Zhao Jinbao had already been blinded by anger. When he looked at Song Zhichao's declining look, he became even more angry and said, "Of course it's you who failed! There is one other side in addition to you? Tell you, I'm sure Lili, and she won't be able to get along with you again in the future!"

Song Zhichao was not angry, but looked at Tian Xiaoli and asked calmly, "What do you think?"

Tian Xiaoli was stunned for a moment. It was not because of hesitation, but because of Song Zhichao, her suddenly made her feel a little unfamiliar, including his reaction, his eyes, tone, and smile...

Tian Xiaoli did not answer, but just gently moved her body towards Zhao Jinbao, but her small actions had already explained everything.

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Very good, then I will bless you."

Looking at Song Zhichao who was still calm, Zhao Jinbao became more and more annoyed for some reason.

"Bless us? You are so kind-hearted? You are fucking. Are you pretending to be indifferent on the surface and calm on the surface, but scolding us in the heart?" Zhao Jinbao sneered, "Also, tell you, what supervisor do you want to be? Go dream! You either continue to work as a worker in the factory, or just roll me up and get out of bed!"

The amount of information in this passage is too great. For Song Zhichao, he already knew these inside stories, so he did not respond very much; but for Yang Wei, Sun Ping and Feng Cuicui, it was as explosive as a nuclear bomb.

Song Zhichao can no longer become a supervisor!

He was swept down!

Then the money we lent out-

Faced with Zhao Jinbao's repeated and repeated pressing, Song Zhichao finally couldn't help it, raised his eyebrows and said to him: "Zhao Jinbao, I think you did something wrong. You should have let me finish this bowl of noodles quietly and accept your favor; then you rob my girlfriend and take my supervisor and all these bad things can be written off; as long as Tian Xiaoli can be happy with you, you will treat her sincerely, and I can ignore anything. But your approach disappointed me too much..."

After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he looked at Tian Xiaoli again.

"Don't you regret it? I know you think I'm poor and I'm incompetent, so I found such a person. But for your true happiness, I still want to remind you that you may have misunderstood someone. A man who has no stomach or patience will not have a future. Maybe he is only at this height in his life, and all he can give you is this table of cheap food, this cheap clothes, and his cheap temper."

"What did you say? Who did you say is cheap?" Zhao Jinbao yelled, trembling all over. He was actually despised by a worker, and he actually said that he would never make a fortune in his life.

But before Zhao Jinbao took action, someone was already rushing to make a move.

"Song Zhichao, how dare you insult Manager Zhao like this?" Yang Wei was angry and pointed at Song Zhichao's nose first and cursed. "You are a worker, how dare you talk to Manager Zhao in such a tone?"

For Yang Wei, this is an opportunity.

When Song Zhichao was defeated, he had the opportunity to become a supervisor. As long as he cursed Zhao Jinbao, his backer.

So Yang Wei spared no effort to yell at Song Zhichao, "Before you started drinking, I see you are drunk. You really treat yourself as a boss and don't urinate and look in the mirror. Who are you?"

Just as Yang Wei stretched his neck and asked Song Zhichao at the top of his voice, Song Zhichao picked up the beer bottle on the dinner table, grabbed Yang Wei's stretched neck, and headed towards his forehead, and burst onto it.

The bottle burst, the wine spilled out, and the broken glass slag cut Yang Wei's forehead, and the blood mixed with beer foam flowed down.

Zhao Jinbao, who was full of anger, was completely frightened by Song Zhichao's amazing behavior. He has watched many Hong Kong movies in the video hall, such as "The True Color of Heroes" and "Heroes"... There are such headshot scenes in it. When I watch it, I feel very happy, but only when I really am here, I know how terrible it is.

Will he put some ideas on my head?

Zhao Jinbao's mouth twitched, and he was a little scared.

Yang Wei was also stunned by Song Zhichao's beer bottle. It was not until the pain in his head came that he realized that he had been beaten.

Others, especially the two girls Tian Xiaoli and Feng Cuicui, widened their eyes and covered their mouths, looking incredibly at Song Zhichao, who was arrogant and holding half a beer bottle in one hand. How could this coward, the gentle guy who was usually so cruel?

Song Zhichao didn't give Yang Wei a chance to yell at all. He stepped on the chair, plucked Yang Wei's collar with his hands, stared at his terrified eyes from a high place, and leaned into his ear and asked, "You know who I am now!"

Yang Wei nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice.

"You can call the police, but I probably can't pay it back the 100 yuan I borrowed from you; you can also say thank you, because I helped you a lot, you know what it means."

Yang Wei's eyes flashed and his whole body was trembling, but what he was afraid of was not Song Zhichao's sudden ferocity, but that he could see through his own thoughts.

Yes, I was hit on my head, and I could definitely curry favor with Zhao Jinbao this time. Speaking of which, I really want to thank Song Zhichao for such a powerful blow.

Song Zhichao let go of Yang Wei.

Yang Wei sat on the chair, still dazed, looking absent-minded.

Song Zhichao seemed to be fine, and seemed to have no idea that his crazy actions just now scared everyone around him.

He threw away half of the beer bottle in his hand, took out a piece of tissue and wiped his hands, and then said to Zhao Jinbao, Tian Xiaoli and others with a smile, "In fact, headshots are technical jobs. Don't watch movies so many times, it looks easy, but in fact it is difficult to do. You must master the strength and calculate the hardness of your head. The most important thing is that both parties must cooperate closely so that they can win the shot in one go when the headshot is... Otherwise, if there is a little mistake, the other party will be killed or become a concussion. Alas, why don't you sit there? The food and food are all here, and if we don't eat it, it will be cheaper for the boss."

Song Zhichao talked eroticly, as if he and Yang Wei were just working together to play tacitly, and now he is making a technical summary of the play.

With a cough, Zhao Jinbao sat down.

This is a lunatic, and there is no need to be serious with him.

Tian Xiaoli also sat down.

Her eyes were blurred, and she could no longer understand Song Zhichao.

Sun Ping and Feng Cuicui also sat down.

As a foil, they were a little helpless.

Zhu Fugui also sat down.

Anyway, his cousin Song Zhichao said it would be fine if it was okay. He was concerned about the food on the table. He didn't eat enough for a bowl of mixed noodles just now.

Everyone didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

At this time, Song Zhichao suddenly smiled and said to Tian Xiaoli: "You must take care of yourself in the future!"

In a word, it is concise and to the point.

There is not much embellishment, not much sensationalism.

唯有田晓丽能听懂其中的意思.

Wandering outside, lonely, lonely; having someone to protect each other and snuggle up to warm up, that kind of fulfillment and security cannot be replaced by money; when this relationship is lost, it will not be as regretful as losing something or losing some money. It is a kind of despairing emptiness.

田晓丽努力忍着,不让自己哭出来.

But she doesn't regret it.

不后悔自己的选择.

If she chooses again, she will still choose Zhao Jinbao instead of Song Zhichao.

At this moment, she knew that the love story between her and Song Zhichao was completely over.

宋志超轻抚酒杯,目光灼灼.
Chapter completed!