Melbourne Airport.

After Su Yunfan left with the people in a dashing manner, Du Pan immediately shouted to Jones with a gloomy face: "Come to the office with me!"

Jones was a little uneasy because a job as an airport customs officer brought him a lot of money. Although the salary is not particularly high, the extra income of this job is very exaggerated.

He glanced viciously at the direction in which Su Yunfan had left, and followed Du Pan to the office.

Du sat behind the desk and said coldly to Jones: "You also saw today's scene, and I can't protect you this time." So you have to go!"

Jones was shocked, but he didn't expect Du Pan to really dismiss him.

He looked at Du Pan with an incredulous expression, "What? No, you're going to fire me for that yellow-skinned monkey?"

"Hey, listen! Uncle Du Pun, I, there's nothing wrong with me!"

He emphasized.

"It's all that guy being vexatious, you shouldn't have done this to me!"

Du Pan looked at him helplessly: "Jones, it's not the first time you've been complained. I used to turn a blind eye for your father's sake, but this time you're in big trouble. That Su Yunfan is an extremely difficult guy, if I don't fire you, I'm afraid even I will be dealt with by the head office!"

Once Su Yunfan exposes this matter, it will bring them huge pressure from public opinion.

You must know that Su Yunfan's influence in the world is greater than that of many international superstars.

Just said that this time, the boss who called him said that they had received instructions from Melbourne City Hall.

"No, no, no, this has nothing to do with me, you can't fire an innocent employee for a dirty businessman!"

Jones shouted angrily.

Du Pan couldn't stand it anymore, and he slapped the table with a "bang!"

"That's enough, Jones! Do you think I don't know about your tipping these years? Don't put garlic on me! I'm just telling you to get out of here at once! From this day on, you're no longer an employee of our company!"

Du Pang shouted outside the door, "Freeman!"

The tall Freeman pushed open the door and walked in, "Hello, Mr. Du Pun. Can I help me with anything?"

Du looked at Jones, "Now, are you leaving by yourself, or am I asking you to leave?"

Jones glanced at the tall and stout Freeman, but was still scared after all.

"Well, you guys! I curse you not to die well!"

He gave Du Pan a middle finger and walked out of the office angrily.

Jones went back to the window to collect his things, and deliberately threw the computer on the floor.

Mary, who was at the same window, saw this scene and said helplessly: "I told you a long time ago, don't be too arrogant." You never know what kind of guest you're receiving!"

"Shut up, you hateful cousin!"

Jones scolded.

He took his backpack to the parking lot and drove out of the airport in his pickup truck. Anger caused him to speed up very high, making people suspect that he was trying to chase the plane.

Instead of going home, he went to a bar near his home and drank angrily and happily.

The bar owner was also an old acquaintance of him, and when he saw Jones coming over so early, he asked in surprise, "It's a little early to get off work today, Jones." Did you slaughter another fat sheep, so you happily came out of work?"

Jones was in a very bad mood, and when he heard the boss's words, he said angrily: "Don't talk about this, I met a nasty yellow-skinned monkey." As a result, he didn't honestly give me money, and even caused me to lose my job. ”

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, slammed his beer glass on the bar, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Don't let me see him again!

The boss shrugged his shoulders and wiped his glass as he said, "I hope so! ”

"Hell, do you think I don't have any money?"

"It's best if you have money, 20 yuan each!"

"Oh my God! you're such an old vampire, how can this damn cup be so expensive?"

Jones scolded hatefully, but the movements of his hands were obviously much lighter.

A drinker next to him saw him and laughed and asked, "Hey, Jones, you don't care about tipping again, right?"

Jones pulled his neck and shouted, "Then how can it be called? The customs affairs are called normal service charges." ”

The drinker said in a loud voice: "Still quibbling? I heard from others last time that you found an R himself to ask for a tip, and they got him to court." ”

Jones's face was getting redder and redder, and he didn't know if he was embarrassed or angry.

"That's all fake news. The Bible says that when someone asks you for a tip of 100 dollars, you should give him 200 dollars. That R himself is a damn infidel!"

The drinkers next to him all burst into laughter.

Jones's face was a little unbearable, but he joked that his drinker was a well-known scoundrel nearby, and he had two hairtails tattooed on his arms, and he didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only hold his breath back in his stomach.

The son scolded Lao Tzu, is there still heaven in this world?

Jones thought hatefully.

But after thinking about it like this, he felt a lot more comfortable.

The son scolded Lao Tzu, hum, Lao Tzu didn't care about his son.

He scolded me, and it was my son.

Jones happily drank another large glass and then settled the bill and prepared to go home.

It was already dark, and he couldn't drive the car after drinking too much, so he staggered and cursed the damned rich Asian businessman and the airport manager as he headed home.

Behind his swaying figure, two slender calves that seemed to be broken with a single hand appeared in the shadows.

"What a nasty guy, hee-hee!"

Tang Ruo covered his mouth and smiled, and a snow-bright knife appeared in his right hand.

"Damn Asian, the next time I see you, I'll blow your head out, and then I'll cut off your dick and feed it to Sanjays. ”

Jones said with a curse in his mouth. Sanjes is a Siberian Husky raised by his family and likes to eat corn sausage the most.

"Uncle, have you seen my bear?"

A soft and glutinous, so I can hear the voice in my bones coming from behind.

Jones's eyes flashed brightly, although he was drunk, he was still very sensitive to good women's voices.

He turned his head and looked down to take a closer look, and saw a very petite little girl, only as high as his chest, looking at him timidly.

An Asian girl who is unimaginably beautiful.

He felt that the girl was somewhat familiar, but at this time he was drunk and couldn't remember anything.

I only felt that her smooth and slender collarbone was like a fire, burning into his heart and making his mouth dry.

Jones licked his lips, a hint of evil thought flashing through his eyes.

"Bear, yes? I just have one in my pants. ”