Chapter five hundred and eightieth: vomiting blood again
"you you you……!?"
Yan Zhongmou was speechless and speechless.
Who makes him his immediate boss now?
Not to mention arranging to watch the door, even if you arrange for him to clean the toilet, he has to bite the bullet and do it.
Unless he put down his burden and left on the spot - but he didn't dare.
After all, the imperial court had just transferred him to serve here, and he did not refuse when he came. If he resigned just one day after arriving, it would inevitably leave a bad impression on the imperial court. Not to mention that it would be difficult to entrust him with important responsibilities in the future, even now.
It is very likely that you will be left idle at home.
Even if he complained to his superiors and was treated unfairly by his superiors, it was because he contradicted him first.
In addition, Ye Feng has a relationship with the Ministry of Revenue, so even for such a trivial matter, the superiors will not send anyone to investigate, and he will have to go home and hunker down.
Think about it, I studied hard in my humble life and finally got a spot on the gold medal list, but then I encountered such a bad thing?
Yan Zhongmou became angrier the more he thought about it.
You don’t gain fame by yourself just to show off to others!
"Zhongmou, Zhongmou! You have to be patient! If you can't bear it, you will mess with the big plan! People have to bow their heads under the eaves!"
Yan Zhongmou secretly warned himself and endured this tone of voice.
Then, Yan Zhongmou came to Ye Feng and took the initiative to admit his mistake and apologize: "Master Ye, I was ignorant of my position just now. I didn't know that you were the new boss. I apologize to you."
"I hope that you, sir, will be brave enough to not forget the faults of villains and give me another chance..."
Before Yan Zhongmou finished his apology, he saw Ye Feng, turned around and walked in, ignoring him.
While walking, Ye Feng told Hou Guanjun: "Go and call everyone to see me!"
"Yes!" Hou Guanjun agreed, then looked back at Yan Zhongmou and shook his head helplessly.
Yan Zhongmou suddenly became angry. He had lowered his attitude so low. What else did he want from him?
Kneel down and beg him?
In desperation, Yan Zhongmou looked at the door, where he saw Sun Wencheng who was also shocked.
"Master Sun..." Yan Zhongmou asked Sun Wencheng for help, "What should I do..."
——Pop!
When Sun Wencheng came to his senses, he slapped Yan Zhongmou in the face several times.
"How the hell do you have the nerve to ask me what to do!?"
"You lied about the military situation and I was beaten for no reason. You still have the fucking nerve to come to me!?"
The more Sun Wencheng talked, the angrier he became, and finally he vented his anger on Yan Zhongmou's face and beat him back even more.
Yan Zhongmou was immediately beaten so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and his face suddenly became swollen.
"From now on, if you have some damn eyesight, and if you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful I will punish you on the spot!"
With that said, Sun Wencheng kicked Yan Zhongmou to the ground again.
"What are you looking at - get out of here!"
Then he dispersed the crowd watching the excitement and led the team away.
Sun Wencheng felt that today was really unlucky, and every time he met Ye Feng, he would inevitably get a beating, which made him furious.
I originally thought that this time I finally caught Ye Feng's hand, but I never expected that the other party actually became the head of the Demon Suppression Department?
Now, Sun Wencheng wanted to take advantage of someone else's territory, but instead became the unreasonable party. He received a slap in the face in vain, and he still had no way to deal with it.
"No wonder grandpa told me not to provoke that boy named Ye!"
"I didn't expect that he actually has something!"
Sun Wencheng covered his cheek, thinking that he might not be able to deal with the boy named Ye on his own.
He is now the head of the Demon Suppression Department, with an official rank of third rank; but he is only a seventh rank city patrol officer. When meeting the other party, he has to salute and say hello as a lower official, let alone make a move.
"It seems... I have to wait until my uncle, the God of War, returns to Beijing to find a chance to teach that boy a lesson!"
Sun Wencheng was heartbroken: Ye, don't be complacent, I'll wait until the end of the month for you to look good!
After Sun Wencheng led the team away, Yan Zhongmou covered his swollen cheeks and returned to the door of the Demon Suppression Department in embarrassment.
The crowd watching the excitement around him also dispersed after pointing and laughing at him.
"Oh, this guy is so pitiful."
"This year's No. 1 Scholar was actually assigned to guard the gate. It's really hilarious."
"Who told him that he didn't even know his boss and openly mocked him? If you didn't fire him, you would be giving him face."
Yan Zhongmou, who has always been arrogant, has never been so insulted and despised. If there was a crack in the ground, he would really like to get in and hide from these rumors.
At this time, Yan Zhongmou's cell phone rang.
It was actually my grandfather Yan Qixue calling.
"Zhong Mou..." As soon as the call was connected, Grandpa's caring voice came, "How are you doing at the Demon Suppression Division? How is your relationship with your colleagues and boss?"
"You have to work harder, work hard, and strive for promotion as soon as possible! When grandpa was your age, he was already in the fifth rank, so you have to work hard too!"
When Yan Zhongmou heard this, he almost wanted to cry without tears.
Can he say that he has reached the point of looking at the gate?
That won’t make grandpa mad to death!
"Oh, by the way!" Yan Qixue warned again, "You must not provoke Ye Feng, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"
"He just wiped out all the ancient warriors on our side of Changbai Mountain, and he used some method to repel 100,000 enemy troops on the border by one person, which shocked the whole country."
"Regardless of the fact that you are Wen Zhuangyuan, when he returns to Yanjing, he will definitely be reused by the court. You can't compare with him for the time being!"
Yan Zhongmou wanted to cry even more when he heard his grandfather's warning.
I thought it was too late for you to say it. I had already caused it just now, and the consequences were indeed serious.
"But don't be discouraged." Yan Qixue finally encouraged, "Life is a marathon, and it doesn't matter your immediate success or failure. Grandpa believes in you. It is still possible to surpass that boy named Ye in the future!"
After ending the call, Yan Zhongmou was completely confused.
Thinking back to the last time, he competed with Ye Feng in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting competition, and failed miserably. He thought that this time, he was the top pick in high school and could win the game in front of his opponent, but he never expected that he would become his boss.
I couldn't help but couldn't save any face, but the gap between me and the other party was getting wider and wider.
There is a kind of fluorescence of rotten grass, which is always competing with the bright moon!
"If strictness is born, where can leaves be born! If strictness is born, where can leaves be born -!!!"
Yan Zhongmou couldn't think about it for a while. He was furious again and suddenly felt a salty taste in his mouth.
"Pfft!" He opened his mouth and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, Yan Zhongmou seemed to see Tai Nai waving to him.
Then the world started to spin and he passed out in the street.
