.  Johannesburg has Chinese gangs that support it.

    Of course there must be punishment, otherwise how can Hehua still do business in Johannesburg?

    Those heinous black trash have no need to exist in this world!

    Song Weiqiang didn't say anything. He returned to the ward, picked up his coat, and whispered to Feng Hongyun who was lying on the hospital bed: "Old Feng, I'm going to get justice right now." Holding his breath, he followed Fang Hongyun with red eyes.  Behind the captain.

    In the early morning darkness, messages were sent to Captain Fang¡¯s mobile phone one by one through gi company¡¯s channels.

    Target locked.  (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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