MTL - The Sufferer is My Wife-Chapter 3

Mrs. Mizunuma: How long does it usually take to complete the renovation?

Zhou Heng: Usually four to six months.

Mrs. Mizunuma: I see, I will come over sometime.

Zhou Heng: Well, please give me your advice in the future.

Mrs. Mizunuma sent a cute paw-waving cat.

Mrs. Mizunuma is almost thirty years old. She looks dignified and dignified, but her emoji is quite cute.

Zhou Heng's chat bar flashed, and Mizusami Hui's account popped up.

Megumin Mizukami: Saeki-kun, what happened to you today?

Zhou Heng snorted.

The colleague Sato Xiaojin next to him turned his head sideways again, shaking the mobile phone in his hand and said to Zhou Heng.

"Oh, Megumi Mizugami just asked me what happened to you today. It seems very abnormal. She cares a little bit."

Zhou Heng shrugged.

"What she cares about is why I don't lick her anymore, not what happened to me."

Sato Xiaojin smiled and took back the phone,

"So, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Heng stretched his waist.

"What else can I do?"

Zhou Heng packed up the briefcase on the work table.

"I choose to make money."

Zhou Heng walked out of the office area, ready to go to several nearby home improvement sites that he was in charge of to see the progress.

A piece of cold knowledge, in large decoration companies, design and construction are separated, design is only concerned with design, and construction is only concerned with construction. This can prevent people in the design department and construction department from having a full set of capabilities, prevent capable people from changing jobs, and better control employees.

The same was true at the beginning of the new era of decoration, but with the death of the old president and the appointment of the new president, the new batch of second-generation leaders became lazy and unwilling to take care of everything, and a lot of power was delegated to the designers.

For example, Takeo Saeki changed from being a designer to focusing on design and construction. For this reason, in addition to design, Takeo Saeki would go out whenever he had time to see if there was any problem with the construction site he was in charge of.

Sato Xiaojin stared at Zhou Heng's leaving back, then turned around and sent a message to Mizushang Hui.

Sato Kojin: Saeki-kun said you spent too much money, so he gave up.

"give up?"

Megumi Mizugami, who was sitting opposite, stared at the message sent by Sato Xiaojin, and the expression on his face slowly froze.

give up?

Do I agree?

…

Zhou Heng drove around several nearby construction sites.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the master worker who was working, he checked that the time was three o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't intend to go back to the company, so he drove towards his home, Saeki Residence.

This is also the reason why large design companies are reluctant to train all-round designers. Once the designer is also responsible for construction, as long as I am going to supervise the construction site, I can be away from the company for most of the day.

This is much worse than paid shit.

But now the management company is the second generation, the second generation are lazy, eat, drink and play hard every day, so the management of subordinates is much more extensive.

Zhou Heng drove to the street where his house was located at 3:20. It was not time to get off work, and the streets were sparsely populated.

The sunlight from the western sun hit the windshield, reflecting the silhouettes of people and the fence of Saeki's house.

Zhou Heng let go of the driving speed, and recalled in his mind his wife, one of the most famous evil spirits in Wano Country, a super evil model worker who kills anyone at sight—Zobo Kayako, regardless of men, women, old or young, good or bad.

Somewhat subtle.

In the memories of Takeo Saeki, Kayako is a cowardly woman who has a pretty face but is very inferior.

In addition, she is a full-time wife, so she is almost obedient to Takeo Saeki.

Zhou Heng's car drove to the door of the house.

Through the window of the driver's seat, Zhou Heng saw that the fence door of his house was open, and a beautiful wife in an apron was kneeling on the ground, picking up the garbage on the ground.

The sunlight hit the wife's body, exuding a faint golden edge, and there was an unspeakable sense of warmth.

Own... wife?

Zhou Heng drove the car to the corner and parked it, got out of the car, and hurried to the gate of the fence.

Jia Coconut, who was picking up the garbage, was covered by a shadow, and the sensitive wife raised her head with some fear, and when her raised eyes touched Zhou Heng, the fear in her eyes was even greater.

"Gangxiong, I, I'll pack these right away!"

The panic in Jia's voice was too obvious.

Zhou Heng looked down at the trash.

"These are... Kayako, did you accidentally spill the trash?"

Wano country's garbage classification is very strict. If you don't sort by type, garbage trucks will not come to your place to collect garbage in the future.

For this reason, it is a daily routine for ordinary people in Wano to spend a lot of time sorting garbage.

that is…

Zhou Heng squatted down and looked at the garbage that Jiaye had picked up, and Jiaye accelerated the speed of cleaning up, and his mouth became more flustered.

"Later, later I will clean up here, Gangxiong-kun, don't worry, I won't make this place dirty to make you unhappy."

Zhou Heng grabbed the wrist of Jia Coconut's garbage-clearing hand. This evil spirit that can make the whole world fear, the wrist was slender and terrifying in Zhou Heng's palm, and it was even trembling.

Gayoko stared at Zhou Heng's eyes and couldn't help but ooze water.

She was afraid of Takeo Saeki.

Takeo Saeki often abuses coconuts at home.

Zhou Heng couldn't see this look, and asked after taking a breath.

"This **** doesn't belong to our family, does it?"

The garbage in front of the door is not sorted, and the dry and wet are mixed together. If Kayako came out with the garbage and accidentally dropped it on the hand, the garbage would not be mixed.

Gayako looked at the neighbor tremblingly, and said again.

"I, I'll clean it up..."

Jiaye doesn't want to cause trouble, and doesn't want to cause trouble for her husband. Anyway, as long as she suffers a little bit, she can live on.

Chapter 5 Care

Wano country is a society where the weak prey on the strong, and there is no mercy for the weak, only oppression.

In this society, if a person does not fit in with others, or even shows weakness in front of others, he will naturally invite bullying and bullying.

It just so happens that Kayako is a sensitive and introverted person who is also weak and reticent.

In addition, Wano Country itself is very strict in garbage classification, which takes a lot of time, so there will be some flattering people who see new neighbors or neighbors with a bad reputation, and throw their own garbage at the door of the neighbor's house.

But if the neighbor suffers this loss without making a sound and arranges the garbage, then the door of the neighbor's house will become a special garbage dump for the neighbors.

"It's not a matter of garbage or not."

Zhou Heng's tone was full of displeasure.

"Ga Coconut, why didn't someone throw **** in front of our house and tell me?"

The sensitive Kayako lowered his head, his lips were trembling, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

"never mind."

Zhou Heng glanced at the house that Jiaye had just looked at, and walked over in silence.

This house is an old-fashioned Wano country house with no walls, brick-concrete structure, and the outer wall has been stained with mold by time.

Very contemporary.

Zhou Heng walked to the door of the house and knocked on the door.

There was a sound of footsteps coming out from behind the door, and then the door opened, and a man in a white vest who perfectly fit the title of a greasy middle-aged man showed his face from behind the door.

The man in the white vest looked Zhou Heng up and down.

"I don't subscribe to newspapers, and I don't buy insurance."

Zhou Heng squeezed out a few smiles.

"Is it you who threw the trash in front of the Saeki mansion?"

The man in the white vest looked shocked, but there was not much change in his heart.

The social rule in Heguo is that the weak prey on the strong, and he considers himself to be the strong. Since Kayako, a useless woman, dare not resist, why not let him do whatever she wants?

Sometimes he would even open the window on the second floor to watch Kayako tidy up the garbage he left at the entrance of Saeki's residence.

What I want is the pleasure of acting recklessly and not being responsible.

As for the man in front of him, the middle-aged man ignored him.

The middle-aged man reached out to close the door, but before the man closed the door, Zhou Heng raised his foot and kicked the man's lower abdomen.

This kick was not small, and it directly lifted the man from behind the door to the ground behind the door.

The door also opened.

Zhou Heng walked in with a blank expression.

"What are you doing!?"

The man who got up from the ground was furious, and swung his sweaty fist towards Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng smiled coldly, turned sideways to avoid the opposite fist, and hit the middle-aged man's face mercilessly with an old punch.

It fell to the ground again with a thump, and the man who landed covered his face and stood up. This time, he didn't have the arrogance just now. The middle-aged man was dizzy and slow thinking.

"Gangxiong-kun!?"

Jiaye's worried voice came from behind Zhou Heng, followed by the sound of footsteps walking slowly.

Zhou Heng asked without looking back.

"Gayeko, is this guy taking out the trash at our door all the time?"

Behind Zhou Heng, Gayako's hairs stood on end.

Kayako was once domestically abused by Takeo Saeki, and he knows very well that her husband's tone is the tyranny of suppressing anger during the domestic violence.

My husband is angry, I'm afraid the middle-aged man in front of me will be me after being beaten.

Kayako trembled unceasingly.

Seeing that his wife was silent, Zhou Heng walked slowly towards the greasy middle-aged man who fell on the ground, and the greasy middle-aged man shouted.

"Don't come here, I, I called the police! You are a violent crime!"

Zhou Heng looked at the living room behind the middle-aged man. There were some fruits and a fruit knife on the coffee table in the living room.

Zhou Hengman said indifferently.

"Who said I committed a crime? You were the one who took out the garbage in front of my house. I came to ask, but you threatened me with a fruit knife. I had no choice but to fight back in self-defense."

The middle-aged man who fell on the ground widened his eyes and was speechless for a while.

Zhou Heng added a sentence.

"There is no monitoring nearby."

As he said that, Zhou Heng kicked out and hit the fat belly of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man immediately curled up, hugging his stomach like a prawn.

Zhou Heng sneered as he watched the middle-aged man trembling with his stomach in his arms, and waited for the middle-aged man to slow down a little. Zhou Heng raised his foot again, but this time the middle-aged man learned how to behave.

Here comes a period of traditional performing arts of the country.

"Red bean paste Su password three! I will never take out the trash again!"