Celestial Employee Chapter 31: The rough man-35th

"Haha, I'll call you Xiaobai from now on." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help laughing when he thought of taking a cat like this as a kid.

But when he saw the glass bottle in his hand, Zhao Lingjun couldn't laugh.

The three blue pills in the glass bottle exude a soft luster.

"This little cat took one of this pill and it became so powerful, what would happen if I took one of this pill?" Such a thought suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's mind.

*

No matter what kind of man he is, he has a desire to become a hero in his bones.

The three small blue pills in the bottle are indescribable to Zhao Lingjun.

If a person's strength can be as large as a few Tysons in one punch, then it will be difficult for this man to be underdeveloped and to become a hero.

Zhao Lingjun is a normal man, and of course Zhao Lingjun also wants to be a hero who is admired by thousands of people.

But Zhao Lingjun felt that he was really embarrassed now.

"If this medicine is only a medicine that was specially studied for animals in ancient times, maybe this medicine is just for turning ordinary animals into war machines? Maybe this medicine is just a small cat. It’s okay for dogs to eat, but people may have problems after taking it? Maybe after taking this medicine, there will be big sequelae, maybe it will be premature, and it will not stand up. Soon or something. In case I ate it and died of poison, wouldn’t I not be able to see Wu Xiaoye? If I ate it, I would turn into blue eyes too, frightening Wu Xiaoye. What to do?

Zhao Lingjun felt like lying in front of him as a naked beauty who was a hundred times more beautiful than Kim Hee Sun, and that beauty not only had her white and delicate, unusually tall buttocks, she put out something that any man would In an impulsive posture, with his own fingers in his hands, he exhales like a blue, and says like a moan, "Ah..., hurry up, come in, I want you."

Zhao Lingjun wanted to take off his clothes like flying, and then stood up and fought against this fairy who could make any man ecstatic for hundreds of rounds.

But beside the beauty's towering snow-white delicate butt, there was a big sign with this word on it. "Your chance of getting AIDS is 50%."

"Safety first." Zhao Lingjun felt that his sadness was about to explode. But after hesitating for a long time, Zhao Lingjun made the decision not to take those blue pills first.

"It will take two days to see if Xiaobai has any adverse reactions before making a decision." Zhao Lingjun thought as he squeezed the glass bottle into his bag. "Anyway, it's not in a hurry. Anyway, I also have a cat like this incomparable. Even if I don't take this pill, it will not be difficult to develop, so don't rush to take this risk."

Though I think so, Zhao Lingjun still felt as sad as he was cut off when he stuffed this glass bottle into his bag.

So after just lying on the bed for a few minutes, Zhao Lingjun felt that it was very inappropriate to put all the medicine in the bag.

"In case this glass bottle falls or is touched by someone. Isn't it a big loss for yourself?"

After thinking about it, Zhao Lingjun quickly turned over from the bed again, rummaged through the cabinets and found two glass vials. The three blue pills are packed separately.

Zhao Lingjun first put two of the glass bottles in his bedside table and closet. As for the other bottle, Zhao Lingjun was still preparing to put it in his bag.

"As long as I am not at home and I am stolen outside, these pills will never disappear. And even if my home is stolen, I put it in two places, and at least one of these two pills will remain One grain."

Zhao Lingjun thought this should be foolproof, so when he put the last glass bottle in his bag, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Zhao Lingjun saw a bundle of bamboo pieces lying in his bag.

Zhao Lingjun just remembered that when he went out in the morning, he took this bundle of bamboo slices, originally wanted to go to the company to check it online, and then compare to see if there is any kind of text that is the same as the one carved on it . But I was scared by Zhang Changsheng and the others, they rushed to the hospital and forgot about it.

"This pill is so powerful. These bamboo chips are definitely not ordinary things." Maybe there is a record of the origin and function of this pill. ""As soon as Zhao Lingjun saw this bundle of bamboo pieces, he couldn't help patting his thigh.

Zhao Lingjun wished he would grow wings and fly to a company or an Internet cafe, and then go to the Internet to check if there is any information about such text.

But when Zhao Lingjun patted his thigh, a heart-piercing pain swept through like a flash flood.

"I*."

Suddenly Zhao Lingjun remembered that his current situation was as miserable as if he had been hit by a seven-stroke punch.

*

"Did the sun come out from the east today. Why did you get up so early today?"

In the morning of the next day, Zhang Changsheng felt that he had gotten up very early. However, when I walked to the station, I saw that Zhao Lingjun was already waiting at the station.

"Is it because you took a day off yesterday, and your heart is upset?" Xiao Ping, who followed Zhang Changsheng, teased Zhao Lingjun.

"Inner anxiety? Give me such a little salary. I work hard every day. If I ask for a day off, I will be uneasy?" Zhao Lingjun sneered and thought: MLGBD, if I were not excited to fall asleep this morning, I would like to find something to go. The company checks the information, will I get up so early?

"Then why did you get up so early?" Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "You have never been so early in the past six months. By the way, how did you go to the hospital yesterday. It's okay."

"I slept too much yesterday, I couldn't sleep today." The mention of Zhao Lingjun went to the hospital and became depressed again. "It's nothing, but the tetanus vaccination is too delicious. My **** still hurts when I wake up this morning."

"Haha." Zhang Changsheng and others couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing about. You idiots, innocent guys." Zhao Lingjun was stunned by the expressions of these people.

"Hush, be civilized." Zhang Changsheng winked at Zhao Lingjun.

"Civilized you are tall."

"The lover of your dreams is here."

"Come on, don't use her to scare me." Zhao Lingjun said loudly. "Do you think this can deceive me? Every time you use this trick, is there any creativity? You bitches. Besides, what's wrong with me being uncivilized? Maybe Wu Xiaoye likes to be rougher What about men?"

But after Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, he found that all the people around him stopped talking, and they all looked at him with a smile.

Zhao Lingjun vaguely felt a little bad.

Then Zhao Lingjun turned his head and saw Wu Xiaoye standing quietly not far behind him. His slightly pale face was full of blush.

Chapter 32 of the main text, Zhao Lingjun, the company's No. 2 beauty, didn't know when Wu Xiaoye came, but Wu Xiaoye stood behind him in such a real way.

Zhao Lingjun was silly at once.

Wu Xiaoye Bingshan's reputation in the company is outstanding. So all the people present were suffocating and preparing to watch the show.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

Zhao Lingjun just said so loudly that people from ten meters away can hear it, but Wu Xiaoye pretended not to hear anything.

Furthermore, Wu Xiaoye smiled at Zhao Lingjun, and asked quietly. "I heard that your foot hurt yesterday, so I took time off and went to the hospital. Is there anything wrong?"

All the people present almost thumped, and all collapsed to the ground.

The beauty of the iceberg, Wu Xiaoye, who never took the initiative to talk to people, actually took the initiative to talk to Zhao Lingjun, and seemed to care about his appearance. Everyone present felt that what happened today is really amazing.

Jun Zhao Ling only felt that great happiness was pressing on him like a mountain, and for a while, Jun Zhao Ling was very excited and almost speechless.

"No...I didn't.... Nothing." It took Zhao Lingjun a lot of effort to utter a complete sentence.

"Nothing is fine." Wu Xiaoye's long black and soft hair danced quietly in the morning breeze, and Wu Xiaoye's black eyes made Zhao Lingjun feel dizzy.

*

"I didn't feel anything wrong yesterday, right." "No...No."

"MLGBD, are you abnormal? Are you watching too many movies in your island country in the past two days, and your psychology and physiology are not normal." In the office of the R&D department, Zhao Lingjun looked depressed while studying Zhang Changsheng, who was talking to Wu Xiaoye, wanted to rush to kill Zhang Changsheng alive. But the pain on the feet and buttocks always reminded Zhao Lingjun that if he wanted to kill Zhang Changsheng at this time, he might be subjected to Zhang Changsheng's murderous hand.

At this time, Zhao Lingjun regretted not bringing Xiaobai to the company to give this perverted guy a paw.

"Haha, your performance is too bad. Isn't it just asking you to say something, or calling you to open the room? Do you need to be so nervous?" Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and felt so depressed and helpless. The appearance of the smile is about to cramp. "You really lost our R&D department."

"But it seems that Wu Xiaoye really means something to you." After smiling, Zhang Changsheng said to Zhang Changsheng with a little jealousy. "It's hard for others to talk to her, but she actually took the initiative to ask you warmly, and she didn't just ask you again. I can't see how you attract her. Is it really the first to get the moon? Or did you do it to her? What hurts the world?"

"Be your head." Zhao Lingjun said to Zhang Changsheng. "I'm a good socialist young man with five talks, four beauties and three loves. Don't think that I am just like you, full of dirty thoughts."

"You are a good socialist young man, so I am full of dirty thoughts?" Zhang Changsheng laughed hehe when he heard this, and said. "I don't know who saw me have a great movie last time, and even asked me to share it."

"Dingling bell..." When Zhao Lingjun was about to grab a book on the table and smash the guy in front of him, the office phone rang.

"Hurry up and answer your call. There is so much nonsense." Zhao Lingjun said to Zhang Changsheng happily. "Maybe it's the thorny problem that the customer relationship group has encountered. They need to seek on-site technical support."

"*, close your crow's mouth." Zhang Changsheng said to Zhao Lingjun as he picked up the microphone. "I won't just say a few words from you, you curse me to let me go to the on-site technical support, you are too poisonous."

Zhao Lingjun smiled and stopped talking. But Zhao Lingjun's heart was dark and refreshing.

Others may not know what on-site technical support is like, but Zhao Lingjun is very clear.

Usually when a customer encounters a major problem, the equipment cannot operate normally, and the customer service department cannot solve it, they will call the designer of the R&D department to assist in the process.

The problems that the customer service department can't handle are generally very tricky. Most customers will certainly not give the on-site personnel a good look because the equipment is abnormal.

Moreover, the working environment of the production site is much worse than that of the office, especially in such hot weather to go to the site for maintenance is simply a crime.

So this kind of technical support is generally thankless. Zhang Changsheng’s worst time was when he and a guy in the customer service department were detained by the customer for a week. He even stayed in the workshop for food and accommodation. Until the problem was eliminated, Zhang Changsheng was almost out of shape when he returned.

So Zhang Changsheng's expression changed when he mentioned on-site technical support.

However, within a few seconds after answering the phone, Zhang Changsheng's face turned from cloudy to clear.

"I'm looking for you." Zhang Changsheng handed the microphone to Zhao Lingjun.

"Looking for me?" Zhao Lingjun picked up the phone suspiciously. Because Zhao Lingjun hasn't been working for a long time, and now he is basically fighting, so in the company, basically few people call Zhao Lingjun.

"Hello?"

"Is it Zhao Lingjun?"

"It's me." Zhao Lingjun asked. "Who are you."

"You can't tell who I am." A voice said angrily. "I am the receptionist of Meng Xue."

"It turned out to be Sister Xue." Zhao Lingjun shouted into the microphone very numbly, "Why do you want to call me now."

At this time, Zhao Lingjun also heard that it was Meng Xue, the receptionist of the company who called him.

Meng Xue is the second beauty recognized by the company.

If the average beauty wears company uniforms, they will not look particularly good-looking.

But Meng Xue is an exception.

It is said that every normal man working in this building, as long as he thinks of the word uniform temptation, the first thing he thinks of is Meng Xue.

The appearance of Meng Xue with a snow complexion in a company uniform can make any man have the urge to commit a crime. But even if every man in the company had such an impulse in his heart, no one would dare to take advantage of Meng Xue's advantage.

Because Meng Xuefei is the boss’s distant cousin, and Meng Xue is from Chengdu, not only her appearance, but her temper is also very hot.

So in this company, Meng Xue has always been the only part of bullying others, and no one has bullied Meng Xue. Therefore, in addition to subduing beautiful women, Meng Xue has the nickname of a little witch in the company. However, although Meng Xue is hot, her relationship with Zhao Lingjun is pretty good.

Because Meng Xue is one year older than Zhao Lingjun, so as long as Zhao Lingjun makes two calls from Sister Xue, Meng Xue will be as happy as a flower. Sometimes he took out some of his own snacks and threw it to Zhao Lingjun.

But I didn't expect Meng Xue to know what medicine he took wrong today. When Ms. Xue called Zhao Lingjun, Meng Xue on the other end of the phone snorted coldly. "Sister, sister, am I really that old?"

"What's the matter. What are you?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure out why Meng Xue seemed to have changed.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xue sneered, and said: "I haven't seen you in a day, you're so lucky."

"What's my breath?" Zhao Lingjun was even more confused.

"You come to the front desk, someone is looking for you." Meng Xue clicked and hung up the phone before Zhao Lingjun could say anything. She seemed to be lazy to talk to Zhao Lingjun anymore.

"What is going on today?"

Zhao Lingjun really can't figure out how to offend the company's little witch today.

*

"Snow..."

When Zhao Lingjun limped, but rushed to the front desk of the company as quickly as possible, he originally wanted to shout to Meng Xue with a smile on his face.

Because although I don't know why Meng Xue seemed to be angry with herself, but Zhao Lingjun felt that after she shouted so numbly, Meng Xue would not be angry anymore.

But when Zhao Lingjun heard Sister Xue, she only yelled halfway, and then directly suffocated.

*

A pretty pretty girl, standing in front of the company's front desk, opposite Meng Xue. And Meng Xue was looking at this pretty beauty with cold eyes.

The thirty-third chapter of the main text, the peach blossom luck? "Why are you here?" Zhao Lingjun said joyfully, looking at the beauty not far in front of Meng Xue.

This pretty beauty is actually Lin Qianxun whom Zhao Lingjun met in the hospital yesterday.

"Hehe, I came out to do something today, just passing by your company, so I came to see you." Lin Qianxun said while looking at Zhao Lingjun with a smile.

Lin Qianxun smiled at Zhao Lingjun, and Zhao Lingjun felt that he was hot all over, and he almost blurted out the words "My dear".

Today Lin Qianxun didn't wear the same white coat as yesterday, but today Lin Qianxun is more lethal for Zhao Lingjun.

A pale yellow high-neck, tight-fitting stretch short sleeves and a pair of low-waisted jeans outline a perfect figure with bumps.

When looking at Lin Qianxun's fresh and refined face, Zhao Lingjun felt that until today he finally understood what is the perfect combination of an angel's face and a devil's figure.

After taking two deep breaths and abruptly pulling his gaze away from Lin Qianxun's body, Zhao Lingjun finally relieved his breath.

"You...?" Zhao Lingjun was about to ask Lin Qianxun, how did you know that I worked in this company. But Jun Zhao Ling said the word "you". There was a sound of footsteps behind Zhao Lingjun, as if a group of people rushed out with excitement. And those people were talking while walking.

"Really there are beauties?" "Definitely super beauties, I saw when Xiao Zhang from the sales department just came in..."

"If you dare to deceive us, we will throw you downstairs."

But such a voice stopped not far behind Zhao Lingjun.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun turned his head, he saw Zhang Changsheng, Lin Yiren, and Xiao Ping open their mouths in surprise, their eyes widened, and they looked at him as if they were animals.

Lin Qianxun's face turned red when he saw so many people crashing in front of him.

"..." Zhao Lingjun didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, Zhao Lingjun heard a cold snort.

This cold snort was made by Meng Xue. As soon as Zhao Lingjun turned his head, he saw Meng Xue staring at herself with a cold face.

"Don't you all have to go to work?" Then Zhao Lingjun saw Meng Xue staring at the group of people behind him and said.

Zhao Lingjun only felt a burst of murderous aura spreading, and felt that the temperature around him had dropped a few degrees instantly.

"Oh, we just came out to go to the toilet. Just passing by here."

The group of people behind Zhao Lingjun spoke shamelessly, and then hulled away.

"Sorry." Zhao Lingjun blushed and said to Lin Qianxun. "This group of people in our company usually joke, but they have nothing malicious."

"En." Lin Qianxun nodded in red, and handed a paper bag and plastic bag to Zhao Lingjun.

"This is?" Zhao Lingjun stupidly took what Lin Qianxun was holding.

"In the paper bag is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I personally made, and in the plastic bag is the cat food I bought for the little white cat." Lin Qianxun looked at Zhao Lingjun with a slightly shy expression, "That one Little white cat is okay."

"It." When Lin Qianxun asked Xiao Bai, Zhao Lingjun became more natural. "It's good, I can eat and drink, and I'm very obedient."

"Hehe, take it to see me when you have time." Lin Qianxun said blushing.

"Okay, no problem." Zhao Lingjun said happily.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Lingjun heard Meng Xue's two coughs.

"Then...then I won't disturb you at work. I'll leave first, and then contact me." Lin Qianxun also felt that the atmosphere seemed a bit wrong at this time.

"Okay. I'll take Xiaobai to see you next time."

"Xiao Bai? Ha ha." After Lin Qianxun was taken aback, he realized that Xiao Bai was the cat that Zhao Lingjun said, and couldn't help laughing.

*

"What? Are you going to have a kiss goodbye or something?" Meng Xue looked reluctant after Zhao Lingjun sent Lin Qianxun into the elevator, so the fire wouldn't strike.

"Sister Xue. What's wrong with you." Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue's cold and frosty look strangely, and he had begun to wonder if Meng Xue had just arrived in the past two days. How else would it look as if everyone owed her five million.

"Who is your sister. Don't call it so affectionate." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun coldly and said: "I didn't expect you to have a hand, you can even catch such a beautiful woman."

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Lingjun was blushing when Meng Xue said. "She and I are just ordinary friends."

"Ordinary friends?" Meng Xue was startled, but immediately said angrily. "You treat me as a fool. Ordinary friends, she will come to the company to find you, and what else will she bring you to make?"

"Really, I only met her yesterday." Zhao Lingjun said. "She is the doctor in the hospital I went to see yesterday."

"Really?" Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun suspiciously, but her face looked much better. "Then what is the kitten she told you about?"

"Oh, that kitten, it's a stray cat from her hospital." Zhao Lingjun explained to Meng Xue. "Yesterday I went to her hospital to see a doctor and brought that kitten back to raise it."

"Oh, I don't see that you are sympathetic." The cold expression on Meng Xue's face slowly thawed. "Then where did you put that kitten now?"

"Leave my dormitory." Zhao Lingjun said strangely. "Could I still bring it to work."

"Haha, what do you do if it pee and pee on your bed." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun, and laughed suddenly.

"Uh." Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue who suddenly melted and smiled tremblingly. He couldn't help but sigh. A woman is really a strange animal. Not only did she have a cold expression, but now she is The ice and snow melted and the spring flowers bloomed.

"It will be the weekend in two days. You can take me to your dormitory to see that kitten." After smiling, Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.

"Ah..., do you want to watch kittens too?" Zhao Lingjun didn't want to understand why the Xiaobai he picked was so popular.

"Why, not welcome?"

"Welcome, welcome." Zhao Lingjun saw Meng Xueliu's eyebrows raised, and he seemed to be angry again, so he said immediately.

"It's almost the same. That's it. I'll go to your place to see that kitten this weekend. Don't hug it and run around." Meng Xue said as she watched deeply. Zhao Lingjun glanced.

"Okay." Zhao Lingjun reluctantly agreed to Meng Xue.

*

A living beauty is about to enter her room.

But when Zhao Lingjun thought of this on the way back to the office, he didn't feel the slightest complacency.

Because Meng Xue is recognized by the company as a beauty who can be seen but not touched. What's more, his room is next to Wu Xiaoye, if Wu Xiaoye misunderstands herself and Meng Xue...

When I think of this, Zhao Lingjun is in a cold sweat.

*

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Zhao Lingjun opened the door of the office, he was shocked.

In the usual office like Shimizu Yamen, N people were actually crowded. And these N people all looked at themselves from top to bottom with the eyes of Martians.

Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but looked at the zipper on his pants again. But there was no problem with the zipper on his pants.

"The MM just came to you?" A group of people did not answer Zhao Lingjun's question, but asked Zhao Lingjun instead.

"Yes." Zhao Lingjun said as he walked to his seat. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you?" A group of people looked at Zhao Lingjun with grief and indignation. "Before we thought you were a very honest person. I didn't expect that you, you guy, would actually step on two boats. People MM came to the company to find you. What else can you say?"

"I and her are ordinary friends." Zhao Lingjun also lazily explained to this group of people, saying, "What should you do? Don't mess with me here."

"Ordinary friends, ghosts believe." A group of people looked at Zhao Lingjun, with an expression on their faces that I was not two hundred and five.

"Whatever you think." Zhao Lingjun began to crackle typing on the computer, and he didn't want to care about the group of people.

"Ah, it's pretty awesome." A group of people looked at each other and said. "Then let's go."

"It's easy to go, don't give it away." Zhao Lingjun said to the group without raising his head.

"Well, let's talk to Wu Xiaoye." A group of people said as they walked outside.

With a click, Zhao Lingjun fell from his chair.

*

It took N minutes to explain the relationship between myself and Lin Qianxun, and after making a salary, I would like to ask everyone to have a big meal. Xiao Ping, Lin Yiren and others agreed not to go to Wu Xiaoye to frame Zhongliang.

When watching these beast-like guys leave contentedly, Jun Zhao Ling was almost crying.

But Zhao Lingjun was not doing well, but instead saw Zhang Changsheng sighing while taking a small mirror to take a picture over there.

"You sighed early in the morning." Zhao Lingjun asked Zhang Changsheng very strangely.

"You said that I am obviously more handsome than you, and my salary is much higher than yours. Why did such a MM come to you instead of me?" Zhang Changsheng touched his beard , Said depressed. "Why don't I have some peach blossom luck?"

"I*..." Zhao Lingjun was in a violent cold and almost fell off his chair again.

After a long time, Zhao Lingjun stabilized his mind and decided to ignore this perverted guy anymore, and concentrate on searching the Internet for clues about the words on the bamboo.

Chapter 34 of the main text, go online in Qilixiang, the Internet can give you everything you want, Zhao Lingjun remembers an advertisement saying that.

It is said that the Internet has the magical power to turn a pig into a prince charming and a dinosaur into a super beautiful woman. Can guide the trend of an era. I am afraid that even the most powerful wizard in history could not do this.

Although after busying for a long time and comparing N kinds of ancient characters, Zhao Lingjun did not find the relevant information about the characters on the bamboo slices. But with the belief in the omnipotence of the Internet, Zhao Lingjun did not give up easily, and finally found an ancient literature research group in Qilixiang on a web page.

Zhao Lingjun is no stranger to Qilixiang.

Qili Lane is not actually a small alley. It was said that it was a second-hand market invested by a guy named Jay Chou. Later, due to poor management, it was sold to a Zhejiang merchant to make a gold and antique trading market. Because it is not far from Zhao Lingjun's company, Zhao Lingjun also visited that place when he first came to the company. However, there seemed to be more fakes than genuine ones, and Zhao Lingjun didn't have much money to buy these gadgets, so Zhao Lingjun never went there again after turning around. Zhao Lingjun also didn't notice that there was actually an ancient literature research group there.

The journey from the company to Qilixiang was only ten dollars, Zhao Lingjun only thought for a few seconds before making a decision.

Compared with the company’s monthly bonus, it’s not attractive at all compared to the interpretation of the content on the scroll.

So after eating at the company, Zhao Lingjun hiccuped and said directly to Zhang Changsheng who was napping in the chair: "Boss, please ask me for a leave in the afternoon. I have something to go out."

"No, you." Zhang Changsheng was about to fall asleep. Hearing what Zhao Lingjun said, he immediately became sober. "You just asked for leave yesterday, and you asked again today. You don't know about Hao Meili's methods. Don't you want to take the monthly prize this month."

"She buckles as you wish." Zhao Lingjun said to Zhang Changsheng as he packed his things. "It's only a few hundred dollars anyway, I don't care anymore."

"A few hundred yuan anyway?" Zhang Changsheng was stunned for a moment. When he wanted to talk to Zhao Lingjun again, he only saw Zhao Lingjun carrying the bag from the back.

"The tone of this guy is so big now. I don't even care about the monthly award." Zhang Changsheng finally came to a conclusion after thinking about it for a long time. "This guy must have gone to a tryst with the MM who came in the morning. But this guy is too wretched. He actually asked for leave in the afternoon and had to have dinner at the company before leaving."

*

"What, are you going to ask for leave in the afternoon? Are you going to go on a date with the little nurse who came in the morning?"

When Zhao Lingjun secretly wanted to take advantage of the noon break and wanted to sneak out of the company, he was caught by Meng Xue at the front desk. Meng Xue's first reaction coincided with Zhang Changsheng's view.

"She is not a little nurse, but an internist." Zhao Lingjun just said this, and realized that he had made a big mistake.

Because Zhao Lingjun saw a layer of frost on Meng Xue's face.

"No, no, don't get me wrong." Zhao Lingjun saw that Meng Xue had changed again, and immediately explained. "I went out in the afternoon to do errands, not to go on a date with her."

"Really?" Hearing what Zhao Lingjun said, there were signs of thawing on the cold face. "You didn't lie to me?"

"Of course I didn't lie to you." Zhao Lingjun said with a wry smile. "Even if I eat the leopard, I dare not lie to you."

"Then what are you going out for?" A smile appeared on Meng Xue's face.

"I..." Zhao Lingjun hesitated a bit, not knowing what to say to Meng Xue.

"Well, Mr. Zhao Ling, you have learned to lie." Meng Xue's expression changed when he saw Mr. Zhao Ling's hesitation.

"How can I lie to you, I just want to go to Qilixiang." Zhao Lingjun was anxious.

The pig can jump over the wall when he is in a hurry. When Zhao Lingjun is in a hurry, his inspiration suddenly broke out: "I have a friend who heard that there is an ancient literature research group in Qilixiang, and he happened to have a scroll in his hand that carved ancient characters he didn't recognize I sent the bamboo piece specially for me to take to see if anyone recognizes the text on the bamboo piece."

"Really?" Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun suspiciously. "You didn't lie to me?"

"I promise in the name of I, I'm telling the truth." Zhao Lingjun said shamelessly.

"I don't believe it." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun, pursing her lips and smiling.

Zhao Lingjun almost fell down: "Then how can you trust me. Isn't the name you want enough? You want me to add the name of Uncle Lei Feng?"

"Haha." Meng Xue smiled and said to Zhao Lingjun. "You wait for me here, I will believe you."

"Wait for you here?" Zhao Lingjun was a little dizzy, unable to figure out what plane Meng Xue was going to use.

"Well, before I come back, you are not allowed to sneak away, otherwise, don't let me see you in the future." Meng Xue waved his hand at Zhao Lingjun, pretending to have a vicious expression. "How about I see you once and squash you once."

After finishing talking, Meng Xue ran into the company chokingly, and after a short while. Zhao Lingjun saw Meng Xue running back again and began to clean up the things on his desk.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue stupidly.

"I also asked for leave this afternoon." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and said with a smile.

"You also asked for leave, are you doing something too?" Zhao Lingjun didn't react for a while.

Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled, did not answer Zhao Lingjun’s question, but said to Zhao Lingjun, "Let’s go."

"Go? Us?"

"Yeah, aren't you going to Qilixiang?"

"Yes, but you?"

"I will accompany you to Qili Alley, too." Meng Xue smiled playfully at Zhao Lingjun, "How else would I know if you really went on a date with that little doctor?"

"..." Seeing Meng Xue's smug expression, Zhao Lingjun almost fainted to the ground.

*

"This handsome guy, may I ask where is Qili Alley."

As soon as Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue got off the taxi, they walked a few steps before they heard someone ask.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun turned his head, he saw four people carrying big and small bags, like auto mechanics, standing beside him.

Meng Xue turned around and saw these four guys, and almost laughed out loud.

Zhao Lingjun also took two deep breaths before he stopped laughing.

The one who asked Zhao Lingjun was a fat man with a kind smile, who looked like Maitreya Buddha. And standing next to this fat man was a thin man like a bamboo pole. And beside the thin man, there was another short man who seemed to be less than 1.5 meters. And beside the short man who was less than 1.5 meters tall, there was a tall man who was more than 1.8 meters tall.

If you see one of the four people alone, maybe Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue will not feel funny, but the presence of these four people at the same time is really too comical.

What made Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue even more funny is that these four people actually wear a pair of sunglasses that cover half of their faces.

"Isn't that the Qili Alley?" After Zhao Lingjun managed to hold back his smile, he clicked on a spot that was 50 meters away and was full of shops. There was a rusty iron sign erected there. Above, Long Feifengwu wrote three words "Qilixiang."

"It's here, it seems we didn't find the wrong place." The fat man who always seemed to smile at Mimi said to a thin man who looked like a bamboo beside him.

"Where are you from?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that the accents of these people were familiar.

"We are from Wuxi." The fat man like Maitreya Buddha said to Zhao Lingjun.

"What a coincidence?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the fat man in surprise. "I am also from Wuxi."

"Really." The fat guy and the group of four seemed surprised.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers here." Zhao Lingjun said to the fat man and them happily. "It just so happens that I want to go to Qilixiang. Let's go together."

"Okay. Go." The fat man said as he walked and looked at Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue beside Zhao Lingjun. "Your girlfriend is very beautiful."

The faces of Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue blushed.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Zhao Lingjun immediately changed the subject.

"Oh, let's do some business." Fatty waited for the four people and said with a smile at Zhao Lingjun.

"Oh, so you are the bosses of this business. I thought you were cross talk actors." When they said that, the group had already walked into Qilixiang. Zhao Lingjun said to these four people. "Then I won't prevent you from getting rich. I will also do something first."

"Okay, green hills are always there, green waters are always flowing, then we will have a period of time later." The fat man and his party of four said to Zhao Lingjun, arching their hands.

*

"Your fellow villagers are really interesting." Watching the four people look around at some stalls not far away, Meng Xue couldn't help but smile at Zhao Lingjun. "The green hills are always there, and the green waters are always flowing. I doubt if they are the Seven Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River."

"Leave them alone." Zhao Lingjun looked left and right depressed. "Where is that ancient Chinese research society?"

Qili Lane is not very big, so it took less than ten minutes for Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue to circulate the entire Qili Lane. But after turning around again, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue didn't see any ancient literature research group.

"It's fine if you can't find it." Meng Xue smiled charmingly at Zhao Lingjun, ran directly to a stall, and asked the stall owner in a seductive voice, "Brother, please ask here Is there an ancient Chinese research group?"

"Ancient Chinese Research Association?" The middle-aged man who set up the street stall was flew away by Meng Xue's scream. After a long time, the middle-aged man set up the street stall hesitatingly extended his finger and nodded Zhao Lingjun. Behind Meng Xue. "You are talking about that place, right."

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue looked along the direction of the middle-aged man's finger.

I only saw a dilapidated two-story building with a mottled color hanging on the doorway, and it was almost impossible to tell what color it was. But the words above are quite clear.

"Ancient Cultural Relics Research Association?" Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were both dumbfounded.

"What is your friend. Even the Ancient Cultural Relics Research Association can see the Chacheng Ancient Chinese Research Association." A moment later, Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun angrily and funny. "Is he a head made of wood."

"I..." Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue, and wanted to find a pit to bury the guy who said the Internet is omnipotent.

The thirty-fifth chapter of the text, the four big bandits, "Okay, your friend made a mistake, what should I do now." Meng Xue's flashy eyes looked at Zhao Lingjun. "Obviously there is no ancient literary seminar here. You can't help your friends. Or, would you take me to your dormitory in the afternoon to see your kitten?"

"Since it is the Research Institute of Ancient Cultural Relics, maybe someone understands ancient characters." Zhao Lingjun was obviously anxious, and he directly rejected Meng Xue's tempting proposal.

However, Meng Xue was not angry this time. Instead, she smiled and said, "Okay, let's go up and see if there are any abnormal characters in this ancient cultural relics research institute."

*

"Robbery, robbery. The man stands on the left, the woman stands on the right, and the ladyboy stands in the middle."

Just as Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were about to try their luck at the ancient cultural relics research association, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue heard such a shout.

When Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue looked at them, they saw the four guys who looked like crosstalk actors. They didn’t know when they all put on a long silk stockings. They didn’t even see their faces. In his hands, they all held black and sudden guns of different lengths, with a vicious look.

The original noisy square suddenly fell into a dead silence, and everyone seemed to be petrified in an instant. They stopped their movements and stared blankly at the four who were wearing sunglasses, but now they are wearing sunglasses. Guy in stockings.

Then there was a burst of laughter.

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue couldn't help but smile at each other. How could it be possible to rob a trading market with so many people in broad daylight?

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue couldn't help but wanted to step forward and ask these four people if they were called by a certain boss to perform a cross talk, or something, to make the atmosphere.

When Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were thinking this way, someone could not help but step forward and ask for Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue.

"Haha, who are you guys calling for acting? Are the silk stockings on your heads? Are they used by women, or are they brand new?" The middle-aged man who walked forward and asked the four , It was the stall owner who had just asked about the Ancient Chinese Research Association.

The stall owner seemed to be stunned by the appearance of these four tall, short, fat and thin guys. When asked, he couldn’t help stepping forward to touch the gun in the hand of the fat guy. , To see if it is true.

"Haha." There was another burst of laughter among the onlookers.

"Haha." The fat man at the head also smiled at the middle-aged man, did not answer his question, but did not stop the middle-aged man from touching his gun.

"Your prop gun is really made." The middle-aged man touched the gun in the fat man's hand, a little strange.

"Really." The fat man laughed, and suddenly pulled the gun out of the middle-aged man's hand, then pulled the trigger toward the middle-aged man's thigh.

"Yes, where did you buy it...ah~~~~."

Before the middle-aged man finished his sentence, all the people present heard a loud bang from the gun in the fat man’s hand, and the middle-aged man was like being hit by a huge hammer on his leg. After a while, he stepped back and fell down, and then everyone saw a fountain of blood coming out of the middle-aged man's leg.

The middle-aged man only had time to let out a scream like a pig, even before he could cover his leg, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Everyone, including Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue, was stunned.

"Hehe, who else wants to try our gun, is it real?" The fat man with stockings on his head was still smiling, but at this time, none of the people present felt the four Personally ridiculous.

A few seconds later, a few women first uttered a few screams, which were worse than Hao Meili's screams that day.

And all the people at the scene awoke from these screams.

"Unexpectedly, these people are really robbers." Such thoughts just flashed in the minds of Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue. The entire Qili Alley was like a pan frying, all of a sudden.

After making a screaming scream, several women screamed like a firetruck pulling an alarm and ran to the gate of Qilixiang.

And many people thought of the police at the same time. But before these people had time to take out their mobile phones, they heard a few more low-pitched "booms".

The sound is as deep and powerful as someone tapping a ball on your ceiling at night.

But as soon as Zhao Lingjun heard these thumping sounds, he saw a splendid blood mist appearing on the backs of a few women flying out, and then these women suddenly appeared like kites with broken wires. He rushed forward, fell to the ground, and then there was no sound.

Zhao Lingjun felt cold all over, as if he was poured with a bucket of cold water. When he turned his head, he only saw the thin, thin bamboo stick beside the fat man holding a handful of weird shapes with aiming. The gun in the mirror was looking at the fallen women coldly, not a few people, but a few ants.

The audience fell into dead silence again, and some of the timid, fell to the ground with their legs soft, and passed out directly.

"My record is hitting three moving objects in one second. And I never leave any life under my gun." The thin man looked at everyone blankly. "If anyone doesn't believe it, you can try it."

Many people just took out their mobile phones and prepared to call the police secretly, but as soon as they heard the thin man, they froze and did not even dare to move.

Although the dressing of these four people still looks so funny, now, no one dares to doubt whether what these four people are saying is true.

The smell of blood wafting in the air and the shocking blood holes on the backs of some unmoving women lying not far from the door of Qili Lane are the best answers.

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue are also like falling into the ice cave~IndoMTL.com~ their brains are blank.

Even the most fierce gangster on TV is not as cruel as these four people. This thought haunted the hearts of all those present.

"I'll say it again, the man stands on our left, and the woman stands on the right. The ladyboy stands in the middle." The fat man still had a kind smile on his face covered in stockings. It seems that I was just greeting everyone very politely.

But the fat man only finished speaking. All the people clashed.

Before Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue could react, they realized that they had been divided into three groups.

Except for Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue, all the men have stood on the left side in front of the fat man, and all the women have stood on the right side in front of the fat man.

"Oh, it turned out to be you, fellow." The fat man seemed to be surprised that someone didn't move, but when he looked at it, he immediately found that Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were not moving.

The fat man still smiled kindly at Zhao Lingjun, but Zhao Lingjun only felt cold all over, so he could not help holding Meng Xue and pulling behind him.