Xiao Cheng was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone. He whispered meaningfully: "Yu Bureau. The other party kicked a detective unconscious and broke my hand..."
Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, someone on the other side of the phone started yelling angrily: "Kick him to death or not. If he's dead, throw him to the crematorium. If he's not dead, send him to the hospital. Release him immediately. This is an order."
Hmm. Xiao Cheng said with great grievance: "Yes. Execute the order immediately."
"Damn, you almost killed me. I'll take care of you later." Xiao Cheng, who was about to return the phone to Mr. Wang, trembled when he heard the muttering on the other end of the phone. He respectfully returned the phone to Mr. Wang and ran away.
He went to the unconscious Xiao Zhang and took out the handcuff key to unlock Roger's handcuffs.
Mr. Wang took the phone and said calmly: "Sorry for the trouble, Director. I will let Mr. Ling know. Secretary Wang and Mayor Chen will have a chance to give you some advice next week."
On the other end of the phone, Yu Deshui couldn't close his mouth happily and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Wang. Do you have any other instructions?"
"No more. I won't disturb your work anymore." Mr. Wang said and hung up the phone.
At this time, Roger's handcuffs had been unlocked. He smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Wang, let's go."
Mr. Wang also smiled and said: "Mr. Luo, please." After that, he took Roger to the Rolls-Royce. No one reacted until the two left.
"Damn. That's so cool. You can beat a policeman to a pulp and then walk away in a cool way."
"Dang it. This is a rich person."
"It would be great if I were so rich."
And that fat pig man Yunhou had been hiding quietly in the crowd when Mr. Wang and Luo Jie were talking. He even covered Wenwen's little mouth tightly, breaking out in a cold sweat. Until Mr. Wang and Luo Jie
Jie was relieved when he left. He let go of the hand covering Wenwen.
"Oh my god. I'm scared to death."
Wenwen patted her chest with the same fear. "Huhu. Even the police were beaten to death. What a ferocious beggar. Fortunately, it's not me."
Marquis Yun breathed a sigh of relief and immediately warned Wenwen: "Damn it. Don't provoke that person next time. Otherwise, I don't know how I died."
Wenwen was also horrified and nodded: "Husband, I won't dare to do it next time; he is such a cruel person. He scares people to death.
Policeman Xiao Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief after Mr. Wang left. The distinguished guest of the chairman of Lingyun Group was actually dressed like a beggar. His colleague was kicked unconscious and his right hand was kicked off. When he returned, not only was there no sympathy, but he might have to greet Yu.
The director's anger is extremely unfortunate.
"Hey," Xiao Cheng lamented and immediately called an ambulance...
The "little" episode at the train station passed like this without causing any waves in Yanshan City. Roger sat in Mr. Wang's car and said slightly awkwardly: "Mr. Wang, can you send me to take a shower first? The one at my house
The old man is really too much. He didn’t even give me a penny. He threw me on the train as soon as I got off the battlefield from the Golden Triangle."
Mr. Wang looked at Roger in surprise and said to himself: "It turns out he just came off the battlefield. No wonder he is in such a mess. He is very skilled but I don't know what his character is like. But the person specially invited by Mr. Ling should be good."
"Don't worry, Mr. Luo. Let's take a shower first and then buy some clothes. Mr. Ling still has a meeting and we have time." Mr. Wang said with a faint smile.
"Then it's troublesome for Mr. Wang. I haven't showered in a month. My hair has grown too. Damn it, the old man knows how to exploit labor. I almost quit my job. Huh." Roger kept complaining.
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Mr. Wang smiled awkwardly. "Haha. Don't worry, Mr. Luo. We will definitely pay wages on time."
"Really? That's great. I've been poor for most of my life. How much does Mr. Ling give you per month? Can you borrow some first?" Roger asked with some urgency.
"You won't know this until you talk to Mr. Ling. I can't make the decision."
"oh"...
Two hours later, Mr. Wang's Rolls-Royce parked at the gate downstairs in Lingyun Daxia. Immediately, a security guard ran over to open the door. Mr. Wang stepped out first. A person also walked out from behind the car.
He is about 20 years old. He is wearing a brand new camouflage uniform. He is 1.8 meters tall and has short hair. He has a face as resolute as a knife. He wears leather military boots. His masculine-looking face has a faint smile.
It feels like sunshine and kindness.
This person is our big pig's trotter Roger. After dressing up, he didn't look like a mess at the door of the train station. It's really about the clothes. Mr. Wang was surprised for a few seconds after Roger changed his clothes. He didn't expect it at all.
The person Mr. Ling invited over was actually so young and bright.
"Ha. Daxia is very nice. Is this the headquarters of Lingyun Group?" Roger sighed as he looked at the majestic Daxia with more than 50 floors in surprise.
Mr. Wang gave the car keys to the security guard and asked him to drive away, then smiled and said: "Mr. Luo, please come in. Mr. Ling has already finished the meeting. He is waiting for Mr. Luo."
Roger stretched and followed Mr. Wang into Daxia and said: "There is a gap. The gap between the rich and the poor is really too big. I will stay here and never leave."
Mr. Wang sweated profusely but didn't say anything. He took Roger into the elevator and went straight to the top floor. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Roger was stunned. This is not an office. It is simply a leisure place. There are only four pillars on the entire floor. It is luxurious.
Cashmere carpet, sofa, swimming pool, miniature golf simulation lawn.
Roger stayed for a few seconds before looking at the two people on the sofa. A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a blue shirt and short hair. He had a kind smile on his face. Sitting next to him was a teenager.
The 20-year-old girl is holding the middle-aged man's arm and leaning on his shoulder.
A flash of light flashed in Roger's eyes when he saw the girl. She was so beautiful. She had a delicate oval face, long black hair tied into a ponytail on the back of her head, curved eyebrows and big eyes. She had snow-white skin and was dressed in light blue.
The two hands of the dress are like works of art modified by the world's top sculptors.
It's just that there is no smile on her face but there is a touch of sadness. It makes people feel heartbroken. She can't help but want to comfort her. However, the girl also has an indifferent temperament that avoids strangers. She is arrogant and typical.
Princess temperament.
Roger was surprised and sighed to himself: "Oh, what a pity for a top-notch person. It's better to be rich." After being stunned, Roger looked at the girl with pity in his eyes.
Mr. Wang bowed slightly to the middle-aged man and said, "Chairman, Miss. Mr. Luo has received it."
"Miss?" Roger exclaimed in a surprised voice. He thought to himself: "Damn, I misunderstood. I thought she was the mistress."
The middle-aged man and the girl were none other than Ling Tianyu, the chairman of Lingyun Group, and Ling Yu, the eldest lady. The two of them were not much surprised when they saw Roger. After hearing Roger's surprised voice, they were stunned for a second and immediately reacted.
Ling Tianyu smiled awkwardly. Ling Yu frowned slightly, and her eyes became even colder. "Huh?" How could a person like Ling Tianyu, who often went to various banquets and interacted with different people, not understand Roger's misunderstanding just now.
It was just that Roger, who was extremely embarrassed, became embarrassed at this time. His face turned slightly red and he said: "Um. This. Chairman Ling. Miss Ling. Ha. I'm sorry. My name is Roger."