Chapter 39: Little One, Stupid
He was cautious, and he tried not to tremble as much as possible.
He was really frightened, Sheng Yan was the highest level of people, and there was a small-scale collapse incident when he came down to the construction site today, if he was held accountable, it was really not something that ordinary people like them could afford.
The corners of Sheng Yan's lips were hooked, and a trace of coldness floated: "Cut corners, tofu slag project." Excuse me to tell me there is no problem? ”
Word by word, without temperature, an aggressive breath came to the face.
Frightened, Wang Anhe trembled and knelt down for Sheng Yan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I won't next time." ”
Sheng Yan looked down at him, took a deep puff of cigarette, reached out and took the cigarette off his mouth, hooked his crimson lips and smiled: "Don't make such a big gift, we are all in a cooperative relationship, and you can't wait much lower than me." ”
What he said was really like that, but if it was really like that, he just called him up.
"Are there any other places to cut corners?"
Wang Anhe was breathless, he didn't dare to speak, he didn't know what came to mind in his mind, and there was a tangled look in his eyes.
Sheng Yan took in the bottom of the eye, smiled, and asked lightly again: "Is there any?" ”
"Nope."
Sheng Yan nodded, and muttered his words again: "No." ”
Smiling, he said, "Get up." ”
He didn't seem to be angry, he had a smiling face from beginning to end, his expression was lazy, and there was a lazy energy in his bones.
Wang Anhe stood up tremblingly.
"Ahh
Under the bright sunshine, the man was as long as jade, and the cigarette butt between his fingers burned Wang Anhe's mouth, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge back.
Sheng Yan's other hand instantly pressed the back of Wang Anhe's head, and the cigarette butt was twisted around his mouth, burning red bubbles.
He didn't dare to look directly into Sheng Yan's eyes, he was cold and thin without any emotion, and it was so cold that it made people fall into an ice cellar.
After three or four seconds, Sheng Yan slowly let go of his hand, and he continued to smile: "Why did you accidentally hit the cigarette butt so much?" ”
His cold pupils looked directly at the red bubbles burning on the side of his mouth: "It's not hot, is it?" You slammed it this time, and I didn't react to dodge, I'm sorry. ”
Wang Anhe was so angry that tears came out of his eyes, listening to Sheng Yan's words, he was angry and angry, and he was more aggrieved in his heart, he dared to be angry now, he couldn't speak, he could only say aggrievedly: "No, it's okay, you didn't mean it." ”
As soon as he spoke, he pulled the pain in his mouth.
"The collapse, let you pay 20% less compensation, do you have any opinions?"
Sheng Yan did not let all the compensation, it is already very humane.
And Sheng Yan left a line, and did not pursue Wang Anhe's tofu slag project by cutting corners, and the money he was greedy for from it was enough to compensate for the collapse.
He just learned a small lesson, what he wants is to let Wang An and the next few days work hard and don't play tricks.
gave enough Wang An and the next horse.
Wang Anhe nodded again and again: "No, no." ”
"Is there still a place to cut corners?" Sheng Yan asked again.
Wang Anhe didn't think about it, and shook his head directly.
"God of Wealth." In the distance, the girl's beautiful voice came.
Jian Yu stood in the sun with the fruit, Sheng Yan walked over with his hands in his pockets, took the fruit in her hand, looked at the tired and panting Jian Yu and said, "Little guy, stupid, why don't you let the fruit seller send it?" ”
Jian Yu: "......" really didn't expect it.
"I'm tired, where can I find another little one? Well? ”
(PS: Next chapter 21:00~)