"Wu Zhengping, I know you well, but how did you do it?"
"Actually, in full view of the public, you want to tear your face with me and fight each other?"
Obviously, at this time, Tang Yan was so angry that her chest began to fluctuate violently, and her body was shaking!
"Hey, hey... Mr. Tang, please don't be so naive, OK?"
"Not all Mr. Ke said just now is very clear. This is the 21st century. It is an era of money. Good birds choose trees and good officials choose their masters."
"I just stand on my own point of view and make what I think is the most correct choice..."
Wu Zhengping, the manager of the security department, has a sneer on his face. His eyes are gloomy and he stares at Zhang Xiaofan, who is somewhat thin and looks harmless to human beings and animals.
He made a sign to the security guards behind him, indicating that they had locked the door of the conference room from inside, for fear that the little red guy would suddenly slip away from under his eyes
After all, in Wu Zhengping's eyes, Zhang Xiaofan at this moment is just like a "turtle in a jar", "lamb to be slaughtered", "fish on the chopping board"!
As long as I teach Zhang Xiaofan a hard lesson in front of my new master, and give him a good lesson for his new master.
In the future, do you still want the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain?
He was promoted and raised every minute, served as the general manager, became the CEO, married Bai Fumei, and went to the peak of his life!
However, in Wu Zhengping heart is "YY" can not help when.
In my mind, I was thinking about how to "torture" and "clean up" Zhang Xiaofan in order to better please my master.
But see, Zhang Xiaofan at this moment from beginning to end with a nothing like.
There was no sense of "imminent disaster" at all. On the contrary, it was as relaxed and comfortable as at home.
It seems that what I am facing is not a fierce, burly and murderous man, but a few kittens who can only "meow... Meow... Meow..."
"Hey... Do you want to fight again?"
"If you don't fight again, I think the power of the electric stick in your hand will be low..."
Just when Wu Zhengping was being given some drumming by Zhang Xiaofan's carefree attitude, he saw Zhang Xiaofan lazily stretch his waist and impatiently urge him to do so.
"Little red guy, since you want to die, I will help you --!"
Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan didn't pay attention to himself, Wu Zhengping, who originally wanted to perform well in front of his master, was so ashamed and angry?!
When the machine crashed, he didn't care about the three seven twenty-one. He waved the high-voltage electric stick in his hand and said hello to Zhang Xiaofan's tianlinggai.
As the manager of the security department, almost no one knows the power of the high-voltage electric stick better than Wu Zhengping!
At the moment, because of Zhang Xiaofan's previous provocation, he directly adjusted the output power of his electric stick to the maximum.
If, if change to do on the ordinary person body, if got this electric stick, then guarantee not to faint directly on the spot