There is a construction site in the south of Q City, covering an area of ​​several thousand hectares, and several skyscrapers will rise from the sky here.

The base has been completed, and the first floor is being gradually erected at this time. Concrete mortar is being poured into the four pillar models on the floor. Several overhead cranes are roaring overhead. Looking around, migrant workers wearing safety helmets are not getting up.

Thousands of people were distributed in every corner of the entire open space.

"Put on your helmet! Don't blame me if something happens!" Xugong threw a helmet to Du Feng and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Du Feng glanced at the dozen or so people next to him. They all glared at him, and immediately nodded knowingly: "I slept well."

"I hope you can get used to it!" Xugong waved his hand and continued: "We currently have three hundred beams to build! The molds are ready! They are still in the car. Lao Qiao will bring them here in a while.

Keep an eye on me, Old Qiao! If anyone dares to be lazy, don’t blame me for making them pay too much!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the morning meeting was over. Xugong would not stay here all day, and would leave after the lecture. Everything after that would be left to Old Qiao, who was also the older man, fifty.

How old.

The saying "a fox pretends to be a tiger's power" is most appropriate for Lao Qiao. As soon as Xugong left, he immediately became the boss. People in the same village with him were willing to obey his orders, and no one had any second thoughts.

Lao Qiao is a man with evil intentions. Anyone who obeys his orders will have a good look, but otherwise he will not get good results. For example, a new worker like Du Feng who doesn't know how to flatter, he will punish you to death.

No temper.

"Oh! Bring the template over here!" Lao Qiao waved his hand to Du Feng.

Du Feng looked innocent: "Didn't XCMG say that everyone should carry it together?"

"There's so much nonsense! Didn't you see that everyone is getting ready for work? Go quickly!" While Lao Qiao was talking, those people quickly grabbed tools such as shovels and hammers and beat them on the ground, removing the dirt that was not contaminated at all.

How many mortar tools have been polished clean and shiny, but they still refuse to be thrown aside.

Du Feng frowned. Lao Qiao's eyes were like a murderous knife, which was intimidating. Du Feng had no choice but to walk alone to a truck dozens of meters away, feeling itchy in his teeth.

When I got closer, I was dumbfounded. The wooden templates on the car cost no less than forty pieces. The small ones were no bigger than the palm of my hand, but the big ones weighed two to three hundred kilograms.

Damn it! You want me to carry such a big guy by myself?

Du Feng cursed a few times in his mind, but still walked over and picked up a hundred-jin wooden board and came back.

"Put it here!" Lao Qiao pointed to an open space.

Du Feng threw the template to the ground, and there was a "bang" sound. The template fell to the sand and shook half a meter high before falling to the ground again.

Lao Qiao was furious: "You want to die! Do you know that this template costs tens of thousands of yuan? Can you afford to pay for it if it breaks? Damn! You have a good temper! Go and carry that three hundred kilograms for me

, If you can’t carry it, you won’t get paid today!”

Du Feng gritted his teeth, walked to the truck angrily again, stretched out his hand and pulled out the large template weighing three hundred kilograms, gritted his teeth, spread his back slightly, and shouldered it.

I staggered back, my heavy steps digging several centimeters into the sandy road on the ground.

"Oh my God! This kid is quite strong!" The people who were pretending in the distance were stunned by his power. People in today's society are far from those big men carrying bags on the docks a few decades ago.

The weight of the kilogram is not trivial. It is tiring for four people, not to mention one person.

Lao Qiao's eyes flashed with viciousness, and he waved his hands to his people. Everyone sat down one after another and quietly watched Du Feng doing the hard work alone.

Dozens of templates were carried one by one without stopping, with almost no rest.

Du Feng's face was cold, his clothes were wet with sweat, his eyes no longer looked helpless, they were as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

When I put down the last touch board, I almost collapsed. I sat silently on the ground, with the safety helmet on my head hanging sideways.

"Are you done?" Lao Qiao stood up and asked coldly.

"It's done!" Du Feng squinted at the templates.

"Do you think this is all the work on the construction site? Set up the formwork, and the concrete truck will be there in a moment! Why don't you want to be scolded if you haven't finished setting up the formwork when they arrive?" Lao Qiao snorted and walked up to him.

He yelled: "I'll teach you how to set up the template and start splicing as I told you!"

Du Feng raised his head and glanced at him, trembling all over. There are people who can bully people, but I have never heard of people being bullied like this!

But Qi returned to Qi, and all he could do was follow orders.

He got up, and Lao Qiao immediately pointed to the 100-jin wooden board and asked him to lift it and stand it on one side, with hollow bricks supporting the front and rear. Then came the 300-jin heavy template. Du Feng used the force of eating

With all her strength, she spliced ​​it with the one hundred kilogram piece, and then the third piece, the fourth piece, the fifth piece...

Workers in other areas in the distance have already noticed this location. Since they are all in this line of work, they naturally know the hard work involved. This is a job done by seven or eight people, and it is really incredible that the young boy is doing it by himself.

But they all belong to the same contractor, so no one will interfere with this matter.

After a full hour and a half, the templates were finally spliced ​​together. Following Lao Qiao's instructions, Du Feng tied them together with thin wires. At this time, two forklifts drove over from a distance, with their pockets filled with mortar.

Lao Qiao also knew not to overdo it. Du Feng could complete the work of seven or eight people by himself, which was a great thing for them. If they arrived at the construction site early every morning, more than a dozen of them could rest for more than two hours.

, why not let Du Feng complete these tasks alone? But if he is exhausted and paralyzed, then this wishful thinking will be in vain.

Lao Qiao waved and called to the group. They put the steel wire racks tied up by other departments into the model, and then together they carried tools and poured the mortar and gravel into the formwork to mix and fill it. This beam of more than ten meters long was completed.

.The formwork can be dismantled after one day and the repeated work can be continued on the open space.

Since this is a job I just received, there is only this one template, and another one will be delivered in a few days.

After all this work, it was already lunch time. The food on the construction site was really not that good. There were three steamed buns and two packs of pickles per person. Whether you can eat enough depends on your appetite.

Du Feng was exhausted all morning, panting and unable to eat for the time being. He leaned on the sand pile alone and took out a crumpled cigarette case and started smoking. His whole body ached badly, and he felt very resentful. He glanced at the food and drink.

They were so sweet that they couldn't help but cursed secretly, "Fuck!"

The guys noticed that Du Feng didn't touch the three steamed buns and pickles, so two of them looked at each other and walked over.

"Brother! Can't you eat this meal? Don't waste it if you can't eat it? We can help you solve it!" As he spoke, he didn't care whether Du Fengtong agreed or not. He just stuffed it into his mouth when he touched it.

When Feng reached out to stop him, someone had already taken a bite of each of the three buns.

"Forget it! It's for you!" Du Feng waved his hand angrily, picked up a cigarette again and lit it.

"Oh! Such a big temper! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!" The two guys made an exasperating face at Du Feng and burst out laughing.

At this time, suddenly people all over the construction site were running quickly to a corner. Lao Qiao and the others also noticed it. They stood up and looked up. The dark crowd in the distance was blocking them so hard that they couldn't see clearly what was going on.

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"Uncle Qiao, what's going on?" a younger man said to Old Qiao.

Lao Qiao snorted: "Oh my God! Did someone die? Let's go! Go over and have a look!"

Lao Qiao sprinted in front, followed closely by eight or nine people behind him, all running towards the corner with the crowd.

Du Feng felt angry and cowardly, and had no intention of paying attention to that. He just stayed there and smoked his cigarette.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance roared over and drove straight to the corner. Behind the ambulance was a police car.

With the assistance of the police, the medical staff quickly got into the rubble and pulled out a person. This person had already suffered a bloody head and was almost unconscious.

"It's not easy to smash it this time! If you don't smash it to death, you're lucky!"

"That's right! Too careless!"

The onlookers were talking among themselves as the ambulance quickly drove away from the scene carrying the injured.

"Fortunately, it's not a big problem, but it scared me to death! Director Shen, would you like to go back to the police station?" Police officer Xiao Wang glanced at Shen Rou, who had a pale face. The man just now was covered in blood and flesh. At that time, she thought he was dead.

It's gone! Fortunately, after the medical staff rescued him at the scene, the other party gradually regained his breath.

"Go back to the police station! I don't know what Director Feng has been busy with these days. Let's go ask him if he has any new ideas for progress." Shen Rou sighed and looked at the other two right-hand assistants beside her, Zhao Mingjie.

and Han Cheng.

The four people got on the car again, and the car drove past the muddy path behind the sand pile where Du Feng's back was leaning. The mortar rolled up by the tires splashed Du Feng's head.

Du Feng was already in a bad mood, but suddenly he was doused with gray water, and his anger was ignited again.

But when he got up and wanted to find someone to argue with him, the police car had already driven a hundred meters away.

"Fuck you! The police are amazing!" Du Feng couldn't help but sit down angrily again. Thinking of being fooled today, he really regretted agreeing to the noodle shop couple's recommendation. But if he left at this time, he would really reject it.

I was kind-hearted, but I thought that I would be annoyed when I first came here, and maybe things would get better after I get to know Lao Qiao and the others over time.

He sighed secretly and looked up to see Lao Qiao slowly walking back with his people.

"Uncle Qiao, that guy is really unlucky! There are so many people, but he is the only one who got hit. Don't you think it's a bit embarrassing?" The stout, fat man handed Lao Qiao a cigarette and said gloatingly.

Lao Qiao snorted: "This is the consequence of not having eyesight. You have to grow eyesight. Let him do the dangerous work in the future!" As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Du Feng. Now that he has such a person at his disposal,

It really saves a lot of hard work.

"Uncle Qiao, that police girl just now is so damn handsome! That face, those big breasts, that little butt, those long legs, oh my! It's so tempting!" The black man couldn't help but feel lustful.

Seeing Du Feng listening to them, Lao Qiao's face with a lewd smile tightened suddenly, and he glared at Du Feng: "What are you looking at? Listening is useless! A woman like you will never think about it! Work!
Chapter completed!