It’s really hard to guard against!
At this moment, I suddenly felt what it was like for the boss of Shenju to apologize to everyone at the headquarters in front of the viewing group.
The feeling of being cheated by one's subordinates is really more bitter than his mother's Coptis chinensis.
Tu Laoliang chuckled and gave me a look that only I could understand.
You are the one who catches the knife. If you don't get knifed, who will.
Am I trying to trick you? I am training you!
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the thought of piercing Balao Liang's other eye, and slowly turned his head, pretending to be arrogant: "Hello, two bosses."
I wanted to stand up and greet the other person, but in fact my injury forced me to sit down.
When many people on the other side saw how awesome I looked, they all sneered and got angry.
"Boss. Do you have Mr. Qing's phone number?"
"Sorry. I don't have Mr. Qing's phone number."
When these words came out, the other party's expression suddenly changed, and they couldn't help laughing.
At this level, everyone can see that we are fake bosses who pretend to be fat, big liars!
A group of big enemies changed their colors one after another. They were drunk and had murderous anger in their eyes.
Although the other party is a great grievance, he is a proper minority.
They will never be lenient to those who dare to deceive them.
Jiang Cheng took two steps forward and made it clear with a teasing look on his face: "You are the chairman, but you don't have Mr. Qing's number? This doesn't make sense. Could it be that you are all liars?"
When the word "liar" came out, Dong Gongming covered his head and shook even more violently.
Ge Li sat still, flicked his hands, drank two taels of fake Fenjiu in one gulp, and twisted his neck numbly, preparing to start the movie.
The enemies of the other party stood up one after another and surrounded him, all filled with murderous intent.
I remained motionless, picked up a fake cigarette, lit it, and said coldly, "Your so-called Mr. Qing is not qualified to keep my phone book."
Jiang Cheng was stunned and his sneer deepened.
The awesome man called out in a strange tone: "That's right. The chairman is quite awesome. May I ask your name? Can you tell me your name and let us pay our respects?"
I didn't even bother to reply and responded calmly: "My surname is Tong. Master Tong!"
"Child teacher!?"
"I've written it down. May I ask Chairman Tong Shitong, which unit do you work for?"
I gently raised my left hand, tapped the ceiling with my index finger, and said numbly: "My unit. You don't deserve to know."
The awesome man laughed, sneered twice, and suddenly cursed: "You are such a stupid son of a fairy. How dare you pretend to be a swindler in front of me."
"Tongshi? Today I will beat your son into a copper!"
"To the old man..."
Before the next words were finished, a startled and slightly surprised voice sounded at the door of the private room in the dusk: "Child Master!"
"where?"
"Um?"
"Assistant Child!"
"Just wait for me."
Several people appeared at the door. One of them walked in quickly and walked straight up to me: "Assistant Tong. Do you also like Sichuan food?"
The person who came was an elegant young man wearing a suit jacket and coat, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome figure.
"It's me. Secretary Wang. Are you here too?"
The elegant young man standing in front of me is called Wang Pan.
Wang Pan, who picks up little monsters every day.
Wang Pan, the life secretary of great hero Zhang Shiwei!
When he saw Wang Pan, the self-righteous and awesome person thought that Wang Pan and I were on the same team. He kept sneering and yelled: "Hey! They are also playing a serial game. A dripping ball game." I will take you two today..."
Suddenly, Jiang Cheng next to him covered the mouth of the awesome man and pulled him back.
Then he punched the opponent's ribs hard and screamed softly.
That awesome figure looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes were bulging and he was stunned.
Jiang Cheng said a few words in the ear of the awesome figure again. The awesome figure was immediately frightened and his face turned pale.
His bones kept twitching.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the crowd of smiling people standing outside the door, who looked like they were extraordinary, and immediately his feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"Someone from my hometown came to visit Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang arranged to have a meal here."
"You don't have to get up. I know you're hurt."
Wang Pan stood in front of me, bent down, smiled, shook hands with me, and talked to me. He also greeted Brother Haiyeli politely and offered him a cigarette.
When this scene came out, Jiang Cheng and that awesome man were dumbfounded and silent.
When the fat sheep Kaizi on the opposite side saw that Jiang Cheng had become a weak chicken, they immediately understood the rules and stood there, looking like they were regretful and sad.
The Wei in Wang Pan’s mouth is always Zhang Shiwei’s son and the little monster’s grandfather.
Zhang Wei!
Five years ago, Zhang Wei was already a border official with one hand covering the sky, with a purple forehead.
Compared with the previous times when Mr. Zhang said this and that, the Wang Pan whom he met by chance this time was finally less pedantic.
"Mr. Wei is back in Yandu. He wants to treat you to a meal. Just a family banquet. I don't have anything else to do. I just want to ask about you and Yangyang."
Wang hopes that once this person is released to the outside world in the future, he will definitely have a bright future.
If nothing else, just what he said to me is enough to prove it.
Some people live their entire lives without knowing how to deal with others. However, Wang Pan got a feel for my temperament after just getting along with me a few times.
My response was straightforward and simple: "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for the invitation. I am injured and cannot attend the appointment. I will wait until the injury heals."
Logically speaking, I was lucky that Zhang Wei invited me to dinner, but my rejection was unexpected by Wang Pan.
But if these words fall on other people's ears, it will be like thunder rolling from the sky!
"Mr. Wei also heard that you were injured and asked me to bring you some bird's nest and cordyceps. I will send it to you tomorrow. Yangyang hasn't seen you for several days and is a little unhappy. He doesn't want to go out. Mr. Zhang..."
"Mr. Zhang asked me, when can you go back?"
I replied lazily: "Send someone here tomorrow. I can't die yet." Kanshu La
Wang Pan was stunned for a moment, showing a little helplessness, and agreed with a smile.
It's only a matter of time that Little Monster's autism will be cured, but Little Yuyi's aphasia and stuttering will require a long period of adjustment.
I don’t know if I can wait until that day.
I haven't seen Xiao Guyi and the little monster for several days. In my heart, I feel a little worried about these two little ancestors.
After the short conversation ended, the people around him were already horrified.
