Brother Dazhi said a few polite words to his son, and seeing that his son's attitude was very resolute, he had to sigh reluctantly: "That's okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Then hang up and continue smoking.

His face didn't seem to change, but his sitting posture changed.

Just now he was sitting upright, but at this moment, he lifted Erlang's legs, his shoulders sank, his body collapsed to the right, holding a cigarette, and his thumb gently rubbed his temples.

The corners of his lips smiled evilly.

"Didn't stop it." Brother Dazhi's thin lips opened slightly. "You have to come over and help me with the staff, alas, it's really okay to take this stinky boy."

Chen Laodeng and Gu Laodeng had solemn faces, and they all looked at the leader of the three major courtyards, Wang Lin'an.

"The last time I saw Xiao Zhang, it was at his Beimang retirement ceremony." Wang Lin'an wrote lightly. "I'd love to have tea with him, too."

"Drop by and talk about my work schedule." Brother Dazhi doesn't open any pot to mention which pot, and he is calm and relaxed.

Wang Lin'an frowned and ignored Zhang Dazhi.

An old den who has been in the dead for twenty years.

I was a head short of myself back then, but what waves can I make now?

Poof...

In the quiet conference room, a slightly thickened fart sound suddenly sounded.

Wang Lin'an's eyes sank and he squinted at Dean Chen.

"I had a bad stomach last night." Dean Chen pouted his buttocks, his face sallow. "It's coming out..."

Hold your stomach and run away.

Dean Gu was dumbfounded, and his eyes were full of envy.

"The dinner you had with me last night." Wang Linan glanced at Dean Gu lightly. "I'm fine with my stomach."

"Dean Wang said it's okay, of course I'm healthy." Dean Gu lit a cigarette with a good attitude. "My old bones, it is impossible to be more hypocritical than Dean Wang."

Wang Lin'an's eyes were treacherous, and he didn't see joy or anger.

Brother Dazhi shook his legs, smoked a cigarette, and didn't squeak.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, the gatekeeper is nothing, as long as he can keep an eye on these old Dengs, he can get closer to the truth.

It's nothing to lose some people yourself.

Brother Dazhi's main consideration is his son's face.

I personally greeted these old Dengs.

Just arrange a janitor?

Brother Dazhi doesn't care, where to put his son's face?

When he turned around, his son was anxious, and he was furious on the spot: Brother Dazhi and Sister Yingzi, one person is the dean! Let outsiders see it, and I thought that General Zhang couldn't arrange it!

……

Recently, the work has not been smooth, and Shang Zhongtang, who was in a depressed mood, heard that General Zhang was going to enter the wall, so he made a special trip to die outside the door with his "female dependents".

Shang Hongji, who was standing on the side, also looked depressed.

She has a complicated mood, she is afraid that her father will drive a Land Rover, and she is afraid that her father will be in the ground...

A while ago, I heard my father say that she was going to improve, and she was still a little jealous.

But now, the process of moving into the backyard has been delayed again and again, and it is about to be cold.

She was afraid that she would have no backing in the future.

So the father and daughter dared to block General Zhang's special car, wanting to do activities...

"Brother Zhang!"

Shang Zhongtang stepped forward quickly.

General Zhang's identity has not yet been revealed.

Shang Zhongtang chose to shout a nickname.

The car creaked to a halt on the side of the road, and the windows fell, revealing a majestic face full of power.

"Something?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Shang Zhongtang lightly.

In ancient times, this kind of behavior of stopping a sedan chair on the street to sue the emperor had to be beaten first.

"Brother Zhang, I have suffered unfair treatment!" Shang Zhongtang was heartbroken.

The previous interview process in the three major hospitals was explained in detail.

Except for betraying Yingzi.

"Brother Zhang, didn't you say that the organization was not shaking me?"

Shang Zhongtang gritted his teeth: "I have opened all the champagne!" The celebration feast has been eaten! As a result, these are the results? ”

Zhang Ruoyu frowned, and glanced at Shang Hongji, who was standing next to him at a loss: "Is there such a thing?" ”

Seeing that Brother Zhang was looking for himself to implement, Shang Hongji hooked his waist slightly, leaned in front of the car window, subconsciously covered his chest with one hand, his red lips opened slightly, and he was about to speak...

"Cover again?"

Zhang Ruoyu said coldly.

Shang Zhongtang's delicate body trembled, and a cold current rushed from the soles of his feet to his chest...

Shang Hongji took a sharp breath of cold air, let go of his hand, put it behind him, got rid of the "bad habits" he had developed at the age of eighteen, and reported in a low voice: "My dad has indeed suffered unfair treatment, and I even suspect that my dad was targeted by someone with ulterior motives..."

Shang Zhongtang stomped his feet violently on the side, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhang, who doesn't know that I am your person?" They're doing that, it's really excessive! ”

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette with an expressionless face, and glanced at Shang Hongji lightly: "Actually, it's not just your father who is targeted." ”

In the second half of the sentence, Brother Zhang didn't say it, it was too faceless.

"Huh?"

Shang Zhongtang said with a dead face: "Could it be that the backyard is really going to be cleaned?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu appeased Shang Zhongtang and said lightly: "I came here this time to deal with the incident. ”

Shang Zhongtang's eyes were red with emotion, and he trembled: "Brother Zhang, I..."

General Zhang actually made a special trip to come for his own business?

Shang Zhongtang was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Alright." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled a thick cigarette and said with a flat face. "I'll go to the backyard first, and you go back and wait for news."

With that, the sedan slowly drove into the backyard.

Shang Zhongtang's hanging heart is more than half steady.

Shang Hongji, who was standing next to him, had a complicated expression, and his pretty face was red and white.

Just as Shang Zhongtang was about to drag his daughter back to the building.

Shang Hongji bit his lip, stomped his feet, and almost flowed water in his beautiful eyes: "Dad, do you dare to say that he doesn't like me?" ”