The next morning, Xu Mingsheng came out of the office building and said to Lei Xiong: "Xiao Lei, Manager Ma has something to ask you for trouble."

Lei Xiong entered the office of the Ministry of Personnel. Yan Wu was working hard. Ma Shijin sat behind the wide desk to drink tea. He put down the tea cup, pointed to the empty chair next to him, signaled Lei Xiong to sit down, and said:

"Xiao Lei, the wise man doesn't say anything secretly. Just now, Lao Xu told me everything about last night. I am your manager and you are also a smart person. Do you know what to do, right?"

Lei Xiong wanted him to admit it in person and asked, "I don't know what the manager is talking about?"

Ma Shijin first appeared angry and said, "Who else isn't you?"

Lei Xiong said: "It's me, but I just happened to pass by, and didn't want to, but heard it."

Yan Wu turned around, glanced at him, and thought to herself, "It turned out that he was the one who took the window yesterday. There were many rumors outside. Fortunately, he saw it yesterday, otherwise he would have looked at me like the people outside. Then, he also learned about it in advance when he sent me home." Thinking of this, although he felt embarrassed to let him know that he was almost molested, and his face turned red, a hint of happiness and joy flashed through his heart.

Ma Shijin said: "Except for you and Xiaocheng, the entire security team and even the entire Changmei Company know that Xiaoyan and I are a couple. Even if you see and hear, don't make a statement and do your part well."

Lei Xiong sighed inwardly that he was shameless. Although he was his boss, his identity and prestige were gone in his heart at this moment, and he said, "I will do whatever I should do, and you don't need to teach me."

Ma Shijin said: "Good boy, I have a habit!" He suppressed his anger and had never dared to talk to him like this in Changmei Company. He looked at Yan Wu and said:

"You two went home together yesterday? I can't tell!"

Yan Wu said calmly: "Manager, this is my personal matter and has nothing to do with work."

Ma Shijin slapped the table and said, "You stupid boy, what else do you know?"

Lei Xiong was not threatened by him at all. Suddenly he thought of seeing Yan Wu shaking open the paper outside the window yesterday. Ma Shijin looked very afraid and said, "Manager, I don't know anything other than this. If you didn't do anything bad, why should you be afraid of me like this? Is there anything more unbearable than this?"

Ma Shijin's tone eased and said, "Xiao Lei, I know you are impatient. You pretend that you didn't see what happened last night. Xiaoyan and I have worked with each other for a few years, and we still have some feelings. Don't interfere. As for your salary, I will apply to the boss to help you add a little."

Lei Xiong returned to the security room, and Xu Mingsheng said: "I said it a long time ago, so I don't take it seriously. Follow the manager well and I can't treat us badly."

Lei Xiong was angry and did not answer him. He only thought about what was written on the piece of paper, but Yan Wu did not tell him that he was not inconvenient to ask him last night.

Xu Mingsheng returned to the office building again, Ma Shijin sent Yan Wu away and said to him: "Look at this kid, you grab his little tail, I'm going to drive him."

Xu Mingsheng said: "Manager, this kid is serious and responsible for his work, I'm afraid I can't find it."

Ma Shijin said: "Baste! Could it be that I want to come and find it in person?"

The next day, Lei Xiong took a break, and he wrote another letter to his master Wang Likun. In the letter, he told his father that Ma Shijin was an unjust person and he was unwilling to surrender to such a person. He wanted to find a job again. The letter to his master told him that everything was fine and there was no need to worry about him. There was no clue yet to help him find a wife and daughter.

Lei Xiong walked to the town and sent the letter.

After leaving the post office, he thought of going around several nearby industrial areas to see if there were any new recruitment advertisements. At this time, he heard the noise of gongs and drums not far away, and the sound of firecrackers was deafening. He was curious for a moment, followed the crowd, followed the sound and turned across two street corners, and came to a wide field.

Lei Xiong knew that this was a cultural square and Li Ji had brought him there. It was night and many people danced in the middle of the venue.

Today is different. There is a large stage of more than 70 or 80 square meters in the middle, with a red velvet carpet on it, a wall erected with wooden boards behind it, and a few golden characters are pasted on it - "The Final of the First Folk Martial Arts Competition in Luangang Town". There are a few people in their fifties sitting in the front row below the stage, with stationery, weapons and tea in front of them, and they seem to be judges.

Lei Xiong immediately became interested, found a position with a broad vision, and waited with everyone for the start of the competition.

After a while, a young girl came onto the stage. The girl was in her early twenties, carrying a gong in her hand, wearing a short silver-white silk suit, and a red silk tied around her waist, which contrasted with a pretty face, looked very energetic. She bowed to everyone, knocked the gong "bian" and said loudly:

"Everyone, the purpose of our martial arts competition is to absorb talents from all walks of life who love martial arts and promote Chinese martial arts. Through the first few rounds of preliminary and rematch, we will enter the final today. The rules of the final are the same as those of the preliminary and rematches. Each two are in a group, and the winner of each group will compete with one round, and so on. The winner of the last round will be the champion, and he will receive a cash prize of 2,000 yuan and become the first generation of disciples in our martial arts museum."

Everyone in the audience nodded, some sighed with regret, and some were eager to try.

The girl smiled and said, "Don't be busy for now, and there is no need to worry if you don't sign up. Our martial arts competition has been held in total for three sessions. If you don't have time for this session, or if you think you have poor skills, you will have to compete for the best of the best at this time next year. The competition is only for the purpose of competing with martial arts. You can't take any more calls or those who are beaten down or weapons are taken away as elimination. Everyone should remember that peace is the most important thing and don't hurt people. Now the competition begins, and the first group will be on stage!"

Before the words were finished, the gong sounded again, and the sound was clearer than before.

Lei Xiong was a little puzzled and asked the person next to him: "Which unit was organized by this?"

The man said, "It's not a unit. I heard it is a father and daughter who came back from Xiangjiang."

A hoarse voice sounded in the crowd: "I have settled this money, no one can argue with me."

Immediately afterwards, an obese middle-aged man staggered onto the stage and bowed to everyone. The man was black and strong, with a short piece of hair standing on his big head, and his facial features were very rough. He wore a loose white short shirt, which contrasted with his black arms and legs, which was clearly black and white.

The young girl knocked the gong in her hand again and said in a smile: "Is anyone coming up? If not, the 2,000 yuan will be decided."

Before he finished speaking, a young man in the front row jumped onto the stage and said, "Whatever he said, the rematch has passed. Is there any reason to not participate in the final?" He bowed to the big man and said, "Brother Hu, let's take a move!"

The big man laughed and made a move.

The young man was quite smart and rushed forward with a quick glance, slapped the big man in his chest.

The big man was very bulky, but he was extremely sensitive when he dodged. He saw that his palm had reached his chest, and he stretched his right hand to grab the boy's left hand.

The young man flipped his wrist and touched the big man's five fingers, leaned towards the big man's armpit, and swept his right foot towards the big man's calf.

The big man swung his body, avoided a step, and bullied the boy with both fists.

The young man's wrist strength was very flexible, his palms flirted quickly, pushed up and down, blocked left and right, forming a situation of even force with the big man's fists.

The people in the audience only saw the four hands shaking constantly, and they couldn't tell which one was just whose hand, and only heard the sound of "bang" muscles hitting in their ears. Then they looked at the two of them, and their feet were not stopped, and their four legs were attacking and defending in a proper manner, and they mixed together, and they stepped on the stage and made a "dongdong" sound.

After more than a dozen rounds, the young man gradually became smart in his technique. Although the man's fists and feet were very cruel, he gradually seemed slower.

The young man's left hand attacked without diminishing. He held his right hand and when he let go, he had already used twelve points of force to lift the big man's chin. The big man raised his head and staggered and took two steps back.

Everyone was filled with "oh" sounds, and the young man took advantage of the victory and leaped, standing on the shoulders of the big man. The big man grabbed his fingers like a hook, and grabbed him upwards. The young man flipped back and attacked the big man's vest. The big man was prepared for a long time, and flashed, and the young man lost control of his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The big man stepped forward and saw a big foot about to step towards the boy's chest. The boy rolled on the ground and stood up with both feet. He stretched his right hand and grabbed the big man's chest. The big man turned his head and grabbed the other's neck with his left hand. The boy's head tilted, a kite turned over, and kicked the big man's forehead. The big man raised his foot and pressed the boy's legs down, covering the boy's head like a meat bowl. The boy's head tilted to the right, and reached his waist with his left hand. The big man raised his left arm and swept his right leg to the boy's chest.

The young man jumped again and stepped back two steps away. The big man pressed step by step, and his palms were swaying. The young man swung his palms and shouted loudly, connecting with the big man's palms with a "punch" sound. He felt that the opponent's strength was extremely strong. If he continued to fight, he was afraid that he would be forced to the stage. He hurriedly pushed the opponent back with all his strength, and threw his body away and kicked the opponent's forehead like climbing a tree.

The big man was startled and felt a slight pain on his forehead. He quickly reached out and grabbed it. The young man had already dodged to the side. The big man seemed a little angry, and stepped on his legs and put his right hand on the boy's shoulder. The young man tilted his shoulder, put his left hand in a square, and reached his right hand towards the other person's neck. When he touched the other person's collar, he secretly shouted "Not good". It turned out that his arm had been grabbed by the big man's right hand.

The big man strangled his wrist from the young man's arm, grabbed his collar with his left hand, pulled and swung his body, and carried it on his back, then removed and shook it, turning the young man over from his back, and threw it to the ground with a "plop".
Chapter completed!