My Dongguan Love Story

Tang Yan was brought here by Brother Nan for one night, and she was like a frightened bird. When she saw everyone surrounding her, her body trembled and her eyes were filled with fear.

She was genuinely afraid that these people would treat her like animals and rape her, which would be the end of her.

But these henchmen didn't seem interested in them much; they just tied them up with ropes and then hung them up.

There wasn't even a groping motion during the entire process.

It wasn't that they were virtuous gentlemen; in fact, they were also drooling over the two beauties in front of them, but since Brother Nan hadn't given the order, they didn't dare to make any other moves. They were thinking that after teaching Chen Dazhuang a lesson, they would ask Brother Nan for them to play with.

As for Brother Nan, he never had any desire for their bodies.

As a minor leader of the Hunan gang, he had slept with countless women, some more alluring and seductive than them, others more innocent and beautiful.

The two of them were covered in sweat and stench, and he had no interest in touching them.

As for Tang Yan's wailing, he waved his hand, signaling him to stuff the stockings into her mouth to shut her up.

Tang Yan almost vomited when she saw the stockings. They already smelled after being worn for two days, and she'd had them stuffed in her mouth all night. Now, seeing them about to be stuffed in her mouth again, she quickly shook her head, refusing to bite.

Despite her resistance, the stockings were still stuffed into her mouth, and Li Qing, who was standing next to her, was not spared either.

The roof of this self-built house has two pulleys for suspending ropes.

The gantry extended from the roof, and with the rolling rollers, it soon hoisted them to the height of the third-floor window.

Tang Yan looked at the empty space beneath her feet, her body trembling with fear as she shook her head repeatedly. She felt like she was about to urinate out of fear.

She kept praying that Dazhuang would come and save her quickly, and that he would beat all those damned bastards to a pulp.

Li Qing was terrified. Looking at the empty space beneath her feet, she felt that if she fell, she would probably die. Even if she survived by chance, her legs would probably be broken.

Even so, she was still praying in her heart that Dazhuang wouldn't come to save her.

"Dazhuang, Dazhuang, please don't do anything stupid, don't come any closer."

"These Hunan gangsters are all thugs, they're ruthless. If you come here, they'll definitely kill or maim you."

"Don't worry about us. They have no grudge against us and won't do anything to us."

Li Qing looked down, her body trembling slightly. Even so, she still didn't want Da Zhuang to be foolish enough to come and save them.

Brother Nan stood with his hands on his hips, looking up at the two people who were hanging up, his face full of smiles.

He hung them up not to vent his anger, but to prevent Dazhuang from coming over and using some trickery to rescue them.

In recent years, Hong Kong films have become very popular, and some of them feature scenes where rescuers cleverly use various methods to save people.

Now that Tang Yan and Li Qing are hanging up, Da Zhuang needs to subdue all of his men to save them.

Brother Nan looked at the people around him and they all said:

"Everyone take a knife, tuck it into your waistband, and be quick."

"Yes, Brother Nan."

Seeing his men carrying machetes, Brother Nan smiled.

Even if you, Chen Dazhuang, were all alone, it would be impossible for you to subdue us. By the time you arrive, you'll be lucky to escape with your life.

And even if you're incredibly skilled, can you be more effective than a handgun?

Brother Nan took out his pistol, slammed it on the table, and looked ahead with a cold smile.

The man with the buzz cut drove his van to Dingsheng and honked the horn at the gatekeeper.

"Who is it?" The old gatekeeper, hearing the loudspeaker, frowned and came out, looking somewhat displeased.

People in their line of work hate it when people honk their horns. The constant honking is so annoying!

When he reached the bread cart and saw the crew-cut man's cold eyes and the scar on his head, his imposing manner immediately diminished. Although he didn't recognize the man, he could tell at a glance that he was a gangster, and his old bones couldn't afford to mess with him.

After swallowing the insults, he forced a dry laugh:

"Handsome, what's wrong?"

"Open the door."

"Young man, company rules state that non-factory personnel are not allowed to enter," the old man replied with a dry laugh. Although he was afraid of the underworld, he was also afraid of losing his job, and he dared not open the door under pressure.

"Then go and call Chen Dazhuang out here."

The crew-cut man hadn't originally intended to go in; his purpose in coming was to call Chen Dazhuang, and it wouldn't matter if he came out.

When the security guard heard that the person was looking for the factory, he smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll go get them. Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he quickly left.

After returning to the security room, first close the outer door, then lock the driveway door, and then go to the personnel department and tell them that someone is looking for Chen Dazhuang.

After all, there were more than two hundred people in the factory, and he didn't know who Chen Dazhuang was.

Huang Ying nodded in confusion upon hearing his words. She then called someone to Building Number Four.

Inside the marketing department, I was sitting at my desk smoking, while my assistant, Wang Zhenhai, was talking incessantly to me about the retail team's plans.

I understand some of it, and I don't understand some of it.

At first, I tried hard to listen, even though I didn't understand much. Afraid of being laughed at, I pretended to understand and nodded. But towards the end, I just couldn't concentrate. What Wang Lin was saying was obscure and difficult to comprehend. I'm just a farmer; how could I possibly understand this?

Unable to bear it any longer, she quickly stopped him:

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"What's wrong, Manager Chen?"

When I called for a stop, Wang Lin looked at me with some confusion.

I looked at him and sighed. I really don't understand this marketing department. The manager doesn't seem to want to do the job anymore either.

Although Sister Zhao assigned me an assistant to help me manage the retail team, I was basically a hands-off manager. However, listening to my subordinates' reports felt like listening to fairy tales, which was truly frustrating.

I feel like if I continue like this, I'll just be getting paid for nothing and it'll also delay Sister Zhao's work.

When Wang Lin asked me, I just sighed:

"It's nothing, you don't need to tell me these things."

"Oh? Manager Chen, these still need to be reported according to regulations, and you need to sign them."

I was completely bewildered by what he was saying, and quickly waved my hands:

"Wang Lin, it's alright, you don't need to report to me."

Finally, I added one more sentence:

"To be honest, I don't think this marketing manager position is right for me. I'll recommend you to Sister Zhao another day."

Wang Lin was already one of the top three performers in the retail team. If I hadn't been brought in from outside, he probably would have had a chance to be promoted to supervisor.

Now, I've been assigned by General Manager Zhao to be his assistant. Although I'm officially an assistant, I actually have almost the same power as a supervisor.

He had been eyeing the managerial position all along, and when I said that, he immediately beamed with joy.

"Thank you, Manager Chen. Thank you, Manager Chen."

Although he didn't know my or Sister Zhao's relationship with me, he felt it was good that I spoke up for him.

Just then, someone from the personnel department arrived:

"Is Chen Dazhuang there?"

"That's me, so what?" I said, looking at the girl standing outside the door.

"There's someone looking for you at the factory gate, go and see."

The girl with pigtails turned and left after delivering the message.

Is someone looking for me?

My gaze was somewhat puzzled.

I've only been in Dongguan for a few days, and my cousin is the only person I know outside the factory. Could it be that she has something to ask me?

Thinking of this, I quickly stood up, picked up a cigarette from the table, and walked towards the factory gate.