"Manager Meng, this is my own job and I can do it. Bo Cheng also has many things in his hands, which is not easy for everyone."
Zhou Bocheng, who was about to push the door, relaxed his clenched fist. The girl inside was named Wu Yao, who were all from the project department. Wu Yao has a higher education and is very good at professionalism. Her future prospects are much better than herself.
"Okay, okay, do your own thing, can we go to have dinner first? Am I here for work? It's okay."
"Thank you, Manager Meng, you eat first. If I have time, come here..." Halfway through, Wu Yao's tone suddenly became cold.
"Manager Meng, please respect yourself."
"Okay, okay, you do yours, I do mine."
Zhou Bocheng doesn’t have to think about what happened inside. It’s not the first time Meng Chen has done such a thing.
"Meng Chen, believe it or not, I call the police!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, as if it had consumed all Meng Chen's patience.
"What are you doing 78 high-end? I'm not good at giving you a chance? I just said it, I've been fond of you for a long time. I'll be with me all night tonight. I'll transfer you from your post and ask you to get a promotion and a salary increase. A one-time deal
,How about it?"
"Respect you, call you a manager, and I will tell you one last time. Please respect yourself. I don't care about the positions you get in this way...ah...why are you doing? I warn you..."
"No need to warn me, I locked the door, there is no one in a building, I called my sister to clean the party today, there is no one even when you shouted, it is my brother in the security team, I made it malfunction after the company monitored me
As for the rest, you know not to mention it. If there is no one behind, I won’t be able to do this manager for a long time. Someone has proved that it was Zhou Bocheng…”
Meng Chen was speaking in a victorious tone.
With a bang, the world became quiet.
Wu Yao slapped Meng Chen hard, and Zhou Bocheng kicked the door open, and both of them were stunned at the same time.
"Bo...Bocheng..." Wu Yao was still shocked. Before Meng Chen could react, Zhou Bocheng lowered his head and stepped two times to make a ha Niu ging.
The other hand grabbed Meng Chen's hair and pulled it down, and his knees pressed against Meng Chen's lower abdomen without hesitation.
"You dare to hit me!" Meng Chen almost yelled. Zhou Bocheng ignored the other party and continued a combination of punches, leaving Meng Chen without any power of resistance.
...
"What's wrong with hitting you?" Zhou Bocheng looked at Meng Chen, whose mouth was already covered with blood, pulled a chair and sat in front of Meng Chen, lit a cigarette with one hand and held a mop with the other hand, looking at Meng calmly.
morning.
Wu Yao was stunned and stood there. Is this Zhou Bocheng? He dared to take action? He also injured Meng Chen? And there was no fear or worry in his eyes?
"I want to let you die!" Meng Chen regretted it after saying that and answered his set of combined sticks.
"If you have the kindness, you will kill me! Otherwise, I will want you to live in my shadow for this lifetime."
"Ha... for a lifetime..." As if he heard something particularly funny, Zhou Bocheng took a cigarette in his mouth, threw away the mop, and picked up the utility knife from his desk.
Shrinking...
As Zhou Bocheng's thumb slides upwards at the buckle of the utility knife, and his calm eyes make the whole office quiet. He squats down slowly and looks down at Meng Chen, whose eyes turn from anger to fear.
Zhou Bocheng didn't care, turned his head and smiled at Wu Yao.
"You go back first."
This smile is too terrible for Wu Yao. This must not be Zhou Bocheng! Absolutely not! Zhou Bocheng could not have done such irrational behavior. Her mind was blank and she stood there in a daze.
Zhou Bocheng didn't care, so he turned around.
"Come on, you're repeating that sentence just now."
"Brother...Brother, I...I...Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Meng Chen was really scared. He was already a fried dough stick in the workplace, but Zhou Bocheng's expression and gaze made him scared.
He had a feeling that Zhou Bocheng really dared to kill him. It was a kind of indifference, indifference to life and what happened
"Puchi, misunderstanding?" Zhou Bocheng laughed, his eyes turned cold, and his hands raised.
"Bocheng, forget it!" At the critical moment, Wu Yao called him, with anxiety on his face, grabbed Zhou Bocheng's arm, and stopped Zhou Bocheng's movements.
"Forget it, Bo Cheng, it's not worth it to such a person. I... let's go, I will resign tomorrow." Seeing that Zhou Bo Cheng had no action, Wu Yao finally let go. His tone was a little low.
"Are you willing to stay for three years?" Zhou Bocheng's mouth raised, returned to the chair, looking at Wu Yao,
The sandals and denim short sleeves tie their hair, delicate facial features, and a capable atmosphere, but the eyes are occupied by fear and helplessness.
Zhou Bocheng smiled as he looked at Wu Yao's speechless look. He was about to die, rootless duckweed, it doesn't matter, but he just said a few heartwarming words.
"So..." Zhou Bocheng pressed out the utility knife in his hand again and stared at Meng Chen
"Two roads, first, you leave something behind. After working together for a few years, don't hide it. Everyone knows that you can step on a sewing machine, record and record video files and evidence, whatever you want.
Wu Yao will help you keep it. As long as you don’t do anything extraordinary, only you and Wu Yao know about this thing, I don’t want to know. Second…”
Speaking of this, Zhou Bocheng squatted down again, stared at Meng Chen, smiling, and paused word by word.
"I will share my life with you, do you think I dare? Manager Meng..." While saying that, he took the utility knife and slashed in front of Meng Chen.
Meng Chen only felt his back was cold and his whole body was curled in the corner of the office. This was not a multiple-choice question, but a question was given.
"I don't have much time, the countdown starts with thirty seconds." After that, Zhou Bocheng looked up at the office wall clock and smiled at Meng Chen.
Two rows of white teeth were exposed, and the smile was sunny...
"Brother, I..."
"Stop, don't ask for forgiveness, don't play the emotional card, I don't understand. I have feelings for the company, but not for you, you just need to make a choice."
Wu Yao didn't speak and agreed to Zhou Bocheng's behavior. Looking at Zhou Bocheng leaning on the chair, she was a little stunned and at a loss. The people who were with him day and night suddenly had a big change, and no one would know what to do.
"Brother...Brother, you make it difficult for me to make such a choice, otherwise..." Meng Chen didn't dare to speak loudly, and looked at the wall clock in the distance. Time passed by seconds.
"Difficult?... Then don't do it."
Zhou Bocheng held the cigarette in his mouth and pressed it against the lower teeth, making the entire cigarette rise up. While doing this, his hand slid down without hesitation.