President's offensive and defensive battle

It was already past six o'clock in the morning when Wang Meng came to pick up Wu Xie. Before dawn, the two left in a hurry.

Looking at the uneaten breakfast on the table, Zhang Qiling already started to miss him.

Wu Xie sat on the dilapidated gold cup that Wang Meng bought from unknown sources, and slowly reversed the reversed socks.Wang Meng glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and said with a smirk: "I said, boss, why are you being caught cheating? Are you wearing your socks backwards?"

Wu Xie regarded Wang Meng as one of his own, and never hid it from him, so he naturally didn't care at the moment: "Isn't that right, I was caught by your old man."

"hey-hey."

Wang Meng drove the car out of the community with a smile, and turned onto the main road, but at a turning intersection, he met a dilapidated van driving in the direction of Zhang Qiling's house.

"Hey, Boss, you lower your head, you have met someone who is really here to catch a traitor." Wang Meng said seriously.

Wu Xie hurriedly lay down on the seat when she heard the words, and still did not forget to curse: "You are the fucking traitor! How did you find out? Don't tell me someone is working the night shift?"

"Boss, Mr. Zhang's house in this community is more than 5 yuan per square meter, starting at 150 square meters. It will take ten lifetimes of night shifts to afford it?" Wang Meng said.

Wu Xie lay on the stinky seat angrily: "Then you still open such a broken gold cup?"

Wang Meng smiled, pointed back at the rear window of the car, and said, "They're not as smart as I am, you should look back when you're tired."

Wu Xie turned her head to look, and saw a few large characters on the rear window - repair home appliances, plumbing phone: xxxxxxxx

"Pfft." Wu Xie smiled: "You really have it, okay, I'll give you double bonus this month."

"Really?! Thank you boss!!"

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed outside, and Wu Xie subconsciously lay down on the car seat with her head in her arms: "Someone secretly took pictures!"

Wang Meng was helpless: "Boss, this is a speed limit photo, don't be so sensitive..."

"..."

Wang Meng drove Jinbei all the way back to his home, asked Wu Xie to go upstairs to change his clothes, then went to the underground garage to drive his boss's car out, and then went to the company together.

"Why are you so clever this time, boy? You actually know how to prepare clothes for me." Wu Xie asked while sitting in his car.

Wang Meng grinned, not daring to be greedy for credit, and said frankly: "Actually, the fat man called me before. I was about to leave when you called, hehe~"

"Hmph, I said you can't become smart overnight."

"But I was the one who found the broken gold cup. Can you return the prize money to me?"

"Here you go, concentrate on driving."

"okay!"

At eight o'clock in the morning, Wu Xie arrived at Wu's company building on time.When I entered the door, the two little girls at the front desk on the first floor were whispering together.

No need to ask, it must be discussing the big revelation last night.

Seeing Wu Xie and Wang Meng coming in, the two hurriedly separated, stood at attention and greeted them: "Morning, Mr. Wu! Good morning, Secretary Wang."

Wu Xie nodded, and walked directly towards the elevator. Wang Meng followed behind him, and nodded at them with a straight face, causing the two girls to stick out their tongues in fright.

After entering the elevator, Wu Xie said to Wang Meng: "There is no need to keep the people in the company silent. Everyone has curiosity. If they don't let people discuss it, they are really guilty. As long as they don't talk about it, they talk nonsense all over the world, and chat after dinner. It doesn't hurt to talk."

Wang Meng nodded: "Oh, I see."

"Let Fatty come to my office later. In addition, I will inform the crisis public relations team, the planning department, and the publicity department to hold a meeting in the conference room on the 09th floor at 30:17."

"Ok."

"Also, I didn't have time to eat breakfast, so buy me a Roujiamo after the notification is over."

"……OK."

"There is also soy milk, remember to add sugar."

"..."

At the same time, at the gate of the National Film Bureau, two gray-haired but hale and hearty old men were pestering the soldiers on guard to let them in.

"Two old gentlemen, I really can't let you in."

"You brat! This is the National Film Bureau, not the Security Bureau! When I was working here, you were still peeing and playing with mud in crotch pants!"

"Oh, I said that Lao Jiu is too vulgar. You are still an educated person, so you can't speak well? Little comrade, let me tell you, if you don't let us in, we will let you go around. "

"..."

Da Bingmo: Where are you talking properly?

After the three people argued at the gate for 10 minutes, the old man in the red scarf said to the old man in the black scarf, "Forget it, this kid is too brainy to be fooled, you'd better call your boss." Bar."

Da Bing was silent again: I was fooling around or something... Did you just say that?

"Okay then." The old man wearing a black scarf rummaged through his pockets, took out an idiot, swiped it twice, squinted his eyes, and said, "No, I don't have glasses, so I can't see it. Hey , brat, look it up for me, there’s a guy named Datou in the phone book, call him.”

"Oh, good." Da Bing took the phone and thought silently, which leader is this called "Big Head" by his father at home?Spot wax.

After a while, the phone was connected, and the director of the Film Bureau rang through the phone. Da Bing choked on his chest and almost laughed out loud.

"Hey! Big head! I'm your old man!" The old man wearing a black scarf roared, "Your second master and I are at the gate of your film bureau! Come out to pick us up! What? What do you care about us here! Come out quickly! "

After hanging up the phone, the old man nodded to the old man wearing the red scarf: "Come out now."

The soldier looked at the two old men who were terribly frozen, and thought that it would take a while for the chief to come out, so he said: "You two old gentlemen, our chief's office is far from here, why don't you two wait in the guard's room, so as to save the trouble?" cold."

The old man in the black scarf looked at him, nodded, and walked towards the guard's hut, muttering as he walked: "Well, the child is doing well now, and he is quite responsible, umm."

Fifteen minutes later, Xie Lianshan, director of the Film Bureau, ran to the door with only a shirt on, his ears were red from the cold. He looked at the guard at the door and asked, "Little comrade, where is the old man who called just now?"

The soldier pointed at the hut: "In the room, I'm afraid they will be cold, so I let them go inside."

"Oh, thank you." Xie Lianshan thanked him and walked towards the hut.

To keep out the cold, the guard's hut was still lit with an electric heater. When Xie Lianshan entered the room, two old people were squatting on the ground drying their hands...

"..." Xie Lianshan was speechless for a while, and said helplessly, "Dad, Second Master, why are you here? It's so cold, don't even tell me in advance."

The two old men looked up at him without moving. The old man wearing a black scarf was Xie Lianshan's father, Xie Jiu, and the other was Xie Yuchen's master, Er Yuehong.

"Dad? Second Master? What's the matter with you? Is something wrong?" Xie Lianshan asked again, and walked over to help the two old people up.

Xie Jiuyi swung his arm to open his son's hand, stood up slowly by himself, and helped Er Yuehong up by the way: "We two are so old that we don't care about the big boss, hum."

Xie Lianshan has a headache, what's the matter? !

Er Yuehong looked at Xie Jiu whose face was sinking like water, and then at Xie Lianshan who was full of doubts, slapped Xie Jiu on the back of the head, and said angrily: "You are so old and talkative! Who are you so virtuous?" Do you know what kind of bastard you are? If you don’t settle the matter of Hua Yazi today, I will never end with you!”

"Hey? Who do you think is immortal?!"

"Say you're immortal!"

"You are the immortal, you are older than me!"

"Older than you, you are still immortal!"

"Hey? You two girl! If you have the ability, let's go out and practice!"

"Who do you call the second girl?! Just go! Go out and practice!"

Xie Lianshan looked at the two old men who rolled up their arms and sleeves and planned to go out to "practice" ten times their heads, and hurriedly stood in the middle to persuade them to fight: "Okay, okay, I understand, it's for the minister's business, right? It's "The Bone", right? I know, I know, can we come to my office and talk about it? Huh? Dad? Second Master?"

Xie Jiu stared at his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Okay, I'll practice with him after I finish talking about the little minister."

Er Yuehong sneered: "Who will care about you after Hua Yazi's business is over, old man."

"Hey you!"

"Okay, let's go, let's go, let's go."