Gao Leng looks down: Reporter Gao, manager Zhang has called 2 million, and I have remitted 1.5 million to your account. Thank you.
High cold smile, filled up.
Today is a good day. The magazine even awarded 100000 yuan for 1.5 million yuan. Now, the house left by my parents has been preserved.
Usury is about one million yuan, and you can save some money.
"Gao Leng, you can't see it. It's so cloudy." All of a sudden, a voice of yin and cold came from behind, with fury.
Gao Leng turns his head. Manager Zhang stares at himself with red eyes. He looks like either you or I are dead.
People in the office all gathered around, but they didn't dare to get too close. They watched from a distance and talked about it.
"Manager Zhang, speak up." Gao Leng stood up, looking as usual, without the tone of falling into the well and the expression of schadenfreude.
Of course, my colleagues don't know the deep-seated things, only when manager Zhang has just been expelled by a paper, and Gao Leng just took his place to preside over the meeting and was promoted.
One is fired, one is promoted.
I'm afraid the manager can't turn around, can he? People began to talk about it, and some of the peacemakers even planned to come over to make it.
"Get out of here!" Manager Zhang, who had been dazzled by his anger, roared so loudly.
My colleagues have to stop and stand in the distance. After all, manager Zhang is unfair in his daily life, and everyone has been choking with anger for a long time.
Now that manager Zhang has said that, why go up and fight? I'm sick.
There are those who watch a good play, those who look forward to a good play, and more.
"Gao Leng, it's impossible for the pheasant to use the camera. Are you playing Yin with labor?" Manager Zhang grabbed the collar of the overcooled clothes and lowered his voice. His voice trembled with anger.
Gao Leng turned his head and frowned: "manager Zhang, have you taken a bath? It's like a woman. "
"It's you When manager Zhang heard this, he waved his fist and went straight to the bridge of his nose.
Gao Leng sneered. If you want to talk about Taekwondo or something, it's a game played by people in the city. He doesn't understand it, but if you want to talk about fighting, it's a strong point.
When someone hits you, if you dodge and then fight back, you will be inferior. The best way to fight back is not to dodge, but to fight faster than him.
So manager Zhang waved his hand and saw that Gao Leng was motionless. He was so glad that when he just got up, he was in the dark. Gao Leng's tiger fist fell on his face like lightning and thunder.
Pop!
Manager Zhang's fist was about to touch Gao Leng's face. At that moment, he was knocked down.
"NIMA!" Manager Zhang fell to the ground and threw down a chair. After a few seconds, he turned his head fiercely and two lines of nosebleed came out.
Don't say, like shooting TV series, you don't need make-up. That nosebleed is really suitable for the situation.
The crowd of onlookers sent out a burst of exclamation. Gao Leng dares to be a practitioner! Looking at manager Zhang holding his collar and waving it, how could it turn into manager Zhang falling to the ground with bloody nose?
This skill is too handsome!
Gao Leng smiles and reaches for manager Zhang. He seems to want to pull him up.
Of course, it's just a show.
"Don't say, this high cold is really elegant. Manager Zhang is provocative indiscriminately. He is so generous. You see, he still pulls manager Zhang up."
"Usually, I only think that others are good-looking, but I didn't expect that they are not only famous, but also good at it! I'm so excited to see it Two little girls murmured, took out their mobile phones and kept shooting. It seemed that they were very happy.
Zhang Jingli saw that he stretched out his hand, and when he was out of breath, he kicked it and hit his ankle.
Gao Leng faintly feels that a cold wind blows straight at his ankles. He dodges, but with a feint, he falls down and falls directly on Manager Zhang.
Ah!!! Zhang Jing's haircut made him cry.
Others look at it. Manager Zhang kicked Gao Leng. Gao Leng fell to the ground. How could manager Zhang be so miserable? But in fact, it's Gao Leng's fake action. It's on Manager Zhang. It's called a solid one.
It's not a joke to fall down and press up with fierce force. How can the chicken like manager Zhang hold his passion?
Gao Leng fell to the ground and hit Hou fiercely, holding his neck in one hand.
The table was out of sight.
"Zhang, that's right. It's your grandfather I secretly photographed." Gao Leng lowered his voice and said contemptuously, "the two million is just to swallow my money and spit it out. It's not bad for you to earn money in vain."
Manager Zhang's face changed and tried to break his hand, but Gao Leng's hand was so strong that he didn't move.
"What two million?! When did I take you two million? " Zhang Jingli pretended to be a fool, and his voice was a little trembling, but it seemed that he was right.This grandson is still pretending at this time!
Gao Leng sneered, adding strength to his hand.
Manager Zhang's face turned purple red, his forehead was full of blue veins, and his eyes were full of red blood.
Under the condition of extreme lack of oxygen, the instinct of survival let manager Zhang relax. He nodded slightly and opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound because he couldn't breathe.
Gao Leng's strength is a little loose.
"Yes, I took Miss Dong's news for personal use." After taking a few deep breaths, manager Zhang came back to life. He cherished his life even more. His voice was a little bit of begging for mercy, and he was no longer arrogant and domineering.
Gao Leng looks at him in a cruel and silent way.
"But Gao Leng, you know, although they gave me two million yuan, I only got 500000 yuan!" Manager Zhang's words surprised Gao Leng.
Gao Leng squints his eyes slightly and looks at manager Zhang thoughtfully. His face has not recovered yet. He is purplish red and his breath is very short. His eyes are a little confused and more frightened under the condition of lack of oxygen.
It's not like taking advantage of your own feelings and meditating.
However, the man surnamed Zhang, full mouth running train, who knows which sentence is true, which sentence is false?
"Really Manager Zhang suddenly burst into tears and sobbed: "this is going to be a private affair. There must be a guy in the middle, right? He took part of it. Besides, let bygones be bygones. It's just a gentleman's agreement. I have to find a big man to guarantee that they will not infringe on each other in the future, right? That's a little more money. "
When Gao Leng listens to it, he doesn't expect that there is such a deep truth in it. If it's true, he is still simple before.
"Brother, if not, I'll give you back half a million, and you can give me the rest." Manager Zhang, with a tearful face and a tearful nose, pleaded in a low voice.
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