Manager Zhang’s tear ducts are really well developed, and he had to be plucked a few minutes ago, and now he can’t wait to let the high cold explode the chrysanthemum. He is really the actor.

Really, Xiongtai, there is a rhythm of blood in your hips.

"Manager Zhang, have you acted." Gao said coldly, letting go of him, and stood up to sarcastically: "This year, you suppressed me over and underside, not once or twice, grabbing the exclusives that others have taken hard to take to fill up. Private pockets are not occasional. If it weren’t for me to keep my eyes on it this time, and I’m so busy, I’m probably going to be opened by you and return the money to you? Why? It’s because you are not my boss now, and you are not my boss. All in a show?"

"Gao Leng, you are still too young. This circle is not big. There is no place for the master to stay here. Don't look at their grandchildren who look like a good show now. After work, everyone will come to the door. , Have a relationship with me, the relationship I have at hand is not what you can imagine. If you are acquainted, please take out the money, otherwise, don't blame the labor and management for being rude!"

Manager Zhang’s tears were taken back when the cold voice just fell, replaced by a distorted face, and a rage that was more than begging for mercy. His words were full of anger and arrogance.

The crocodile’s tears have never been received. The truth is so cold and natural. He is noncommittal and shrugs: "Then I wish Manager Zhang a high rise."

What a perfect sarcasm.

Manager Zhang’s face was already a little purple-red by him, the anger suddenly burned, completely turned into pig liver color, he stood up with his chair, his body was just high and cold, and the pressure was about to fall apart. Trembling slightly, he looked at his colleagues in the distance and lost his face. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the blade used to cut A4 paper on the desk, and his eyes flashed cold.

"Then it's no wonder the labor and management are not polite!" His words, with the vicious end of the road, turned around and took the blade, and slammed it towards him, straight into his throat.

This is fatal!

Gao Leng gave a low growl, retreated, and flew again. This time, he didn't leave any emotions, and he kicked it with all his strength.

boom!

Manager Zhang flew out and hit the desk. In an instant, the desk broke, and accompanied by the computer landing, it made a huge noise.

Snap!

Manager Zhang lay on the ground, motionless.

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

After a while, when the colleagues onlookers were dumbfounded and thought he had been knocked out, there was a cry, like a child.

Puff...involuntarily, the crowd laughed.

At this moment, President Lin ran over with a dozen security guards, and saw the debris and smashed computers all over the office.

"Mr. Lin, Gao Leng is a legitimate defense!" The female colleague onlookers did not wait for Gao Leng to speak, and she spoke to help him defend him, her face was idiot.

"Yes, Brother Gao, do you hurt? I'll rub it for you." A few courageous little girls rushed over, one took his arm, one took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and One couldn't get his hands in and was anxious beside him.

The female colleague’s soft hands seemed unintentional, but in fact, he deliberately pinched his strong arm. He looked down at the three little girls rushing over. Not to mention, they were quite cute, especially the one holding his arm. The murder weapon attacked people.

He had the impression that it was from the Secretariat of General Lin, called Ouyang Yunduo, a newcomer, very cold, and no one can look down on it. The male colleague jokingly said that the clouds are flying in the sky, high above them. Got it?

At this moment, this Ouyang Yunduo was flushed, holding his arm anxiously, and squeezing it secretly. A pair of lethal weapons suffocated him, wishing that the whole person would be pulled up.

It seems that the so-called high coldness is fake, and it is true that the goods are ordered. This high coldness came into her eyes and naturally took the initiative.

But after all, she belongs to the Secretariat of General Lin. This is too subtle, and a little carelessness will cause a sorrow. So Gao coldly withdrew her hand, and said with a weak face: "I'm fine."

After speaking, he walked out, not understanding the disappointment of the little girls, and walked straight to President Lin, and said with a little guilt: "I'm sorry, President Lin, maybe Manager Zhang could not accept being fired for a while. , So it’s a bit overwhelming. He just slashed over with the blade. I instinctively... Hey, blame me, I didn’t control the strength well, I will pay for this damaged thing."

"High cold, it's none of your business, you are a legitimate defense." Mr. Lin patted his shoulder and pointed to Manager Zhang, who was crying and howling on the ground: "Dare to use a blade to hurt people! The last month's salary is not settled. This is minor. If you don’t agree, we will see you in court! Come, blow me out!"

"Yes!" The security guards rushed up, lifted him out, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The whole world is quiet.

"Keep on working!" Manager Lin roared, and his colleagues bowed their heads back to their seats. The scene just now was too nervous, and all of them looked excited.

Gao Leng's last kick was so handsome! They cast their admiring and enviable eyes one after another, and they kicked Manager Zhang, who is a tall man, a dozen meters away! How good is this kid's physical strength!

"Yunduo, didn't hurt you." President Lin walked to Ouyang Yunduo and touched her head.

Gao Leng took a breath of air-conditioning. Fortunately, he just pulled out his hand, otherwise the boss's woman would be in trouble if he touched it.

"Uncle, I don't want to be your secretary anymore, I want to be a paparazzi." Ouyang Yunduo pointed at Gao Leng, his mouth pouted, and coquettishly said: "I want to be in the Gao Leng group."

After a word came, the colleagues around him cast envy and jealously, especially the male colleagues.

uncle? Gao Leng was taken aback, and looked at her up and down, only to see two small pear vortexes on her chubby face, her brown hair was slightly curly, her skin was so fair that she did not look like a Chinese, her figure was unusually bumpy Prominence, especially the eyes, a little bit of blue in the black, this is obviously a bit mixed, why call uncle?

How does President Lin think, how is he an ordinary middle-aged uncle.

Is it a nickname?

Gao Leng swallowed his saliva. It was really cool for such a beautiful mixed-race colleague to actively show his favor, but she said so clearly, would Lin always cut herself?

"Duo Duo, don't talk nonsense, your father wants you to come to the magazine to exercise, not to fall in love. Besides, Gao Leng is just a poor boy, no father or mother, you are a white swan, and others are toads. Be good, uncle will arrange another position for you." President Lin's words are high up, and his voice is not lowered at all, making it clear that Gao Leng can hear it.

Listening to this, it's really uncle's right, but the last sentence is unpleasant.

"Gao Leng, go to work." Lin's words were passed along with orders.