Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

"He has already noticed that if we continue like this, all the nails we wedged in will be broken off, and three lives will be lost." The speaker tightly clutched Wen Yan's collar, and the turbulent complex emotions in his pupils almost Swallowing everything up, "You have to draw a line with us."

In the huge workshop, only a little light came in through the dilapidated window cracks, forming fragmented beams of light. The dust was muddy, scattered, and unscrupulous. Wen Yan was tripped and staggered by the person in front of him. Kneeling and sitting on the ground, the coldness climbed up the back through the ground, making people shiver unconsciously.

After Wen Yan grasped the status quo, he let out a long sigh.

It all starts with a photo.

—Hey, have you heard?As for the new chief, he was dispatched from above, directly airborne, and handed over his title without even handing in the file. The legendary young talent is at least three and a half rounds younger than the old director.

——Curve overtaking?The background is so hard?

——What kind of overtaking on a curve? Come on, we are just going to the grassroots level, and the top is precious. Look at our bureau, the funds are so tight that one tea cake can't wait to soak it in water and then divide it into more than a dozen buckets for storage. As far as the taste is concerned, there is no spare money for the annual meeting. The phrase "welcome the New Year" is extremely hypocritical. The word "New Year" was erased and changed to "Yan Qi". This is the purpose.

Wen Yan sat on the far side, listened to their chatter and didn't answer, so he concentrated on eating the toffee in his pocket.

As a small screw of the Plane Environmental Management Bureau, to be honest, it doesn't matter who sits on him if the director is changed. He is a special agent at the top and the backstage is very hard. Anyway, he can't beat him at all. The word can refer to a group in general, or to a specific one, and it doesn't matter to him at all.

The annual meeting looks like a big deal, but in fact, it is broken apart and crushed. It is just a summary of the past, cherish the present, and look forward to the future. There are only a few things that go back and forth. How powerful we are this year, and how much we will continue next year How powerful.

This year, I have added another one, that is, the new and old bureau chiefs alternate. Under the hard work of the old bureau chief, the performance is outstanding, and under the drastic efforts of the new bureau chief, I believe it will be even more outstanding.

Almost everyone thought it was a boring and soulless commendation conference, but when the new director came out, there was no movement except for the sound of gasping, and even Wen Yan was a little dazed, because This man is really...

Too good-looking.

Adjectives like "Looks better than Pan'an" passed one after another in Wen Yan's mind, overlaying one after another, and finally automatically merged into two crisp big characters "good-looking", beating rhythmically, Be silent any longer.

The sugar in his mouth melted slightly, bringing out a sweet and greasy taste in his mouth. Wen Yan lowered his head and frowned. For some reason, he always felt that the man looked in his direction several times.

The old director knew that young people didn't like long and tedious congratulatory speeches, and he didn't like them either. His mouth was dry and flattering, so he casually said a few polite words, handed the microphone to Yan Qi, and shouted " "Xiao Yan", but the attitude clearly told everyone that "Xiao Yan" was not small, and "Xiao Yan" was "Old Yan".

"I'm meeting you for the first time. My name is Yan Qi. I hope you will have a good time working together in the new year." The man's voice was low and deep, and when he raised it through the microphone in a silent environment, it seemed extraordinarily magnetic.

As soon as the new boss finished speaking, there was a burst of enthusiastic applause from below. Wen Yan could clearly feel the surge of adrenaline from everyone, so he could only hide in the crowd and applaud wildly. He didn't drum hard enough, and was picked out by the old bureau chief and said he was ignorant.

"It's been a hard year for everyone," Yan Qi nodded slightly. Just when everyone was sitting upright, thinking that he was going to talk about his qualifications, put on airs, and establish rules, the man said straightforwardly: "Next, we will directly enter the lottery."

Crowd: Huh? ? ?

This unconventional act of playing cards only made the atmosphere freeze for three seconds, and reached another peak in an instant. The screams from below almost lifted the roof off, and Wen Yan was also full of excitement. There is also Fan's boss, who comes up and hits a high-energy home run directly in front of him, without any nonsense, and it really needs to be informal to make a big deal!

However, this good mood lasted until the moment the prize was drawn, and it collapsed in an instant.

Wen Yan looked at the lucky bag drawn by others, inside black and white, there were prizes such as bonuses, holographic game consoles, time and space journeys, etc., and then looked at a photo of the new boss and his pet dog in his hand, and frowned. , Thinking for a long time, let out a loud and loud: Huh? ? ?

"Xiao Yan, where did you get this photo?" The middle-aged group leader always wanted to see Wen Yan the most. He took a look at his head, and then opened his mouth in doubt.

Wen Yan pointed to his lucky bag with a dead face.

"What does this mean?" The team leader took the photo and tried his best to figure out the holy meaning. He even held it up and put it under the light for more than ten seconds, but he still didn't see any tricks. What a showy operation, finally managed to stabilize his expression, passed the photo to the deputy team leader on the right, and said solemnly: "Next."

So this sacred photo was passed on at this table one by one, and returned to Wen Yan's hands after passing through everyone's hands, with many warm reminders attached, including but not limited to the following:

——Rich people always have some eccentricities, let alone such rich rich people.

——Just wanted to show that his dog and the mansion behind him hadn’t run away.

—Maybe he wanted to tell us, please continue to be his licking dog in the new year?

Wen Yan took a few deep breaths, and finally, with a ferocious face, raised his knife and dropped his hand, kneading the ugly face of capitalism into a ball, and ate several toffees before barely extinguishing the sparks in his heart.

At this moment, the old director took the microphone, smiled kindly, and said leisurely: "The koi that got the photo will come to the stage to receive the grand prize of two months of paid vacation. Congratulations! Specially approved, only one!"

This news was like a blockbuster|bomb, and it exploded in an instant. Such a good thing as a two-month paid vacation is unthinkable!Whoever saved the galaxy got it, please consciously stand up and accept the trial of the masses.

And Wen Yan only felt the buzzing in his ears, and before he could react, the colleague beside him raised his left hand high, flushed with excitement, beat the table and roared: "Oh my god! Here! It's us! It's our team!"

That posture looked like he wanted to lift Wen Yan up.

So the ugly face of capitalism that was held in the palm of Wen Yanxu's hand, crumpled into balls, slipped under the eyes of everyone, and fell into the noodle soup directly below, splashing into pieces.

Crowd: ...

Wen Yan successfully changed from ashes on the face to ashes on the heart.

The old bureau chief didn't count all his calculations, Yan Qi didn't give them a blow, but was let down by a little-known employee.

So Wen Yan, who was on the verge of resignation, was sent to the "responsible group" where "I am wronged, but I don't say anything". He stewed iron pots of various colors without telling himself, but he still stewed them cleanly, which is called exercise Body, develop basic professional quality.

So Wen Yan appeared here.

The role played by Wen Yan in this plane is Fang Bai, who is an undercover anti-drug agent. All he has to do is to be blamed for "rebellion". series of bugs.

The most important thing is not only to complete the task, but also to recite the level and style of the blame. Only when the cover is tight can the stew be clean and innocent, emphasizing the tragic and positive colors of the characters.

Wen Yan suppressed his expression, reminding himself that Fang Bai is now, he knew that this scene was not easy to act, so he had to grit his teeth and bite the bullet.

He and Chen Rong were so close that they could even feel that their breaths were mixed together, Wen Yan's throat was a little tight, he was Fang Bai now, all senses were fully mobilized in this depressing environment, He listened attentively to the faint sound of driving from outside, from far to near, and he could tell that there were quite a few people coming.

"You must fire this gun!" Chen Rong hoarsely pressed the gun in Wen Yan's hand firmly, and pressed it against his heart, "Don't you understand the principle of stopping losses in time, Xiaobai?"

"Stop the loss? What are you going to stop?" Wen Yan was still in a daze, holding back his sobs and said, "Do you want to take your life?"

"Why are you so disobedient, it's too late!" Chen Rong's lips were trembling, and he pressed Wen Yan's hand so hard that his knuckles turned white, "Kill me, pick yourself up, so that Hei Er can With you, action can continue, do you understand?"

"I don't." Wen Yan pondered Fang Bai's state of mind, his eyes were red and he couldn't grasp the gun in his hand. Chen Rong told Fang Bai that he was both a senior and a teacher. He had the best mental quality to draw a gun and face each other. It is impossible to be calm.

Chen Rong let out a long sigh, and slowly raised his other hand to cover Wen Yan's head, and said in a gentle voice: "This task cannot be entrusted to Ah Ran, he has such a temper that he can't hold his breath at all, find a way to let him Let’s switch out, it’s not a safe thing to be left or right, he’s still young, I’m an old bone, it’s worth it if I can be brave.”

"It's hard for you." Chen Rong followed up with a voice that almost sighed.

The two were very close, so Wen Yan listened to it completely, and his heart suddenly felt flustered and sour. He felt that Chen Rong in front of him looked a bit like the team leader.

Although such a metaphor is not appropriate, it is realistic.

"I..." This time there was a bit of sobbing in the voice, without any strength, Wen Yan lowered his eyes after finishing speaking.

"Comrade Fang Bai, this is an order, and you must carry it out." Chen Rong glanced at the door, the lock fell to the ground with a blunt sound, he stood up abruptly and pinned Wen Yan under his body, making a gesture to snatch it gun, but repeatedly repeated the word "shoot" with mouth movements.

As soon as Wen Yan raised his head, he saw a few figures not far away, so he had to elbow back at Chen Rong's face. The blow was precise and ruthless, and Chen Rong fell on the piled up scrap wood boards behind him. Wen Yan turned his back to the door, feeling Something tugged at him desperately, clamoring to be locked back into the cage, almost gnawing his teeth, and shot Chen Rong in the heart with a "bang".