As the new white-haired man spoke, he glanced at the only psyllium still sitting in the office. The moment the two looked at each other, the white-haired man's eyebrows raised slightly. Then he raised his chin at the little Taoist priest and said to Sun Desheng: "You were also impulsive when you were young?" Now the impulsive results come to the door......"

This man known as Director Wu, the eight achievements are Wu Rendi as Sun Fatzi said. This looks thin and weak, and it can't withstand two shovels. Hearing his words, he said that he was the illegitimate son of Sun Fatzi, and the little Taoist priests in his hometown in the Northeast were all offered as immortals, even if everyone came to collect debts, no one dared to talk to him like this.

Psyllium, who has always been mouthful, rolled his eyes when he learned from Director Wu, and said in the same mean tone: "By the way, I'm here to find my son." The unlucky son was surnamed Wu with his mother, and I drank some wine when I took the name. I don't know if the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he calls him Wu Rendi......"

As soon as these two words of scolding came out, the office suddenly became quiet. Sun Desheng and the white-haired man named Spicy Zi, as well as Yang Shushu, all showed a mixture of surprise and fear on their faces. The three of them did not dare to come out, as if they were waiting for an impending storm.

And that Director Wu's reaction was also very strange, he didn't immediately turn his face and make a move, just stared at the young Taoist priest in front of him with strange eyes.

Worried about harming the pond fish, Yang Shushu walked out of the office directly along the wall. There were only two people left, Lazi and Sun Desheng, seeing that Director Wu had not moved, Sun Fatzi pretended to scratch his head, leaned into Lazi's ear, and said in a voice the size of a mosquito: "Why don't you persuade me?" ”

Spicy's mouth moved, but in the end he didn't dare to make a sound. He also grabbed his hair, and replied in the same sized voice: "Great Sage, do you really think that I can't die?" ”

Hearing that the spicy man didn't dare to persuade him, Sun Fatzi sighed, and then said to the white-haired Director Wu with a smiling face: "What, what do you say here, it's also my previous office." It's not that I said, don't be too heavy, it's hard to clean up when the house is full of blood......"

Looking at Sun Fatzi and Spicy Zi's submissive appearance, Psyllium sneered, not taking the three people in front of him seriously at all. From childhood to adulthood, no matter whether he was facing people or not, he never lost a fight. Wu Rendi is like this, three or five bundled together are not necessarily his opponents.

The trouble now is that on other people's territory, when there is a big movement, the other people in the building rush in, how can they get out of the way. As for the assistant who earns 100,000 yuan a month, it seems that there is no need to worry about it.

At this time, Psyllium had already thought of a routine, as long as the little white face surnamed Wu dared to make a move, he would grab the lampholder on the desk. Put the little white face down first, and then deal with him while the white-haired man named Spicy didn't react. The last fat man will be easy to do......

What I didn't expect was that Director Wu, who had a sour face, had no intention of making a move. He stared at Psyllium's face for a while before saying, "You're here to find me?" ”

Psyllium will be mistaken, thinking that this little white face is scared and looking for himself to go under the steps. He was originally a strong and competitive character, so he naturally wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after him. At that moment, the Taoist priest squinted at Wu Rendi and said, "Yes, I came to see ......."

Before he finished saying this, Psyllium knew everything as soon as his eyes darkened. At the moment of losing consciousness, I heard Director Wu say to Sun Desheng and Lazi: "This is what you found to block me?" Xu Fu sent ......"

When psyllium opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in the ICU ward of the hospital. His body was full of tubes, and although he was conscious, his body was wrapped in gauze, and his whole body was in great pain, and he even broke out in a cold sweat when he moved his fingers. I opened my mouth for a long time, but I couldn't even say a word......

At this time, psyllium's mind was blank, and he tried to recall it for a long time before he remembered who he was and how he was lying here because of his mouth. At that time, the two white-haired and a fat man were in front of him, and he didn't see the three of them do it, why was he so seriously injured? I can't figure this out.

After realizing that psyllium had woken up, the little nurse called his attending doctor. He was then examined. It took almost two or three hours to complete the examination, and as soon as the doctors and nurses left, the door of the ward opened again, and the greasy fat Sun Desheng walked in from outside.

Seeing that Psyllium opened his eyes, Sun Fatzi smiled, and then pulled a chair and sat beside him. Seeing that the little Taoist priest's expression was a little excited, he smiled and said, "I know that you can't speak yet, little brother, I say, just listen." Dude, I asked the doctor and said you have to lie down for another two months before you get out of bed. It's not that I said you, you can mess with anyone in the entire polling bureau, but you can't mess with that Director Wu......"

As he spoke, Sun Fatzi glanced back at the gate, and when he saw that there were no doctors or nurses passing by, he took out a cigarette and lit one. After taking a sip, he continued: "You are good, then Director Wu can still survive the pastime." It's not that I said, buddy, Director Wu and I are still related. Even if I cover up your words, they will be properly reduced to nothingness...... You know what nothingness means, right? By the way, little brother, you are a monk and understand what nothingness is. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Fatzi stuffed the half-smoked cigarette into the psyllium mouth, and then continued: "You sin, buddy, I have also suffered, I can take a puff of it." Razi also said that you can be in a coma for a year, but fortunately, Director Wu's subordinates showed mercy, and you have only been in a coma for three months......"

Hearing Sun Fatzi's words, psyllium was startled. I thought I was in a coma for a day or two, but I didn't expect that three months had passed with my eyes closed.

Sun Fatzi saw the change in psyllium's expression, he patted the Taoist priest's shoulder with a smile, and said: "Remember it in the future, don't make ethical jokes to Director Wu, this time you have a big life, if you do it again, you will really go to the Naihe Bridge to drink soup......

By the way, according to the rules, my buddy has checked your details for the past three months. Dare to love you are here to ask Boss Gao for help, you said this earlier, although Boss Gao is gone, but his business is my Sun Desheng's business. Isn't it a debt of 5,610,000? What's that, buddy, I'll pay it back for you. This is the receipt of those creditors......"

Sun Desheng said as he took out a large handful of receipts from his pocket. After letting Psyllium see that these debts had been paid off, Sun Fatzi continued with a smile: "Now this account has been transferred to my buddy's name, and our brothers will settle the account." According to the rules, I will calculate your interest at 20% a year, come, let's press a handprint, we will pay back this money slowly, buddy, I am not in a hurry......"

As he spoke, Sun Desheng took out the prepared IOUs and ink clay again. Regardless of whether the psyllium was dry or not, the ten fingers of the Taoist priest were stained with ink, and then printed on the IOU.

It's not too late, Sun Fatzi signed the name of psyllium on the IOU in front of the already little Taoist priest. This handwriting is the same as his own writing, and even if he finds a note-taking expert, he can't see any flaws.

"I know that it's inconvenient for you, little brother, I'll do it for you, buddy. Never say thank you. Let's say thank you is far away. Sun Fatzi smiled and put away the IOU, then looked at the psyllium whose eyes were about to burst into flames, and continued: "After the private matter is over, now let's talk about business, little brother, you have to talk about your origin...... Dude, I've tried my best to find out who your parents are, don't tell me that it's that fake old Taoist named Kong Dalong......"

When he said this, Sun Fatzi saw psyllium's mouth move. It seemed that he had something to say to himself, and at that moment he lay on the mouth of the little Taoist, and after listening to it for a while, he said with a smile: "You forgot just after saying it, don't talk about ethics......"