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Chapter 508

It's really embarrassing to show off in front of so many people.

"Ding Dong!"

At this time, a text message popped up on Zhang Bingyuan's mobile phone.

He looked down and was stunned for a moment.

After repeated confirmation, he smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

Situ Lang looked unkind.

"Situ Lang, your dream is probably going to fail. I just received a notice from the company that your uncle has been dismissed, and now your uncle and nephew have become desperate couples." Zhang Bingyuan said in a divine manner.

"You fart!"

Situ Lang glared: "My uncle is the president. Who has the ability to fire my uncle's squid?!"

"Of course it's Mr. Sun."

Zhang Bingyuan was confident.

“Bad talk!”

Situ Lang didn't believe it at all: "My uncle is Sun Dong's capable general. How could he be resigned for a long time? Don't be so alarmist!"

"Believe it or not."

Zhang Bingyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Although I don’t know what happened, it is obvious that Situ Lang and his backer are all over.

"Hmph! Are you trying to be foolish with me? OK! I'll call my uncle now and ask him to deal with you well!"

Situ Lang said, immediately took out his cell phone and prepared to file a lawsuit.

"Situ Lang!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the door.

Immediately afterwards, a Mediterranean man in a suit rushed in with great momentum.

"uncle?"

Situ Lang's eyes lit up and he immediately sneered: "The surname is Zhang! You are dead! My uncle has arrived, and no one can save you today!"

After saying that, he immediately faced the Mediterranean man happily: "Uncle! You are here just in time. This Zhang, who is surnamed Zhang, deliberately framed me. You must stand up for me this time!"

"Let's go? I'll go your fucking head!"

The Mediterranean man was furious and slapped Situ Lang to the ground with a slap.

Those who don’t know what a ferocious look would think there was a deep hatred.

"Uncle, why are you hitting me?"

Situ Lang covered his face, feeling a little at a loss.

Tan Hong and the others also looked at each other, not understanding why.

"Beat you? I want to kill you!"

The Mediterranean man cursed with red eyes: "Who did you offend? I was so hurt by you this time!"

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Situ Lang looked confused.

"You have the face to ask!"

The Mediterranean man was furious and slapped him again, shouting: "It's all because of you, I've been resigned by Dong Sun! Now I'm not only going to roll the bed and leave, but I have to be held accountable!"

"Ah? Why is this happening?"

Situ Lang was stupid.

My uncle is the backbone of the company, how could he just say verbally?

"Don't you know what you did yourself?"

The Mediterranean said furiously: "Did you talk to Director Sun on the phone yesterday? And you were also rude?"

"yesterday?"

Situ Lang was slightly stunned and suddenly realized.

He remembered it!

Yesterday he used Lu Chen's cell phone to scold a man who called himself Sun Caishen.

Could it be that the other party is not a liar? But a real person?

"It's over..."
Chapter completed!
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