"Ma Zhongchao, what's going on with the equipment at the door?"
Ma Zhongchao had five of his teeth knocked out. He endured the severe pain and stammered the whole story.
"Teacher took the appraisal center's property book? As a result, the appraisal center was unable to deliver?"
Ma Zhongchao kept nodding, making gestures and speaking with difficulty.
"The children's teacher also took the house copies of the courtyard house and Fangzhou Farm?"
Ma Zhongchao nodded vigorously, tears streaming down his face from the pain. His face was filled with grievance and resentment.
"How do you know it was the child teacher who took it?"
Hearing this, Ma Zhongchao looked embarrassed, cowered and muttered.
"It goes without saying."
Tang Anjun said in a loud voice: "I prove that the teacher did not take it."
Ma Zhongchao blinked, looking puzzled.
At this moment, a voice came: "I have all the house books."
Behind Tang Anjun, Tu Laoliang silently stepped forward and handed three land certificates and three real estate certificates to Tang Anjun.
"Ma Zhongchao. Are you right?"
Ma Zhongchao's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, revealing infinite surprise.
Taking the house book with both hands, Ma Zhongchao burst out laughing, then covered his face and gasped.
I looked at Tu Laoliang and asked him, why do you need to take out the house book?
Tu Laoliang ignored me at all.
My heart sank, and I felt endless desolation, but it turned into the most painful, painful, frustrating and helpless sigh.
you***!
He couldn't resign despite being forced to do so, the appraisal center couldn't hold on, and Mr. Shi couldn't fulfill his wish.
This miserable life is so damn useless, so damn useless!
Ma Zhongchao is a bastard who sells his land!
At this moment, my mind flashed back to the overwhelming falling rocks I saw when I fell into the Golden River on the night of Dragon Slaying!
These falling stones are the beliefs I learned from the words and deeds of Old Man Cao and Teacher Twelve Heavenly Kings since I was a child!
I have adhered to the faith that has never changed my original intention for more than 20 years...
At this moment, it collapsed!
Countless thoughts popped into my head.
The first one is to leave Yandu and never come back!
The second one is to kill Ma Zhongchao!
"Ma Zhongchao, how much did you sell Fangzhou Appraisal Center for?"
Ma Zhongchao hugged Fang Ben tightly and struggled to smile brightly.
"Trade secrets?! As the Chief Special Agent and First Vice President, I don't have the right to know?"
Ma Zhongchao tilted his head and showed a bitter and flattering smile.
"Okay...trade secrets. Don't ask if you shouldn't."
Tang Anjun smiled obediently: "Ma Zhongchao, you took these three house books to the bank as a mortgage for more than 60 million yuan. Who paid back the money?"
In an instant, Ma Zhongchao's smile condensed, his pupils flashed wildly, his swollen, shiny and reflective pig face turned several times, his mouth was glutinous, but he couldn't even fart out.
Tang Anjun was always benevolent and righteous, and he always spoke only to the point.
He smiled and looked at Ma Zhongchao, who was extremely embarrassed, and stopped asking. He turned around and said, "Mr. Han, where has this matter come to?"
Han Ming smiled and nodded: "The Tianjia Army Yingzhou Pavilion has been registered."
"Headquarters has agreed in principle."
Tang Anjun hummed quietly, reached out and took out his cell phone to answer the call.
Ma Zhongchao suddenly let out a sigh of relief, gave me a hateful look, and looked at Su Guorong.
The latter smiled lightly and looked at me coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
After half a minute, Tang Anjun put down the phone.
Ma Zhongchao offered the cigarettes and lit the fire: "Mr. Tang, come here..."
"Come to see the child teacher."
Suddenly, Tang Anjun's expression changed, he took a closer look and said, "Ma Zhongchao, your cigarettes are pretty good. I can't afford to smoke even if I spend all my salary on cigarettes."
Ma Zhongchao was embarrassed and explained with a smile: "We entertain you normally... I also want to solve this mess in Fangzhou as soon as possible..."
Tang Anjun looked at the big golden sword on Ma Zhongchao's wrist, then slowly moved it to Ma Zhongchao's face, showing a deep sneer, and whispered softly: "For the past eight years, Fangzhou has had you as the ninth sword holder... "
"I know that you, Ma Zhongchao, are sewing."
Ma Zhongchao was immediately flattered. He shrank his head and neck and waved his hands: "Wei weiwei..."
Tang Anjun stopped Ma Zhongchao: "In these years, you have worked hard without any merit..."
Upon hearing these words, Ma Zhongchao immediately felt extremely sad and solemn, his facial features were distorted, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Looking at Ma Zhongchao's appearance, Tang Anjun showed a hint of disgust and helplessness, and Mansheng said: "From today on, you don't have to work hard anymore."
Ma Zhongchao suddenly became excited and trembled, revealing a smile that was even uglier than crying.
Suddenly, Ma Zhongchao blinked, his smile condensed, and he looked at Tang Anjun blankly.
At this moment, Tang Anjun said with a smile: "Ma Zhongchao, I have good news for you."
"Your transfer order has been issued. Go to the headquarters union."
Hearing this, Ma Zhongchao was first stunned, then shocked, and then his whole body became hairy, his hair stood on end, revealing an impossible color.
"Work, work, work, work..."
"Yes! Union!"
Ma Zhongchao was immediately dumbfounded, then became numb, and finally cried again: "Mr. Tang, you didn't follow me, I'm just joking."
"I'm not going to go to the back..."
"I don't know about that. I'm only responsible for conveying it."
Tang Anjun responded indifferently and tilted his head slightly.
Ma Zhongchao instinctively looked out the door!
With the excitement, Ma Zhongchao straightened his body, forgetting his pain and stepped forward quickly with both hands outstretched.
"Brother Chao is here to welcome you, distinguished guest, distinguished guest, I will say, early in the morning, magpie, magpie..."
The person who came was Zhang Chaoge, the chief logistics manager.
But now Zhang Chaoge is not the logistics manager, but the headquarter’s personnel coordinator appointed by Wang Peng!
This position is much more powerful than the logistics manager.
Zhang Chaoge rejected the cigarettes offered by Ma Zhongchao with one hand and said in an indifferent tone: "Mr. Ma, this is your transfer order. Please report to the personnel department within the specified time."
The moment he got the transfer order, Ma Zhongchao's mentality immediately collapsed, and his whole body broke apart.
Zhang Chaoge, however, ignored Ma Jianren's mood and expression at all and continued to say coldly: "Mr. Ma, please come to the headquarters to complete the work delivery within 48 hours."
Upon hearing this, Ma Zhongchao's three souls and six souls flew out of his body, and all his energy was drained.
Ma Zhongchao’s final destination turned out to be to go to the labor union to retire...
Such an ending was not something Ma Zhongchao could not have expected, even I did not expect it.
