It took less than an hour for Hua Da Gang, who had strong mobility, to send a bloody and blurred finger to the TGD Group building by nameless courier.

The front desk received this strange package, and couldn't make up its mind for a while, whether to dismantle it or not?

Generally speaking, such an express delivery is ill-intentioned at first glance, and it will definitely not be delivered to Mr. Yan.

When he was struggling, Yan Changqing walked from the front desk with a refreshing and firm step.

When the front desk saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Manager Yan." ”

Yan Changqing stopped, a little unhappy.

He frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

How did you recruit the front desk this time?

There are no rules at all, can Manager Yan call it casually?

"Manager Yan is like this. I just received this courier at the front desk, I think there is a problem, and I don't know if it can be delivered to Mr. Yan's office...... Why don't you take a look at it, Manager Yan?"

The front desk came over with a courier and patted Yan Changqing with a rainbow fart very sensibly.

After all, they are all a family, and they are all surnamed Yan, right?

In case there is any problem with this express, you can't blame the front desk!

The front desk is very chicken thief, and the thing of throwing the pot is done 666.

Yan Changqing felt very proud, feeling that he had been valued a little more, and he was even more floating.

He raised his lips proudly, and his dissatisfaction disappeared with the rainbow fart at the front desk: "Well, well done, a small thing like this, don't trouble Mr. Yan in the future...... Express it to me!"

Yan Changqing Lezizi went upstairs with the nameless courier, feeling that the anger that had been angered by Su Xiaonian's demon girl recently had also dissipated a lot.

Uh-huh!

For the sake of inviting him to the Imperial Palace buffet the night before, forgive her once!

But I'm a little curious, who is this, sending such a courier to Mr. Yan?

Curiosity was bursting, Yan Changqing thought about it, and thought about it again.

After walking around the express three or five times, he decisively took a paper-cutting knife and opened the express box......

Three seconds later.

On the entire floor where NO.1 is located, there was a heart-rending scream, and his voice was split: "Help!

Employees of the same department glanced at each other and rushed out.

I saw my immediate boss, Manager Yan, rolling out of the office in a strange posture.

That's a ...... Roll.

The shoes fell off.

Tears were also mushy.

The employees of the same department were simply confused...... it!

Manager Yan, your image is about to collapse completely?

"Help, help! Call the police! Something happened, someone died!"

Yan Changqing screamed, hugging the still weak waist of the employees of his own department, crying was earth-shattering and thrilling.

…… Five minutes later, the opened courier was delivered to the top floor office.

"Is this the thing?"

Yan Weihan sat in the office with an expressionless face, his cold eyes looked at the crying big man, and he couldn't wait to slap him in the mouth!

Idiot!

A sucker!

Is it good to be fake?!

Can you be scared like this?

But this finger is quite realistic, otherwise it wouldn't have scared people like this.

Yan Weihan glanced at his uncompetitive cousin and felt really embarrassed.

What about the face?

Don't want it all?

Yan Changqing sighed, tears in his eyes: "Brother, that's it...... It's such a bloody thing, you don't know how scared I was when I first opened the box. It's human hands, human hands!"

"Wrong. ”

Yan Weihan sighed and corrected, "It's just a finger." ”

Also, finger ...... Nothing more?

Is that how you use these two words?!!

Yan Changqing broke down and cried again: "Anyway, I don't care!

Who?

Yan Weihan knew it.

Driving away this stupid thing, Yan Weihan raised his hand and pressed his brows, and contacted the public channel of the Angel Organization: "I'm T, I want to follow E."

IC calls. ”

Yang Qingfeng smiled when he received this call appeal.

What to do?

His genius baby is a pit boy with all kinds of means, is he very happy?

With a chuckle, Yang Qingfeng was in a good mood: "I'm sorry Mr. T, our family's E."

The IC is now out of the task, and it is inconvenient to talk to you. ”

Yan Weihan sneered: "Heh, is it? When Lao Tzu bombards your angel headquarters, will it be convenient for him to talk to Lao Tzu?"