A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

"Boy, who are you?" Mao Weiping asked Ye Wutian.

Without waiting for Ye Wutian to agree, Luo Hui actively introduced: "Manager, he is the accomplice invited by these two girls."

"No, we just happened to meet here." Wang Qiaoqiao argued.

"Hmph! Is there such a coincidence? An outsider will meet you in the company by chance. Do you think this is the station?" Luo Hui said with a smile.

Ye Wutian shook off Mao Weiping's hand, looked at Luo Hui and asked, "So what if I am their accomplice?"

"Look at the manager, he admitted it himself." Luo Hui said to Mao Weiping.

"Hey! Ye Wutian, don't talk nonsense." Wang Qiaoqiao said anxiously. She tried her best to clarify, but Ye Wutian's description became darker and darker. How could she not be anxious.

Ye Wutian looked at Wang Qiaoqiao and said with a smile, "You don't want to do it here anyway, so why worry?"

"This... But no matter what, I can't be framed by this bad woman." Wang Qiaoqiao said unwillingly.

Ye Wutian smiled, and persuaded unhurriedly: "Sister Qiaoqiao, we are educated intellectuals, why do we have the same knowledge as this kind of uneducated bastard? Are you right?"

"Who are you calling coquettish?" Luo Hui frowned and shouted angrily.

Ye Wutian glanced at her up and down, and said mockingly: "You are the only one present who looks like a bastard. If I don't scold you, who will I scold? Look at your virtue, you dress more professionally than a chicken, The word 'Sao' is about to be written on your face, why didn't you ask those plastic surgeons to engrave the word 'Sao' on your face during the plastic surgery?"

"You are talking nonsense." Luo Hui naturally would not admit the fact that she had plastic surgery.

Mao Weiping on the side also warned with a cold face: "Boy, this is not a place for you to run wild. If you don't get out, I will call security."

"Fatty, you can call him whatever you want, even if you call the city management, I'm not afraid." Ye Wutian played a hooligan.

Mao Weiping is not very fat, at most he just has a beer belly and a little bit of puffiness. Now that Ye Wutian calls him a fat man, he is naturally upset, so he immediately told a female colleague in the administrative department: "Xiao Liu, go and call the security guards." .”

"Yes!" Although the female colleague was not very willing, she could only reluctantly agree and left the crowd.

Although Lin Shiyue and Wang Qiaoqiao were anxious, they were unwilling to leave like this. They looked at Ye Wutian one after another, but they saw that Ye Wutian was acting as if nothing had happened.

Not to mention that this company is owned by my brother-in-law, even if there is no such relationship, there is nothing to be afraid of a few small security guards, Ye Wutian looked at Mao Weiping with a smile, and sneered: "I said fat, your hair is old and ugly, yes It's not that I should change it, but having said that, even Huang Xiaoming's hairstyle, paired with your unearthly face, is still unappetizing. Of course, your appearance has not reached the point of no hope. I recommend you to try Grandpa Mao's hairstyle, it should suit you."

There were bursts of sniggering from the crowd watching, to be honest, this Mao Weiping looks really not ordinary.

"Shut up! If you dare to speak rudely again, don't blame me for being rude." Mao Weiping gnashed his teeth and shouted.

Ye Wutian didn't think so, and continued: "I haven't finished yet, in fact, you look like a famous historical figure, if you don't believe me, go to the library and find the first volume of the history textbook for junior high school, open the first page, and read I suspect that the Peking Man was drawn with reference to your face."

Lin Shiyue covered her mouth and snickered, and Wang Qiaoqiao laughed exaggeratedly, pointing to Mao Weiping while laughing and said, "I said why did you look so familiar when I first joined the company? It turned out to be the Peking Man in the history book." Portrait model." Anyway, she plans to quit, but Wang Qiaoqiao has nothing to worry about.

"That's right! This guy looks too fucking retro, he's like a living fossil." Ye Wutian laughed again.

These two people talked to each other, but Mao Weiping was furious.

"Fucking looking for a beating!" Mao Weiping couldn't take it anymore, no longer caring about his identity, he clenched his fist and threw Ye Wutian on the head.

In terms of height, Mao Weiping is about the same as Ye Wutian, but Mao Weiping's figure is a bit bloated, so his momentum is even better.

Seeing the opponent's sudden attack, Lin Shiyue and Wang Qiaoqiao's hearts rose to their throats, obviously they thought Ye Wutian was about to get punched.

However, the result was not like this, I saw Ye Wutian raised his right hand lightly, as if chasing flies away, and slapped the opponent's fist lightly.

"Hey!" There was a sound of bone dislocation, and Mao Weiping's forearm dropped accordingly, and his elbow joint was dislocated.

"Ah!~" Mao Weiping screamed, and his injured elbow immediately became red and swollen.

"Oh! Old Ancestor, I didn't use any force. Could it be that your arm is glued with 502 glue?" Ye Wutian said with a look of surprise and innocence, and the surrounding audience also looked puzzled. It's pretty amazing to dislocate one's own arm.