Staring at the USB flash drive in Jian Ai's hand, Ding Xi was in a trance, although he had a bad premonition in his heart, but now that he really saw it with his own eyes, he was still so angry that he was dizzy.

At this time, the content in the USB flash drive has been clearly played on the projection, which is all the manuscripts of "Please Call Me Life Breaker", and the audience is in an uproar.

Xiong Chumo coughed dryly twice, and explained proudly: "Everyone, everyone is an insider, looking at the date shown on this string of archived documents is a few months ago at the earliest, it is enough to prove my innocence, right?" I won't say anything superfluous. ”

After speaking, he put his hands around his chest and looked at Ding Xi with a smile, his eyes were full of provocation, and he looked like he was winning.

Hao Qian lost no time in continuing to mend the knife: "Ding Xi's notebook also has the same document, but the date of the document is yesterday!" ”

Speaking of this, she actually cried a little, "Last night, while the editor-in-chief Xiong was away, he had to let me ...... I can't help it! ”

"He forced me everything!" After Hao Qian explained the so-called plagiarism coerced by Ding Xi, the last sentence was loud, and her sharp fingers pointed directly at Ding Xi, like a sharp spear.

Ding Xi felt his head "buzz", and he stared at Hao Qian with both eyes, feeling that he had never really known this woman.

Hao Qian didn't feel the slightest guilt about him, turned around and bowed deeply to Xiong Imo with red eyes: "Editor-in-chief Xiong, I'm sorry!" I was also forced to do what he said, and if he didn't do what he said, he would come to my house and force me to pay back. ”

Hao Qian's family background is not very good, and she and Ding Xi are boyfriend and girlfriend, and everyone knows that after her crying like this, Ding Xi's plagiarism has almost become a sure fact.

The rich have a lot of help, the poor dick has little help, Ding Xi is a poor dick, and Xiong Chumo has a lot of income and a superior family background, and he drove a BMW 730L in his early thirties.

The melon-eating masses were filled with righteous indignation, and the condemnation was higher and higher, saying that Ding Xi was human-faced and beast-hearted, scolding him for scum and letting him get out of the company abounded, and some people even shouted "Down with Ding Xi!" "The thunder population number.

Hao Qian wiped her tears and pretended to be weak, but instead of anyone blaming her, she won a lot of sympathetic glances.

Xiong Chumo was very satisfied with the effect of the scene, and comforted Hao Qian "sincerely", and generously said that he didn't blame her, and he had to thank her for reminding her before the meeting, otherwise he would have been cheated by Ding Xi.

Shaded! It's so completely yin!

Ding Xi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and looking at the cooperation of the two drama spirits, he suddenly understood why Hao Qian, who was usually lukewarm to himself, had been sticking to himself uncharacteristically these days.

Yesterday, she took the initiative to give her arms and hugs, and she had to go to her own house, but she just took the opportunity to do something.

What a scheming, with a face like a peach blossom and a scorpion!

Ding Xi was in place, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself: "Why is this?" ”

He can be said to have poured out his heart and lungs to Hao Qian, except for the basic living expenses and his mother's escort fee, the rest of the money was subsidized to her, but he didn't expect to get back betrayal and frame-up, he became a street rat that everyone shouted and beats, and he was not even as good as shit, at least no one dared to step on shit.

"She's lying, the two of them are working together to me!"

Ding Xi's back was soaked, and he felt dizzy, but his argument seemed so pale that no one wanted to believe him.

Regarding the drama in front of her, Jian Ai has been watching coldly and has not made any statement, in fact, she has already guessed eight or nine points in her heart about the truth, but she is not ready to help Ding Xi come out.

She slowly put down the teacup in her hand, and an imperceptible smile appeared on her cold face: "Since the facts are so clear, then what to do, dismiss the meeting." ”

"Mr. Jane•••••• you wait!" Ding Xi woke up suddenly, and understood that after Jian Ai left, his "crime" would be implemented, and there would be no turnaround.

Jian Ai stopped, glanced meaningfully at the wrench hanging around Ding Xi's neck, and lightly dropped a sentence: "I only look at the results, and I don't sympathize with the weak." After saying that, he walked away quickly.

She really didn't want to look at Ding Xi again, not just because of Ding Xi's nest just now, but more because of the dissatisfaction she had buried in her heart before.

Dad, who has always loved him, actually designated Ding Xi, a waste, to be her husband! The thought of this makes her angry.

"The surname Xiong, I'm fighting with you!"

Looking at Jian Ai's sassy back, Ding Xi's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the lake, roared angrily, jumped on the conference table in disregard, and pounced on Xiong Imo.

Xiong Chumo was pushed by Ding Xi with all his might, and with an "oops" sound, he staggered two steps against the wall.

He is half a head taller than Ding Xi, and his physique is also strong, although he is usually a bit of a sissy, but he has a lot of strength and quick reactions.

On the surface, Ding Xi pushed Xiong Chumo, but in fact, Xiong Chumo's sandbag-like fist had already smashed on Ding Xi's waist and eyes first, but no one noticed this detail.

Seeing Xiong Chumo being beaten, a vote of melon-eating crowds surrounded Xiong Chumo and asked for warmth.

Hao Qian was even more courteous to him, with a disgusting slave appearance.

Ding Xi's face was pale and was hung aside, Xiong Chumo's punch just now was very powerful, and he almost lost his breath.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, sweating coldly in pain, but the pain on his body was less than one-ten-thousandth of his heartache.

Xiong Chumo took it when he saw it, took two steps forward from the crowd, and said to Ding Xi in a coy manner: "I won't pursue this matter, go to the hospital to have a look, don't come back in the future." ”

After speaking, he leaned close to Ding Xi's ear, lowered his voice and said fiercely: "Your woman's taste is good, but it's a pity that you can't even eat the leftovers, little cub, Lao Tzu just wants to wear your shoes and walk your way, so that you don't have shoes to wear, and you can't find the road, what can you do to me?" Get out of here! ”

Ding Xi covered his waist and abdomen with one hand, clenched into a fist with the other, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, his palms were sticky and warm, he wanted to smash the obscene and hideous B face in front of him with a punch, but he couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

Everyone only heard Xiong Chumo's previous words, and they all praised him for having a large number of adults and the demeanor of a leader, and the company will be able to prosper under his leadership in the future.

Anger makes people lose their minds, while shame makes people more sober.

Ding Xi completely figured it out, Hao Qian didn't love him, she didn't love him at all! It's ridiculous that I used to be so heartfelt to her!

One plays the role of a "tall priest", and the other becomes a holy, and the has been with the dog for a long time?

Watching the faces of these people with cold eyes, Ding Xi gritted his teeth and endured patiently, without saying a word, and every piece of his broken heart was branded with hatred!

He secretly swore that one day he would pay back all the shame and pain!

The crowd dispersed, and the silence of the empty conference room was suffocating.

Ding Xi sat alone for a long time, thinking of the past and being angry about his nest, slapping himself, and swearing revenge again, like a psychopath.

The job is lost, the love is gone, Ding Xi wanders aimlessly on the street, like a wandering ghost.

When night falls in early autumn, the street lights are on, the rolling traffic in front of him, and the lights of thousands of homes in the distance have nothing to do with him.

Hundreds of days and nights of hard work were wasted, and the fruits of victory were finally fed to the dogs, Ding Xi really couldn't be reconciled, anger and jealousy were entangled, like a flame roasting the tip of his heart.

As he crossed the underpass, he stumbled as if he had stepped on something, and then he noticed a beggar nestled in the shadows, with a straw hat over his head, and he couldn't see clearly.

But strangely enough, there were no begging porcelain bowls around him, but a few thread-bound books scattered around.

Ding Xi stopped and glanced at the pile of books, "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" and "Nine Yin True Scripture" •••••• all over the ground.

I will go, what an old routine, he shook his head and was about to leave, when the beggar spoke: "Young man, I see you ••••••"

"My bones are not clear enough, I don't want to buy either the "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" or the "Nine Yin True Scripture" Ding Xi said before he finished speaking, he decided that the beggar in front of him was a big fool.

"The young man is unlucky, but he is an acute child, I mean look at your obscurity, I'm afraid you've been unlucky since birth." The beggar spoke very slowly, and there was a little laziness in the old voice, which should be old.

He never glanced at Ding Xi from beginning to end, but his appearance was pretended to be profound in Ding Xi's eyes.

Ding Xi laughed and didn't think so.

"In the early years, the family had a sudden change, and today it has encountered a traitor."

As soon as these words came out, the contemptuous smile on Ding Xi's face froze.

He hissed, squatted down and said, "Old gentleman, can you tell me how to crack it?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a few bills, thought about it, and left fifty of them, and handed over the rest.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar laughed: "Do you think I am trying to do this outside of yours? The dark stars have passed, the bad luck is swept away, and when you are in the dragon roaring for nine days in the future, you can promise to always call Huazi something. ”

Ding Xi opened his mouth, this routine ...... A little old, right?

The old beggar continued: "At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, tonight to fight the tiger, face south three incense, knock on the ground eighteen times. Young man, it's time for you to worship your ancestors", after speaking, he changed his comfortable position, snored, and ignored Ding Xi.

Ding Xi returned home in a complicated mood, and it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

He was in the middle of a lot of humiliation, and he was not in the mood to cook, so after soaking a bowl of noodles and eating two bites, he felt that it was tasteless, threw the bowl away, lay down on the bed, and pondered the words of the old beggar.

Although the old beggar's words are a little unbelievable, Ding Xi is almost in a desperate situation now, there is only such a life-saving straw to grasp, if there is really a miracle, can Ji Tai come?

Ding Xi is clear about the routines in the cool text, if you want to pretend to be forced to slap your face, you must first be abused as a dog, and his encounter is absolutely in line with the character of the halo male protagonist.

"Yes, it must be like this, the adventure just now is the turning point, Lao Tzu will be able to counterattack after 12 o'clock, and then it will definitely make the pair of dogs and men look good, Nima, and I have to sing conquest to Lao Tzu."

The more Ding Xi thought about it, the more refreshed he became, but when he thought that the pair of dogs and men had already been embarrassed, I don't know how many legs they had, and they didn't even get a second blood in the end, and their mood was a little unbeautiful.

In an infinite tangle of repetition, the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall struck the clock at zero o'clock.

Ding Xi jumped up from the bed like a chicken blood, and the moment to witness the miracle came.

He ran to the window, knelt down in front of the south, and suddenly remembered that there was a missing prop in his hand, "There is no sandalwood at home, forget it, take a cigarette instead, it can also smoke, and sincerity is spiritual." ”

Ding Xi took out the wrinkled cigarette case from his trouser pocket, and looked, there were exactly three, standard, he lit the cigarette, held the cigarette butt tightly with both hands, and began to kowtow to the south reverently, and did not forget to say "Fight the tiger tonight!" ”

Just when he got up after the last knock, he suddenly found that there were antique envelopes on the ground, which were absolutely not available just now.

Did the ancestors really manifest themselves?

Ding Xi was so excited that he picked up the envelope tremblingly, and said three more times, "Thank you for the blessing of your ancestors!" Only then did he open it nervously.

There are two things in it, a letter and a card, Ding Xi first spread out the letter paper, and a few lines of crooked brush words came into view:

Boy, I am your ancestor Ding Fugui.

In order to become the richest man back then, he listened to the words of the wandering warlock and used up the fortune of his descendants for five hundred years.

Now that the 500-year period has arrived, I will give you a small gift as compensation.

May you henceforth, see the flowers bloom, see the girls love, be the groom every day, and enter the cave room every night.

"I'll wipe it, Lao Ding is real, it's really a small gift!"

After Ding Xi read the content of Lei Ren, he shook the envelope and found that there was nothing else, and understood that the little gift that the ancestor said was the card in his hand.

He took a closer look, this card is the same size as a lottery ticket, but the texture is harder, I don't know what material it is made of, and there are several Q versions of the character pattern printed on the front, and it can be vaguely distinguished that it is a portrait of a bull head and a horse face hanged ghost.

"What the hell?" Ding Xi looked at these patterns, but he still didn't know what to do, and turned the card over to check.

It doesn't matter if this flip, the five eye-catching scarlet characters on the back of the card, "Difu Nianniancai", made him scream.