The dart of martial arts must be reached

The corners of Qiu Yingluo’s eyes twitched a few times, and there was no way, I can’t go to others to ask about it at this time, Nangong Yanhong is anxious to ask for it.

“One morning, my mother saw that my father was unhappy and was about to beat him, when suddenly there was a pain in her abdomen…”

Qiu Yingluo was very satisfied to record Lu Qingcheng’s past, wrote for most of the night, until Lu Qingcheng was a little reluctant to say, she was satisfied to accept the pen, looking at this manuscript, secretly satisfied, presumably Nangong Linghong should be satisfied.

Taking advantage of the night, Qiu Yingluo passed the news out, and Nangong Wanhong got the information transmitted by Qiu Yingluo the next day.

Looking at this thick stack, Nangong Residual Red was happy, but after reading it, he almost didn’t spew out a mouthful of old blood.

What did Nangong Wanhong want this character to do in the past? That is to be able to get a good understanding of the opponent, and at the same time, it is aimed at the planning, to see if you can counteract the opponent’s master.

But what the hell is this?

Supporting his forehead, which was a little painful, Nangong Linghong said weakly:

“A full 30,000 words, only to write that the midwife entered the door, and there were many typos, is her brain not very good, or is she frightened by you?”

At this time, Nangong Wanhong wants to greet Qiu Yingluo’s enlightened master, how to teach this word, it is all a typo, and this expression is completely unclear, and he wants to explain her is not the same thing at all, is this a brain problem?

Gong Yandong was indeed a little bent for Qiu Yingluo at this time.

“But the more detailed you say, the better, isn’t she doing what you say?”

Hearing these words, Nangong Wanhong was really about to vomit blood.

“But this can’t be without the theme of scribbling, is this like a thing?”

Gong Yandong was a little frightened by Nangong Residual Hong’s posture, seeing the appearance of his henchmen under his hand, Nangong Residual Hong took a deep breath and secretly warned himself, don’t be angry, don’t be angry.

Exhaling a deep breath, Nangong Yanhong picked up the pen and said indifferently:

“Forget it, let me write a lesson for her again, and tell her how things should be written.”

For Qiu Yingluo, Nangong Yanhong is still satisfied, at least his attitude is very correct, but his ability is not good, especially the ability to understand.

……

The big guys in the dart bureau are busy with themselves, but no one pays attention to Qiu Yingluo, because Qiu Yingluo is still cold war with the big guys at this time.

She drew lots herself, didn’t want to be used as bait, and then was caught and put back, with a blind dick in her mouth, and now no one believes her.

Lu Sanjin also stated that he would not be allowed to communicate with her until Qiu Yingluo changed his nature, otherwise he would be treated coldly like this.

Therefore, Qiu Yingluo’s transmission of news and news is extremely convenient, and no one cares about her.

“…… Summed up in a thousand words? ”

Qiu Yingluo looked at Nangong Residual Red passing through, suddenly laughed, clapped his hands:

“It’s not easy!”

It’s too long to write adults, then children, where are there still children in the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau, then there are only …

Saying that, Qiu Yingluo ran out directly, found the mush, the mushy little clever ghost is tricky, he is the best at it, but he has to say well.

“Mushy, sister wants to ask you for a favor, can you ask me?”

Although adults are treated coldly with Qiu Yingluo, this does not include children, and the feeling of mushy usually for Qiu Yingluo is okay, and it is not like or hate.

Seeing Qiu Yingluo asking like this, he looked at Qiu Yingluo with a puzzled look and said:

“Ask me, why ask me?”

The corner of Qiu Yingluo’s eyes twitched a few times, she laughed dryly, and nodded embarrassedly:

“That… My sister wants to know about your life. ”

Children, hearing adults ask, it is naturally a little energetic, especially to ask about his past, children, the most like to tell adults about their previous heroic deeds.

So, Qiu Yingluo copied another thousand words.

Nangong Zhihong took a few pieces of paper full of pasty ‘life’, stunned for a while, and then suddenly threw those papers into the sky, and said angrily:

“She did it on purpose, she definitely did it on purpose, let her die, let her die immediately.”

At this time, Nangong Wanhong is really angry, I have never seen such a brainless, say a thousand words, how to write such a thing, don’t you know to summarize? And what’s the use of his past of asking for a little fart child?

Gong Yandong was very calm at this time, because he knew that his boss would lose his mind from time to time.

“Boss, you wait first, I don’t think our method is quite right.”

Hearing Gong Yandong say this, Nangong Yanhong frowned, looked at him fixedly, and said:

“What do you mean? Doubt me? ”

Gong Yandong pondered for a moment, and looked at Nangong Yanhong with a wise face:

“Poisoning her will only bring her fear, she will try to perfunctory us as much as possible, and it is impossible to work for us wholeheartedly, so I think we should not give her a little benefit, after coercion, naturally we have to lure.”

After Gong Yandong finished speaking, he looked at Nangong Yanhong with an expectant expression, hoping that he could give himself some advice, or directly adopt his suggestion.

“Give her some money.”

Hearing Nangong Yanhong’s words, Gong Yandong nodded, with a trace of excitement on his face, the boss agreed with his opinion.

Looking left and right, Gong Yandong asked in a low voice:

“How much is appropriate?”

“Give ten taels first, deduct it from your salary.”

“This…”

Hearing this, Gong Yandong was instantly speechless, why did he have to take money into it himself, originally the salary was not much, and he had to deduct ten taels to her?

Nangong Yanhong looked at Gong Yandong speechlessly, knowing that he did not agree, and pouted dissatisfiedly:

“Why is this and that, she is not spying on intelligence for you, who will give money if you don’t give money?”

Where is there such a crooked reason, the corners of Gong Yandong’s eyes constantly twitched, only feeling that his face seemed to be lost, completely pumped together, what else to do?

“And let her pay attention to Lu Sanjin’s movements, if she fails again this time, you will do her.”

Listening to Nangong Residual Red’s words like a series of cannons, Gong Yandong swallowed everything he wanted to say, secretly thinking that his work was really a little aggrieved, there was no money to earn, and he had to put money into it by himself, who said this and who believed it? _

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