If there is no one side in trouble, all parties will help.

Without me for all, all for me.

Only one person sweeps the snow in front of the door, and does not care about the frost on the tiles of others.

If a nation becomes like this, it is not far from falling apart.

"You can be a troublemaker for me!" Yang Dong lit a cigarette.

"Hmph, then you're in the wrong place!" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man stood up. "You dare to come to the Red Cross to make trouble, you don't want to live, do you?"

"I advise you, get out of here before things get out of trouble, or you will regret it for the rest of your life!" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man suddenly took out the style of officialdom.

Yang Dong sat there, indifferent.

Seeing that Yang Dong was indifferent, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man directly picked up the phone on the table, and said proudly, "Hey, Secretary Lin, there are people who don't have long eyes to make trouble in our Red Cross Society, you, the secretary of the municipal party committee, tell me, what should I do?" ”

"Haha, that's it, I've fucking worked in the Red Cross Society for so many years, and I've never met someone who doesn't have long eyes and dared to come to the Red Cross Society to make trouble, today is really a long experience!"

"I guess this stupid hat still thinks that our Red Cross Society is not a state organ."

"What's this kid's name?" Lin Wenyuan on the phone was also very curious. The Red Cross Society is a special existence in various places, and the officialdom does not dare to offend them easily, but what the Red Cross Society needs, regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, the officialdom has to cooperate.

After all, the Red Cross has a lot of resources in its hands, and no city can do without them.

"The surname is Yang, it seems to be called Yang Dong!" The man lowered his head and glanced at the computer. "Secretary Lin, I think you should come in person!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man swayed his legs, Lao Tzu found the secretary of the municipal party committee, can't that scare you to death? If you don't have long eyes, you dare to come to the Red Cross Society to make trouble.

"What did you just say his name was?" Lin Wenyuan was startled.

"Yang Dong! The poplar of the poplar, the winter of winter, is a very rustic name, it is estimated that it came out of the countryside! When the word "rural" was mentioned, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man had a face full of disdain.

Lin Wenyuan gasped, "If it's Yang Dong, then I can only tell you that you are dead!" ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was stunned, and at this time, Lin Wenyuan had already hung up the phone.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man raised his head and glanced at Yang Dong, who was still sitting there, he was not convinced, and immediately made a few calls, he was the person in charge of the blood station, and he still had some connections in Tinghu, if he wanted to find someone, wouldn't it be easy?

But after a few phone calls, the other party was very willing to help at first, but as soon as he heard that the other party's name was Yang Dong, they all made excuses and hung up the phone.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man felt bad at this time, sweating profusely, and didn't know what to do.

"Keep calling, I'm not in a hurry, you can wait slowly!" Yang Dong said in a flat voice. "I can give you a suggestion, call up, call your provincial Red Cross Society, or call the Red Cross headquarters in your capital directly."

"Who the hell are you?" Dense beads of sweat on the face of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man.

"Tell them, my name is Yang Dong, the poplar of Yang, the movement of winter, at first glance, it is the name from the countryside!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was holding the phone in his hand, and he didn't dare to call.

At this time, Yang Dong stood up, walked around the table, and walked in front of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, who was so frightened that his legs were weak and sat directly on the chair.

"I prefer this way of introduction, Yang of Yangmen, Yang of Yangmen, Yang Dong of Yangmen!"

As soon as he heard Yang Men, the man's face turned pale, "You, you, you, you are the boss of Yang Men?" ”

"I thought I was very well-known in Tinghu, but I didn't expect that there were still people who didn't know me!" Yang Dong was very dissatisfied.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man slipped down from the chair, knelt directly on the ground, and jerked his face, "Boss Yang, Boss Yang, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, and you don't care about villains." ”

"Want to live?" Yang Dong squatted in front of him.

"Boss Yang, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" The man stammered and begged for mercy.

"Can the blood bank be contracted to me now?" Yang Dong lit a cigarette.

"Yes, yes!" The man nodded repeatedly.

"Are there any strings attached?"

"No, no!"

"You said that several pharmaceutical companies have been buying blood from you recently? Can they give me their contact details? ”

"No problem, no problem!" This sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man is an honest mess now.

Yang Dong squeezed the cigarette in his hand, "Swallow it, and you can live!" ”

Although the man was a little scared when he looked at the red cigarette butt, he swallowed it without hesitation in order to survive.

The moment he swallowed, he grabbed his throat and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Yang Dong stood up and walked out.

"I won't sign the contract, get out of here with your people, and I'll send someone to take over here at noon!" ——

Yang Dong, the dignified boss of the Yang Gate, all kinds of resounding names gathered together, golden figures. actually went to a blood station under the Red Cross Society to pretend to be forced, and pretended to be very troublesome.

What is your identity, don't you feel ashamed to pretend like this?

Yang Dong doesn't think that it is too much to deal with the Red Cross Society, no matter how Yang Dong pretends to be forced, I will slap you in the face? The key is that you have never been shameless. A social charity and public welfare organization has to become a state organ, and it has to be fucking corrupt, and if it doesn't kill you, it will give you enough face.

What else do you want?

Yang Dong put down his body and slapped his face, and he couldn't even let out a fart on it.

Now that Yang Dong is in the limelight, there are many people who support him, and it is unwise to not be able to afford to live with Yang Dong at this time.

Since Yang Dong wants a blood station, he just gives it.

However, Yang Dong's blood station was not taken in vain, they are from the National Security Bureau, and like your Red Cross Society, they are all national drops, and I took the blood station, which is also to contribute to the country.

According to the list provided by the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, Yang Dong suddenly eliminated the vampire den that he didn't know.

In a dark, damp basement, four vampires are getting together to take drugs, and vampires don't feel as as humans, but they're refreshing, and the drugs don't affect their bodies. So vampires take a lot of drugs.

Yang Dong sent the four vampires to meet God.

Another wave, hiding in the cemetery, damn, actually dug a hole under the cemetery, hiding in this, it's really perverted, you can't die, that can't disturb the rest of the dead.

Yang Dong directly went down with a few barrels of gasoline, burned the vampires in it, and cremated them on the spot.

The only one who escaped was caught by Yang Dong and taken prisoner.

Look, took two vampire dens, killed six vampires, and captured one alive.

Do you still have any opinions on Lao Tzu taking down the blood station? I haven't told you that the Red Cross will cooperate with vampires and provide blood to them.

The high-level of the Red Cross Society was so frightened that they hurriedly apologized to Yang Dong, ancestor, you robbers took our blood station, we didn't say anything, it's up to you. This collusion with vampires, that's really wronged, I really think they're a pharmaceutical company.

The Red Cross Society was also unlucky, and met such a scoundrel as Yang Dong.

There's no way, Yang Dong is a scoundrel, someone supports him, the National Security Bureau is holding Yang Dong on his side: It doesn't matter if you toss casually, it doesn't matter if you break the sky, the National Security Bureau will help you bear it when the sky falls, how about it? Can that vampire captive be handed over to the NSA now?

A living vampire, what a scientific value-

In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since Yang Dong returned to Tinghu.

Lord Belle sent news from the earl, and the earl was very dissatisfied with Yang Dong's slow inaction.

Yang Dong didn't forget about this incident, it was completely because he was busy with things on the side of Tinghu and couldn't spare time to go back to the company at all.

What Yang Dong was most afraid of was that once he left, Yang Men would not be able to withstand it.

Yang Dong delayed for a month, suffering Lord Belle, and Lord Belle came back for two purposes: first, to help Yang Dong; Second, monitor Yang Dong.

Seeing that Lord Belle was almost unable to stand it, Yang Dong started work slowly.

Lord Belle thought that he should at least buy a plane ticket and go back.

Yang Dong didn't do this, he applied for a special plane with the company, but was rejected by the company, Yang Dong was reluctant to spend his own money to buy a ticket, so he didn't go back.

He opted for an affordable option, video chatting, spying on messages.

"Brother Yang Dong, it's been a long time since you've contacted your family!" The video was just connected, it was red, and I couldn't see anyone at all, so I heard a coquettish woman's voice.

"Stand back!" Yang Dong stared at the video. "Back off, you're blocking the camera."

The red color in the video moved back for a while, and then I saw clearly that it was a fat girl in red clothes, and the fat body was stunned.

That's three fucking hundred pounds, right?

"Oh, Monica, you've lost a lot of weight, you're getting slimmer!" Yang Dong squinted his eyes and screamed without changing his face.

"Ah!!! Are you sure? Brother Yang Dong, am I really thin? Monica, the chubby girl in the video, was also excited.

"That's, look at this little brute waist, tsk!" Yang Dong said with his eyes shining.

Lord Belle hid behind, his eyes widened, he couldn't find his waist, and he was still small? This Yang Dong, flirting with girls is too limitless.

"Look at the chin, look at the chin, it's all pointed-" Yang Dong continued to open his eyes and say nonsense.

This chin, at all, is simply hanging a bucket.

"Monica, have you lost weight!" Yang Dong said resentfully.

"Well—I've lost weight, I'm eating less now!" Monica was very happy to be touted by Yang Dong.

"Why are you losing weight, you are in good shape, where do you need to lose weight!" Yang Dong looked very distressed.

"No, Brother Yang Dong, I've crushed three beds this year." Monica said shyly.

"That's the poor quality of the bed, my Monica's sister's figure, that's the standard beauty body-" Yang Dong's face didn't change his face and opened his eyes a lot of nonsense.

This article is from Reading Rim Novels