The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Liu Zhenzhen stood there with her mouth wide open, watching her fly her motorcycle like a racing driver.

How come I didn't know she could ride a motorcycle before?

What a good guy, he usually looked like he didn't know anything and didn't dare to do anything, but when he turned around, he turned into someone she didn't recognize at all.

Does this world still have such a thing as trust?

Liu Zhenzhen was speechless. He turned around and asked the security team to send the best car to escort him home.

Thought: Huh! You rode my baby and lied to me, so I will enjoy the best transportation from your husband’s company. It’s reasonable and no loss at all!

Fang Qingqing rode so fast and nimble that passers-by didn't even see clearly whether the person on the car was a man or a woman. They just felt a gust of wind blowing and the motorcycle roared past them.

A beautiful girl was standing on the side of the road taking pictures. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rolled up her skirt. She was so shocked that she quickly held it down to avoid being exposed.

When he turned around to curse, no one could be seen anywhere.

A traffic police officer received a report that someone was racing on the road, so he chased him on a motorcycle. After two intersections, he was left behind and lost track of the car.

Ten minutes later, Fang Qingqing appeared downstairs in Lemon Yellow.

As soon as the car stopped, she quickly went upstairs three steps at a time.

Zhang Zhiang was practicing dancing in the corridor. He had recently been invited to a singing and dancing variety show, so the diligent young man took all the time to practice.

It's a pity that their conditions in Lemon Yellow are so poor that there is no place for a future star like him to practice dancing, so the corridor becomes the best dance studio for him.

I was dancing happily when I turned around and saw something running past me from behind.

Blinking, his beautiful eyes lit up.

"Sister Qing, my only sister, why did you suddenly come to the company?"

She stepped forward excitedly, wanting to hug Fang Qingqing.

Before he even got close, he was pushed away. Fang Qingqing pressed her shoulder and asked, "Where is He Dafa?"

"Old, boss?"

Zhang Zhiang's shoulder hurt from her, so he took a step back and said, "I don't know, maybe, maybe in the office?"

"But why are you here, Sister Qing? I didn't notify you of the meeting. You are so busy. Why don't you take a good rest at home after finally taking a day off?"

Zhang Zhiang was extremely friendly when he saw Fang Qingqing. His sister is really nice. If it weren't for his sister, he wouldn't have received this variety show invitation.

Fang Qingqing had no time to pay attention to him, so she opened the door and walked directly to He Dafa's office.

The door was pushed open with great force, and the cleaning lady inside who was listening to the Qingxin Mantra and sipping tea was startled and stood up from the boss's chair shakily.

"Fang, Teacher Fang, are you here?"

Ever since it was discovered that she was sitting in the office in place of her boss last time, the cleaning aunt was repeatedly told by He Dafa that Fang Qingqing should not let Fang Qingqing know about their job exchange.

So when I saw Fang Qingqing's cleaning aunt, I felt a sense of fear that she was about to lose her job.

"Where's He Dafa?"

Fang Qingqing asked in a deep voice with a cold face.

"He, he is cleaning the toilet. Today the whole building has to be inspected for hygiene. He has been cleaning it for a long time."

The cleaning lady swallowed a sip of tea in her mouth and was extremely nervous.

She really didn't understand that the boss of this company was more afraid of his employees than she, the cleaner, was afraid of her boss. So when she saw Fang Qingqing, she felt a double sense of fear.

As soon as she finished speaking, the cleaning lady only saw a corner of Fang Qingqing, and she was already gone.

The cleaning aunt took a long breath and touched her chest. Just as she was about to sit down, she saw Fang Qingqing coming in holding He Dafa's ear.

I was so frightened that my butt that had just touched the chair bounced up again.

"go out!"

Fang Qingqing shook her head handsomely and drove away the cleaning lady.

The cleaning lady was startled, and quickly came out of the office and closed the door behind her.

With such a commotion, more than a dozen people in the entire company knew that their first sister was coming, and they gathered around her.

"What's wrong, auntie, what is Sister Qing doing?"

"No, I just saw her carrying the boss in and she looked angry. It was so scary."

"I've also seen it. Sister Qing's attitude is not to beat up the boss, right?"

A prophecy!

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard the sound of "crackling" beatings coming from inside, as well as He Dafa's unpleasant "ouch, ouch, ouch" cry.

In the office, He Dafa was beaten so much that he hid under the desk.

"Uuuuuu, Qingqing, I know you think it's embarrassing for me to clean the toilet, but there's no need to be so angry. Uuuuuu, I don't want to clean the toilet either, but I'm really anxious. Uuuuuu... "

"Every day I worry that Mr. Yun will pay you to terminate your contract. I'm so worried that I can't sleep, oooooooo..."

Fang Qingqing looked at him coldly and hid before being beaten twice. Is this still a man?

Ignoring his shouts and complaints, Fang Qingqing kicked the stool away and said angrily: "Come out!"

"Uuuu, I won't come out."

He Dafa couldn't come out and shrank inward, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Fang Qingqing was angry and wanted to laugh, so she tilted her head to hold back.

"Can you get out?"

"You said I would come out if you didn't hit me." He Dafa felt aggrieved like a child.

"Okay, you won't come out, right?"

Fang Qingqing glanced at the broom placed aside and turned around to get it.

Seeing that she was about to get tools, He Dafa was so frightened that he climbed out quickly, "Ah, I'm out, I'm out, please stop fighting."

Fang Qingqing stopped, turned around and asked, "Let me ask you, why did you sign me in the first place? Who instructed you to sign me?"