Chapter 62

In the evening, Feng Jun stood on the balcony, blowing the sea breeze while talking to Ji Tao on the phone. "Well, well, if only he would listen to you." Wang Zhongding just came to see Lvzhi. When he heard Feng Jun on the phone, he asked casually, "who's calling?" "Ji Tao, report to me about Han Dong." Hear "Han Dong" two words, Wang Zhongding cold hum, there is a kind of subtle emotion in it. Feng Jun didn't wait for Wang Zhongding to ask, so he took the initiative to say, "Han Dong not only didn't make trouble, but also cooperated with Ji Tao's work very well. They got along very happily. Do you think it's very surprising?" Wang Zhongding didn't expect that. He thought it would be good if Han Dong didn't make a scene. "There's something more unexpected." Feng Jun smiles mysteriously, and then says, "Ji Tao praises Han Dong for his talent, saying that he is a rare talent." Wang Zhongding is hard to accept. How can a man with similar temperament give Han Dong such a good evaluation? "Are you sure it's Ji Tao himself?" Feng Jun handed the mobile phone to Wang Zhongding, "or you call him in person?" "Forget it." Wang Zhongding waved. Feng Jun glanced at Wang Zhongding and said slowly, "in fact, I think the reason why Han Dong was so rebellious before is to attract your attention." Having heard the second person say so, Wang Zhongding had to pay attention to this issue. "Why do you think so?" Wang Zhongding asked. "It's very obvious that Han Dong didn't obey the discipline when you were there. As soon as you left, he became good. And Ji Tao and your temper are so similar. If Han Dongzhen is not acclimatized, how can Ji Tao get along with you peacefully? " Wang Zhongding was silent for a long time before he said, "forget it, whatever he thinks, as long as someone can control him." Then he turned and entered the room. Feng Jun turned his lips behind Wang Zhongding. Ji Tao hung up the phone here, and Han Dong couldn't wait to ask, "did you call Wang Zhongding?" "No, manager Feng, Feng Jun." "Oh..." Han Dong patted the empty seat beside him, "come on, you sleep here tonight." Ji Tao didn't say anything. He just lay down and shared the bed with Han Dong. "I haven't slept in the same bed for a long time," Han said Ji Tao said: "I've never slept in the same bed with anyone else. If you hadn't told me the secret hidden in my heart for more than 20 years, I don't think I would have completely opened my heart to a person." "You've lived a depressing life! Learn from my friends... " Han Dong took a self portrait of himself and said, "how smart and energetic my brother is, who we love, we will live for ourselves!" Ji Tao has to admit, "there are some places I should learn from you." "But..." Han Dong said, "I like your character very much. What you have is what I lack. What did that say? Opposites attract? No, we are of the same sex things will develop in the opposite direction when they become extreme? It doesn't seem right either... " "It's a complementary effect," Ji said "Yes, yes, it's complementary. You see, I'm romantic, you're old-fashioned, I'm smart, you're stupid, I'm calm, you're impatient, I'm confident, you're self abased, I'm pursuing you, you have no faith, right?" The more Ji Tao thinks about it, the more wrong it is. How can it change its flavor in Han Dong's mouth? Is this "what you have is what I lack"? It is clearly "what you lack is what I have". "So I can get extra spiritual satisfaction from you." Han Dong added. Ji Tao suddenly a little puzzled, "then why don't you like Mr. Wang? They all say that I have a lot in common with President Wang. " Han Dong has a black face. I don't like him. It has nothing to do with his character. Is he a good face Three days later, Feng Jun and Wang Zhongding returned home together. As soon as he entered the office building, Wang Zhongding smelled an unusual smell. Although the floor is clean, his digital eyes are full of scratches. It seems that he has been trampled by countless pairs of soles for many days. There are few figures in the hall, but there is a strong smell of human flesh everywhere. "Is there any activity in the company these days?" Wang Zhongding asked Feng Jun. Feng Jun thought about it and said, "there are several small-scale activities." Wang Zhongding's face was puzzled, "how do I feel that many people have come to the office building during my absence?" "No? Their activities are all held outside. " As soon as the voice fell, I heard two new female artists chatting in front of me. "Have you heard? Our company recently came to a big fairy, fortune telling can be accurate As soon as he heard the word "Da xian'er", Wang Zhongding's face immediately changed, and Feng Jun had a vague foreboding. But he still gives Wang Zhongding a soothing look. Since Ji Tao has vowed that Han Dong has changed his ways, there must be someone else in their so-called "Da xian'er". Female artists don't seem to realize that * * OSS is right behind them, and they are still chatting happily. "A lot of people in our company have been looking for him these days, and all the big names who are running around have come back specially. It's said that there is a troupe who doesn't even make a play. They charter a car to go back to the company, just to let him do a divination. " Wang Zhongding's face became more overcast. Sure enough, someone broke the air here. In front of the conversation continues, has been silent female artists opened. "Don't tell me about him! I get angry when I think of him "Ah? Do you know him? " "Hum Last time I went to see him, he also told me that his hands were very good. He could let them protrude wherever he wanted, and let them curl wherever he wanted. I asked him to help me with my body shaping. As a result, he spent more than half an hour grinding, which not only had no effect, but also took advantage of me. " Fortune telling, bragging, lecherous, slow Apart from Han Dong, who can still occupy so much? Wang Zhongding's face is obviously a lot worse, but Feng Jun still looks at him with a "calm down" look. As long as he doesn't meet one, there is the possibility that "it's not Han Dong". Even Han Dong also proves that he has made progress. Soon, the female artist in front spoke again. "Did he ask you for money?" "This is the most exasperating thing! I thought he took so much advantage of me that I was embarrassed to ask for more money. Guess what? He not only asked me for money, but also said that he charged by time! " "My God, this man is too calculating?" Well, this time it's all Wang Zhongding looks at Feng Jun, what else can you say? In Feng Jun's eyes, there is still a glimmer of hope. Who is Ji Tao? A person with the same rigorous style as you, can you promise without evidence? At this time, he was walking to the corner when a familiar voice came. Wang Zhongding stopped his feet and didn't turn with the two female artists in front of him. "Hey, beauty, meet again!" "What for?" "Why haven't you asked me for a massage recently? It won't work if you keep procrastinating. " "Who asked you to massage? Hooligans Then, the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground gradually faded away. The familiar male voice rings out again, just listen to the tone can imagine that evil face. "Little Sao ya, he pretended to me." Another male voice said, "I think that woman is very pure!" "Pure? That's when you didn't see her. Originally, ten minutes later, she said it was itchy and itchy. She kept twisting on the bed, which made me dare not do it at all. As a result, she didn't think I was too slow and refused to go. There were so many people queuing up behind me, which delayed my business so much... " After hearing this, Feng Jun finally admitted that another agent was killed, and he didn't know how he died. The conversation outside continues. "Come on, don't talk about her, just show it to me." "You? It's kidney deficiency. " "My kidney is deficient?" "Yes, you are just like Wang Zhongding. He has kidney deficiency." "Wang always has kidney deficiency? Is it true or not? " "He can't do it at first sight." As soon as the voice fell, a cold figure appeared at the corner, two more exactly, but the latter one was forced to have no sense of existence by the terror of the former one. Han Dong was stupid at that time, and he was also stupid next to the cannon fodder security. Feng Jun thought that no one would be more impulsive than him. At least he was a man of honor. He had never said a dirty word in public. Now he wants to fight in public! No matter what the image is or not? It's to fight this disaster to the end! As a result, before he stepped out, he felt the wind sweeping his face, and a more fierce body roared past him, forcing him back two steps. After a close look, someone even rushed in front of me