Chapter 26026 Pig Farm

Style: Romance Author: Jin Yuanbao's true formWords: 2372Update Time: 24/01/10 09:17:25
"Call Caotou yourself."

"Who is Caotou? What's your phone number?"

"Ma Zhongchao! The phone is over there."

I dialed the number immediately without saying a word, but the result was that it said it was not in the service area.

I got angry and said to Tu Laoliang: "The sword holder can't get through. Who usually takes charge of daily affairs?"

"no one."

Tu Laoliang spread his hands and responded in a manly voice: "In the entire Fangzhou headquarters, apart from the keeper and me, the gatekeeper, there is only Caotou."

The pain in my forehead was severe, and the blood vessels in my temples were throbbing.

Now, I still choose to show off: "Whoever wants to go can go. I am on duty, there is no reason to ask for leave."

"That's your business..."

"It's not me who answered the phone anyway."

The bald, bright-headed guy was worse than me, and he didn't even turn his back and left, which made me so angry.

At this moment, the fax machine made a hissing sound and a piece of A4 paper slowly spit out.

Less than half a minute later, the orange phone rang again.

When I picked up the phone, I heard an ice female voice that was mechanically cold and filled with supreme pride.

"Headquarters Telecommunications Division... name! Code!"

"Child Master! Jiayin Cave, Yao Gou, San Yao Gou, Guai, and Guai are afraid of holes..."

"Did you receive the fax? Please confirm!"

"confirm."

"Ten o'clock in the evening, join the meeting on time. Please confirm."

I held back my anger and thought for two seconds before reluctantly responding: "Confirm!"

As soon as the word "confirm" came out, the person hung up the phone without mercy.

The automatic recording on the orange phone also stopped immediately.

Everything is settled!

No matter how unhappy, dissatisfied or unwilling I am, I have to go to this meeting.

If I don't go, I will be held accountable by the headquarters.

Very serious consequences.

Got fucked again!

I was angry but helpless.

If this continues, what will I do to find her?

Thinking of those calculating words Tu Laoliang said, I felt an extremely ominous premonition in my heart.

This meeting is definitely not simple.

Is it Pu Ziheng from Nanshu who wants to take revenge on Fangzhou?

Or does Fatty Su want to take revenge on me?

I spent the whole day in frustration and boredom.

Fangzhou, I don’t want to stay any longer.

When the National Day is over, set up your own business and leave immediately, no longer suffering from these cowards.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Tu Laoliang brought me a lunch box.

With a dark face, I waved my hand and gave the meal money, but Tu Laoliang threw it back.

I pushed the lunch box and stopped eating.

"Haha? You brat has a good temper. If you don't want to eat, I'll eat it myself. I'll starve to death."

Tu Laoliang unceremoniously opened the lunch box, pulled out a bottle of wine and ate it in front of me.

"The public meal is delicious."

"While on duty, meals are provided by the public. It's free of charge."

I've been tricked again.

Bald Lao Liang was particularly happy to see me deflated, and took a sip of wine happily.

I looked at him sideways and suddenly said softly: "Master Hai. Your eldest grandson hasn't been back for five years, right?"

"Yeah, almost."

Bald Laoliang nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, Tu Laoliang raised his head, his eyes full of surprise and vigilance: "How do you know? My eldest grandson..."

The corners of my mouth turned up and my eyelids drooped, and my tone became more serious: "Is your eldest grandson coming back in the next two days?"

Tu Laoliang's one eye suddenly bulged, and he was extremely surprised: "What are you..."

I calmly said softly: "Master Hai, do you know what major I am studying in the junior class?"

Tu Laoliang was intrigued by me and straightened his waist quietly: "What's your major?"

I curled my lips and said, "Tell your eldest grandson not to come back during the National Day. To avoid suffering."

Suddenly, Tu Laoliang's face changed, and he looked at me in surprise, with a bit of horror in his eyes: "You..."

I ignored him at all, got up and left.

"Stop. Brat, tell me clearly. My eldest grandson..."

Tu Laoliang chased him out desperately and yelled at him.

"I studied the Yi Jing in my junior class. I know how to tell fortunes. Seeing that you are a good person, I will reveal my secret to you! Don't thank me."

After that, I went straight out.

"You brat, where are you going?"

I turned around and sneered: "It's a meeting."

"Remember to stay on the phone. If anything happens during combat readiness, you will be fully responsible. This is what you said to the surveillance camera."

For a moment, Tu Laoliang was stunned on the spot, and then cursed loudly.

"You brat. You fucking tricked me."

Tu Laoliang started to chase me, but he suddenly stopped suddenly and hurried back to the house.

"Fuck you, uncle! I'm not done with you!"

The night in Yandu is particularly prosperous during the National Day.

The palaces with red walls and green tiles in the six-hundred-year-old capital perfectly match the modern and young buildings, turning into an alternative picture under the illumination of colored lights.

Gathering is the fireworks of history, spreading out is the real world.

Still choosing to walk, it took a hundred minutes to reach the meeting location.

After looking at the map in my hand, I was a little confused.

The place I am in is no other place, but the Olympic Bird's Nest construction site!

The headquarters meeting was held here?

The rounding moon shone coldly, and as far as the eye could see, it was a quiet white.

Under the night, the Bird's Nest is like a silent and sleepy giant. Some of the dozens of tall tower cranes have already rested, while others are still working tirelessly.

The clanging sounds of pile driving come and go, like the bells of the century-old evening bell of Tantuo Temple, distant and solemn.

Confirm again that the meeting location is correct, and walk along the long construction retaining wall to the nearest entrance.

I am sure that this meeting is the one targeted by the Five Major Fangzhou!

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have chosen the meeting venue here!

Before he reached the door, several black-clothed doormen immediately looked over cautiously.

"For what?"

"Meeting!"

"Meeting?"

The flashlight shone on my face, and a guard strode over, touching my waist and asking, "Why didn't you drive?"

"No car."

"Is this strange? Which unit are you in?"

"Fangzhou."

"Ah...a pig farm. Ha!"

My face suddenly darkened!

The two guards, one behind the other, burst into laughter: "What did you do to Fangzhou? You didn't even send a car to see you off?"

"They have a shitty car on their pig farm."

The guard at the door laughed: "It can't start or it can't be refueled. The wheels are rusty..."

Amidst the laughter, the guard in front of me shone a bright flashlight on my face recklessly: "Dude, is this true?"

I nodded.

"You came here on foot?"

"Um."

The guards smiled wildly and exaggeratedly, and looked at me with special contempt and sympathy!

In their eyes, I was just a stick that was worse than a beggar.

When checking my name tag, the guard didn't even want to put his hand, but asked me to hold it up for verification.

After the verification is completed, the signature is confirmed, and the attack continues!

"The straw-headed horse is too messy. I don't dare to come to the meeting, so I sent a millet scum here to die..."

"Hey, pig farmers, haven't you been paid for two years?"

"Then what do you eat on weekdays?"

"What else can we eat? Eat the farts of the old masters of the Confucius Temple and drink the wind of the Imperial College."

"Do you know the Shandi Institute? Back then, my uncle even wrote an entry and couldn't get in. Now... the Shandi Institute has gone to plant trees and raise pigs..."

"The hydrology institute is even worse. The women go to the beach to escort tourists, and the men work as pimps nearby. They pay fifty for an hour, and they have to pay thirty-five for an hour..."