The faucet in the bathroom has been on for a long time, and the icy cold water splashing on the face makes the hangover of the flowing fire a lot more comfortable. Bayi Chinese[[?.)8)1]Z>?.COM stood in front of the mirror, holding a comb and the skin care products provided by Jiang Wen, carefully recalling the previous usage, and quickly freshened up.

There's no way, what kind of song to sing in what mountain, since you have come to such a world that attaches great importance to appearance, then you can't be exempt from vulgarity.

Iron buddy Jiang Wen has been helping the fire to clean up, he always feels that the boss is very strange today, especially the boss's expression after Mao Feifei appeared just now, it is really the same as owing money to others.

Mao Feifei must have sued the black, just look at her smug appearance.

"Boss, you can be careful, Mao Feifei is said to have a leg with Luo Zongrui, how did you offend her, and you are still late today, this is a ready-made handle..."

Jiang Wen said that Luo Zongrui is the superior manager directly under Liuhuo and Mao Feifei, his ability is not very good, but he is related to the president, and he is the nephew of the president Luo Ye.

In fact, he is the department manager, that is, he is in charge of after-sales, internal service, security team or something, and he can't get the key departments of sales, finance, and research.

But it's not a problem for the official to crush people to death, and the manager to press you as a small supervisor.

The cleaned up flow fire patted the undried toner on his face, and said with a wry smile, "The soldier will cover the water and cover the earth, what are you afraid of, he can't eat me..."

After saying that, he turned around and left the bathroom and went straight to the manager's room.

"What are you doing? You're an hour late, and you haven't handed in the weekly report to me yet, do you want to do it?"

"Flowing fire, I said what is good about you. You are also a veteran employee of the company, the after-sales team of more than 100 people, I am relieved to hand it over to you, you are managed like this?

"Do you think that you are an old employee, and you have cleared the door of this company, and you will your tail? Do you think that no one can touch you? Even if the president once praised you, it is also in the past..."

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Luo Zongrui is a bald man in his early thirties, not tall and not small in belly, and his big eyes are over-drinking. Although the whole person is wrapped in a high-end suit, the temperament is indescribably obscene.

Liuhuo stood honestly in front of the desk, bowing his head and drooping his head extremely docile, which made Luo Zongrui, who had been reprimanded for a long time, feel a lot more comfortable.

Liuhuo put on such a docile appearance, not only because he was under the low eaves, but also because Liuhuo had heard Manager Luo's heart.

"Flowing fire, don't blame me, just now Mao Feifei sued you for this, and the door hasn't been closed yet, and the employees outside have heard it, I can't say anything if I don't scold you..."

"But you kid should also be scolded, you haven't been with me for two months, the sisters in the golden splendor have missed you for a long time, you're not happy when you're not playing, and I'm not happy to make Lao Tzu, I really should be scolded..."

Liuhuo listened to the manager's heart and smiled bitterly. Oh, how could this Liu Huo be such a thing before, Bai Chang has a good skin, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling.

I miss the heroes of the Flowing Fire Generation, the King of Peishui, the God of Light, the son of the God of War, so many titles are on me, if I let the Suzaku them know, I am possessed by such a wine-colored gentleman, they will have to laugh at me to death.

Thinking of this, Liuhuo actually subconsciously came out happy. It doesn't matter if this pleasure is born, he stuffed back the second half of Luo Zongrui's words.

I don't know what's wrong, the unconscious evil smile of the flowing fire actually made Luo Zongrui exude a cold breath from his heart, and he rushed up along the backbone of his back.

He knew that the current Liuhuo was not the lascivious little white-collar worker he used to be, and now standing in front of him was the master of Peishui's millions of people, the commander of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and the Flowing Fire Lord, known as the God of Light and the son of the God of War.

Years of experience as a superior have allowed him to develop a unique temperament, which is an aggressive aura that cannot be looked at directly.

What's more serious is that the flowing fire was killed by blood and fire all the way, and the lives that died directly under his hands were not one thousand but eight hundred, and the lives that died indirectly in his hands could not be counted.

This kind of person is born with a kind of momentum, which is the aura of the superior, and it is not something that such a wine-colored little manager can resist at all. The flow of fire deliberately suppressed himself just now, and it was nothing strange, but now he unconsciously showed a little first-class exposure, and he stopped Luo Zongrui's waste wood at that time.

Luo Zongrui didn't know how to describe this feeling, anyway, a few years ago, his uncle took him to visit a low-key elder, at first Luo Zongrui didn't know who to meet, but as soon as they met, they were dumbfounded, they actually went to meet the last national leader!

Luo Zongrui was dizzy at that time, what is the two trembling forces, what is the knees being soft, he felt an invisible aura crushed him to death, and he was out of breath.

What was said and what was asked for at the meeting that day, Luo Zongrui didn't remember anything, and his mind was completely blank.

When he left there in a daze, all he got was a sigh from his uncle. It was from that day that Luo Zongrui was assigned to this department in charge of logistics.

What's going on today? Luo Zongrui suddenly had a feeling of returning to that night, how did the smiling Liuhuo on the other side suddenly become unrecognizable, his legs actually trembled unconsciously, and even his knees were sore.

Luo Zongrui, who picked up the coffee, poured himself three sips of hot coffee in a row to calm his mood, and the evil smile of the flowing fire was only a few seconds.

"Do you remember what I said?"

When Liuhuo heard this, he quickly nodded, "Remember, thank you for the cultivation of the leader, I guarantee that there will be no next time, I guarantee that there will be no more."

"Well, then you go to work, and remember to close the door when you go out..."

Flowing Fire went out with a sneer, and gently closed the glass door by the way. As a result, as soon as I looked up, I saw that not far away, Mao Feifei was looking at his appearance with a group of company beauties with coffee.

Maybe Luo Zongrui really has some handle in Mao Feifei's hands, anyway, the door was not closed at all when he reprimanded the flowing fire just now, and everyone who came and went outside could see and hear it.

Mao Feifei is the complainant, and of course she will not let go of this good show. Before Liuhuo entered the house for training, she had already mixed coffee and brought a few sisters who could say it to watch the excitement.

"Sister Feifei, you really have the ability to make Liuhuo suffer such a big loss, and now his face is on the ground..."

"That's it, I'm not used to seeing this little pervert for a long time, and the eyes of the two thieves are always staring at people's chests..."

"No, that look is a pervert, staring at people and staring into the flesh..."

"Phew... Don't be ashamed, don't you just want men to stare at you? or you wear shapewear..."

"Oh, you're so annoying, when am I going to wear it..."

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A group of eight women chatted non-stop on the other side, you said that their voices were quiet, but the volume could still make the people around them, especially Liuhuo, hear clearly.

But you say they're loud, but they're still whispering, and you can't find anything wrong with them.

A group of women gossiped there, and a group of male employees around them also had no intention of working, listening with their ears pricked up, and even when people heard the shapewear underwear, they kept looking at the chest of the woman who was talking from the corner of their eyes.

Liuhuo smiled bitterly, shook his head and turned to leave, but just as he was about to leave, a faint voice of his heart entered his consciousness.

"You hate me, don't you? I know you hate me, and even I hate myself. I'm a divorced woman, and you deserve to look down on me..."

"I know you just want to play with me, but do you know what I think in my heart?

This resentful voice caught the footsteps of the flowing fire at that time. All the rumors and memories about Mao Feifei appeared, this is a poor woman, who divorced due to domestic violence after only half a year of marriage. But once a woman is divorced, it seems that she has become something that all men can touch.

Regardless of their age or whether they have been married or not, they all have some ambiguous fantasies about such a young and beautiful divorced woman. Poor Mao Feifei struggled among the wolves, what else could she do besides making herself more spicy?

At that moment, Liuhuo fully understood that Liu Huo had worked so hard to hook up with Mao Feifei before, but it was not that Mao Feifei didn't like him, but a kind of self-protection from her. It is precisely because of the love in her heart that she cherishes it unusually.

Now Mao Feifei's revenge is also a truth, this is a weak woman who is weak in heart but desperately pretends to be a hedgehog. It's not so much that she wants revenge, but that she wants to make Driftfire's impression of her even stronger.

"This is a very poor girl!" the professor sighed.

Thinking of the flowing fire here, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes as pure as water shot directly into Mao Feifei's eyes, and a warm feeling from the bottom of his heart occupied Mao Feifei's heart.

The flowing fire is really powerful, he can actually mobilize Yang Yu's divine consciousness repair ability, and use that healing light to try to soothe the sadness in Mao Feifei's heart.

With a bang, Mao Feifei's cup fell on the table. Her eyes had been overrun by the fire, and the strange light shot through her eyes straight into her heart.

At that moment, she forgot the complaints she complained about in her childhood because of her parents' preference for sons, and also forgot the infidelity of her first boyfriend, and even forgot the hellish married life for half a year, and even forgot all her romances after divorce.

At that moment, his heart was as pure as a snow-capped mountain.

Mao Feifei was already stunned, and even the girls around her were dumbfounded, when had they ever seen Liuhuo have such a warm and pure gaze, and a stinky man actually released a temperament called holiness all over his body.

These girls don't know, not even the Flowing Fire. In modern society, due to the repeated contamination of the five colors and five flavors, people's consciousness has long been weakened, if it is replaced by the words of the little Lori on the altar of the wasteland.

"People in this world have almost zero mental energy"

A flowing fire with a divine sense against the sky and an incomparably powerful spiritual power has brought these girls an impact on their hearts, which is simply unimaginable.

These girls, at that moment, really felt what is called happiness.