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Chapter 107 The Powerful Bad Luck Double-Sided Sticker
Three in the afternoon.

Office of the Director of the News Center.

Ren Ming said to Zhang Wenjing behind the desk: "Director Zhang, I was too impulsive this morning, and I shouldn't have hit you like that. I'm here to apologize to you."

Although it was a little strange for Ren Ming to suddenly give in, Zhang Wenjing smiled to show his tolerance as a leader: "Young people, it's normal to be angry. If you know your mistakes, you're still a good comrade. Cough cough!"

Maybe his throat was a little dry, or it was on purpose, he coughed and glanced at the water glass on the table.

Ren Ming winked and said, "Director Zhang, I'll get you a glass of water."

"haha okay."

In front of the water dispenser, Ren Ming said, "It's getting cold, I'll make hot water for you."

Zhang Wenjing: "Okay."

Ren Ming picked up the hot water, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When he walked up to Zhang Wenjing, he kicked the leg of the table. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly supported the table with one hand so that he would not fall down. I was not so lucky, the water was sprinkled on the ground and on Zhang Wenjing.

Zhang Wenjing jumped up with a groan, and the hot water was sprinkled just five inches below his navel, turning the bird into a red chicken.

The corner of Ren Ming's mouth twitched, but it disappeared in the next moment. He put down the water glass, quickly took some toilet paper from the table and handed it to Zhang Wenjing, "I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."

The heat of the water was just that low, and Zhang Wenjing had already recovered. Although it was still a little hot, it was no longer a serious problem.He took the toilet paper and looked at the embarrassing position of the water mark, neither wiping it nor not wiping it.

What he didn't notice was that his hand was patted the moment he picked up the paper.

Bad luck double-sided stickers take effect.

"You go out first!" Zhang Wenjing said in a bad tone. After getting wet, the pants were tightly attached to his body and it was uncomfortable. He planned to change them inside and out.

"Understood." Ren Ming turned around and walked out. Before reaching the door, he heard an ouch behind him.

He hurried back and helped Zhang Wenjing who fell down, "Director Zhang, are you okay?"

Zhang Wenjing took off the plastic slippers on his feet, threw them forward with all his strength, and cursed at the same time, "Fuck! You shouldn't buy cheap ones!"

Just after cursing, I only heard a crisp sound of "pop".

Zhang Wenjing's eyes widened, and then he screamed: "No!!"

He pushed Ren Ming away and stumbled to the accident site with one bare foot.

Lying on the ground were his pair of blue plastic slippers, and the 3 yuan fragment of the elder brother's glazed blue-and-white Fushou statue. He just brought it from home two days ago, and it was cei today.

Zhang Wenjing felt a pain in his flesh.

It was really painful, because his bare feet were scratched by the chipped porcelain.

"Ah! Hiss~" He screamed in pain, and sat on the ground with his feet hugged. The tiles on the ground were bright red, like a murder scene.

In fact, he didn't bleed much. The reason why he looked bleeding was because the blood was spread evenly. It looked like a large area, but in fact it was far less than the amount of blood donated at one time.

Ren Ming was taken aback. He didn't expect the double-sided bad luck stickers to be so powerful, so he hurriedly said, "Director Zhang, are you okay?"

"Do I look like I'm okay!" The blood red on the ground also stimulated Zhang Wenjing.

He hasn't shed so much blood since he grew up so big, and his fear made him lose control of his emotions, "Hurry up and call an ambulance for me!"

Hearing his angry shout, Ren Ming knew that there was nothing wrong with him, and he let go of his hanging heart, and the trace of guilt he had just born disappeared because of his attitude.

The noise startled the people outside. Zhang Wenjing's secretary opened the door and came in. Seeing the blood flow all over the floor, Zhang Wenjing hugged his feet and cried out in pain, while Ren Ming squatted aside.His eyes were shattered, he ran over quickly, and angrily scolded Ren Ming, "Ren Ming, how dare you!"

As he said that, he wanted to make a move.

Ren Ming reacted quickly, and before he could make a move, he slapped him with his hand.

Bad luck double-sided stickers take effect.

Because of the excessive force, the armpit of the secretary's suit burst open with a "stab".

The sound of the broken line diverted his attention. When he came back to his senses, his fist was only 0.01 cm away from Zhang Wenjing, and then, as expected, he came into close contact with Zhang Wenjing's face.

Suddenly being attacked on his face, Zhang Wenjing looked confused, not only confused, but also hurt, not only hurt, but also angry.

"Why the fuck did you hit me!" He stood up, wanting to return the punch, but there was a sharp pain in his foot, he ouched, and was about to fall down again.

Of course, the secretary couldn't just watch him fall, so he hurried up to help him, but the secretary miscalculated Zhang Wenjing's weight and his own strength, plus the water on the ground, not only failed to support him, but also fell backwards.

"what!!"

The secretary sat down on the broken china.

This is the highest tenor Ren Ming has heard in the past 23 years, higher than Han Hao, who is recognized as the "highest" in Xia Guo.

And Zhang Wenjing, who was hugged and fell together, endured the pain in his feet and endured the sound of magic sounds in his ears. He put his hands on the ground and was about to get up from the secretary.

The hand pressed the broken porcelain again...

Why are you so down today...

At the moment when his hand was stabbed, this thought flashed through Zhang Wenjing's mind, and then he woke up suddenly, looking at Ren Ming.

As soon as he entered this door, his own misfortune began. First, he was scalded by hot water, then the valuable vase was broken, then his feet were stabbed, he was punched in the face, and his secretary's ass was also stabbed...

"Director Zhang, I'll help you up." Seeing his miserable appearance, Ren Ming finally couldn't bear it and wanted to help him up.

"Don't!" Zhang Wen mirrored himself as if he was hiding from the plague god, struggling not to let him help him.

Seeing a man chrysalis on another man's body, Ren Ming almost went blind.

Zhang Wenjing endured the pain and said: "You come out!... Please come out."

"Okay, I'll go out." Ren Ming went out and called an ambulance.

He also had lingering fears about the bloody tiles in the office.

I didn't expect this bad luck double-sided sticker to be so powerful, so I don't want to use this thing again in the future, so as not to kill people.

And the colleagues outside looked at the bloody footprints behind him and heard the screams from the office, their faces turned pale with fright. Wherever he passed, everyone avoided him, and some even hid aside and reported him secretly. police.

Noticing the pale faces of his colleagues, and looking at the footprints behind him, Ren Ming explained: "I didn't do this, everyone, don't be afraid."

No one answered, everyone put down their work, stared at Ren Ming, and walked backwards to the door.

Ren Ming smiled bitterly, and explained again: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the director's office to have a look, it really has nothing to do with me..."

He was explaining, only to hear the sound of messy footsteps outside, and within a few seconds, he saw the familiar security guard coming over with a baton.

I go!

He tightened his ass.

Big trouble!
……

(End of this chapter)