Chapter 179 The Grand Thief Who Steals the Rich and Gives to the Poor!
Yan Murong is not Zhen Cheng. Although he is also tender and tender, Zhen Cheng's fist usually hits sandbags, and his fist either hits people or those ferocious beasts.
No matter how much effort you use, the sandbag will not feel the pain when hitting the sandbag. Therefore, Zhen Cheng never knows how much effort you should use to hit someone to knock him away.
In terms of strength and skillfulness, Yan Murong is an expert in this field. His control of strength can be said to be very perfect. This punch is not only strong enough, but also uses skillfulness very well, and is knocking Zhen Cheng out. At the same time, he guarantees that he will not faint.
Because things are not finished yet.
He would cry and go back to complain to his mother.
The people around him exclaimed. For elites who claim to be the upper class, beating people is such a terrible thing, but for Duan Zixuan and Teng Xiangling, this is already It's no wonder ------This guy, it would be really strange if he uses other methods to solve the problem.
"Get up, don't pretend to be dead," Yan Murong looked at Zhen Cheng who was lying on the ground and refused to get up, "I know how much effort I have used. Stand up by myself, don't let me go over and pick you up," said Yan Murong.
Hearing Yan Murong's words, Zhen Cheng, who was planning to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, was waiting for someone to call the police, got up, his eyes were filled with anger and intimidating fear, his cheeks were already swollen. Get up.
"If you hit me, if you dare to hit me, I will definitely ask the lawyer to sue you."
"Here comes again," Yan Murong sighed depressedly, "Go, sue me-------Before suing me, should you consider who started first?"
"I-----"
Zhen Cheng wanted to defend himself, but suddenly found that he had nothing to say.
This guy is so cunning, Zhen Cheng thought to himself, he deliberately angered himself and asked himself to hit him, but he was really angry and punched him------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The reason was hit hard again. In this case, even if he appealed, he would be the only one who lost.
"Now are you going to tell me why I'm poaching," Yan Murong asked.
"You are sick," Zhen Cheng said angrily.
"Yes, I'm sick, suspicious, and I'm not bad," Yan Murong said with a smile. "I will try my best to kill them in the bud if anyone or things that are not good for me."
In the viewing cafe on the top floor of Hilton Hotel, the three of them sat by the window, drinking coffee while looking at the blurry night outside the window.
"What do you think?" Teng Xiangling asked Yan Murong while stirring the coffee in the cup with a spoon, looking at the small whirlpool gradually rolling up in the cup.
“What do you think,”
"What do you think of Zhen Cheng?"
"There must be someone behind him," said Yan Murong, "This guy looks good and belongs to the type of middle-aged big-name that mistresses like the most. He needs to be good-looking and has money, but he is timid--- - Look, if I hit him, he wouldn't dare to fight back. Just such a person, do you think he would do such a thing that poaches behind the scenes?"
"The nature is different," Teng Xiangling shook his head, "Fighting is fighting, business competition is business competition------The old man Buffett started playing stocks at the age of ten, but have you ever seen him fight?"
"It's going to go far," Yan Murong smiled and pointed at himself and asked, "You said, am I a celebrity now?"
"Forget it," Teng Xiangling nodded.
Yes, Yan Murong is now a celebrity. Many people know that China has produced a young Chinese medicine doctor with superb medical skills. Moreover, during this period, the media reported him like leeks, cutting one after another. It's hard not to be popular. Besides, at the factory's ribbon-cutting gift, he invited so many powerful people from both places to support him. As long as he is not a fool, he knows that his connections are great and he can't be easily provoked---- Does Zhen Cheng look like a fool? Not like it. So, if it weren't for someone behind him, he wouldn't have been so stupid that he would dig Yan Murong's corner.
"Yes, I'm a celebrity," Yan Murong smiled happily, "so, he should know that it's my hospital-----Is it too stupid to know that it's my hospital and poach so blatantly. Now,"
"Who will it be," Duan Zixuan interrupted, "Wang family, Zheng Wuming,"
"It's not Zheng Wuming," Yan Murong shook his head, "I was with Zheng Wuming when I received the call. He said he didn't do it,"
"You believe it,"
"I believe he is still a man,"
"What should I do now," Teng Xiangling asked, "Would you like to temporarily stop your reform system?"
"Why should I stop?" Yan Murong smiled, "Since I have used it, then continue to use it. You can't be discouraged just because you encounter some trouble,"
"What should I do?" Teng Xiangling was a little worried. "Now, basically every department has resigned. If this continues, the daily work of the hospital will not be carried out."
"Wait," Yan Murong sneered, "Whoever resigned, you have approved it. Don't you want to leave? OK, let them pay the penalty for liquidated damages, we can still make a lot of money. You can leave, but It will not be so easy to say ugly words before, and then I want to come back,"
"Is this kind of heart?" Teng Xiangling hesitated a little, "What if everyone is exposed?"
"Are there still interns?" Yan Murong smiled, "At worst, we can plan our interns a little earlier,"
"This is the only way for the time being," said Teng Xiangling. "But how do you plan to solve the problem? You can't always count on interns. Our industry is different from other industries. It's not possible to rely solely on interns."
"That's it-----" Yan Murong lowered her head and kept stirring the coffee in the cup. After a while, she raised her head and looked at Duan Zixuan with a smile on her face.
"What do I do when I look at it like this?" Duan Zixuan felt a little embarrassed, and intuition told him, what trouble is this guy going to do again.
"Old Duan, do you still remember the incident of us being robbers?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.
"Remember, you don't think about it again-----"
"That's so unrestrained," Yan Murong shook his head, "We'll do a technical job this time, it's not OK to rely on brute force."
"Technical job,"
Hearing this, Duan Zixuan was relieved and asked him to put stockings on his head to kidnap, but he didn't want to do it anymore.
"Yes, technical work," Yan Murong nodded with a smile, "Tonight, let's go to the thief who robbed the rich and helped the poor,"
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Duan Zixuan was speechless. Feelings are technical jobs. Just say you can steal things directly.
PS: Thank you to the two classmates, yjh188 and Shiwuxuren, for their votes,