The sweat of the bean is dripping, wiping and dripping, and I can't wipe it off.

"Brother Dong, give me a hint. I...... I ......."

Dong Kui sat with a golden knife and spoke indifferently.

"Seven years ago, Fangzhou was restructured. 1.3 million square state employee files were transferred to the headquarters. The boss was appointed to take charge of the 1.3 million original files and inventory."

"When it comes to the merger, the boss took us two and a half years to find out everyone's files."

"In two and a half years, the boss has not left the headquarters for a single day. Eat and live in this office."

"Period. The boss had a difficult birth, and he returned to work on the day he gave birth. Hence the divorce."

"In the years since the boss was transferred, there have been two leaks involving the boss, both of which were identified as malicious frame-in!"

After indifferently speaking, Dong Kui immediately shut up.

When Tu Bensen heard these words, it was like five thunderbolts.

The four words of malicious framing even poked Tu Bensen into the abyss.

Looking at Dong Kui's indifferent and chilling face, Tu Bensen staggered back a few steps, like a walking corpse with his bones pulled out and slumped on the sofa, the whole person was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were shattered.

It was obviously the most ordinary routine investigation, but it turned into a malicious false accusation of the boss who dared to call Tang Anjun by his name!

It is difficult to describe Tu Bensen's fear and remorse at this time with all the adjectives in the world.

Sweat flowed long, diluting the expensive gel water on Tu Benson's head.

Meticulous noble hair is soft into a muddy chicken nest.

The warmest air conditioner at twenty-six degrees blew tirelessly, but Tu Benson shivered like an old hen.

The eyes that used to be invincible have also become dim.

Lifeless!

"Mr. Tu. Please continue. The boss is waiting for a reply."

Dong Kui, as before, was as calm as a mountain, and spoke indifferently.

Tu Bensen was like a dying old man whose life was on the verge of death, his teeth chattered, he looked at Dong Kui with a pale face, his bruised mouth squirmed hard, and his hoarse throat emitted the most painful and regretful sorrow.

"Brother Dong, I'm done with the trial......

Exhaling this breath with all his life's strength, Tu Bensen turned into a pile of sloppy mud.

"Okay. Confirm it."

When Tu Benson dragged the stump to me with the transcript, he didn't dare to look at me at all.

The left hand grabbed the right hand, and spasmed to sign the name on the transcript!

Cold sweat on the palms of the hands is strung into a stream, soaking the transcript!

The frightened Tu Bensen respectfully handed the transcript to Dong Kui with both hands, squeezed out the most ugly smile, bent his legs, and almost knelt down and kowtowed to Dong Kui.

"Please...... Brother Dong explained two sentences to the boss's kind words, brother...... Brother, I will never forget your great kindness."

Dong Kui was noncommittal, calmly signed the transcript to confirm, and threw down a sentence: "Mr. Tu, please wait a moment, I will report to the boss."

This poignant and chilling response directly killed Tu Bensen with thousands of holes and his soul was terrified.

The cold-faced beauty recorder quickly packed up her belongings, and hid in the corner with her head down, for fear of getting into Tu Bensen, a disaster star, and making herself unlucky.

The oversized office was silent, eerily quiet.

Sluggish for a while, Tu Bensen trembled and felt out the cigarette and lit it and smoked several times, but he was choked at once, bending over to cover his chest and coughing violently.

Even so, he was reluctant to put down his cigarette. One is not even halfway there, and another one is ordered.

One after the other, one after the other!

At this moment, Tu Bensen is like a frog boiled in warm water, an ant on a hot pot, and a bucket in a deep well......

Every minute and every second, I am suffering like hell!

I don't know how long it took, Tu Bensen walked quickly to the door and stood in the most standard posture.

The door was pushed open, and a full, arrogant heart-shaped face caught my eye.

The heart-shaped face is a type of melon seed face, and the upper part of the face is rounded

And the lower part is pointed, and it is also one of the most desirable and popular face shapes among women.

The heart-shaped face woman has a full forehead, her eyebrows are raised, and her delicate chin is slightly upturned forward.

"Smack!"

As soon as the woman stepped into the office, she threw a material in Tu Bensen's face, and a sharp and mean voice came out.

"This is the certificate from the file."

"Master Tong, this person, the original file is being recorded electronically. His original file is now in the Archives!"

"Show me clearly. Benson Tu. Tu Bazong."

"Now, what else do you have to say?"

The muscles on Tu Bensen's face tightened, squeezing out a bitter gourd smile that was even more ugly than Ma Zhongchao, and the chick pecked the rice and nodded frantically: "Su Mi, you work hard, please sit down, I will make you tea."

"Get out!"

Su Qingcheng angrily reprimanded Tu Bensen: "You are also worthy."

Tu Bensen smiled brighter, humble as an ant: "I don't deserve it. Unworthy. Please ...... Sue."

"Acknowledgment of receipt!"

Su Qingcheng regarded Tu Bensen as a maggot that was not as good as an ant: "Sign the receipt."

Tu Bensen nodded in a panic, quickly signed the receipt, and bent over and hung his head: "Thank you, Su Mi."

Su Qingcheng took the receipt and was disgusted, and his silver teeth were exposed: "Tu Bensen." You've made me remember you."

"Phew!"

With a vicious snort, Su Qingcheng's sharp eyes swept over my face, and he said coldly, "You. Child teacher. If you dare to mess around in the future, you can go directly to the general office to report and complain to me with your real name."

"Go back and tell Ma Lao Lai that your Fangzhou will disintegrate in another year, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head. Never to be seen."

After drinking, Su Qingcheng immediately turned around, slammed the door, and stepped away with a hatred of eight centimeters.

Until more than a minute after Su Qingcheng left, Tu Bensen still maintained the lowest posture.

After a long time, Tu Bensen finally returned to his place. Like an old man in his old age, he struggled to get up on his desk.

He let out a long breath of turbidity, and Tu Bensen was like being pardoned.

Although his heart still palpitated, he regained his domineering spirit for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Tidying up his appearance and wiping his sweat, Tu Bensen turned his head slowly, and said to me with a rebellious face.

"Master Tong, this matter ...... It's a misunderstanding. You don't have to go to the special one. Come down, I'll explain to Ma Zhongchao...... Your business, ...... for the time being."

Before Tu Bensen finished speaking, I scolded Tu Bensen: "Sorry for your mother!"

As soon as your mother scolded, the door opened again.

Dong Kui, who was steady, stepped in and stood at the door.

Obviously, Dong Kui heard me scolding Tu Bensen!

Tu Bensen's face changed, and he pointed at me in disbelief and shouted, "Who are you scolding?"

I raised my head, endured the severe pain of peeling my skin, and scolded Tu Bensen in front of Dong Kui: "I hate your mother!"

Dong Kui at the door was obviously stunned, and recovered in a moment, with no abnormality on his face.

Being insulted by me in front of Dong Kui, Tu Bensen's face was pale and hideous, like an erupting volcano, and he roared loudly: "You dare to scold again." There's a kind of ...... you again."

I tensed my face and hissed thunder: "Tu Bensen! I'm sorry for your mother!"

As I spoke, I rose to my feet, and the anger I had accumulated for a day and a night turned into flames of vengeance.