Fifteen minutes passed, and Han Dong hadn't arrived yet.
Erlei called again to remind him, and the reply from over there was: constipation, medium size...
Wang Zhongding's face darkened again.
Han Dong gave Sister Jiao enough time to file a complaint, and after calculating that it was almost time, he walked towards Wang Zhongding's office. The moment his feet landed on the door, Sister Jiao just finished speaking, and Wang Zhongding's patience was also exhausted at this moment.
"President Wang, are you looking for me?"
Wang Zhongding glanced over coldly, but Han Dong met him with an unscrupulous smile.
"Come in." Wang Zhongding ordered.
Han Dong didn't realize the danger was coming, and he was still in a dawdly manner, with his hands in his pockets, swaying from side to side while walking, and the small tug of the rabbit's tail trembled wildly, which formed a sharp conflict with the strict and regular lines in the room.
If it wasn't these two legs that were dangling, if there was a micron difference, Wang Zhongding would have fanned him away without hesitation!
"Tell me, what does this mean?" Wang Zhongding tapped the file table hard with his fingers.
Han Dong poked his head over to take a look, with an expression of confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Sister Jiao interjected indignantly, "What do you think you wrote?"
Han Dong plausibly said, "You said Han Tianwang was vulgar, so I changed it to Nicholas. Tathagata. You said my resume wasn't hot, so I changed it according to your request. And these talents, didn't I show you all of them? Tell me, which one of the items I did not fill out truthfully?"
Sister Jiao made Han Dong speechless, and finally nodded, "Okay, I can't say no to you, if you have one other skill that can be used in addition to these strange skills, I will take back what I said immediately! "
In the end, instead of calming down Han Dong, these words gave him an opportunity to "brag".
"As far as anything that is related to art, there is almost nothing I, Han Dong, can't do. How about this, since I don't have a ready-made instrument at hand, then I will come to a cappella with my own lyrics and music."
Sister Jiao's complexion changed. In fact, she was very uncertain, but she had already reached this point, and she could only hold on.
Wang Zhongding also waited for Han Dong to perform without saying a word.
Han Dong found a lower key first, and then hummed. I have to say that his voice is really good.
"Ah... ah... um... um... come-on... ah buy discs..."
It sounded like that at first, but the more you listened to it later, the more something went wrong. Han Dong mixed bed language from 26 countries into one song. Coupled with the obscene style of music and frivolous eyes, how can you be a hooligan!
Er Lei felt something was wrong, and tried to stop him, but Han Dong waved him away.
"Don't worry, there will be a dialect version and an animal version later."
Sister Jiao couldn't bear it anymore, she rushed out the door with red eyes, and there were only three men left in the office.
There was no expression on Wang Zhongding's face, and the tone of his speech had lost its warmth.
"It seems that I really underestimated you."
Han Dong looked around, and after confirming that Sister Jiao had left, he whispered into Wang Zhongding's ear, "Let me tell you, that woman's face is not good, her heart is sunken, her three stops are bad, her face is thin, and her lifespan is not enough. Better let her take good care of her and stop doing heavy... ah... "
Before Han Dong finished speaking, he received a solid kick on the buttocks.
Er Lei was startled.
He had been with Wang Zhongding for so many years, and it was the first time he saw Wang Zhongding beating someone. People of Wang's status usually resort to cold violence. Even if they really want to punish someone, they can't do it themselves.
But this time, it's really unbearable!
If Er Lei wasn't around, he would have kicked Han Dong to the ground and stomped hard.
How can it be so annoying
Han Dong covered his butt with his hands, not forgetting that he missed showing it.
"It's fine if you hit me with your car, you still have to make up for it, right? The medicine prescribed before must not be enough, I have to buy another one. The total of anti-inflammatory medicine, painkiller and plaster is 438 yuan, plus the plastic bag Exactly 44. If you don’t believe me, go to the drug list, don’t say I blackmail you, you must report the 44 yuan to me!”
Wang Zhongding made another kick.
Gritting his teeth, Han Dong shouted again: "88!"
Er Lei made Han Dong mad, and hurriedly yelled at him with a pale face: "What are you? Hurry up and leave!"
Han Dong still didn't leave.
"That's good!" Wang Zhongding's brows were full of murderous intent, "I'll raise 10,000 yuan today!"
Hearing this, Han Dong had to run away.