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Chapter 147 Day 9: Vampire Bats and Wild Horses

Duan Xiaoming was looking forward to what Uncle Tang said, "Wu Bo will definitely ask me for help tomorrow morning", so he said happily: "Well, then Uncle Tang, please take me to the company parking lot, my car is still there."

There are two traffic lights between Chengnan Police Station and Xiaoqiang Real Estate. When passing the first traffic light, Duan Xiaoming has already enriched the picture of Wu Bo crying for help the next day. At the second traffic light, he asked Uncle Tang: "Uncle Tang, are you guys very experienced in doing this kind of thing, so that kid will definitely beg me tomorrow?"

He was still a little uncertain.

What if that kid Wu Bo just toasts and doesn't eat fine wine? If he asks about it then, will he be involved?
I heard that the police are very capable in handling cases.

Will they find evidence that I was involved in the plot.

And that surveillance camera, why did it break down, could Uncle Tang and the others do it?
But this kind of question cannot be asked.

He thought in his heart, I understand, it’s been played in movies, people with too many problems die quickly!
Uncle Tang held the steering wheel, looked ahead, and replied maturely: "I can't be sure."

"Then you said just now that you would definitely beg me?"

"It's just a tone of mine. How do you say it? How long have you been driving?"

Duan Xiaoming did not answer this question directly. Asking a man how many years of driving is to some extent the same as asking a woman how old she is.

If this woman is still young, she will happily tell you that the little girl is twenty-eight years old.

If this man has a long driving experience, he will pretend to tell you that it will be seven or eight years, maybe more than ten years.

But how old is Duan Xiaoming in total, can he compare with Uncle Tang?

You can't tell Uncle Tang that your driver's license has been so young for a few years, and now you're only driving your dad's car, right?

This question, to a certain extent, is the same as men asking each other "Hey, how many years have you smoked".

A very strong person will answer: What years?Brother, I have been inhaling second-hand smoke since I was born!
Duan Xiaoming didn't know why he suddenly wanted to use this ability, he asked back: "How long have you been driving, Uncle Tang?"

Uncle Tang replied: "It's been almost 30 years, and I started to learn when I was a soldier, so even if I have been driving for so long, I can't guarantee that I won't have a car accident."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that kid Wu Bo won't necessarily beg you."

"Then this-"

"Don't worry, have you heard the story of wild horses and vampire bats?"

"Yo, Uncle Tang didn't expect you to still read fantasy stories?"

"It's not a strange story. There is a kind of vampire bat in this world that feeds on the blood of wild horses. Once a wild horse is targeted by a vampire bat, it is basically not far from death. Why? Actually, those bats can suck a lot of blood. Not enough to make the wild horse die, but the wild horse can't stand it, it will be furious, then run wildly, and finally die from exhaustion, so the only possibility for him not to ask you is to see through our tricks, and only this Oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t talk about tricks, hahaha, let’s talk about the tricks I Tang thought up, he can see through the tricks? He should have been a criminal policeman if he had this ability!”

Duan Xiaoming also laughed: "Learned, even if he doesn't beg me, he will be furious and feel very uncomfortable, hahaha, good! He deserves what happened to him, dare to be disrespectful to my mother! Dare to provoke me! He deserves it! "

The two laughed again.

Tang Jianpeng was laughing that the matter was done, the little boss was very happy, and the money was in his hands again, so he could continue to treat his family members.

Duan Xiaoming's mood finally eased once after suppressing his laughter for more than a week.

When he arrived at the Xiaoqiang parking lot, Duan Xiaoming noticed that other colleagues drove away the cars that were stuck at the exit, so he said goodbye to Uncle Tang directly, and then drove back happily to the other field.

Wei Tao was woken up, Duan Xiaoming didn't care about the fight between his upper and lower eyelids, and excitedly talked about the process of tonight's incident, only to find that Wei Tao had fallen asleep early.

He shook his head, collected himself and went to sleep.

Tuesday, April 2020, 9.

Duan Xiaoming's 9th day after taking up the job.

Early in the morning, Duan Xiaoming woke up.

It wasn't poverty that woke him up, it was hunger and excitement that woke him up.

With a father like Duan Zhonghua, even if he is extremely poor, no one would think he is poor.

The weather is cloudy.

Duan Xiaoming felt extraordinarily comfortable when the sun shone on the Wanwan luxury car this morning.

Listening to the traffic radio, he and Wei Tao recounted the story of last night. When the two talked happily, they shook their shoulders together, stretched out their chins, covered their lower teeth with their lower lips, and exposed their upper teeth. Smiling, drive all the way forward.

Send Wei Tao to the company as usual, and then return to Xiaoqiang.

A large group of people from the company gathered together and discussed in low voices.

Seeing Duan Xiaoming approaching, several people wanted to ask him about the details of last night, but seeing his indifferent face, they stopped in their tracks.

Duan Xiaoming didn't want to make trouble out of the ordinary, and misfortune came out of his mouth. If he said something wrong, he would waste all his previous efforts and not say anything, and he would get into quite a lot of trouble.

Some of the discussants turned their heads and pointed at Duan Xiaoming.

Duan Xiaoming didn't bother to talk to them.

He saw Wu Xiaomo, Lu Feifei, Chen Yue, and several female colleagues chatting together, wondering if they were also chatting about himself.

Alas, it's a pity that I had too few lines yesterday.

Not cool at all!

During the morning meeting, Chen Tao'an didn't show up. Everyone guessed that the manager was overworked last night, which caused him to lie in bed in the morning.

Qin Yanjiao stood in front of the team and said, "Last night, there was a traffic accident in our parking lot. Wu Bo's car was hit by someone. Now he, Chen Jie, Zhou Bin, and Sun Bin are still in the police station. I probably heard about it in the morning. It was a very simple traffic accident, but both sides couldn't restrain themselves and started fighting. As a result, we were locked up for one night. Our Manager Chen has already gone to the Chengnan Police Station to find out the situation. Let me warn everyone that when we encounter any problems, we are actually representing the image of Xiaoqiang. I hope everyone will protect their rights with reason and evidence, and don’t easily get into fights with others.”

Qin Yanjiao hadn't finished speaking, but someone was already muttering below.

After she finished speaking, dozens of people were making noise like opening a vegetable market.

Just when she was about to reprimand, the screen of the mobile phone she hung on her chest lit up and then started to vibrate.

The phone vibrated "buzzing", and even the two rabbits hidden on her chest didn't stop moving.

If it weren't for the shirts worn in autumn and a suit jacket, and the weather was not too hot in the morning, and the suits were buttoned up, many people below wondered whether the pair of rabbits would escape.

Qin Yanjiao glared at the team, then picked up her cell phone to answer the call.

"Manager Chen!"

Hearing Director Qin Yanjiao call Manager Chen on the phone, the team suddenly became quiet like boiling water whose heat was taken away.

Chen Taoan was in a small office of the Chengnan Police Station, facing the deputy director of the police station. He said to the phone, "Is that Duan Xiaoming at work? Take him to the Chengnan Police Station."

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