Chapter 491 The successor of the construction site!
Zhang Weidong dodged sideways and dodged the foreman's kick. The ringtone of "Invisible Wings" suddenly rang in his trouser pocket. He paused and said with a playful smile: "Boss, don't make trouble. I'll answer the phone. What's going on today?" , I will definitely finish it for you in a moment!"
"If you don't finish your work today, get out of here immediately. We are all hardworking workers here, and we can't afford to support an uncle like you!" The foreman looked at Zhang Weidong, gave him a little face, pointed at his nose and said, and pulled him away. He grabbed some paper from his hand, glanced at the pit, and asked in a much softer tone: "Is it really as good as you said? Is it really ventilated??!"
"Brother, if you don't believe me, just squat and squat, one word, cool!!"
"Go out and look out at the door!" The foreman waved his hand and squatted on the pit.
Zhang Weidong quickly walked out of the toilet, leaned against the wall, answered an unfamiliar number, and asked: "Hey, who is it?"
"Is this Mr. Zhang Weidong?"
"Yes, where is your position?"
"Hello, I am Shenyang CITIC Law Firm, and my name is Zhou Jun!" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone introduced himself.
"Law firm?? What are you looking for me for?" Zhang Weidong asked doubtfully.
"I have a piece of property and I need to discuss the inheritance with you!"
"Brother, are you cheating on the phone bill? Wait a minute!" Zhang Weidong paused, blinked his ignorant eyes, and quickly glanced at the phone. The time on it showed 47 seconds, and then Zhang Weidong continued: "I can still scold you for 12 seconds. Seconds, listen up, Nimale Gobi, x*&^^$%#$%#!!"
"...Hello, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang?!" Zhou Jun heard that the other party seemed to be scolding him, but he was speaking in a coherent manner and his sentences were extremely fluent. The scolding was quite colorful, just like squatting in the middle of the night, squatting inexplicably in the middle of the night. Well, those little girls who cursed in the chat room were not inferior at all. Zhou Jun tried to say a few words loudly, but he couldn't catch on. After 12 seconds, the phone got a busy signal, and Zhang Weidong hung up directly.
"Fuck, is it Tiger B? Is there anyone who used the official number, 888888, to cheat on the phone bill??" Zhou Jun sat in the office, cursed in a broken voice, adjusted his glasses, then paused, took out his mobile phone and gave it to Zhang Weidong My number and my name were sent via text message.
"You really don't know how many holes you have in your head, Brother Zhang, and you want to defraud me of my phone bill, damn it!" Zhang Weidong took the phone, shook his head and cursed, and then said lonelyly: "I was born at the wrong time! !The biggest reason why I am not as rich as Gates is that when I was a child, my mother and I wanted to convert the pigsty into a garage, but she didn’t do it. She was short-sighted!”
After he finished speaking, Zhang Weidong was about to leave with small square steps, but then the phone rang again. He took out his phone irritably, opened the text message and looked at it. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then the expression on his face changed greatly. , pressed the callback button as quickly as possible, and asked straight to the point: "Do you know my uncle??"
"Yes, I was entrusted by your uncle to help manage a legacy. Something happened to your uncle in the past few days. I need to arrange the property with you according to the will. Also, your mother passed away, right?" Zhou Jun pondered. After a moment, he asked.
Zhang Weidong was stunned, and then continued quickly: "Yes, my mother passed away! Inheritance?? My uncle is a big bastard, what inheritance does he have?? Also, what happened to him?"
"I can't explain this in one or two sentences. If it's convenient for you, you'd better come to Shenyang and let's talk about this in person!"
"How much is the inheritance? It's one thousand or two thousand. I won't go. I just sit here and it's still more than one hundred!" Zhang Weidong replied instinctively.
"...!" Zhou Jun was choked and froze for at least three minutes, and said with a broken expression: "The inheritance is worth a lot, at least over 100 million, the exact amount needs to be calculated!"
"Buzz!"
There was a roar in Zhang Weidong's head. It was definitely more powerful than drinking two boxes of fake wine. The phenomenon of fragmentation appeared almost instantly. A burning pain came from the corner of his mouth. He instinctively touched it with his hand and found that his mouth was opened too wide. I accidentally got it...
“More…more, more, more…less?”
"At least over 100 million!"
"You didn't fool me??"
"When you come to Shenyang, you can see the original will and it will be fair with the notary office!"
"Then do I have any competitors for my legacy?" Zhang Weidong was silent for a long time and then asked abruptly.
After hearing this, Zhou Jun was stunned for a moment and couldn't react. Why could this tiger boy still consider this problem? After thinking for a moment, he replied with a faint smile: "You inherit alone!! "
"Okay, I'll go to Shenyang tomorrow, oh no, today, oh no, now. You transfer the cash immediately, and the location must be hidden! Okay, that's it!" Zhang Weidong hung up the phone directly as he said it, and Lingkong He jumped more than one meter high, waved his arms vigorously, and shouted: "You're still in your mother's garage and stabbing Microsoft! Having a promiscuous uncle is the way to go! What is this called?? This is called heaven." If someone is demoted to a high-level position, he must first squat in the construction site toilet for three years! It’s his mother’s hard work!”
"Bengchacha!Bengchachachabeng!!" Zhang Weidong held the phone and turned around excitedly for countless times. He turned around and was about to run towards the work shed. But after taking two steps, his body suddenly stopped and he turned around neatly. , and dove into the toilet.
"Boss, boss, are you still pulling??" Zhang Weidong stretched his neck, walked into the toilet, and asked loudly.
"There was indeed a problem with the pork last night. Once the gate was opened, I couldn't hold it back any longer!" The foreman's face turned red from suppressing his emotions. He squatted in the pit, looked up at Zhang Weidong, and replied lightly.
"The butt is quite round!" Zhang Weidong smoked sideways, looked at the foreman, and replied lightly.
"Get out of here, go to work, don't talk nonsense here!" the foreman blinked and cursed irritably.
"I'm just kidding, why don't you do it!" Zhang Weidong stood on tiptoes and bared his teeth.
"Get out of here, don't get angry!"
"Haha, boss, come here, stick your face over, and I'll tell you a secret!!" Zhang Weidong lowered his head and crossed his fingers mysteriously.
"What's going on?" The foreman looked forward a little suspiciously.
"My fucking feet are No. 42!!" Zhang Weidong yelled angrily, raised his big foot, and kicked the foreman roughly in the face. Then he picked up a nearly two and a half meter long feces scoop with both hands and chopped it into pieces. Open style, he rushed towards the foreman's head and slapped it hard.
"Weidong, don't make trouble, there's shit up there!!"
"Damn it, I'm willing to read a book, I'm willing to squat in the toilet! Are you convinced?"
"You bastard, don't let me out!!" The foreman couldn't pull up his pants and was pushed to the corner. He covered his head and cursed loudly.
"Still scolding me!! Call me Mr. Dancing Spoon Star!"
"I call you grandma b!"
"Sure enough, he is a tough guy, resist!" Zhang Weidong curled his lips, paused for a moment, then suddenly had an idea, and very disgustingly, he stuck the head of the spoon down the other pit, stirred hard, and scooped up half a spoonful of the smelly stuff.
Smelly feces.
The foreman blinked, looked at the yellow-black feces that was still dripping, swallowed, blinked and said: "Dancing Spoon Star Lord!! Let's stop making trouble, okay!"
"Crash!"
When the spoon turned over, the contents poured down. Zhang Weidong threw away the handle, looked at the foreman and said: "Life has its ups and downs. Yesterday, today and tomorrow, you can talk about the past and the present, but don't talk about anyone's future. I don't want to talk about it."
You must be a cement worker all your life, and you may not be a foreman all your life. Bullying me? Waiting for the day when I am good will make you feel better? Okay, don’t get tired of tossing, just keep shitting, Sao Nian!"
After saying that, Zhang Weidong walked out of the toilet with his hands behind his back, and then ran away without taking anything.