Strongest Worker

Chapter 67

Li Qing thought that Liu Qingcheng might be in trouble. He pulled out from his pocket the address Liu Qingcheng's home that Lin Qiuqiu wrote to him yesterday. There was also Liu Qingcheng's mobile phone number on it. He tried to dial it. After a while, the phone was picked up. There was Liu Qingcheng's agitated voice.

"Hello, who is it?"

"It's me, Li Qing. Where are you now?" Li Qing asked in a deep voice.

"Li Qing? Come here quickly. I'm in trouble across from Starbucks in the west of the airport." Liu Qingcheng said as soon as he heard Li Qing's voice.

"OK, I'll be there right away." after hanging up, Li Qing looked at Fang Yong: "Starbucks in the west of the airport, do you know?"

Fang Yong nodded and said, "I know. I used to go when I got off the plane."

"Take me." Li Qing's voice was calm. He didn't expect to be in trouble before he reached Zhonghai. It seems that he should be more careful.

"Brother Qing, come with me." Fang Yong said, then ran to the West in front, and Li Qing followed closely behind.

Although Fang Yong's Kung Fu is good, his physical strength is poor. After running for more than a half, he was panting. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the front. He was out of breath: "brother Qing... Brother Qing, it's right in front. I... Really... I can't run."

"I want you to pay more attention. If your body is empty like this, you will not lose face!" Li qingxun scolded, gave up Fang Yong directly and ran in the direction he pointed out.

"Qing... Brother Qing taught me a lesson!" Fang Yong looked at Li Qing and was envious. He stood up with his waist crossed and trotted all the way behind.

From a distance, Li Qingcheng saw the plaque of Starbucks, looked across the road and saw Liu Qingcheng's beautiful posture in front of a taxi.

Short sleeved shirt and a light blue denim shorts on the lower body perfectly outline the plump hip shape and exude a youthful vitality.

Beside Liu Qingcheng, there is also a tall beauty. Although it is also a unique product from thousands of miles, it looks inferior compared with Liu Qingcheng.

At the moment, the two women's eyebrows are slightly frowned, constantly looking at the time, and their cheeks are full of anxiety.

In front of the two, there was a young man in a suit and shoes. He was carrying a briefcase in his hand. He looked pretty, but his face was a little yellow. He was weak, such as Yong. Li Qing knew at a glance that it was the result of excessive indulgence.

Fang Yong, after all, is a martial artist. Even if he doesn't keep clean on weekdays, he still has a solid foundation, but being an ordinary person is completely different.

At the moment, the man in suit and shoes was arguing with the driver who got off the taxi with a briefcase in one hand and a shaved head. The driver had a big waist and didn't look good.

The young man's voice was also mixed with some unpleasant sharp: "how far is it from Shengshi group? You charge 300. Are you kidding!"

The taxi driver held his arm on his chest and sneered: "how many years have I been in this business? I say how much money, just how much money. Didn't you just boast about buying a big villa to two beautiful women in the car? Since you are rich, don't care about these three melons and dates."

The young man's face turned red: "it's not a matter of money!"

"What's the problem of having fucking money or not? I won't tell you that three hundred is three hundred! Not a Penny Less! If you don't pay obediently, I'll put these two smelly women in the car and pull them home. It's more valuable than three hundred dollars." Si Ji smiled.

"Dare you! I want to call the police!" the young man was furious. He reached out and took out his mobile phone from his arms to call the police. Unexpectedly, as soon as the driver raised his hand, he flew the young man's phone out, and the batteries fell out on the asphalt road.

"Call the police? You didn't pay for a taxi first. Do you think the police station is run by your family? People are still in charge of this business?" the driver reached out and pushed the young man's chest, sat him on the ground, and then raised Yang's arm thicker than the young man's thigh: "if you don't pay for it, believe it or not, I'll abolish you first today!"

After a small loss, he lost face in front of the two beauties. The young man's whole face was as red as fire. However, when he saw the burly body of the rogue driver, he could only swallow saliva, take out his wallet from his arms and cry, "it's not 300 yuan. I can't give it to you."

"No!" Liu Qingcheng stepped in front of the young man. Facing the rogue driver, there was no fear on his face. He said decisively: "300 yuan is nothing, but if you give it to you today, it will harm others in the future. From Shengshi group to Yanjing airport, 20 yuan is enough. It is illegal for you to ask for prices."

"Illegal?" the rogue driver showed a fierce look on his face. Liu Qingcheng was afraid and couldn't help but step back, but he didn't plan to let go.

Li Qingzheng ran towards this side. After special training, he naturally heard everyone's dialogue clearly. He couldn't help but despise the young man. He thought he was a backbone guy when he saw him arguing with the rogue driver. Unexpectedly, he was also a coward. He was pushed by others and counselled at once. Finally, he was not as good as Liu Qingcheng.