Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"Feng Zhanbo, I warn you that if there is any falsehood in what you just told me, I will let you die without a place to die. Our young masters and grandmothers are kind-hearted people. I'm not. If you don't believe me, you can wait and see. "

With that, he slammed the door and left the numb Feng Zhanbo outside.

The top of the head of the sun is still very strong, pouring down on Feng Zhanbo, and soon his shirt soaked in sweat was dried. He tugged at the crumpled corner of his shirt. He didn't dare to stay too long. When his hands and feet were fully conscious, he quickly got up and ran away, as if there were some monsters behind him.

It was after a long run that he finally stopped panting.

Just after feeling far away from danger, the first thing Feng Zhanbo did was to take out his mobile phone and call Hong Qiuyan. This woman is really a piece of dog skin plaster. If she sticks it on, she can't get rid of it any more, and it will bring us this kind of disgusting bad luck! It's really bad luck!

Recalling what he had just encountered, he was angry and afraid, and the hand holding the mobile phone was shaking. But the phone can not be dialed directly stuck in the cold mechanical "Hello, the number you dialed has been turned off", Feng Zhanbo was stunned in situ, and then dialed again, the same result.

"I'm X!" The more Feng Zhanbo thinks about it, the more he feels that it's a poor thing to do. After such a long time, he almost takes himself in, but he can't get any serious benefits. He's also dragged to this place for no reason. It's a matter of no one, no ghost, no ghost. Who do you want to reason with?

Now the originator is still running away with the five million dollars, making himself useless every day. What's the matter!

Feng Zhanbo's anger comes from his heart, and he thinks that ah zhe took him away directly in the conference room today, in front of so many colleagues. How can he explain this when he goes back? Where to put face?! For a moment, anger, embarrassment, chagrin, all kinds of emotions gathered together and rushed to the cover of his spirit.

In a hurry, Feng Zhanbo was very ashamed and angry. His whole face was red and red. He could not care about that. He clenched his fist and hammered several punches on one side of the tree until fresh blood oozed from the joints and the skin around him was mottled with blue.

But anger is anger. Anyway, life has to go on.

Feng Zhanbo sighed heavily, touched the few yuan he had in his family and went back to the company by bus. Along the way, he wrote many times in his mind, thinking about what he would say to explain today's situation. But when he got to Qin Siqi's office, things didn't go as he thought.

From the beginning of entering the company, Feng Zhanbo felt that everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and the emotion in his eyes was full of ridicule and ridicule. His shirt was wrinkled and smelled of sweat, like he had been pickled in a salt jar for several months, and his hair was in a mess, completely different from his usual neat and polite appearance in the company.

Feng Zhanbo didn't dare to stay. He didn't even have time to catch his breath. He went straight through a group of people and rushed into the elevator. His finger was almost broken before he let the elevator door close.

However, as soon as he entered the gate of Qin Siqi's office, Qin Siqi only raised her eyelids and gave him a light glance. Then she suddenly frowned, and her expression of disgust did not hide, "what else do you want to do?"

Feng Zhanbo was surprised by her cold and heartless tone. It took him a long time to squeeze out a smile and say, "Mr. Qin, I can explain what happened today. I don't want to be absent from work for no reason..."

Qin Siqi was looking at the document when she heard him say so. Suddenly she got angry and slammed the folder on the table. She stared and said, "who told you this?! Did I say it was because you were absent from work? "