Yan Songjie had no choice but to frame him and sentence Director Hou to the detention center with the righteousness of the people and the people, and shaved his head. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liang Yuhong dotted the eight precepts and pretended to be a disciple of Buddhism, but he didn't expect the fake to become real, and he actually broke into the reputation of the living Buddha with the eight precepts.

"Godfather, I even agree to send you to the detention center. Lu Guangping couldn't believe it, and the living Buddha who was flying away in front of her was also afraid of her godfather.

"Hehe! In the first year of junior high school, I took the third place in the class, and Mr. Lin visited my home~ automatically kneeling on the washboard! Yan Songjie broke out a black history again: "In the end, I found out that the wrong person was drawn~".

"Kneeling on the washboard! Lu Guangping was even more surprised, but she believed that it was true, she used a sweat towel to prepare to smoke Yan Songjie last night, but was deceived by Lin Nian's rhetoric and cut off Songjie's head with her hands.

Lu Guangping had a flash of inspiration and had an epiphany: "Thank you! I am lucky to meet you, and I am also very envious of Gao Cuilan." ”

After Zhu Bajie went to the West to learn scriptures, Gao Cuilan found the only intact spring in the destroyed Five Pig Spring and washed her face with tears. ”

Yan Songjie told another untold story:

Sister Pingping came to take a closer look, in front of the spring is a pool, looking from a distance, the water droplets in the pool do not look like lovesick tears, a string of strings splashing on the water surface, day and night. ”

Whose cause is whose effect, and who is the wonderful pen to produce flowers?

Yan Houping received an urgent call from his third sister-in-law, drove to the intensive care unit of the internal medicine department, and saw Yan Houkang who was dying on the hospital bed, and felt distressed: "Third brother, how many years have you had stomach pain, how could you suddenly be diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer?"

"Who said no, Dad only had a one-third of the gastric resection, but Houkang was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer. The third sister-in-law's hoarse voice sounded, obviously unwilling, and the good life had only been a few days.

"Ahem, Houping, I called you here because I wanted to continue Xiao Gang to be your son, and the genealogy was changed from time to time. Yan Houkang said weakly: "Two sons, Niu Bei can't pull it alone, among the brothers, your family has the best conditions, take a hand, and help the third brother take Xiaogang away." ”

"Woooooooooo The third sister-in-law choked up sadly when she saw Yan Houcanto's words.

"Third brother, Xiaogang, you don't have to worry about it, I'll take it away. Yan Houping nodded in agreement and then spoke: "I'll let Song Jie come to see your condition immediately, I don't think it's a big problem." ”

"Xiaogang with you, I will rest assured, don't toss the children, the doctor has diagnosed it, and there has been a critical illness notice. Yan Houkang saw that Yan Houping was full of promises and comforted, afraid of long nights and dreams.

"Niu Bei, quickly take the household registration book and go to the police station with Houping, and immediately pass Xiaogang to Houping's house. ”

"Okay! The third sister-in-law goes, go and do it immediately. In order to let the third brother not worry about Xiaogang's succession, Yan Houping got up and accompanied the third sister-in-law to get the household registration book to do the succession.

It's a big deal, and it will be restored in a few days, and this little right will still be dropped.

"You can tell me why the three of us didn't take the exam and went to management. After Yan Songbo agreed, he was anxious to see the bottom of the puzzle.

"See!" Zhang Yongjun pointed to Director Hou's side, and Yan Songgang, who looked like a man in a suit and leather shoes, asked Yan Songbo.

"My cousin!" Yan Songbo blurted out.

"My brother Mao!" Yan Songfeng also added, not knowing that Xiao Gang had already passed to the fourth uncle's house and became a cousin.

"He is the CEO of the group, and the management of the group appoints him to have the final say, and with your kinship, it is not a problem to enter the management. Zhang Yongjun's plan succeeded and he completely confessed.

"Xiaogang, it's impossible? It's my own brother, why don't I know. Yan Songfeng covered his face with his left hand, squinting his eyes, refusing to believe it, it was too nonsense.

"The group is an asset under Yan Songling's name, Yan Songjie went to Yan Songgang the night before yesterday to be the executive president, and only took office yesterday. Zhang Yongjun made a long story short, and added the key sentence at the end: "Yan Songjie is the host of the Eight Rings!"

"What?Song, Songjie is the host of Bajie!" Yan Songbo's playful expression disappeared, and he fainted by Lei.

What are you kidding, Yan Songgang is the executive president of the group, which is already outrageous, and it comes out that Songjie is the living Buddha who presides over the eight precepts?

"Impossible? Songjie stayed at my house two years ago, eating potatoes in a pot. How can it be that Bajie is the host, tens of thousands of yuan a day for free, the fourth uncle's family is now the deputy secretary, and there is not so much money for him to lose. Yan Songfeng didn't believe it even more now, squinting at Zhang Yongjun, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Mr. Yan, come here. For the sake of happiness in the second half of his life, Zhang Yongjun was shameless, and waved his claws at Yan Songgang.

"Director Hou, you bother, I'll go over. Yan Songgang scanned the scene environment and knew that it would be good for Zhang Yongjun to find him.

Straighten up your suit and walk hard.

"Brother, cousin, Xiaobo. Yan Songgang hadn't finished saying hello yet.

Zhang Yongjun couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Yan, can the three of them enter the management of the group?"

"Yes!" cousin confessed. Yan Songgang had Songjie tell you how to deal with several special situations.

"Songjie is the host of Bajie?" Yan Songbo went straight to the core, most concerned about this issue.

"My cousin is a living Buddha, and he can fly to the sky, I have seen it with my own eyes. Yan Songgang knew the purpose of Xiaobo's questioning, and he didn't hide it.

"Oh my God!" Yan Songfeng covered his face and froze: "What about Songjie?"

"My cousin accompanied Lu Guangping to Pearl Spring today, and he was not there. Yan Songgang gritted his teeth and spewed out: "Say that the group has given me full responsibility and let me stand alone." ”

"The problem is that my team leader has never done anything, and he can manage a fart, if it weren't for Brother Zhao to help me, I don't know what the chaos would be. Yan Songgang was aggrieved, let himself ascend to the sky in one step, take charge of the group, and make international jokes.

"What about Lingling?" Yan Songying was surprised that she didn't see Yan Songling.

"I work in the Public Security Bureau, and I am the head of the security section. Yan Songgang pouted in response.

"How much is your salary a month? How much is our salary a month. "Yan Songfeng cares about the salary, his brother, and he settles the accounts.

"You're all 10,000 a month, and I don't seem to be paid. Yan Songgang also remembered that he didn't talk about how much his salary was.

"No salary? impossible, give us 10,000 a month, and you will definitely not be less than 10,000. Yan Songying was also puzzled.

"There is a possibility that Yan Songgang does not have a penny of salary. Zhang Yongjun touched his shiny head and muttered.

"Why?" Yan Songfeng was strange, working for free.

"Take dividends!" Zhang Yongjun estimated this: "How many shares will Songjie give you." ”

"Just give me 10 percent of the shares to get me to work. Yan Songgang recalled the scene at that time.

"No wonder! Your annual dividends exceed all my assets. Zhang Yongjun is envious and jealous.

"You're a millionaire. Yan Songbo looked at Zhang Yongjun with big eyes.

"Songjie donated nearly 300 million yuan this year, and I just rented novels and books to eat. Zhang Yongjun didn't care that the bright moon shone on the ditch, and Songjie didn't donate 100 million to himself.

"Sanyou Bookstore is me, Yan Jie, and Yan Songjie each own one-third of the shares. I also help Songjie make money. ”

"It seems to be the opposite, let's say the opposite!" Lin Nian accompanied the eldest brother for an interview and heard Zhang Yongjun complaining about bitterness. took the test questions and smiled at Zhang Yongjun.