Chapter 355: The art of leadership is to play with people
Watching the dogs biting each other in the corridor through the cat's eyes, Wang Tao was filled with joy.
Why am I so bad?
Why am I so bad?
When did I become so bad?
When he was in primary school, Wang Tao did a very interesting thing.
At that time, we were all primary school students who had just taken off their crotchless pants and were wearing barely visible clothes to go to school. That time, the teacher did not come during class, so naturally everyone was in a self-study class. Somehow, his front desk and back desk
They started arguing, and the two boys became more and more violent. Finally, they raised their fists and started fighting across Wang Tao.
Of course, Wang Tao had no intention of breaking up the fight. The teacher was not around during class time, and it was boring. Someone happened to be performing a martial arts show, so he applauded vigorously. However, although Wang Tao, who was the squad leader at the time, was secretly happy in his heart, he could not show it on his face.
When you come out, you still have to use righteous words to persuade them to fight.
However, no matter how much he tried to persuade them, the two little boys refused to listen. In the end, under his persuasion as if to fan the flames, the quarrel became even more violent. The table almost overturned.
The two young boys at the front and back tables of Wang Tao were gearing up and preparing to deliver a powerful blow to each other.
Punch thrown!
The two little boys punched each other in front of Wang Tao with their two little fists. At this moment, Wang Tao also took action. He held the iron pencil box and stretched it into the air---there was a bang.
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The two unlucky little fists hit the pencil box. The two little boys covered their fists and cried bitterly.
Wang Tao effortlessly made two naughty students cry who disrupted the classroom order. Not only was he not criticized, the teacher even praised him when he came back.
Since then, Wang Tao has come to a conclusion: the art of leadership is to play with people!
Looking at the bodyguards and thugs who were being played around in the corridor, Wang Tao really wanted to compose a poem at this moment.
Finally, the hunchbacked man led a group of men in black and knocked down all the bodyguards. They came to Xia San and the security captain of Tianya Haige with extremely evil eyes. A group of grinning bodyguards lay on the ground. Although the men in black led by the hunchbacked man
Some people were injured, but compared to the bodyguards, they are nothing to mention.
The hunchbacked man stared at the trembling Xia San with cold eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Xia San felt as if he was being stared at by a hungry king cobra, feeling uncomfortable all over. His two legs trembled, almost wanting to leave first. However, for a moment,
My calf muscles are sprained. Even lifting my legs is a problem, let alone escaping.
"You---don't mess around--" Xia San said in horror.
There are no bodyguards behind Xia San, only the security captain and a few trembling security guards. But the security captain doesn't care about his life or death, because he has never paid anyone a dime.
Just when the hunchbacked man was considering whether to plant flowers on Xia San's head or let ten big men help him develop chrysanthemums, his phone rang. He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID number. The hunchbacked man's eyes visibly lit up. Looking around
After four weeks, he hunched over and took two or three steps forward, leaving the crowd and answered the phone.
"That's enough. Call it a day." Only four words came out from the receiver. Then, the phone hung up.
The middle-aged man had a smile on his lips, glanced at the pale Xia San coldly, snorted coldly, turned around, and walked away with dozens of men in black.
ps: Sorry guys, that’s all for today. I work fourteen hours a day now and carry more than a thousand large boxes weighing more than 20 kilograms every day. At the end of the day, my waist is almost broken. Now facing
I can't keep my eyes open on the computer screen, I feel sleepy and tired. When I get off work for the holidays, Shui Xiu promises to return at least four updates and 12,000 words to everyone every day.