A construction site in the south of q City has an area of ​​thousands of hectares, and several skyscrapers will rise from the sky here.

The base has been completed, and the first floor is gradually being built. The four pillar models on the floor are pouring concrete mortar. Several sky trucks are whistling above their heads. Looking around, there are no less than a thousand migrant workers wearing hard hats, distributed in every corner of the entire open space.

"Wear a helmet! If something happens, you can't blame me!" Xu Gong threw a hard hat to Du Feng and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Du Feng glanced at the dozen people next to him, all of them glared at him, and nodded tactfully: "I'm sleeping well."

"I hope you get used to it!" Xu Gong waved his hand and continued, "We have 300 beams to be punched at present! The molds are all ready! They are still in the car. After a while, Lao Qiao will bring them here. Lao Qiao, please keep an eye on it! Whoever dares to be lazy, don't blame me for punishing them for a salary!"

Everyone nodded and said yes, the morning meeting was over. XCMG would not stay here all day, and would leave after the lecture. All the things afterwards were left to Lao Qiao, who was the older man, in his fifties.

The saying "Fox and Tiger Power" is most appropriate to use Lao Qiao. As soon as XCMG left, he immediately became the boss. Everyone in the same village willingly obeyed his instructions, and no one would have any words.

Lao Qiao is a man who is not upright. If anyone obeys his orders, he will have a good face. Otherwise, he will definitely not have good results. For example, a new worker like Du Feng who does not know how to flatter you will be punished to death, and you will have no temper.

"Oh! Carry the template over!" Old Qiao waved his hand to Du Feng.

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

"Why are there so much nonsense? Haven't you seen everyone preparing for work? Go quickly!" While Lao Qiao was speaking, the people quickly grabbed tools such as shovels and hammers and hit them on the ground, grinding the tools that were not stained with much mortar, but they still refused to throw them aside.

Du Feng frowned, and Lao Qiao's eyes looked like a murderous knife, which was intimidating. Du Feng had to walk alone towards a truck dozens of meters away, and his teeth were itchy.

When I got closer, I was stunned. The wooden formwork on the car was no less than forty pieces, the small ones were only as big as the palm, but the big ones weighed 200 to 300 kilograms.

***! I'm going to carry such a big guy by myself?

Du Feng cursed in his heart, but still walked over and carried a wooden board weighing 100 pounds and walked back.

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

Du Feng threw the template to the ground, and with a "bang", the template fell on the sand and shook half a meter high and then fell to the ground again.

Old Qiao was furious: "You want to die! Do you know that this template costs tens of thousands of yuan? Can you afford to lose if it breaks? Damn it! You are quite tempered! Go and carry the one weighing 300 pounds for me, but you can't bear it. You don't have any wages today!"

Du Feng gritted his teeth, walked to the truck again in disappointment, reached out and pulled out the large template weighing 300 kilograms. He bit his teeth and opened his back slightly, and he carried it up.

He staggered back, and his heavy steps stepped down the sandy road on the ground a few centimeters deep.

"Oh my god! This kid is very strong!" Everyone pretending to behave in the distance was shocked by his divine power. Nowadays, people in this society are far from the big men carrying bags at the wharf decades ago. The weight of 300 pounds is quite significant. Not to mention one person, even four of them are tired enough.

A vicious look burst out from Lao Qiao's eyes, and he waved his hands to his people. Everyone sat down one by one, quietly watching Du Feng do the coolie alone.

Dozens of templates were carried over one by one, without stopping in the middle, and there was almost no rest.

Du Feng's face was cold, sweat wet his clothes, and his eyes were no longer helpless, as cold as thousands of years of ice.

When I put down the last touch pad, I almost lost my whole body. I sat silently on the ground, with the safety helmet above my head hanging aside.

"You've finished doing it?" Lao Qiao stood up and asked coldly.

"It's done!" Du Feng glanced at the templates with his eyes slanted.

"What do you think is the only job on the construction site? The concrete car will get it in a while! When the person arrives, he has not finished the template yet, and wants to be scolded?" Old Qiao snorted, walked up to him, and shouted: "I will teach you how to build the template and start splicing as I said!"

Du Feng looked up at him, his whole body trembled, some people swearing, but he had never heard of anyone swearing like this!

But if the energy is returned, all you can do is to obey orders.

He got up, and Lao Qiao immediately pointed to the wooden board weighing 100 kilograms, let him move it up and stand it on one side, with hollow bricks on the front and back. Then there was the 300 kilogram template. Du Feng used his energy to splice it with the 100 kilogram piece, and then the third, fourth, and fifth...

Workers in other places in the distance have already noticed this position. Since they are all doing this job, they naturally know the hard work. This is the work done by seven or eight people, and it is incredible that the young boy is actually doing it himself.

But they are not part of the same contractor, and no one will come to care about this nostalgic business.

After an hour and a half, the template was finally spliced. According to Lao Qiao's instructions, Du Feng tied them together with thin iron wire. At this time, two forklifts came from a distance, and the car pockets were filled with mortar.

Old Qiao also knew that he could not do too much. Du Feng could complete the work of seven or eight people alone, which would be a great thing for them. If more than a dozen of them could rest for more than two hours after they arrived at the construction site early in the morning and let Du Feng complete these tasks alone, why not do it? But if he is exhausted, then this wishful thinking would be vain.

Lao Qiao waved his hand and called out to the group of people. Everyone put the steel wire racks tied by other departments into the model, and then carried tools together to pour the mortar stones into the inside of the template and stirred and filled them. This beam that was more than ten meters long was completed. The template can be removed in one day, and then continue to do the work over and over again in the open space.

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

After all this, it was lunch time. The food on the construction site was really not good. Each person had three steamed buns and two packs of pickles. Whether you could eat enough depends on your appetite.

Du Feng was exhausted all morning and couldn't eat it for the time being, so he leaned on the sand alone and took out a wrinkled cigarette case and smoked. His whole body was so sore and he was very resentful. He looked at them who were so sweet that they were eating and drinking, and couldn't help but curse inwardly, fuck!

The guys noticed that Du Feng did not move the three steamed buns and pickles, and two of them looked at each other and walked over.

"Brother! Can't you eat this food? Don't waste it if you can't eat it? We can help you solve it!" As he said that, he didn't care whether Du Feng agreed or not, and stuffed it into his mouth when he touched it. When Du Feng reached out to stop it, the three steamed buns had already been bitten by someone.

"Forget it! I'll give it to you!" Du Feng waved his hand angrily, touched a cigarette and lit it.

"Oh! Such a big temper! Tsk tsk tsk!" The two guys made an exaggerated look at Du Feng and laughed out loud.

At this moment, suddenly, the entire construction site was 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 the cold and could not see clearly what was going on.

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

Old Qiao snorted: "Oh my God! Has someone died? Let's go! Go and take a look!"

Old Qiao ran in front, and the person behind him followed closely, all following the crowd to that corner.

Du Feng was angry and cowardly, and he had no intention of paying attention to those things. He just stayed there and smoked cigarettes.

More than ten minutes later, the ambulance roared and drove straight to the corner. Following the ambulance was a police car.

With the assistance of the police, the medical staff quickly drilled into a ruin and carried out a person. The man was already bleeding and almost lost consciousness.

"It's a big deal to smash this! It's a big fortune if you don't hit you to death!"

"Just! Too careless!"

The migrant workers onlookers were talking, and the ambulance quickly drove away from the scene of the accident with the wounded.

"Fortunately there is no big problem, but I was scared to death! Director Shen, are you going back to the police station?" Police officer Xiao Wang looked at Shen Rou, who had a pale face. The man was covered in blood just now. At that time, she thought he was dead! Fortunately, after the medical staff were rescued on the spot, the other party gradually became breathing.

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

The four of them got back in the car, and the car wiped the muddy path behind the pile of sand that Du Feng leaned against. The mortar from the tires splashed Du Feng's head.

Du Feng was in a bad mood, and suddenly he was poured with dust and his anger was ignited again.

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

"Damn it! The police are amazing!" Du Feng couldn't sit down again in disappointment. Thinking of being fooled by someone today, he really regretted agreeing to the noodle shop couple's recommendation. However, if he left at this time, he really refuted his kindness. He thought that the person who had just arrived should have to be angry. After waiting for a long time, he might get better after getting familiar with Lao Qiao and the others.

He sighed secretly, looked up and Lao Qiao slowly walked back with his people.

"Uncle Qiao, that guy is really unlucky! He was just caught in so many people. Do you think he is a little bit of a back?" The fat man with a strong figure handed a cigarette to Old Qiao and said gloatingly.

Old Qiao snorted: "This is the consequence of not having eyes. You have to look at them. Let him do dangerous jobs in the future!" As he said that, he glanced at Du Feng. Now that he has such a courier who can be used, it really saves a lot of trouble.

"Uncle Qiao, that police girl just now is so handsome! That face, that big **, that little butt, and that long legs, my god! It's so tempting!" The black man couldn't help but start to fantasize.
Chapter completed!