There was already a beeping sound coming from the phone, but Zhong Shiren still held the receiver and could not hear the beeping sound coming from the receiver at all.
Yang Xiaole is coming to deal with him, what should he do? What should he do?
For Yang Xiaole, it was definitely a fear from the bottom of his heart. Even though he was a very old man, he had never encountered such a situation before, and had never been so afraid of a person.
Now, he was scared, from the bottom of his heart.
what to do?
Zhong Shiren has been asking himself this question. At this time, he really hopes that someone can help him and show him a way.
"Chairman, Chairman."
Zhong Shiren was startled, and the phone receiver in his hand fell to the ground. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, "When did you come in?"
The charming female secretary felt aggrieved. She had been in for a while, and she had shouted several times in succession. Zhong Shiren, an old pervert, couldn't hear her, and she just stood there in a daze.
"It's been a while since I came in."
"You don't know how to knock? Why don't you knock?" Zhong Shiren was so frightened that he, who was already in a bad mood, couldn't help but yell loudly.
The charming female secretary became even more aggrieved after hearing this, "Chairman, I just knocked on the door."
Zhong Shiren took a deep breath and recalled the previous behavior of the female secretary. Indeed, she would open the door every time she came in.
"What's going on?" After roaring angrily, Zhong Shiren began to force himself to calm down.
The charming female secretary handed over a document with great grievance, "This document needs your signature."
Zhong Shiren signed his name on the document, then handed the document back to the female secretary and asked casually: "What did you find just now?"
After taking the document, the female secretary did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she walked around the desk, put her hands on Zhong Shiren's shoulders and gently rubbed them, "Chairman, are you worried about something?"
Zhong Shiren gently closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage from the female secretary.
The female secretary noticed that Zhong Shiren was in a bad mood, so she deliberately used the proud jade peak on her chest to push the back of Zhong Shiren's head.
Feeling the softness coming from the back of his head, Zhong Shiren would not be polite in normal times. Even if he did not push the female demon down on the spot, he would definitely reach out and give her a good squeeze, but now he is really not in the mood.
Seeing that her temptation did not work, the charming female secretary was unwilling to give in and continued: "Chairman, do you need me to accompany you tonight?"
Zhong Shiren shook his head upset, "No, I will tell you when needed." Not to mention that he was already very familiar with this female secretary's body. Even if she was a strange beauty, he could not arouse that interest now, no matter how lustful she was.
, you have to save your life first, otherwise everything will be in vain, even your life will be gone. No matter how many beauties there are, what will happen? They can only see but not move.
The charming female secretary was disappointed for a while. Going to bed with Zhong Shiren meant that she could get benefits from him. People's youth is limited, especially for women. It only lasts a few years. After those few years, even if she has that intention
A sugar daddy needs to be favored by a wealthy person.
She has been with Zhong Shiren for a short period of time. She knows Zhong Shiren very well. This bastard will only give her a little bit afterward every time. It is impossible to get any benefit from him at ordinary times.
"You go out first, I want to be quiet." Zhong Shiren didn't want to talk or take advantage. At this time, he just wanted to stay alone and carefully analyze the phone call just now.
Who made that phone call just now? Wei Xiu Xiu? Impossible, let alone Wei Xiu, who doesn't have such a voice. Even if he did, Wei Xiu Xiu wasn't so kind.
Apart from Wei Xiu Xiu, Zhong Shiren couldn't guess who it was. Could it be his friend? That's not right. If he was really his friend, he should tell him who he is directly and not be so mysterious.
The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt. I shook my head hard, trying to make myself feel better.
At noon, all the company's employees went to the canteen to eat, but Zhong Shiren had no appetite at all and sat alone in the office smoking.
On the table, the big ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. Fortunately, the exhaust system in the office was pretty good, so it wasn't so exaggerated as to be filled with smoke.
Since all the employees outside had left, the entire floor seemed quiet. Although it was broad daylight, it still made Zhong Shiren feel scared. He didn't like silence now. The quieter it was, the more afraid Yang Xiaole would come to his door.
Subconsciously looking around to see if there was anyone else in the office, Zhong Shiren was like a frightened bird.
In the evening, Zhong Shiren left the company early. He made an appointment with a bank president for dinner tonight, and this dinner was very important. No matter how scared he was, he had to attend.
As soon as he stepped into the underground parking lot, Zhong Shiren began to regret it. The dim lights in the underground parking lot made his back feel cold.
The harsh ringtone of the phone became even more harsh in this quiet parking lot. At this moment, Zhong Shiren wanted to throw away the phone.
"Which one?"
"Mr. Zhong, you didn't listen to my advice?" The deep and hoarse voice rang again on the phone.
"Who are you?" The other person's voice made him very uncomfortable. He couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but yell at someone. He didn't like others playing him like a puppet.
What makes Zhong Shiren crazy is that the other party knows his whereabouts very well. What does that mean? It means that the other party is nearby.
"Come out, come out." Zhong Shiren was like a madman, looking around while on the phone, just to see if there was anyone nearby.
"Mr. Zhong, I'm giving you a warning. If you don't want to die so early, bring more people with you." After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone, not giving Zhong Shiren a chance to speak at all.
Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Zhong Shiren had murderous intentions. If he continued like this, he would collapse and go crazy.
The nerves are so tense that no one can bear it for long.
After taking out the car key and getting into the car, Zhong Shiren, who was extremely depressed, was about to start the car. However, at this moment, he accidentally glanced and found something on the passenger seat. To be precise, there was something on the passenger seat.
Inserted is a dagger and a piece of paper.
This discovery almost cost Zhong Shiren half his life. With his pale face, he never dreamed that there would be an extra dagger in his car.
Who let it in? He obviously locked the car, but who could open his car at will?
After taking a few deep breaths, Zhong Shiren braced himself and stretched out his already trembling hands to take the piece of paper, wanting to see what was written inside.
Opening the paper, Zhong Shiren's eyes suddenly opened as big as bells. There was a line of bright red characters written on the white paper, "Are you ready? The game is about to begin."
When he saw this line of words, Zhong Shiren was trembling all over, and the white paper in his hand fell to his feet. The white paper, the red letters, and the ordinary sentence frightened Zhong Shiren.
Who put this piece of paper in his car?
Recalling the phone call just now, the mysterious man told him that Yang Xiaole wanted to deal with him. Could it be Yang Xiaole? Besides him, who else could be there?
The sharp dagger on the passenger seat emitted a dazzling light that made Zhong Shiren's scalp numb. After quickly rolling down the window, he picked up the dagger and threw it outside, including the piece of paper.
Along the way, Zhong Shiren didn't know how he got to the hotel. What made him wonder was that he didn't run a red light along the way.
In the hospital, Lexin's beautiful eyes were always staring at Yang Xiaole, as if she wanted to see Yang Xiaole thoroughly inside and out.
"Ahem, what, am I getting flowers on my face? Or have I become more handsome?" Being stared at by a beautiful woman like this, even a thick-skinned person like Yang Xiaole couldn't bear it.
"Yang Sejei, you are so shameless."
"...What do you mean? Le Mei, you must say this clearly, otherwise I will never be done with you." Hearing Lexin's meaningless words, Yang Xiaole was very depressed.
"If you want to deal with Zhong Shiren, just give him a knife. Why do you want to scare others like this?" Le Xin was a little disdainful of Yang Xiaole's method.
Yang Xiaole became even more depressed after hearing this, "I said, which one of you saw Zhong Shiren being dealt with? Do you have any evidence?"
"No."
"..." Gritting his teeth, Yang Xiaole wanted to push the leprechaun Le Xin to the ground, and then slap her butt hard, paralyzing, what, could a beautiful woman just wrongfully accuse a good man?
"Isn't it you? Don't tell me it's not you." Lexin insisted that it was Yang Xiaole who was threatening Zhong Shiren.
Yang Xiaole smiled and shook his head, "Le Mei, I think it is necessary for me to popularize our country's legal knowledge to you. Without any evidence, you cannot doubt me and have no right to doubt me."
"Tch, a gangster like you is qualified to talk about the law? Shameless." Le Xin sneered. She was disdainful of Yang Xiaole's words.
Just as Yang Xiaole was about to retort, Lexin's phone rang, interrupting his speech.
Lexin took out the phone and connected it. After a while, the girl's expression changed continuously, and the changes were quite wonderful.
"Did something happen?" Yang Xiaole asked impatiently after Lexin hung up the phone.
Lexin said nothing, looking at Yang Xiaole like a monster, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Being looked at by Lexin like this made Yang Xiaole feel even more uncomfortable and depressed. "I said, don't look at me like that, okay? Please tell me what's going on!"
"Zhong Shiren is crazy." After a long time, Le Xin said.
"What? What did you say? Is Zhong Shiren crazy?" Yang Xiaole was startled by Lexin's sudden words.
Zhong Shiren was indeed crazy. After going to the hotel from the company, he found the private room he had booked before the election and went in. The bank president had not arrived yet, so Zhong Shiren sat there alone.
After sitting for a while, a waiter brought a fruit plate. Zhong Shiren didn't pay attention. Instead, he picked up a piece of fruit and put it in his mouth. However, when he was halfway through eating the fruit in his hand, he suddenly found that there was an extra piece of fruit in the fruit plate.
On the paper, there was only one bright red word written on it: "die."
As a result, Zhong Shiren's endurance finally reached the breaking point, and his whole will began to collapse. First he giggled, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
Zhong Shiren's laughter quickly attracted the attention of the hotel staff. This was the first time such a thing happened, but the hotel staff still called for help as soon as possible.
"Se embryo, are you satisfied now?" Le Xin no longer knows what words to use to describe Yang Xiaole. This bastard is narrow-minded and will avenge himself. Don't mess with him, otherwise, just wait to be retaliated.
Yang Xiaole touched her nose speechlessly, "Le Mei, if I said it wasn't me, you wouldn't believe me, would you?"
"Of course, I absolutely don't believe it." Lexin answered directly, but she didn't give Yang Xiaole any face.
Yang Xiaole shrugged, "In this case, I won't give any explanation."
"Zhong Shiren is so crazy, trouble will start again, and his company will definitely be divided up." Le Xin sympathized with Zhong Shiren, but who told him to provoke Yang Xiaole, the god of plague? As Yang Xiaole said before
As he said, he had given Zhong Shiren a chance, but Zhong Shiren didn't know how to cherish it!
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