Ghosts and gods!

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This work is both silent and interestless, even if Lao Tzu yin you, can you find evidence?

No!!!

You are specially tailored for me Zhang Yi!

With you, I want to see if the unscrupulous owner of this branch can continue to do business!

Looking at the effect of the Ghost Messenger Charm again, Zhang Yi was about to cry!

What a scoundrel it would be if such a good thing were used by the gods to play pranks on each other. However, if it is used to help people get revenge, it will be much more interesting.

An evil thought quickly burrowed into Zhang Yi's mind and spread in less than a few minutes.

As the saying goes, Skynet is magnificent but not leaky, it's not that it is not reported, the time has not come!

Today, I Zhang Yi will be an ancient Bao Qingtian!

For myself, but also for many young men and women who were victimized by the old bastard, white-collar workers, teachers and students, they were ruthlessly angry and cleared their grievances!

What Zhang Yi said is not a little false in it.

During his part-time job, the unscrupulous branch owner took advantage of his power to stubbornly point the deer as a horse, and raised the printing cost of an A4 paper from five cents to two yuan!

That's not all, sometimes a primary school student comes to copy the test paper, and he can even raise the printing cost to three yuan!

Can you imagine the tragic sight of a kid making a copy of a workbook with only twenty dollars to make copies of seven test questions and cry as he goes home?

This TM can also be said by the boss who has no humanity to say that it is printed more and has discounts!

Zhang Yi was sent to the fence at that time, and there was a sentence that he really didn't dare to say.

That's it, fuck off, uncle! I did the work of picking up prostitutes, and TM wanted to set up a chaste archway!

This kind of person, Zhang Yi can't wait to hold it in his hand and glue his ears, nose and eyes with 502 glue. Let him also deeply understand what a dark life is like!

To say that this ghost envoy is really mysterious, Zhang Yi has just taken it out of the treasure bag. It then rushed into Zhang Yi's palm with a lightning speed and disappeared without a trace.

Lewd and incomprehensible, where is there a practical operation that is generally hearty?

Thinking of the days when he got up earlier than the chicken and slept later than the donkey, Zhang Yi resolutely decided to use this ghost messenger to clean up this damn boss!

This is a big deal, and today we still need to plan it well. But in order to rescue the oppressed masses as soon as possible, Zhang Yi can't wait.

On the way to the city by bus, he has to think of a foolproof plan!

……

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Yi boarded the No. 102 bus bound for Longquan North Road in the city center.

At this first stop, he thought very carefully, that is, he first went to the "Meiruhua Printing Main Store" to find the top boss of the unscrupulous boss.

Thinking about it, twenty minutes passed again. With the sound of a disembarkation announcement, Zhang Yi quickly jumped to the side of the stop sign, and his heart couldn't stop beating violently.

"The head office of Meiruhua Company, located on the third floor of Huaxing Culture and Art Plaza, is an ideal place for you to go for office printing, and you will be happy to drink your ......"

Not far away, there was a screeching sound from two high-powered speakers more than one person high, and Zhang Yi understood that it was time to leave.

This place is still relatively conspicuous, and it didn't take much effort, Zhang Yi took the elevator directly to the door of the main store.

It is said to be a company, but in fact, it is just a slightly larger physical store.

Inside, only a dozen or so employees tapped lightly on the keyboard, as if checking some information.

A tall old man who looked like a butcher and fierce came into Zhang Yi's eyes. The man was wearing a light blue shirt, and the pants on his chest were about to be tied up tightly, giving people a feeling of breathless sluggishness. The gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes add a lot of elegance to his overall image. The most bizarre thing is that he is shaking a puff fan in his hand!

"You guys are careful about your work, if a customer complains about it, where do you put my face as the head office manager? Look at Xiao Chen, he only knows how to apply grease and powder all day long, isn't he afraid that the powder on his face will fall into the crack of the keyboard and damage the keyboard? And Xiao Song, look at your typing posture, it's still so lazy, why don't you just find a rocking chair for you to be comfortable? Look at you one by one, do you look a little bit like a white-collar worker in the office, I'm really ......"

The old man took off his gold-rimmed glasses, just like a shrew standing on the street, and his mouth was like a river.

After the scolding calmed down, he brought the gold wire glasses again.

The huge contrast between before and after really made Zhang Yi a little difficult to understand.

Well, this old man is really the best. You wage earners, it's really hard!

Thinking of the purpose of his trip, Zhang Yi's eyes showed a sly look, and he slowly recited the incantation and walked towards the old man.

"Hello! Hello! ”

Zhang Yi took advantage of the old man's inattention, and slapped his palm on his back. After doing the whole action, he was so happy that he shook his hand at the old man, making a cute look.

But just when he got carried away, he suddenly found that the eyes of all the people around him who were immersed in work had changed.

It was a look of deep sympathy and condolences for Zhang Yi, and there was also a faint awe of the old man.

"Is this old man so terrible? I think it's fun, right? ”

Zhang Yi didn't believe in evil, and touched the palm of his hand on the old man's bare scalp.

"Hello, uncle, I have something I want to complain to you."

"You damn ......" The old man suddenly stood up from the swivel chair, his eyes staring at Zhang Yi's face like brass bells.

However, in just a few seconds, the anxious mood in his heart unexpectedly disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable sense of trust in Zhang Yi.

This feeling is very strange, so he has to believe Zhang Yi's words and have to obey them. It's like an extremely obedient child facing his mother, and he can't have the slightest rebellious mind.

Zhang Yi's eyes changed significantly when he looked at the old man, and he didn't hurry to say the words that had been brewing for an hour.

"You're the manager of the head office of the 'Picturesque' printing shop, right? I don't know if you have heard the name of Zhao Zhigang, the manager of the branch on Longcheng North Street? ”

The old man chuckled in his heart, isn't this his distant cousin?

Out of that inexplicable sense of convincing in his heart, he still nodded his head fiercely like a ghost.

"Well, I know, he's the manager of my branch. What's wrong? But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"I mean, let you fire him, I don't know what you mean?" In front of so many people in the office, Zhang Yi directly stated the purpose of the trip.