Chapter 156: Frequent accidents

In Beijing in August, one after another, a sudden storm filled the lives of people. Usually there is no cloud in the daytime, and suddenly there is lightning and thunder in the evening, and the rainstorms are pouring down.
Today is no exception.
Xia Yao and Xiao Hui walked out of the office building with a smile and saw that Yuan Zong’s car was waiting outside. Xiaohui could not help but feel that "reincarnation is really a technical job. I have not even brought an umbrella. Your car is driving down the steps."
Xia Yao smiled and threw the car key to Xiaohui. "Don't squeeze the bus, drive my car back."
"Chengle! Then I will pull Zhang Tian."
Xia Yao did not go directly to the car, but walked to the door of the driver's seat with an umbrella and knocked on the glass.
Yuan Long pretended not to hear, and his face was cool.
"My colleague just praised our big sister-in-law for being very caring."
The cold noodle 甩 甩 夏 Xia Yao an impatient look, "Don't be poor, hurry up and get on the bus."
Xia Yaoqi laughed. "I am still embarrassed."
After getting on the bus, Yuan Lian did not start, and Xia Yao did not respond to why, he played his own mobile phone. When the car started, Yuan Lian’s face suddenly sank. This way, Xia Yao and Yuan Li said nothing, Yuan Zong's face is consistent with the weather. Later, Xia Yao realized that the problem was there. Usually, it caught up with the cloudy and rainy days. Yuan Zhong came over and Xia Yao said that he would forget about it when he was negligent.
I hurriedly made a kiss, and it rained fine in a moment.
Outside the rain and thunder, the car is filled with simple peace and happiness.
One person is dedicated to driving, one person is playing with his mobile phone, occasionally putting a piece of music, reading a small piece, and even the traffic jam is not so anxious because of a "small interaction." Just as the car turned past the last corner and was about to arrive home, Xia Yao’s cell phone suddenly rang.
"I have an urgent task, I have to go back."
At the time of the incident, two police cars had stopped there. Xia Yao asked Yuan Zong to park the car a little further away, and ran out with a raincoat. Another car also drove over, without Yuan Zhang, the two bodyguards in the direction quickly followed the direction of Xia Yao.
Xia Yao ran to the group scene to maintain order with other police. In the constant fighting and screaming, the police generally understood the situation. The two sides of the battle were security personnel invited by migrant workers and contractors. The reason for the struggle was the problem of wages for migrant workers. The chaotic scene was not alleviated by the arrival of the police, and the security guards were deceiving and quite rampant. The migrant workers are excited and fighting hard, and the contradictions are getting worse. The steel pipes and wooden sticks are smashed, and the bricks and bottles are splashed around.
Several policemen were injured. Xia Yao was the most fierce, but he was unscathed. On several occasions, he felt that the bricks were flying to the front, and he disappeared inexplicably. The rain was big and the scene was chaotic. Xia Yao couldn’t see who helped.
After another group of police came to aid, the scene was finally brought under control. Seventy or eighty people were taken to the police car and twisted to the bureau. The captain temporarily dispatched several responsible persons, and Xia Yao was not in it, and he returned to the car.
Before getting on the bus, I was still arrogant with Xiaohui and the deputy team. As soon as I got into the car, I was isolated from the chaos. I immediately complained about all kinds of complaints. "The body is wet. The shoes are full of mud soup. What are you?"
Yuan Zong took off Xia Yao's wet clothes. He sprinkled the hot water inside the thermos on the towel, wiped Xia Yao's body, and wiped him with a dry towel.
Xia Yao felt that Yuan’s clothes were wet, and couldn’t help but ask:
How is your body wet?

"The urgency that you just came in, smashed the water of my body."
Xia Yaozhu lived in Yuan’s arm and asked: "Where do you know who made the trouble?"
"Where is it?"
"Black Panthers are special!" Xia Yao is a joy again. "Do you say that they broke the can?"
Yuan Lian is not so optimistic, not only that, but his mood is still covered with a layer of smog.