Chapter 22: It Was Not a Dream
I have the heart to kill Lei Zhenzi, can Fan Jian mess with electricity? People go back to the company with a casual word, no matter if you are Nezha He or a mad god, even if the Jade Emperor goes down to earth, Ming'er will have to roll on the street and lay on the ground......
Fortunately, I stopped it in time, otherwise Fan Jian would never have been able to make a mistake in the future: "Are you full of food and have nothing to do?" Okay, what are you doing with electricity? You see that people ask you to give electricity, and J8 is smoking. ”
I said to Lei Zhenzi, and he was still unhappy: "What's wrong with my hair?" What does it matter if I dare to knock him down? ”
"Anyway, you can't just get this person, although this realm is under my control, but he is the leader above me, do you understand? Just like your Lei Bu Wen Zhong is the main god, he is the biggest. ”
Lei Zhenzi pursed his mouth: "Wen Zhong didn't let us die before he became a god......
I was so angry that I wanted to smoke him, but I was afraid that the girl would be anxious to split me, and for a while he choked me to speak, and after a while, I said: "I don't understand with you, hurry up and take a hand, and lift the person on the bed first." ”
To say that this Fan Jian is too heavy, lifting him is like lifting a pig, although Lei Zhenzi has lost mana, he is a great god after all, the foundation is there, he doesn't have to work hard to carry it, I can't do it here, Fan Jian's body of more than 200 pounds is basically dragged by him, and I can't do anything at all.
Putting Fan Jian on the bed, I hurriedly pulled the paper and wiped all the foam in his mouth, and he woke up after pinching him for a long time, and his eyes were confused: "What happened to me just now?" ”
Was this man electrocuted or what's going on? Since he asked me, he naturally couldn't tell the truth: "You just stepped on the wire." ”
"Oh!" Fan Jian looked like this, and then said to Lei Zhenzi: "By the way, you just said that you will soon be able to make your hair like you, how can you get it?" ”
I made a silent gesture at Fan Jian: "This is his unique skill, and the method is not said to the outside, you have to pay for this, Dong Xiaoyan gave him an annual salary of one million." ”
Fan Jian was surprised: "It's so expensive!" Then I don't ask, I was thinking about asking this master to design my hair......"
I couldn't help but laugh and look at his Mediterranean, this is still a chicken feather? I can buy a wig directly......
"I said, Xiao Jiang, what are you doing with a wire in the middle of the house? You almost didn't electrocute me just now. Fan Jian jumped out of bed and asked me while moving his body, I could only casually say nonsense: "Dong Xiaozhu said that it was too cold and needed an electric blanket, but this line was not long enough, so I connected a plug board, and as a result, the rubber wire of the socket stepped on the skin this morning, and you came before I had to change it urgently." ”
"Huh! Miss Dong is so rich, you still use electric blankets! Isn't it easy to buy an air conditioner directly? ”
"Didn't I keep this upstairs situation from you all along? Wouldn't it be all exposed if you install an air conditioner? Besides, my electricity bill is paid by the company, how expensive is the air conditioner, doesn't this increase the burden on the company? ”
I was talking nonsense righteously, and Fan Jian also admired it very much: "Xiao Jiang, you are really good, think about the company everywhere, and now there are too few employees like you who can bear hardships and think well, so I will write an application after I go back, because the conditions of the warehouse are too simple, let the company pay for you to install an air conditioner." ”
Ooh! The casual nonsense actually had an unexpected effect, and an air conditioner fell out of thin air......
"Thank you, Mr. Fan." I was thrilled to hold Fan Jian's hand, although his power disgusted me, but after all, he did a good thing for me.
"It's all buddies, don't talk about this, by the way, what about Miss Dong, why aren't you at home?"
Listen to Fan Jian's words! He already thinks of this treasury as my home......
"Went to his brother's." When I was talking, the phone rang, and when I picked it up, it was actually Dong Xiaozhuan calling, I took the phone and shook it in front of Fan Jian, and then pressed the answer button.
"What's the matter?"
"You pay attention to the time and come over early, don't make my brother wait too long."
Dong Xiaoyan came out with such words for no reason, which made me confused: "Why come over earlier?" What are you talking about? Why didn't I understand at all? ”
"Didn't I call you last night? My brother wants to see you today. ”
"When are you going to call me...... I suddenly remembered that I did have a dream last night, saying that Dong Xiao's eldest brother wanted to thank me, fuck, it turns out that this TM is not a dream......
"Did I promise you to see your big brother?" I'm so angry, it seems that my body has been overloaded in the last few days, and I don't even know when I answer the phone when I sleep at night.
"You agreed, I said my brother wanted to see you, and you said, 'Okay'."
I covered the receiver with my hand and said to Nezha, "I answered the phone last night and said hello?" ”
Nezha hadn't slept all night, and he must have been clear about my movements, he nodded: "Say, you touched the mad god's ass and said it, it's so big!" ”
Groove ......
"What time is it?" Regardless of whether it is a dream or not, since you have promised, you can only go, and it is a bit shocking to release the pigeon of the chairman of a large group.
"Hurry up, about ten o'clock, do you want me to pick you up now?"
"No, I'll come by myself, you can send the address to my mobile phone." Hung up the phone hastily, and I just used this excuse to send Fan Jian away: "Mr. Fan, I have something to do, can you see if I can go out?" ”
"I heard that you answered the phone just now, you were going to see that Dong Xiaoya, right?" Fan Jian's eyes lit up, revealing a look of envy.
I nodded, "yes, about ten o'clock." ”
"Then don't hurry up, in this way, if you go to the company with me, I'll go back and pick up my car to send you."
I waved my hand again and again: "Forget it, I won't drive you, I have my own car." ”
Fan Jian laughed at himself: "Look where I want to go, your relationship with Miss Dong is like that, can you not have your own car?" Nacheng, go ahead, the things downstairs are almost over. ”
I was talking to Fan Jian while preparing to rush downstairs, and when I passed by the kitchen door, I saw You Heng standing in the kitchen with a lost face, probably based on the guilt of last night, I stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Mad God, don't be angry anymore, I really didn't mean to do it last night, do you say I'm a big man?" ”
"Don't talk about it, you can find a Lang Zhong to treat me, and I'll move downstairs when I'm better."
This person is still angry with me, I am speechless: "Big brother, we don't have door-to-door service services, otherwise, if you go into the city with me, will I take you to the hospital?" ”
"What is the hospital?"
"It's the place where Lang Zhong treats the patient, come on, come with me quickly, I have other things." I pulled the mad god and was about to go downstairs, but the mad god picked up a rag from the stove and put it on my face, and I pulled the greasy cloth strips: "Big brother, which song are you going to sing?" ”
"I, the pride of the heavens and the genius of the world, how can you go out to meet people with this face?"
His face is now swollen like a pig's head, but he still maintains that unique arrogance, which amuses me straight, remembering the last time Huang Shuhe's cousin came to play with me, I hurriedly went back to the house and turned it out for him to put on his face, and said, "Yes, you can wear this." ”
The mask is a SpongeBob SquarePants face, which is quite funny, and the madman touches the mask and asks, "Is it pretty?" ”
I nodded with a smile and gave a thumbs up, "Pretty powerful......"
Coming down from the second floor, the company's car was ready to go out, Xiao Ding handed me back the key to the warehouse, saying that the warehouse registration had been done for me, I thanked again and again, and stepped on my small three-wheeler while talking, Fan Jian poked his head out of the co-pilot's window, and said speechlessly: "Xiao Jiang, the car you just said is this?" ”
"Or what do you think?"
"I think it's going to have to be a masalati!"
"It's still Masera, let's go quickly, Mr. Fan, or I'll be late for ...... in a while"-
Partition -
Some readers in the book review area said that I plagiarized Xiaohua's "The First Chaos in History", and my creativity was borrowed from chaos, which I admitted, and I also said that writing this book was greatly influenced by Xiaohua, but if you want to talk about plagiarism, may I ask which part of the chaos I plagiarized? Which of the little flowers' baggage did I steal? If it is said that writing funny and reverse wear is plagiarism, then there are too many guns in the online text, according to this standard on the line, then I admit that I plagiarized the Xinhua dictionary, because all my words can be found on it, I just want to bring happiness to everyone in this book, a very simple original intention, but when I bring happiness to readers, can you trouble everyone not to treat the author as a trash can, and throw any garbage here.