Xiaodong chatted with the other party in the leisure water bar for more than twenty minutes after chatting with him, and then left first and went to Lexus after leaving.

"Are you finished talking?" Jin Wenguo sat in the driving force and saw Xiaodong coming up. He threw away the cigarette butts while catching fire.

"Yeah! It's a little unhappy lately." Xiaodong rubbed his face irritably, and then said, "Let's go and have a look!"

"Li Crooked Zi has no Lin Jun. Is there such a big gap between him and Lin Jun?" Jin Wenguo is a brother around Xiaodong. He is steady in his work and ruthless in his work.

"Lin Jun and Bai Tao have been dealt with, but Bai Tao has not returned home yet. Do you think the difference is big?" Xiaodong replied with a frown.

"I don't hear that they were outside the Tumen River Line. Did they get it done? We don't go outside the line. What can Lin Jun do if he has energy inside the line? If he has energy inside the line, will he let Bai Tao drive out of the monk?" Jin Wenguo curled his lips.

"It has nothing to do with this! I'm just making money, and I'm not going to be Qiao Si. Why should I offend Lin Jun, a hungry ghost?" Xiaodong said very realistically, then paused and added: "Don't flirt with Li Cutezi recently. He has just a little bit of jb in his hand, let him do it by himself! When the new forest farm starts bidding, if Lin Jun takes some of the edges and corners, I won't say anything. But he wants to lean on the big resources. He and Li Cutezi, I must have a gun, and a gun is a whole! "

"Okay, I understand!" Jin Wenguo nodded, then smiled and said, "I think Lin Jun is quite honest too! After investing in Weiye, he will basically stay on the mountain every day."

"He is not mentally ill, and everyone is trying to mess with Lin Zi for two money. What's wrong with him? He even takes an axe to the street every day to chop it? Haha." Xiaodong shook his head and replied.

"Hehe, too." Jin Wenguo nodded with a smile.

...

In the evening, on the mountain, in the forest area.

Uncle Zhong was holding Guandong dry tobacco in his mouth, wearing military green hanging leg pants, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, stroking the red rope that he didn't know what to do, while constantly squinting his eyes to look down the mountain.

"What are you looking at? Man!" Lin Jun came back from the logging area in a daze. After seeing Uncle Zhong, he smiled and said hello.

"I didn't look at anything. This Saturday, my grandson will rest and it's time to come back." Mr. Zhong said concisely, and he always spoke like there was phlegm in his throat. His voice was extremely loud, but he was hoarse.

"Where is your grandson working?" Lin Jun liked chatting with Mr. Zhong very much, then stopped and lit a cigarette.

"It's quite far away, I'm doing statistics in the Yanji forestry system." Uncle Zhong's palm trembled when he didn't drink. It was very difficult to fiddle with the red rope, but he didn't allow anyone to help. He liked to do it himself.

"A civil servant?" Lin Jun asked.

"It's enough for a civil servant, but not enough for a certificate to buy a certificate. It's a foreign employee and a temporary worker!" Mr. Zhong said with a narrowed eye.

"…!" Lin Jun was speechless when he heard this.

"It's pretty good. It's good if you don't take the job in the forest." Uncle Zhong replied with a smile.

"He's back soon?"

"It's probably coming soon."

"Okay, I'll get the vegetables tonight and drink your wine!" Lin Jun replied with a smile.

"It's OK, eat together." Uncle Zhong nodded simply.

"Okay, I'll let the delivery guy have two more kilograms of dried tofu later!" Lin Jun responded, then walked into the betting room with a cigarette in his mouth and handed over his hands.

After entering the house, Lin Jun sat on the bed and was about to flip through the car statistics table, Du Ziteng followed him in.

"What are you doing?" Du Ziteng asked with his neck stretched out.

"I have something to say." Lin Jun glanced at Du Ziteng, then frowned and responded.

"Please take a leave?" Du Ziteng asked with less confidence.

"...why are you going to take a leave?"

"I had a boil on my eyes and it was bleeding. I felt so painful last night that I didn't sleep all night. I wanted to go down the mountain to take a look!" Du Ziteng seemed to be saying something real.

"Is that so coincidental? Hey, I've grown one in the past two days. Come on, take off your pants and let me see if we look different!" Lin Jun put down the statistics list and reached out to pull Du Ziteng's belt.

"Brother-in-law, don't make trouble, don't make trouble..."

"Come on, let me see!"

"Don't tell me, are you sick? I'll just have a fucking boil?" Du Ziteng's face turned red, and he was a little anxious in an instant.

"It's okay, I can cure this disease. Come on, you lie here and I can deduct it for you in three seconds!" Lin Jun leaned against Du Ziteng's arm and said as he was about to draw his eyes.

"Are you brother-in-law and brother-in-law?! Can you not take off your pants and then give it a fake?" Du Ziteng leaned against the corner of the wall and asked with a white face.

"Does it grow long?" Lin Jun asked with his eyes wide open.

"...It's indeed grown, but it's not as bloody as it has gone." Du Ziteng lowered his head shyly.

"You just deserve a fucking beating! Zhuangzhuang and Qingjie are working. Is it appropriate for you to take leave?" Lin Jun replied irritably.

"After seeing a doctor today, I will not invite you tomorrow. Can you do it?" Du Ziteng said swearing.

"The last time I was up!" Lin Jun let go of Du Ziteng, then waved his hand irritably and said.

"...It's OK!" Du Ziteng shamelessly lifted his pants, then stretched his neck and asked, "Are you almost done?"

"What?" Lin Jun asked with his teeth grinding.

"Doesn't you have to spend money when looking at boils?" Du Ziteng reminded.

"You are really grandpa!" Lin Jun was silent for three or four seconds, then took out more than a thousand dollars from his pocket and threw them on the table and cursed: "Don't let your sister know, because I'm giving you money, she scolds me every night, and I can't beat her...!"

"...Goodbye!" Du Ziteng clasped his fists and ran out.

Outside the door, Li Yingji, Zhuangzhuang, and Qingjie were all waiting.

"Are you finished asking?" Zhuangzhuang asked stretched his neck.

"Yeah, I'm done!" Du Ziteng nodded.

"What did you say?" Qingjie also asked.

"What I'm talking about is a boil on my eyes!" Du Ziteng ordered some money and then put it in his pocket carelessly.

"If I follow this standard, I have to say that there is a powder tumor on the jb..." Zhuangzhuang pondered for a long time, and immediately had a plan.

"You have cancer on your jb, and I guess it's a big deal to take leave! He said just now that you two are model workers and don't ask for leave every day! You go in and do things at this time, isn't that a slap in the face?" Du Ziteng patted Zhuangzhuang's shoulder, then took a step and left.

Qingjie, Zhuangzhuang squatted in place, and was stunned.

"Friends, with my knowledge structure, I must tell you something! If anyone fucking becomes a model, he will basically be exhausted. You can taste this carefully!" Li Yingji also patted Qingjie on the shoulder, and then ran away with Du Ziteng.

When the two of them heard this, they continued to be confused.

...
Chapter completed!