Shang Hongji waited tremblingly for Zhang Xiangbei's cold "be smarter in the future" and ran away.

Zhao Changying pushed her several times, but could not push this blind girl out of the car.

The wall is so big that it would take 25 minutes to walk back to the workstation, and it would freeze to death.

Blowing the heater and hugging the pillow, Shang Hongji's eyes flashed with subtle light as he stared out the window at the off-road vehicle with the two-time Beimang Marshal sitting on it.

The inner turmoil is so turbulent that it is difficult to calm down.

"Why did you provoke him?" Zhao Changying knew what happened without having to guess, and said in a cold tone. "Behind him are 30 Bei Mang troops, countless fanatical believers, and even many idiot fans within the walls. What are you behind? A grandfather with only his neck still outside? A father with half of his waist buried in the ground?"

Zhao Changying didn't tell the whole story. Behind this bastard named Zhang, there was a father who also had a bunch of fanatical believers in the wall.

Even the general was not as high in rank as Zhang.

Even my strong lady has endured humiliation and endured humiliation, and you, a lobby manager, are looking for abuse here?

Shang Hongji hugged the pillow tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly.

The look in Zhang Xiangbei's eyes just now was actually quite scary.

She relied on more than 30 years of experience to hold on.

Of course she knew how fierce this man was.

But are there few fierce people in the wall?Not being polite to her.

She still doesn't believe it. Why should a young boy show off in front of her?

Until she saw that even Zhao Changying was called Xiao Zhao, she couldn't bear to say anything. She was so angry that she didn't dare to talk back.

Are you really not tough-talking?

Or are you being tough and no one else is?

Shang Hongji felt that it was most likely the latter.

Who dares to slap the iron lady who acts resolutely even inside the wall?

She was even a little lucky that Zhang Xiangbei didn't go in, otherwise her father's close friends, old comrades, and old colleagues would have all been manipulated by her.

At least he had to keep a distance from himself and his father like Zhao Changying did.

After getting out of the car, before she could thank Aunt Zhao for her help, the car rushed to the backyard, for fear of causing Brother Zhang to misunderstand.

Shang Hongji returned to his work station and hesitated for a long time, holding his cell phone in his hands. He was too embarrassed to call his father.

But the father seemed to have his eyes opened and took the initiative to call his daughter.

As soon as he answered the phone, Shang Hongji's voice was choked with sobs, as if he had been greatly wronged.

On the other side of the phone, there was just a complicated and heavy sigh.

"Ugh."

Shang's father said seriously: "You still know a little bit more. It was your father who harmed you."

Shang Hongji said aggrievedly: "Don't I know less? I want to know that Zhang Xiangbei is suspended without pay. I want to know that not even Zhao Changying dares to offend him. Even you, my father, may not dare to offend him. I will Are you so eager to prove yourself?"

"Don't you want your father to lose face? He is so young and in such a high position. Do you want your father to compliment Zhang Xiangbei after eating and chatting at home, and after drinking a few too many drinks? Of course I will say It’s just a Zhang Xiangbei, nothing worth mentioning.”

"It's impossible for you to just listen to whatever I say, right?"

"I have taught you many times that what you hear with your ears may not be true. You must learn to see the world with your eyes wide open." Shang's father said earnestly. "You've learned a lot this time. People grow up only after setbacks. It's not a bad thing."

"What about the secret order in red text that you finalized before? What about the layout in Beimang?" Shang Hongji asked.

"Zhang Xiangbei is just a man. If his father told him to come back, he has to come back. How can this be false?" Shang's father said arrogantly, full of aura of a big shot. "Besides, how much money has been spent on raising those stand-ins, are they just for show? If you don't do something, how can you fill this account? Embezzling public funds is against discipline."

"?" Shang Hongji's mouth was scalded by boiling water and he was convulsing. "What about Beimang?"

"Beimang is obedient. I can keep their staff, but they must get rid of the mess. At least they must give face to us leaders who are not direct leaders."

The more Shang Hongji listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

The more my father talked, the more he sounded like he was drunk and bragging at home.

Make Beimang obedient and be a good baby?

Is this human talk?

"Ji'er."

Father Shang sighed and said earnestly: "The situation behind the wall is turbulent and more complicated than you think. It is true that your father has protected you so well over the years, allowing you to ignore the sinister nature of people's hearts and the ruthlessness of the workplace. "

"In a word, even if you want to kill someone, in front of him, you have to say that he has a bright appearance and looks like a longevity star."

"Stabbing in the back is the essence. How can you be so disrespectful to someone? Do you think you are Zhang Xiangbei?"

Shang Hongji took a deep breath of cold air.

The position of Zhang Xiangbei in his father's heart is basically clear: he can't stand him, but he can't get rid of him. He has tried to question him and understand him, but then he can't become him. He doesn't like everything about him, but he can't live without him. he.

That tangle in my heart, that disgust.

Dad is like that.

The same goes for many big names in the Wall.

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