Chapter 169: Shit Treatment
"You kid is stupid, dead, what is dead!" I glared at He Ruming with some anger, but who would have thought that He Ruming would still smirk.
I was stunned, how Ruming this kid shouldn't really fall for evil, right?!
I remembered what this kid said, and he met a ghost in the room.
"Hey, you kid sober me up!" I slapped him in the face, a "snap", a crisp slap, but He Ruming, this kid showed no signs of recovery, he was still smirking at me.
"You kid sober me up!" I slapped him again.
But the result was the same.
Wang Zu Wenle, who was on the side, laughed, and I glared at him, "What's so funny?" ”
"No, others are obviously stupid, even if you kill him, it's useless!" He said helplessly.
"Others are not stupid, they probably fell for other people's strange tricks, but they don't know how to get it."
"Well, then I, a fashionista, will tell you how to do it!"
After saying that, the kid took out the microphone again, and I couldn't cry or laugh, "Stop, don't give me this set." ”
I thought to myself that if I didn't stop him, this kid might be going to give me a hip-hop.
"Yo...... My name is Wang Zuwen...... A fashionista...... Yo ...... "Think about that scene.
And I've strangled this kid's talent show in the cradle.
"It's, it's so boring."
He spread his hands helplessly and gathered up the wheat.
"Don't be interested, didn't you say there was a way? Hurry up and tell me how to do it! ”
"Smell the shit for him!"
"I'll go, what the hell is your idea?"
"Don't say any ghost ideas, in the past, my old lady was evil, and a gentleman did this, and as a result, people were sober."
I couldn't cry or laugh, "Maybe it's a blind cat touching a dead mouse, just when your old lady is about to wake up." ”
"Then if you don't try it, he's still so crazy and stupid!" He pointed to He Ruming.
I thought about it and felt that if I didn't try He Ruming, this kid would definitely be crazy and stupid.
"Okay." Saying this, I took out fifty dollars from my pocket, "This is the money you helped me find someone today, and please do me a favor and get some shit!" ”
He took the money, "Huh? No, shit, that's shameless, I'm a fashionista......"
"Alright, fashionista, I'll add another 50."
He looked at my other 50 piece and put it away.
"Deal!"
"Aren't you a fashionista and don't want to touch shit?" I stared at him.
"Fashionistas have to be brave enough to take on challenges." His face was not red, his heart was not beating.
I couldn't stop crying and laughing, "Okay, okay, that's fast!" ”
In this way, I told him to do it, and this kid didn't say that he didn't do anything with the money he collected, and after collecting the money, he immediately went to work.
I originally wanted to loosen up He Ruming's kid, but when I thought of this kid being crazy and stupid now, if I touched him, maybe this kid would make some kind of moth.
So in the end, I still didn't have the courage to untie him.
After waiting for a long time, I heard a sound of footsteps, and I cautiously came to the door, thinking that it should be Wang Zuwen's kid back, right?
But when I raised my eyes, I found that it was not Wang Zuwen but Tang Hong in front of me.
Broken! Tang Hong should have come to take a look at this, wanting to confirm that He Ruming was not there.
If I am discovered by Tang Hong at this time, I will not be able to eat and walk around.
Gotcha, run!
Thirty-six counts are the upper counts.
I closed the door and was about to run out, but at this moment, I suddenly found that Tang Hong turned around and ran into the office, and she didn't come.
I was stunned, was it just to go back to the office?
I walked to the office unconsciously, and suddenly I heard Tang Hong making a phone call in the office.
What I heard is that the eldest prince came here to play, and he must be entertaining or something.
And then I heard what the boss was okay......
I was stunned, could it be the owner of the rose factory?
To be honest, in fact, I am also very interested in the boss of the rose factory, first, the establishment of the rose factory must be related to Mao Yingqiu, but a heart to support Mao Yingqiu, must have something to do with Mao Yingqiu, I think I may be able to meet this boss in the future.
However, what does the eldest prince mean when Tang Hong's mouth says that he is here? The boss's son is here?
I thought about this question carefully, but after thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was a bit boring, the boss's son will come, what is my business, and I don't know the boss's son.
Tang Hong was on the phone here, and after a while, someone came again, so I hurriedly dodged over, and I heard someone shouting Tang Hong.
"Manager Tang, the police still want you to make some notes, you hurry up."
"Good, good!" Tang Hong reluctantly agreed in the office.
After a few moments, she hurried out of the office.
After coming out, she suddenly. looked at the utility room not far away, and then she came to the utility room, I thought to myself, fortunately I came out early, it seems that this Tang Hong really wants to check it.
Tang Hong came to the utility room, opened the door of the utility room, and then looked inside, and after confirming that He Ruming's kid was still inside, she nodded silently, and then turned around and left the utility room.
I let out a long sigh of relief, and after watching him leave, I returned to Guan He Ruming's utility room!
But I remembered one thing, the cloth on He Ruming's kid's mouth was torn off by me, and I haven't put it back for him yet.
This kid didn't make a lot of noise just now, and I'm really lucky.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but go back to the utility room and push the door open to take a look.
Good guy, the cloth on He Ruming's mouth in the room has been stuffed again.
My eyes widened, looking at it in disbelief.
There's something wrong with that, I know......
I finished thinking about this question, and suddenly a figure came out of the utility room.
It's Wang Zuwen.
He smiled happily.
I couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you ......?"
"I just came back! Later, I found out that you seemed to be afraid of someone, and when you went out, I saw a woman coming here, and I was afraid that I would show my horse's feet later, so I plugged his mouth! He smiled and I tapped him on the shoulder.
"Well done!"
"That's, who am I, fashionista Wang Zuwen!"
"Alright, fashionista, how did I get you going?" I looked at him.
Wang Zuwen took out a small box from his back.
"This!"
He opened the box, and there was a white mass inside.
It's a bit hard!
"That's it, English shit, Chinese, shit, what!"
I couldn't laugh or cry, and the smell followed.