Chapter 812

Huang Laojiu was laughing, his eyes full of self-confidence.

This kind of light is emitted only when a man finds the direction of his career in his life. He didn't know what he could do before, but now he knows.

He is an excellent salesperson and firmly believes that a successful salesperson is more noble than the prince and will not be changed for an emperor.

Mrs. Han looked at his proud face, smiled and shook her head. The bottom of her heart was also happy for him. He finally came out of his self abandonment.

Although he is still a civilian, he lives more proudly than the royal family.

This is probably the self-esteem and self-confidence that Sir Yang brought to him.

In this regard, as a sister, I have to thank Lord Yang. If it weren't for him, his brother would be useless.

At the beginning, Lord Yang also took great pains for their deathbed wish.

From this point of view, Lord Yang is really a good man to help the needy.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Han asked, "by the way, brother Huang, which class are you in Tianfeng college?"

"Huang Shigui class, what's the matter?"

"Is your class director surnamed ye and called Ye Jianfei?"

"Yes, sister, why are you asking about this?"

"Oh, nothing. I just want to ask, is he dead now?"

Uh!

Huang Lao Jiu was stunned when he blushed. He was stunned for a long time before he murmured, "sister, have we had any trouble with you? Why do you curse others to die as soon as you speak?"

"I curse him to die? No, he's not poisoned. He's dying soon. He only has three months of life? I've calculated the days. Should he die now?"

"Who told you that he is dying of poisoning? Our mentor Ye is now alive and kicking. He has been promoted and raised. He is going to the peak of his life. He is very happy. Even if he is dead, he is also dead in the gentle village, hehe hehe."

Huang Laojiu smiled, but Mrs. Han was already confused.

Then Huang Laojiu looked at it. It was getting late and stood up to leave: "well, sister, I'll go first and see you another day. It's time to go to the headquarters of Tianfeng College for a meeting. As the general manager of the Sales Department of Yang Jiacai group, I can't attend the class, but the meeting must be held. Today we have to deploy the specific construction site of the base station."

"Wait!"

However, Huang Laojiu was about to walk out of the door, but Mrs. Han immediately stopped him and shouted, "your mentor ye, has there really been no incurable disease or poisoning?"

"No, he's been drinking for two years. He quit drinking recently because he has a girlfriend. Who's going to poison him? He's a drunkard. I don't know where you heard this gossip. Hehe... Let's go, sister!"

With a smile, Huang Laojiu waved his hand and swaggered away.

Touch!

With a loud noise, Mrs. Han patted the table hard and became angry with her shame: "good Yang Feng, it's really despicable. I believe your evil. Unexpectedly, on the day of my dead husband's memorial service, she deceived me, a widow? And deceived me so many tears? It's unreasonable. I thought you were a good man, but... Hum!"

Han Fu was so popular that his lungs were about to explode. Huang Laojiu didn't know it at all. Because he had just been upright, Yang Feng's glorious image in his sister's heart collapsed.

After waiting for an hour, Huang Laojiu came to the gate of Tianfeng college with a big stomach, but he hasn't gone in yet. A noisy voice suddenly sounded: "ah, dead fat man, go to Duobao building and buy the drunk duck there."

The body suddenly stagnated. Huang Laojiu looked back and saw that the visitor was three young people with evil smiles and old acquaintances. The prefecture level elite students in the college used to bully him and asked him to run errands and buy things.

Duobao building is in the imperial city. Tianfeng college is in the suburb of the imperial city. It's a mile away. It can't take two hours to go back and forth.

In addition, the drunk duck in Duobao building is famous all over the world, and many people rush to buy it.

It takes half a day to count the crowded time in the queue.

Huang Laojiu used to swallow his anger and was often sweated by them, but now it's different. He is the main backbone of the World Association. He is the general manager of the Sales Department of the Yang family finance group and the great Huang Jiuye. Who dares to let him run errands without knowing his life or death? In addition to Yang Feng's orders.

"You guys don't have long legs. How dare you tell me?"

Huang Laojiu disdainfully glanced and sneered: "blind your dog eye!"

"Shout, what a big tone. When did this fat man become so ignorant?"

Hearing this, the three people immediately laughed angrily. One of them came forward directly, lifted up his 200 kg fat body, and said with a sly smile: "it seems that we have gone out for training in recent months, and no one has beaten you. You have forgotten what you are, haven't you, Jie."

These prefecture level students have just returned from traveling abroad. They don't know what happened in the college. They thought it was the original power distribution and still bullied Huang Laojiu.

Huang Laojiu smiled. Although he was carried, he was happy and fearless. He looked at them and said, "I don't know what I am. I'm afraid it's you. I'll warn you at last. Put me down quickly, or I'll call someone."

"Shout people? You shout? You think you are still the former nine princes. Who will stand out for you? Besides, we are prefecture level students. Who dares to offend our prefecture level students for you? Ha ha..."

The three looked at each other and smiled wildly.

Huang Laojiu hushed, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly shouted, "come on, someone bullied me!"

"Yes, we just bullied you. You have the guts to shout. Even if you shout and break your throat, no one will pay attention to you, ha ha..."

Hearing the cry of his broken Gong voice, the three people couldn't help laughing more happily. But soon they couldn't laugh anymore.

Hoo!

An overcast wind blew, and the calm college was full of dark clouds, which covered the whole sky.

However, in a moment, nearly a thousand people gathered together, like a group of wasps, walked out of the gate and pressed against the three, with cold eyes.

"Well... What's going on?"

The body trembled, and the three felt the bitter wind. Especially when they saw the large number of people walking slowly, they were stunned: "no, I really called people? There are so many people? How can it be? These people all stand out for the dead fat man?"

The three didn't know what they meant, but Huang Laojiu kept sneering and didn't speak.

At this time, the dark figure stared at the three with sharp eyes and shouted, "put our nine brothers down, or you will die miserably!"