"If the company determines that you are the result of the analysis department, it is estimated that you will be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life." Qian Qiang looked at me and said.

"Old money, are you going to throw me into the crocodile pool when you buy a ball?"

I couldn't help but be dumbfounded when I heard it, there was a Huang Hao in my hometown, but I didn't expect to come to Macau, or this routine!

"What a mess, the company will let people break your legs directly!" Qian Qiang gave me a blank look.

it!

This is too ruthless, break your leg hard, then you can't hurt to death!

Wait, what does this guy mean when he said bull and horse noodles or something? As soon as I saw that the elevator was approaching, I quickly asked him what bull head horse noodles were.

"Just the two in our analysis department

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