Qiao Jie walked over and looked at the beautiful secretary sitting on the ground, he was also a little dumbfounded, the secretary's paveniles were already red and swollen, and the knees wearing stockings were also broken, and he saw blood.

Qiao Jie asked, "How did you do it?" ”

The beautiful woman said with tears in her eyes: "I don't know, it seems that someone tripped over me, and I fell down, my knees were too heavy, and my ankles were twisted." ”

Qiao Jie looked at the beauty's five-centimeter high heels and said, "Don't wear such high heels next time." ”

The beauty was also angry when she was fallen, and said: "I usually wear these shoes to run 800 meters." ”

Qiao Jie said impatiently: "Okay, let Xiaofei take you to the hospital!" ”

After Qiao Jie finished speaking, he called the driver outside the door and asked the driver to help the beautiful secretary to go to the hospital to have a look.

The clone of a certain great god who was sitting on the throne eating fruit glanced at Ao Tian's clone, and said in his heart: I'm so old and still so naïve.

Ao Tian's doppelganger glared at the doppelganger of the great god, and said in his heart: You care about me!

The great god had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see anything and continued to eat the fruit.

Great God: That beautiful woman is usually arrogant, either scolding the cleaner or training the security guard, it's time to plant a fight.

Ao Tian: Of course, if she were a woman from a good family, I wouldn't do it.

The great god nodded: You play slowly!

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the office, and on the bookshelf behind Qiao Jie, three or four books that were well placed fell inexplicably and were smashing on Qiao Jie's head.

Qiao Jie stood up and scolded: "Who is TM cleaning today?!" ”

Qiao Jie just wanted to say that the books were not put away, but he was stunned, and he suddenly remembered that the cleaning of their company was not so diligent, and it was impossible to tidy up his bookshelves, and it was impossible for the books to be blown down by a gust of wind, wind? Where does the wind come from?

Qiao Jie sat down in his chair, and suddenly felt a sense of fear that he had never felt before.

In the era when he changed jobs, his comrades-in-arms whose families were in the city would be assigned to their parents' units after changing jobs, and if the family had some connections, they would also be assigned to better public institutions. And these people who come out of the countryside can only go home, his family is poor, and he doesn't want to be poor anymore.

With nothing, he followed a few brothers to fight desperately to grab the first black car line. Later, they monopolized the pork market, and at first there were disobedient people, and they would go to other people's houses with knives to make rules. After he gradually got rich, he broke away from those brothers and wanted to clear himself.

He moved to Harbin and wanted to open a restaurant in a proper manner, but someone came to him to collect protection money. With a smile on his face, after stabbing the man twice in the leg, he knew that he could not wash his name, because his nature was not white. A wolf is a wolf, and after all, it still has to eat meat.

Originally, he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, and he knew that if there was cause and effect, he would not have a good result. But after so many years of ups and downs, he believed. He told God all his hopes and hopes that he was doing what God had directed, and that he wanted to be blessed by God and Buddha.

It's a pity that the immortals he invited to say that what happened to him before were very accurate, but for his future, they were all brushed aside, and there was no practical word.

In order to bless his children and grandchildren, he invited the dragon vein of the master candidate, and he spent six months and spent more than one million yuan, but the yin house that he tossed out made him uneasy every day.

Last night, he actually dreamed that his grandfather asked him, how are you doing now, if not, move the grave back, grandpa is angry with Huang Xian every day in the Xinyin Mansion. According to his grandfather, the new Yin Mansion chose the wrong place, and it was better to be in the original place. Then a voice told him to move the ancestral grave back as soon as possible, otherwise disaster would not be far away.

When he woke up, the dream was as clear as what had just happened. He didn't sleep all night, thinking back to what had happened, the construction plan could be completed in only two months, but he built it for six months, the construction site collapsed three times, and countless workers were accidentally injured.

Before the grave was moved, everything was smooth for him, and after the grave was moved, he received a reminder from a "friend" that someone was secretly investigating his past. He has nightmares every night, and asking the master to do it doesn't work.

This morning, he gritted his teeth and decided to move his ancestral grave back. Unexpectedly, Xuanwu chose the day three days later, and he didn't expect that he wanted Xuanwu to help, but Xuanwu categorically refused.

He just asked Assistant Liu to use force on Xuanwu, and he must let Xuanwu finish the matter of the ancestral tomb, and within ten minutes, Assistant Liu was injured, and his secretary was also injured, and the injuries were the same, both of them were right feet.

Qiao Jie took out his mobile phone and glanced at Assistant Liu's WeChat again, yes, it was all right foot, could it really be an evil door.

Qiao Jie stood up and wanted to pour himself a glass of water, but just after taking two steps, he felt something trip over him, his body lost his center of gravity, and he fell forward to the ground.

Qiao Jie wanted to stand up, but found that his right foot was in pain. He wanted to call someone, and remembered that the driver had sent the secretary to the hospital, and his two originally capable assistants, one was lying in Shenyang Hospital, and the other should be in Yichun's hospital soon.

Qiao Jie struggled to jump to the desk, picked up the phone, and called the security guard.

After thinking about it, he sent another WeChat message to Assistant Liu, "I'll send someone else to deal with the grave relocation, you can recuperate!" ”

Assistant Liu immediately replied to WeChat and asked, "Mr. Chen, are they?" ”

"Let them come back! How much money does he want, pay him. ”

Assistant Liu replied: "They said that it was for merit cultivation and did not charge money. ”

Qiao Jie glanced at Assistant Liu's WeChat and scolded: "What kind of grandson is pretending?" Do you want to accept it or don't you dare to accept it? ”

At this time, the folder on the table somehow fell and smashed on his right foot, and Qiao Jie felt a pain in his heart again.

Qiao Jie suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he looked around nervously.

At this time, two security guards knocked on the door and walked in, Qiao Jie scolded: "What are you doing to eat, it took so long to come over." ”

The security guard said: After answering your call, we are running, okay?!

Security guard A asked, "Mr. Qiao, what are your instructions for calling us here?" ”

"Take me to the hospital, I twisted my right foot." After Qiao Jie finished speaking, he suddenly remembered why I am also the right foot.

Security guard B complained in his heart: Xiaofei just helped Secretary Lin to the hospital, is it okay for you to go together, why bother to toss it.

Qiao Jie picked up the phone, dialed the number, and said, "Master Qian, can you come to my office immediately?" Well, my office is not clean and I am in a hurry. ”

After Qiao Jie hung up the phone, he said to security guard A: "I won't go to the hospital first, you go to the neighborhood to help me find a massage, tell him that my foot is twisted, and ask him to bring safflower oil." ”

The two security guards said yes and walked out.

After the security guard left, Qiao Jie scolded: "A bunch of waste, but help me to the sofa and then leave!" ”