How bad guys are made

Chapter 26 Embarrassing Misunderstanding

"Hehe, I saw it once on the bus. There was a little friction. It was a misunderstanding." Wen Dong put down his wine glass, reached out and wiped his mouth in a stubborn way, then turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoxi and said.

"En." Lin Xiaoxi also nodded. That incident was mostly a misunderstanding. Although I don't know why Wendong's hand was placed in the middle, he did put it into someone's hand by himself. Lin Xiaoxi couldn't help but blush when Wendong reached out to wipe her mouth, because the hand that wiped her mouth was the one touching her, Lin Xiaoxi remembered it very clearly.

Although the meal was a bit depressing, it was a good time for the host and the guest. Wen Dong did not embarrass Lin Xiaoxi in this matter, and had basically agreed with Zhu Chengchun that the contract could be signed tomorrow.

The happiest thing was Lin Xiaoxi, because the deal was settled, then Zhu Chengchun would not make things difficult for him anymore, and the look in Wendong's eyes was rare and kind.

Wendong also had a rare extravagance, taking a taxi home, because firstly he drank a lot, and secondly, it started to rain lightly outside, and because of the special location of the city near the sea in summer, it often rained.

It was half past nine when we got home. Wen Dong staggered up the stairs. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard a small sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Wen Dong involuntarily looked up at the landlord's house next door. The sound must have come from her It was sent from home, which reminded Wendong of the night two days ago. It was a rainy night just like tonight. The landlord's pale face, with bright red blood dripping on his face, almost strangled him to death. What are you doing?Could it be that the perverted murderer is disposing of the corpse?Wen Dong shuddered tremblingly, and quickly opened the door and got in.

Wendong threw himself on the bed at once, and made a decision in his heart, he must call Li Binger tomorrow, if another person dies tonight, then Wendong will move out immediately and definitely.

It's not that Wendong is too suspicious and afraid of things, the key is that thinking about this thing makes people's scalp tingle.

The next day Wendong got up late again, it was half past ten when he woke up, even later than yesterday, Wendong hurriedly got up, dressed and washed, and called Zhang Hanhan before he could leave the house.

In addition, I went to work for a total of three days today, but I was late for two days. This made Wen Dong feel a little embarrassed. He answered the phone and said cautiously: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"You still know that I'm Mr. Zhang? Are you still sleepy?" Zhang Hanhan's voice sounded a bit sarcastic.

"Hehe, it was a bit late to discuss business last night, so I'll go right away."

Zhang Hanhan snorted and said, "Today is the third day, and Mr. Cheng has already completed the plan."

"Well, I know, I'll go right away. By the way, yesterday I negotiated with Shangzi Modeling Agency. I agreed to sign the contract this evening. You can ask someone to estimate and draw up a contract for me." Wen Dong said.

"Heh... I won't talk about being late, but you still have face. I became your secretary?" Zhang Hanhan curled his lips.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm a director now anyway, so I just need to take the bus to work. Why don't you arrange an assistant for me? I have too many things to do and I'm too busy. I'm too busy to do everything myself. Come."

"Busy? Then tell me what you have been busy with these two days?" Zhang Hanhan snorted, never seen such a shameless person.

"Hehehehe..."

Wendong smiled, Zhang Hanhan hung up the phone without saying anything, Wendong didn't care, since he had done everything he had to do, Wendong didn't worry, he just took a cold bath and put on a street shirt Standing in front of the mirror, he coquettishly played with his black broken hair, his fair face, and his handsome appearance. Against the backdrop of a white shirt, he felt that he had instantly stepped up to a higher level.

Tsk tsk, this is a high-level white-collar worker, Wen Dong stretched out his hand to straighten his neck and said coquettishly.

I went downstairs to find a restaurant to eat, and then took the bus all the way to the company. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at the company.

Wendong came to the nineteenth floor, got off the elevator, turned a corner and walked to his office. He happened to see a woman in a black professional skirt standing in front of his office in a daze. He didn't notice Wendong coming behind him.

Wendong recognized who this person was at a glance. Isn't this his immediate boss, Manager He Qinghe?Because Wendong just came here for a few days, the two are not familiar with each other, they met once, through a phone call, no, it should be met twice, the night before yesterday when I went to a nightclub to drink with my grandson, I met once, but He Qing didn't see herself.

He Qing seemed to have something on her mind, with a hint of worry and hesitation in her eyes, her beautiful eyes looked at Wendong's office door out of focus, apparently distracted.

Wen Dong quietly stood beside He Qing, his eyes uncontrollably followed that pink and white neck and landed on He Qing's towering snow-white ravine, he swallowed quietly, black skirt and black stockings, round little feet Wearing a pair of the same black stiletto heels, her slender waist is slightly plump, and her calves without a trace of fat linger in a perfect arc against the black silk. He Qing is at least 34 or [-] years old, and she is considered a four-year-old. Said that this woman is drinking papaya milk and bathing with papaya milk every day?Otherwise, how do you keep your figure and skin so good?

"Hey, what are you doing standing in front of my office?"

"Ah!" He Qing heard Wen Dong's voice suddenly. Although the voice was not very loud, He Qing, who had run to somewhere outside the cloud, was startled. Her little feet in stiletto shoes jumped up and stepped on the standing On Wen Dong's feet behind her, there was another exclamation, her body staggered, and the documents she held in her arms flew up like a celestial girl's scattered flowers, and then her body swayed uncontrollably to one side.

"Ouch!" Wen Dong also yelled out in pain, for no other reason, because He Qing stepped on his feet, especially when He Qing was wearing stilettos, and the weight of her whole body was added. It is more important to step on such a small area after jumping up. Wen Dong felt that his feet were almost pierced by the soles of the pointed high heels.

The beautiful legs wrapped in black silk rubbed against the trash can next to it, and with a "squeak", the seductive black silk directly tore a long hole. Although Wen Dong almost jumped up in pain, fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly stretched out his hand He Qing, who was about to fall, hugged He Qing in her arms, avoiding the end of the fragrance, but felt that her hands were slippery for a while, and when she looked down, she was suddenly embarrassed. Lived in He Qing's previous location...

"You...you let me go!" He Qing is worthy of being the leader of the new company. Naturally, she has experienced countless battles. After a short shock, she immediately regained her composure. She just felt the squeeze and the warm hands It made her pretty face blush and anger in her heart.

Wen Dong smiled sheepishly. He wanted to scare the elegant woman who only met twice, but he didn't expect such an embarrassing scene, so he quickly let go of his arms.

He Qing hurriedly straightened up, and then let out a "hiss" sound of pain, her body shook for a while, and the severe pain in her feet and legs made her fall backwards.

"Your ankle is twisted, and your leg is bleeding." Wen Dong quickly reached out to support He Qing, but now the two looked as if He Qing had fallen into Wen Dong's arms, and Wen Dong helped He Qing to explain quickly.

He Qing struggled for a while and stopped moving, letting Wendong hug her. She already realized that her feet and legs were injured.

"Go...into the office." He Qing was afraid that others would see the two of them, her brows were tightly frowned because of the pain, and she seemed to be unable to speak clearly.

"Uh, okay, don't move around!" Wen Dong couldn't say anything more, he quickly picked He Qing up by the waist, opened the office and walked in.

"The ankle is dislocated and the ligament is slightly strained. It's not very serious." Wen Dong put He Qing on the sofa, looked at the sexy little feet in stockings, looked up at He Qing and said with some embarrassment. In the end, it was his own fault. What a cheap mouth, nothing to scare people.

It's just that Wendong couldn't help being taken aback after speaking. The crippled master taught him some simple medical skills when he was young, but he couldn't reach the current state at all. Could it be that this Wendong himself knows medical skills?How come I have no memory of this?
Hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered something, as if he had drawn a book of useless skills, the D-level skill Master Doctor, presumably this was the reason.

"I'll correct the misaligned joints for you. I've learned how to reset bones before. If you believe me, I'll correct them now. Of course, you can also choose to go to the orthopedic hospital. The nearest orthopedic hospital is about two miles away from the company. It's a 10-minute drive, I'm afraid it will be more serious if I wait any longer and may cause future troubles." Wen Dong raised his head, looked at He Qing seriously, and said it naturally, based on his brain The result of the medical skills in the hospital.

He Qing looked into Wendong's eyes, with a fair face and handsome appearance, and a very clean white shirt, and it was hard to believe because of such a young age, but for some reason, she might have sensed the glare in Wendong's eyes. Seriously, He Qing actually had a little trust in Wendong, and nodded slightly.

Wen Dong lowered his head and focused his eyes on He Qing's stocking feet again, with a serious and dignified expression. He had no choice but to do this for the first time, although he was very confident.

Gently took off the high heels on He Qing's feet, supported her ankle with one hand and held her foot with the other.

"Kaba!" He Qing exclaimed from a burst of bone-eroding pain, her little hands tightly gripping the cushions on the sofa, and then her whole body trembled in pain like a sieve, as if she had lost all her strength, and she was limp on the sofa.

"Okay, don't move around." Wen Dong glanced at He Qing's thigh. There was a long cut in the stocking. The blood had already soaked the stocking below, and the exposed skin was also dyed blood red. Wen Dong Dong ordered and quickly got up, went to the desk and took out a pack of wet wipes.

"Let me treat the wound for you." Wen Dong tore it apart vigorously and looked up at He Qing with a beseeching look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)