The gears of fate have not been oiled for a long time, so when they turn, not only is it not smooth, but also "Karma" sounds!

Huang Puyi scratched his ears and cheeks at QQ, thinking that he wanted to explain it to his loyal readers and try to redeem the other party in a peaceful way. It's a pity that the dialog box was open for nearly half an hour, and the usual Wen Siquan dried up as soon as it appeared, and Huang Pu Yi couldn't think of how to start.

So no matter how awesome the god is, before you have met him in person, no matter how clever and brilliant he is, you must understand that he may just speak and be a stammering scum with a combat power of nearly 0.

After thinking about it again and again, Huang Puyi finally made up his mind that it was his own fault for everything, so an apology was necessary.

Looking back and sending a blood: in?

A lifetime of romance: what to do.

Huang Pu Yi was just about to type: I'm here to apologize. QQ jumped coquettishly, and the dialog box of the rotten girl popped up in front of her, followed by a string of small words on the obscene smiling face: How is it?

A mouthful of old blood stalk in his throat, Huang Puyi, who has always cherished life, moved and moved in his throat, and finally swallowed the blood back, and viciously tapped the keyboard and wrote: Praise you, Lao Tzu can't wait to kill you, Lao Tzu lost a loyal fan because of you, do you know how long he has been chasing my text!! every word, all crying blood.

There was silence for a while, and just when Huang Puyi was still reflecting on whether he was talking too much, there was finally a movement over there: ^^, Xiao Xuexue is so cute and arrogant! But seriously, just because of this, I will abandon your text, I must not be sincere to you, abandon him, and find a beautiful second spring again!

Seeing this passage, Huang Puyi finally laughed angrily, and typed: Hello rotten girl, goodbye rotten girl!

Tang Yifeng, who was completely forgotten, stared at the QQ avatar that had been darkened for a while with a head of hair dripping down, and finally laughed cruelly, good! Damn look back and send a blood! I want to give you a knife now!

Hello author, to death to the author.

After typing these words, Tang Yifeng clicked a few times with the mouse, and dragged the person into the blacklist.

After doing this qiē, Tang Yifeng felt tired, he worked hard in this metallic city, and when he watched the night scene at night, he felt extremely empty and frightened, only the illusory world in the text could give him a sense of belonging, but now, he was suddenly a little overwhelmed, what to pin on in the future.

The aroma of rich coffee wafted in the room, and the metallic sensation of rock music could be heard in the distance, Tang Yifeng rubbed his hair with a towel irritably!

In short, when Tang Yifeng appeared in the company, everyone clearly knew that General Manager Tang was either overindulged yesterday or had insomnia yesterday.

People with insomnia are always in a bad mood, and Tang Yifeng, who pretended to be a dedicated person with a cup of coffee, was once again gorgeously angry in the gossip eyes of others, and the angry General Manager Tang directly put the coffee cup on the desk in an attempt to scare off a secretary's too much attention.

However, there are always deviations, and the coffee in the cup General Manager Tang has not had time to take a sip, so the overflowing coffee jumps out of the cup happily.

It's not much, but it's enough to stain a piece of text that General Manager Tang brought home yesterday to complete the supplement!

Tang Yifeng stared at the coffee on Wen Jiàn, delusionally trying to use his internal force to carry out a time-space reversal!

"Can you wipe it off?" General Manager Tang's voice had a tendency to stutter because of excitement.

"I can't wipe it off. The secretary pushed and replied mercilessly, and continued, "I just wanted to try the text that you are going to use in the meeting today, do you have a backup, because I found out that you didn't bring your notebook." ”

"......" General Manager Tang was silent, rubbed his hair for a while and said, "You say, is it too late for me to take sick leave now?"

"Oh, Don, what's wrong with you?" a hearty voice came from outside the door, and the words were genuinely concerned.

The secretary quickly bent over: "Hello president!" and then smiled at Tang Yifeng, who was already dead, "I think, it should be too late!"

Maybe it's time to change to a secretary who is like a caring hot water bottle, Tang Yifeng watched the secretary walk out of the office blankly, turned his head again, and said to the president who was still ten steps away: "President, what's behind you?"

"What?" the president turned curiously. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the serious Tang Yifeng crumpled the text into a ball and sent it into the garbage basket, and continued: "Ah, president, look at that clock, it's time for us to go to a meeting."

In the next meeting, Tang Yifeng, who has always been brave, proved the capacity of his brain, and in the admiring eyes of the secretary, he carried a blank piece of paper and repeated the text made yesterday from memory.

Back in the office, Tang Yifeng, who finally relaxed, took a sip of cold coffee, and his heart was galloping: Nima, why are things that have happened recently so unreliable!