Chapter 62: Eating Tobacco
The logistics department is a relatively quiet department in the company building, and few people come here.
Su Yimu strode towards the office where the fat boy king was.
With a bang, he pushed the door open.
The fat boy king who was lying on the chair smoking was startled, but when he saw that the person who came was Su Yimu, he couldn't help but scold: "Are you fucking guilty of some kind of neurosis?"
Su Yimu sneered, walked to his original table, pulled out a relatively small drawer, glanced at it, and then asked, "What about the contents of this drawer?"
"What's that?"
"Change here!"
The fat boy king glanced at it nonchalantly, and said lightly: "I said that everything was taken away by the cleaner." ”
"You're fucking fartting!"
Su Yimu yelled, "I just caught up with Aunt Clean, and I didn't find my box where I put the money." ”
The fat boy king's eyes glared: "You didn't find anything to yell at Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu didn't take your things!"
"Huh. Su Yimu sneered twice and strode to the table of the fat boy king.
"What are you going to do?"
Seeing Su Yimu coming over violently, the fat boy king raised his hand to stop it, but his strength was obviously not as strong as Su Yimu's, he couldn't stop it at all, only to see that his drawer was pulled open by Su Yimu.
And in his drawer, there is a money box with some change in it.
Su Yimu pointed to the money box and asked, "What the fuck is this? Why did you tell me why the change box I put was in your drawer?"
The fat boy king was caught by Su Yimu on the spot, and he didn't feel embarrassed, but he didn't care about the stall, and then pinched the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, "Xiao Mu, you have to leave anyway, it doesn't matter if you want this money, it only costs about 200 yuan in total, it is better to honor Brother Wang and me, after all, Brother Wang treats you well these days." ”
"Treat me well?" Su Yimu only felt furious.
Ever since he was promoted from a cleaner to a full-time employee in the logistics department by one of the company's bosses, this fat boy has been looking down on him because he used to be a cleaner.
I let myself do all the dirty work, and even some jobs that didn't belong to me in the first place fell on my head.
And usually this fat boy king also likes to take advantage of a small advantage, like going out to buy water and cigarettes to let himself go out to buy, the problem is that after he comes back from shopping, people don't talk about money at all, either just say no or just say that they owe it first.
"Isn't it? Brother, when did he not let you do something at hand? This is all training you!"
The fat boy king put on a well-intentioned look and said: "And brother, I see that you are bored, I want to take you to smoke, and I am afraid that smoking is not good for your health, so I asked you to buy good cigarettes, but you are not on the road and don't smoke much." But can you say that your brother treats you badly?"
Su Yimu smiled, and was laughed at by the brazenness of the fat boy king, "So why did you smoke all the cigarettes I bought?"
"Komaki, what you said is not right......"
Smack.
Su Yimu didn't listen to his explanation at all, and slapped the fat boy king in the face.
The fat boy king was stunned by this slap, looked at the newcomer in front of him in disbelief, and shouted in disbelief: "Are you fucking the opposite?dare to hit me?!"
"What's wrong with me hitting you?"
Then another slap in the face.
The Fat Boy King got up suddenly, and was just about to teach the 'thing' in front of him a lesson.
But when he raised his hand and was about to fight Su Yimu, his body froze suddenly.
I saw that Su Yimu didn't know where to take out a dagger, and it was against his neck at this time.
"Sit down!"
Su Yimu snorted coldly.
The fat boy king was so frightened that the fat on his body trembled, and finally listened to Su Yimu's command, sat on the chair, and said tremblingly: "Xiao Mu, you have to take this knife well, impulse is the devil, you must know that murder is to go to prison." ”
Smack.
Su Yimu slapped the fat boy king again.
"Anyway, Lao Tzu is alone in this world, and he who pulls a cushion on his back will definitely make a profit!"
"Don't, don't. As soon as the fat boy king heard this, his voice changed in fright, he knew Su Yimu's life experience, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to bully people like this, "I'm old, I'm young, our family is big and small, but I rely on me to feed alone, if I die, what will those people in my family live?"
"What do I care about your family's life? I can't live anymore because of you!" As he spoke, the dagger in Su Yimu's hand was handed forward again.
This time, it scared the fat boy king, "Xiao Mu, I was wrong, let me go if you have a lot of adults, do you want money now, you tell me, I will give you as much money as you want!"
"Money?" Su Yimu sneered, he pointed to a pack of cigarettes on the left hand side of the Fat Boy King, and asked, "I bought that pack of cigarettes, right?"
"Yes, yes. The Fat Boy King nodded again and again, "I'll give you the cigarette money right away, and transfer it to you right away." ”
As he spoke, the fat boy king hurriedly groped around his body, trying to find his mobile phone.
"No need, don't move!" As he spoke, Su Yimu handed the dagger forward again.
The fat boy king is really honest, "Little ...... Komaki, what do you want me to do?"
Su Yimu pointed to the pack of cigarettes and said, "Don't you like to smoke, give me that pack of cigarettes to eat on the spot!"
"Eat...... How...... How to eat?" Fat Boy King did not react.
"Eat with your mouth!"
When the fat boy king heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a sad face: "Xiao Mu, this will kill people!"
"Don't eat it, right?" Su Yimu smiled.
But this smile fell in the eyes of the fat boy king, like a devil's smile, he didn't dare to bet that Su Yimu would not dare to kill him. You must know that what Su Yimu just said is true, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, Su Yimu is an orphan, and it is definitely not a loss to pull a person back!
"I eat, I eat. ”
Saying that, the fat boy king touched the cigarette box on the table, this is a pack of good cigarettes, he is generally reluctant to smoke, he opened the cigarette case, only to see that there are still more than half of the cigarettes in it, stunned for a moment. If I had known, I wouldn't have smoked it.
He looked up at Su Yimu in front of him, and there was some hesitation in his heart.
Su Yimu didn't urge, he directly picked up the dagger, stabbed one of the fat boy king's acupuncture points with the handle of the knife, and crossed into a wisp of dark energy.
"Ahh
The Fat Boy King screamed, and he only felt a cone-like pain in his body, as if he had really been stabbed.
Su Yimu said murderously: "I advise you not to think about anything fancy now, I will give you a chance, if you don't want it, then don't blame me!"
"I eat, I eat!"
At this time, the fat boy king did not hesitate to grab the cigarettes in the cigarette box, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, he directly stuffed it into his mouth, and then chewed it in a big gulp, swallowing constantly.
This time, he really believed that Su Yimu really dared to kill himself.