Sister, you miss me

"You provoke the matter. You ran into Mr. Yang Feng. Of course, it was you to solve it. You moved it with affection and reasoned, so that you can make people-a lot of them, take them back and die. Don't worry about us, let people let us go. horse."

"Uncle Li, look at what you are talking about, you are better at this than me."

"Wang Lang, if I were the culprit, I would naturally be responsible." Uncle Li sternly said, "We have been in the rivers and lakes for most of our lives. We are old, but no one should tell me the bullshit that men have gold under their knees, I If you don’t believe me, I don’t even believe you have never knelt down in your life."

"Li Qingren!" Wang Lang also called his name directly, "You mean, as long as the other party can change his mind, even if I kneel and kowtow, I will not hesitate?"

"Yes, this is the reason."

"You are the boss and the chairman, not to mention that this matter started because of you, you should do everything you do."

"As long as you successfully solve this matter, you will still be the boss in the future, and the position of chairman will still be yours."

"..."

A dozen people say you and me, humming, Wang Lang can't hear who is talking, he can only see the opening and closing of his mouth, his heart is cold.

Finally, everyone noticed Wang Lang's strangeness, and their voices gradually lowered.

When the meeting room was calm again, Wang Lang smiled, but the laughter was rather strange.

After a laugh, Wang Lang asked: "If I don't do it!"

Everyone suffocated, and Wang Lang said: "What can you do to me, do you want to tie me?"

"Wang Lang, are you really trying to force us?" Uncle Li couldn't help shaking his head, as if he was very entangled and embarrassed.

"I just forced you to come, I am here, whoever of you will come first!"

Wang Lang raised his samurai sword high, his face a bit hideous.

Uncle Li sighed: "Xiao Lang, are you really incorrigible? Everyone is brothers. If we don't have to be a last resort, how can we start with you, but every brother in this room has the old and the young, you Be considerate of them!"

"Li Qingren, don't say anything, Old Piff, you are a hypocrite."

"Wang Lang, you are crazy."

"I think at the beginning, I had a mountain knife in his hand, and Xicheng was invincible. Although I am old and I have lost my time, but you still don't have enough to look at it. Come, come and try, who is the first to come!"

Wang Lang roared again and again, and suddenly felt his head stunned. The first reaction was that he was too emotional, some lack of oxygen, and that he did not rest well.

But at this time, Wang Lang found that Li Qingren was looking at his watch, and the others had no intention of stepping forward.

Then, Wang Lang's eyes fell on the glass of water he had drunk.

The next second, a burst of intense dizziness hit, Wang Lang could not help but stagger until he held the wall.

"You...you actually..." Wang Lang felt his body faltering, and he pointed at the good brothers with trembling fingers.

"Wang Lang, don't worry, it's just a sweat medicine. We know you won't cooperate, so we made the best move. When Mr. Yang changes his mind, the brothers will naturally apologize to you."

Before Uncle Li finished speaking, Wang Lang fell to the ground and fainted.

...

Yang Feng had nothing to do, so he strolled to the Wang's physical and mental treatment room.

The door god Chen Dazhuang suddenly saw him, he was overjoyed, and he greeted him: "Team Yang..."

"Sh -" Yang Feng stop he went on, "Do not give something away, I want to keep a copy in front of a mysterious woman."

"Understand, it's clear." Chen Dazhuang smiled and nodded.

"No business!" Yang Feng shook his head.

"Hey, let's not open for three years, and eat for three years."

"His--" Yang Feng frowned, "Why do you sound weird? It seems that we have opened a black shop."

"Haha." Chen Dazhuang couldn't help laughing, and whispered to Yang Feng: "The price is a bit dark."

Yang Feng was very calm: "I set this price. I just want to go the high-end route. My women are also something that ordinary cats and dogs can be worried about."

"Of course, no one can worry about it."

After speaking, Yang Feng immediately added.

"Boss, with me here, don't worry. Anyone who dares to move crooked thoughts, I will definitely make him pay an extremely painful price and make him regret it for a lifetime."

"Dazhuang, I have wronged you, don't worry, I will not treat you badly." Yang Feng patted Chen Dazhuang on the shoulder.

"Boss, wherever you say, you are kind to our brothers and our family." Chen Dazhuang's eyes were reddish, "Brother, I have been thinking about it, you don't lack anything. I'm afraid in my life. I can't repay your great favor."

"All brothers, what bullshit!"

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Hehe, staying in the barracks all day, out of touch with society, how to find a wife. Besides, although you are the best soldier, your body..." Yang Feng smashed his mouth, "the woman thought It takes a certain amount of courage to talk to you."

Chen Dazhuang scratched his head, feeling aggrieved: "I didn't mean to grow up like this."

"Don't worry!" Yang Feng hooked his shoulders, "The NBA stars are about the same size as you. You can find a wife. Why can't you find it?"

"Aren't they rich?" Chen Dazhuang said casually.

Yang Feng nodded: "Speaking of the idea, don't worry, I will follow the boss in the future and give you a branch for you to name, and the dividend will be tens of millions a year."

"Boss..." Chen Dazhuang was moved, his voice a little choked.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Well, I haven't cashed it yet."

"The boss is a man who keeps his promises, he must do what he says."

"Hi, aren't you running on me?"

"of course not."

"Haha." Yang Feng laughed twice and slapped Chen Dazhuang on the shoulder, "Dazhuang, I still need to find a woman who treats you sincerely and is willing to give birth to you."

"Understood." Chen Dazhuang nodded, a little shy.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, why are you here?" Wang Bingqian's figure appeared at the door, "Also, what are you talking about?"

"Some men's topics, such as the inheritance of the family."

"You come in. I have something to tell you." Wang Bingqian gave Yang Feng a white look, turned and walked into her workshop.

"chat later."

Yang Feng waved his hand at Chen Dazhuang, followed Wang Bingqian's fart-stock and walked in.

"Grandpa, how are you still used to it?"

When passing by Wang Fenglin, Yang Feng stopped to say hello.

Wang Fenglin couldn't laugh or cry: "Drink tea and see if you are too idle for raising flowers."

"This is the retirement life. Besides, can you always stay with your granddaughter. Is there anything better than this?"

"Listening to you, I think it's pretty good." Wang Fenglin nodded, "Haha, talk to me, don't worry about me."

Entering Wang Bingqian's treatment room, Yang Feng closed the door smoothly, and a narrow smile appeared on his face.

"What are you going to do!" Wang Bingqian saw Yang Feng rubbing her hands and walking towards him, and immediately thought of Yang Feng's nastyness, and was startled, "You are crazy."

"I'm not crazy." Yang Feng had already controlled Wang Bingqian in his arms while speaking.

"No, you forgot to monitor."

Yang Feng patted his head, "I really forgot, okay, I can't make the bastard of Chen Dazhuang."

Wang Bingqian sneered and said, "Chen Dazhuang also added a few monitoring heads, saying that it was your intention.

"I was to protect you, how about it, no one will harass you!" Yang Feng asked casually.

"Chen Dazhuang didn't report to you?" Wang Bingqian asked not to answer.

Yang Feng shrugged.

Wang Bingqian's frowned brows stretched slightly, "That is no more."

"It shouldn't be. When you opened, there were a lot of people in black and white. Therefore, as long as you don't have eyes, you dare to think about it."

"Husband..." Wang Bingqian looked at Yang Feng affectionately and began to act like a baby.

"You can't eat well." Yang Feng smiled. "Wife, what do you need, husband, I can do everything."

"I need you to be tall!" Wang Bingqian rolled her eyes, "I have something to discuss with you."

"Housework is still at work."

"Of course it's work." Yang Feng murmured, Wang Bingqian became impatient, "You can see it too, the clinic has no business at all."

Yang Feng smiled, using her big toe to think that Wang Bingqian wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, just said, "What about then!"

"The main reason is that your pricing is unreasonable and outrageous."

"is not it?"

"Of course it is."

"Then what to do?"

"Price reduction."

Yang Feng shook his head: "No need."

"Nothing is necessary. This is my career. If you ruin my people, do you want to ruin my career!"

"Haha." Seeing Wang Bingqian's serious excitement, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile, "I want to destroy it one more time now."

Yang Feng easily hugged the excited Wang Bingqian in his arms, with her chest pressed to her back, and one hand climbed up the high mountain.

"You... let me go!" Wang Bingqian couldn't get away, her high heels fell on Yang Feng's feet.

"Oh!" Yang Feng held his right foot and jumped left and right.

"It deserves it! Let you do it." Wang Bingqian glared and sneered.

Yang Feng lost consciousness for a while, and forgot to hurt.

Wang Bingqian was wearing a white coat of self-cultivation, her bare calves were wrapped in black silk, and her feet were scarlet with hatred.

"Look at it! Doesn't hurt anymore?"

Wang Bingqian gritted his teeth when he noticed Yang Feng's gaze up and down.

"My wife, I didn't expect you to be so tempted in a white coat." He swallowed visibly and said, "If there is no monitoring, it would be nice to be clever!"

"Oh my God!" Wang Bingqian exclaimed, "What's in your head all day?"

"Words from Confucius."

"Huh?" Wang Bingqian was taken aback, "Why did you get involved with Confucius?"

"Confucius said: Food and color are also. What I think is the difference."

Wang Bingqian slapped her forehead and rolled her eyes, "God, help me."

"There's a husband here, God step aside."

"Yang Feng, can you speak well, can you communicate well, talking to you is really exhausting, do you know?"

"In that case, talk less and do more."

"Do, be your big-headed ghost!"

Wang Bingqian's words of the Eight Classics, Yang Feng's nonsense of the Eight Classics, citing the classics, and returning the words of poetry.

Wang Bingqian was so angry-it hurts.