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He found a reporter from Binhai Metropolis Daily and spent 2,000 yuan to buy the layout of an article. The remaining 3,000 yuan is naturally Han Dong's creative fee.

Dong Xiaolei's story itself has twists and turns, coupled with Han Dong's addition of oil and vinegar, a bloody human story was born. The reporter of Binhai Metropolis Daily originally looked down on Han Dong, a little lawyer, and came purely for Grandpa Mao. After listening to the story told by Han Dong, he slapped his thigh and it. Even if Han Dong doesn't give money, he has to submit the manuscript.

The effect of this manuscript is surprisingly good. Many readers called in and indignantly demanded that the "Binhai Metropolis Daily" publish the name of the evil mother, and they wanted to spit on her face. Of course, their reasonable demands were all rejected by the newspaper without exception.

On the day that "Binhai Metropolis Daily" saw the draft, major portals such as Yiwang, Langxin, and Shidu reprinted it one after another. The hot news on the homepage of Yiwang has a big headline. The first place on the ten-degree search list is a report related to the evil mother, and even QQ gave a pop-up window. For a while, the story of the evil mother Xue spread all over the Internet, and netizens knew it.

Under Yiwang News, there are as many as 100,000 comments on this news, all of which are one-sided criticism of the evil mother. Spraying Xue's saliva can almost irrigate a desert. The sound of shouting and killing on the Internet made Xue Baobao not even dare to go out, for fear of being thrown rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs on the way.

The deputy editor-in-chief of the "Binhai Metropolis Daily" called the reporter into the office and boasted for a long time. The reporter's face was flushed with excitement, and finally there was a report that he could get his hands on, will he win the National Journalism Award this time? It seems that I have to cooperate a lot with this lawyer named Han Dong.

The popularity of this manuscript was so popular that even Han Dong didn't expect it. In addition to the carriage fee, there are other expenses in the lawyer's fees collected by Han Dong. This is a fee for other purposes, and it was intended to be used to buy the media.

Han Dong looked at the QQ pop-up window and was speechless for a while, what's the matter? But fortunately, it is difficult for the judges of the Binhai Intermediate Court to change the verdict. The righteous judge supported the poor single mother in the first instance, and the judge in the second instance reversed the sentence that it was not a flashlight in a pit - looking for.

Using public opinion to influence the court's verdict, Han Dong played this trick very well. I remember when he was a judge, he was played like this a lot. This time it's not cool to play with others.

The situation has reached such a hot point that Dong Xiaolei can't even think about it. Han Dong is really a genius, this lawyer's fee is not too worthwhile. She could now imagine the picture of Zhao Tian being so angry that she was bleeding.

She called Han Dong and complimented him for half an hour, forgetting that she had gritted her teeth and accused Han Dong of "robbery" before. Han Dong's ears were almost out of the cocoon. In the end, Dong Xiaolei ambiguously said that if Han Dong had time, he would invite him to dinner at home in the evening. She deliberately put an accent on the word "eating" coquettishly.

Han Dong was a little angry when he was seduced by this little young woman. But he is proud by nature, and he was rejected by a woman once, where is he willing to be fooled. Who knows if she will be tempted to take off her pants, and Dong Xiaolei is only allowed to watch TV?

Dong Xiaolei hung up the phone, a little annoyed. This kid hugged himself last time, and he was a pillar of optimus, and he looked like an innocent little virgin. With a little means, you can fascinate him.

But this time he hinted so obviously, why was he indifferent? Could it be that I didn't express myself directly enough? Little virgin didn't understand? It seems that next time it will be more daring. Dong Xiaolei smiled smugly, she had to eat this little virgin.

Han Dong didn't know that he was being targeted by the fox spirit. He will be inviting his roommates to have a good time at Wu's second food stall. Han Dong is not a miser, he is bold by nature, but sometimes he is incapable.

met a good buddy again, and the money was like flowing water, and he was able to let it go. The specialty dishes in Wu Lao'er's food stall were served like flowing water, and boxes of beer were brought in, and the brothers were overwhelmed.

Han Dong drank halfway, only to feel that his bladder was in an emergency, so he hurriedly found a toilet. Naturally, there were no toilets in the food stalls, so Han Dong went straight to the public toilet next to him. In front of the public toilets, there are piles of household garbage, rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves everywhere. Thanks to the biting cold outside, otherwise this stall of garbage would have to stun the entire food stall.

There seems to be a sloppy person half-lying next to the garbage. Han Dong didn't pay attention either, strode over, and comfortably emptied the water pipe.

As he passed by the garbage heap again, the half-lying man suddenly sat up, startling him. Through the dim light, Han Dong found that this guy was actually dressed as a Taoist priest, but the Taoist robe seemed to have not been washed all year round and was dirty. He was about fifty years old, with a tapered bun on his head, a somewhat tired expression, a thin face, and a few strands of slender beard on his chin.

"Young man, you have an adventure in you." When the Taoist priest saw Han Dong passing by, he suddenly snorted softly. Han Dong was so frightened by him that he didn't want to drink at all. People are scary, they really scare people to death. Han Dong thought he had met a ghost.

"You're talking to me?" Han Dong asked, pointing to himself.

"Is there a third person here?" The Taoist priest squinted, looked at Han Dong, and smiled mysteriously.

Han Dong was furious by him, "What do you mean when you say I have an adventure?" The Taoist priest smiled mysteriously again, "Poor Dao hasn't had dinner yet, if Xiaoyou is interested, you can chat with Poor Dao while eating." ”

Han Dong glanced him up and down, and knew that this uncle of the Taoist priest was simply destitute. Why haven't you had dinner, to put it mildly, isn't it because you haven't got a fate? If you want me to invite you to eat white food, just say it.

Han Dong rolled his eyes. He wasn't interested in the ghosts and gods, but something incredible did happen to him. He doesn't mind being beaten by this "Taoist priest", and by the way, he can see his ghostly abilities, maybe he can explain his adventures?

"Do you want to eat barbecue?" Han Dong was going to invite him to eat at the food stall.

"Are there any eggs? Bullwhip? When the Taoist priest heard the barbecue, his eyes lit up, and his throat unconsciously made a grunt.

"Aren't you a monk? How to avoid meat and vegetarian food? Han Dong became more and more suspicious that he was a liar.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. If you don't eat a vegetarian diet, you can't drink or drink. The Taoist priest made a gesture. Han Dong has basically confirmed that he is a liar, and there is no doubt about it.

Forget it, the left and right are just a barbecue, and Han Dong's dialect has been exported, and he is unwilling to take it back. Besides, this person is lying next to the garbage heap on a cold day, and he must be a poor person, so he can help once he can. Han Dong's bodhisattva heart attacked.

As soon as the Taoist priest arrived at Wu Laoer's food stall and sat down, he raised his hand and asked for twenty strings of sheep eggs, twenty strings of bullwhips, and other food, and at the end he ordered a pot of wine. Han Dong calculated, nearly 400 yuan.

"Hey, you're almost done." Han Dong stopped his hand that was ordering.

The Taoist priest retracted his hand embarrassedly, "It should be enough." You don't order food? Han Dong's eyes widened, this is your food alone?

The Taoist priest was a little embarrassed, and smiled, "Poor Dao Three Treasures, what do you call Xiaoyou?" ”

"Han Dong", as soon as Han Dong's voice fell, the Three Treasures Taoist slapped the table, shook his head and said, "Good name, cold winter, cold winter Layue, you should have been born in Layue." The Taoist priest analyzed the deep meaning behind Han Dong's name, and was a little complacent.

"You were born in Layue, and your whole family was born in Layue." Han Dong raised his leg and was about to leave, this dead liar. One hundred percent liar.

Seeing that Han Dong was leaving, the Three Treasure Daoist was a little panicked. Han Dong didn't pay for this meal, and he didn't have the money to pay for it. He stretched out his black hand and grabbed Han Dong's sleeve, "Don't worry, I calculated that you had an adventure, and you should have gotten something like a golden finger." ”

Han Dong sat back down. I'm rubbing, this Taoist priest is a little divine.

Wu Lao Er's food stall is very neat. After such a while, the Three Treasures Taoist priest was already holding a bullwhip and eating with his mouth full of oil. From time to time, he poured himself a sip of wine, and it seemed that he had not eaten such a sumptuous meal for a long time.

Han Dong rolled his eyes at him, you will die with chopsticks. However, once this product was eaten, he stopped talking, which made Han Dong depressed. After more than 40 skewers of barbecue and a pot of wine, the Sanbao Taoist priest patted his round belly with satisfaction, burped and said, "Shutan, I haven't eaten so full for a long time." ”

Han Dong urged angrily: "Can you say it now?" What cheat finger? ”

The Three Treasures Taoist priest pretended to be mysterious and shook his head: "Don't say it, don't say it, don't reveal it." Han Dong turned around to leave, but the Three Treasures Taoist stopped in front of Han Dong and smiled lewdly: "If there is another big health care, the poor Dao must be honest."

"Get out", Han Dong no longer bothered with this old liar, but he still settled the account. Back at the table in the dormitory, they were still fighting beer, and they didn't notice that Han Dong had left. Han Dong looked back at the Three Treasures Daoist again, but he could not find anyone anywhere.

Isn't it a dream? Han Dong took out his wallet and counted it, and it was indeed a few hundred yuan missing. Ma Dan, if you meet this old liar again, you have to break his eggs. I can't make up for how many sheep eggs I eat.

Han Dong angrily chased to the side of the garbage heap in the public toilet, and searched around for a while, where is the figure of the Three Treasures Taoist priest?

He shook his head to himself, thinking to himself that he was getting a little nervous. Except for himself, where will there be a second person who knows about getting the golden finger? Most of this Taoist priest has read too many online novels at the starting point, and he is knocking on his own bamboo pole under this guise.

Forget it, let's feed the dogs!