- Damn, the comments of labor and management are gone.

- Mine too, I***......

- I found something terrible, and I ,,, ri......

……

All of a sudden, the style of painting became like this.

Many netizens quickly discovered that their comments had been deleted, and those comments that were unfavorable to Xue Yang would be displayed after he commented on Weibo, or they could not be commented on, and they immediately knew Xue Yang's practices and ideas.

His Weibo is finally much cleaner and more pleasing to the eye, and his mood to show off is a lot better, whether it is true or not, he feels that there seem to be a lot fewer people scolding him.

He finally sat down again, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, letting the comments on the computer scroll one by one.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and a frightened voice asked tentatively: "Mr. Xue, there is a lawyer in the company, who said that his old friend invited him and wants to talk to you, do you want to see him?" ”

"No see, no see, let him go, get out of here. Go as far as you want, roll me out. ”

Xue Yang slapped the table impatiently, and his angry tone passed through the door panel.

There was no sound outside the door for a moment, and the world was quiet again. Xue Yang still had a headache and picked up his mobile phone and glanced at his Weibo status and Lu Xi's Weibo status, he was very impatient and opened the editor again, and posted a confession for himself again, smearing Lu Xi's Weibo by the way.

Just clicked send, there was another knock on the door outside the door, and it was still the voice of the person just now: "Mr. Xue, that person said that if you don't see him, you will definitely regret it, and even if you beg him at that time, he will not see you again." ”

How unreasonable!

Coming in was a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, his head combed, his hands in his pockets, a folder between his arms, a faint smile on his face, but with a hint of sarcasm, and his narrow eyes flashing brightly.

Xue Yang thinks that he has been crawling and rolling in the mall for a few years, and he can be regarded as being able to see it clearly for some people, of course, especially men.

The person in front of him is definitely not good, although he is smiling at himself, but through the glasses in those narrow eyes, you can feel the indifferent status in his eyes and the trace of looking down on people.

Also, he exudes a sense of being difficult to mess with.

"Who are you? Why did you come to see me? Xue Yang was very impatient, but he didn't stand up, he still sat on the comfortable chairman's chair with his legs folded and his legs crossed, looking at the man impatiently.

The man was not polite, he sat down on the chair next to him, and he also crossed Erlang's legs, and threw the documents in his hand on the coffee table next to him casually.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, I'm a lawyer."

He hooked the corners of his mouth, calmly took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, calmly and elegantly took out one and handed it to his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it, and spit out a puff of white smoke with enjoyment.

Smoking is not allowed in the chairman's office, Xue Yang glared at him with displeasure, but he seemed to feel that this person was really not simple, and his identity was a lawyer, which made him a little taboo, so he didn't stop him silently, so he could only suppress his anger.

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do? Xue Yang bent his fingers, knocked on the table, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the uninvited guest scrutinically.