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"Wang Feng, are you looking for me?" Yi Zhonghai came to the outside of the workshop and stood in front of Wang Feng, his face full of confusion.

He has a beam with Wang Feng, and he usually doesn't say hello when he meets him.

Looking for the door today, Yi Zhonghai felt very strange and abnormal.

Secretly vigilant.

And Wang Feng didn't say anything, looked at him strangely, and directly used the psychological hint of line ~ for control.

[Yi Zhonghai, Director Yang has a feud with you, give him laxatives, kick him into the toilet-. ] 】

[Yi Zhonghai, Director Yang has a feud with you, give him laxatives, and kick him into the toilet. ] 】

[Yi Zhonghai, Director Yang has a feud with you, gives him laxatives, and kicks him into the toilet. ] 】

This heart, like a monk's chanting, kept exploding in Yi Zhonghai's heart, endlessly.

It lasted a full minute.

During this period, Yi Zhonghai's thinking was drowned in the whirlpool, and the whole person was stupid in place.

After the psychological hint was over, Wang Feng turned and left.

The hint, which lasted hundreds of times, was like a nail to take revenge on Director Yang, hammered deeply into Yi Zhonghai's consciousness.

With his mind back, Yi Zhonghai returned to work in the workshop.

But always absent-minded.

Thinking about it, he went to buy laxatives after work, put them in Director Yang's water cup, and then squatted outside the toilet, and once he saw Director Yang going to the toilet, he kicked him into the toilet to take revenge.

He couldn't think of what specifically he hated Director Yang, but he felt that the other party was very hateful, like killing his father and haters!

At noon, when it was time to eat, Yi Zhonghai did not continue to stay at the workstation as usual, brushing the hardworking person.

Instead, he ran out of the workshop with a cigarette, went straight to the rolling mill infirmary, and took a week's laxative on the grounds that Aunt Yi had been constipated recently.

At noon, Director Yang and they went up to the second floor of the cafeteria to eat, and Yi Zhonghai sneaked into each other's office.

Put the laxatives taken normally for three days into a teacup at one time.

"Pull you to death a black-hearted factory director!" Yi Zhonghai cursed viciously.

Originally, one use of a day's weight was enough to pull people weak, but he used it for three days.

Even a cow will pull down.

It's all like this, Yi Hai is not at ease.

He poured laxatives into the warm water bottle in the office for four days.

At this time, Director Yang made tea again, and he could not escape the fate of escape.

But it's not enough to be thin, and Director Yang has to go to the public toilet to kick in the toilet.

There are small toilets in the office building, all of which are small squat pits, and people can't fall down.

There are no conditions, Yi Zhonghai Lingji moved, and took the initiative to create conditions.

Sneak to the toilet of the office building, resist the urge to gag, use a mop to get the out of the squatting pit, smeared it on the ground, on the wall ....... The whole toilet is full of.

The foul smell made Yi Zhonghai even gag and lost his appetite for lunch.

And that's how to get a floor of toilets.

In order to force Director Yang to go to the public toilet, Yi Zhonghai got five floors in a row, and all the toilets became a field.

Even the women's toilet was not let go, it can be described as meticulous, and did not give Director Yang the slightest chance.

The toilets on the five floors are all dirty and disgusting, and you can't get off your feet at all.

When people with cleanliness fetish, when they see this scene, they may roll their eyes and faint directly.

After making sufficient preparations, Yi Zhonghai went straight to the public toilet to wait for the rabbit, waiting for Director Yang to come to the door urgently.

And Wang Feng was not in a hurry to leave the rolling mill, he had to wait to see the good show he planned.

At this time, Director Yang was still drinking and bragging on the second floor.

The cadres who support him are all sycophant and patting.

Speaking of which, Director Yang is far inferior to Deputy Director Li in terms of recognizing and employing people.

After the turmoil came, Director Yang became a reformer and swept the streets.

The former henchmen all drew a line, and no one helped him.

This is not to be said, it is understandable, after all, it is too risky to help him, and it is easy to put his life into it.

But it's always okay to take care of it.

But still not.

Almost everyone avoided him, and when they walked, they all hurried away, like treating a plague.

Therefore, Silly Zhu thanked him for his kindness in introducing the great leader, and when Director Yang was sweeping the floor, he gave him a sip of wine and a handful of peanuts and rice.

Falling to that step, it can be said that Director Yang is a failure. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Being a man and a cadre fails.

On the contrary, Deputy Director Li rose to prominence and rose step by step.

The gap is not ordinarily large.

Director Yang loves to listen to others patting horses, being held by others, and immersed in smugness.

This is also the reason why he loves to drink, and there are the most bragging, talking, and coaxing guys at the wine table.

So much so that a group of wine and meat cadres gathered around Director Yang.

Because he drove away the stall vendors to death yesterday, Director Yang's mood had not eased up, and he couldn't help but drink a few more drinks.

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They were almost at work, and then they went back to work drunk, surrounded by many cadres.

Drink too much, mouth.

Back in the office, Director Yang drank all the laxative tea, and before quenching his thirst, he lifted the warm water bottle and filled the teacup.

But before the temperature of the tea dropped, Director Yang felt his stomach uncomfortable and grumbled.

Sudden ups and downs, like lightning in the dark clouds, are in the harbinger of a storm.

And Director Yang did not realize the problem, and thought that he had drunk too much alcohol and had an upset stomach.

Didn't care much.

But soon, the belly growled louder and louder, and the stomach seemed to beat a drum.

Abdominal pain, sudden onset.

Like a knife stirring, Director Yang, who was in pain, gasped and his face turned green.

Along with that comes a strong sense of poop.

"I already knew not to drink so much." Director Yang endured the pain, forced himself up, and walked to the toilet.

But before he could enter the toilet, he heard a lesbian screaming.

Then I saw the other party rushing from the direction of the toilet with a frightened and disgusted face.

"Xiao Zhang, what's going on with you?" Director Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Director, it's so disgusting, I don't know which bastard, smeared the toilet with shit, vomit..... Don't say it, you go and see it yourself, it's disgusting. "

Hearing the description of the lesbian, Director Yang suddenly had a bad premonition and quickly walked to the toilet.

Before I reached the door, I smelled the stink, which was strange!

Endured the stench, got closer, Director Yang was dumbfounded.

The entire toilet, only the ceiling is still clean, and the rest is smeared with.

It made him sick.

The director of the factory must not go to the toilet in such a place, even if he goes up, he can't bear the smell.

He hurried to the next floor, still dirty and smelly.

At this time, Director Yang felt that his stomach was about to explode, and Chrysanthemum was also strongly protesting.

Can't hold it back!

If you hold it again, it is likely to pull your pants in, and Director Yang, with amazing perseverance, clamped his legs and climbed up the stairs step by step to the toilet of hope.

But when he thought he could see a clean toilet, but before he got closer, the stench of his spicy eyes shattered Director Yang's expectations.

No need to look, absolutely everywhere!

Director Yang was desperate.