The CEO of Slutty Killer

Chapter 80: Balance

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The three workers in charge of unloading trucks are not affiliated with the party company, but are hired temporarily. The female supervisor in charge of the party's work kept the wages low, which is almost unacceptable to normal people.

But the three people still accepted with a smile.

The female supervisor treats them as fools, and for people like them, no matter how big their hands are, she doesn't even bother them. The donkey is not big, but besides howling, it can only pull heavy objects. What she wants is a man with status and status. The higher the status and status, the standard for that part can be reduced accordingly.

If she meets a man with a high status and a big guy, she definitely doesn't want to miss it.

At this moment, the female director’s attention is all on whether the snowball in her hand should be thrown to the diamond man Li Yifeng or God Luo Ye, as if what she was holding in her fat big hand was not an ordinary snowball, but a princess to choose. Hydrangea from the horse.

Finally, after a long time of thinking, she decided to resign herself to her fate, closed her eyes, screamed with that high-decibel voice, and threw the snowball out.

A few hard snow balls bounced back to her face in an instant, she opened her eyes in astonishment, and then took a breath of cold air.

The tallest of the three workers stood straight in front of her, his face covered with snow.

The female supervisor remembered that the worker's name seemed to be Dadong, and the other two workers called him "Brother Dong".

The female supervisor sighed bitterly, "Dadong, why are you blocking me?" Her tone was like a lady who was blocked by a donkey.

Dadong wiped the snow off his face, and the high bridge of the nose and thick lips were first revealed. His beard is short, but the roots stand upright and look like acupuncture. The chin was hard and angular, and his eyes were hidden under the low brim of the hat, shining with a certain coldness.

"The work here is complete." Dadong's tone didn't seem to be reporting work at all, his low baritone was mixed with hints of danger.

The female supervisor took a breath, and she noticed that the other two workers were sitting in the cab of the truck, staring at her silently, the look made her uncomfortable. "Yes, but there is no arrangement for the campfire and barbecue—" she reminded: "If you don't do well, you won't want to get a penny from me then."

"Okay, let's go now." Dadong grinned and grinned. His smile was cruel, and the female supervisor couldn't help but give a cold silence.

The female supervisor covered her chest. Before she could speak, Dadong turned and left and got into the cab of the truck.

"It's really a bunch of brainless buns! I deserve to be poor for a lifetime!" The female supervisor cursed lowly, grabbing a ball of snow again, and preparing to throw the "Hydrangea" again-of course, the time just now, absolutely cannot count.

"Drive." After getting in the car, Dadong directly issued an order to the two men.

"Brother Dong," the worker with thin eyebrows opened his mouth: "The snow is still falling, will those guests still come? Will our trip be for nothing?"

Another worker started the truck, slammed the steering wheel and said in agreement: "Yes, Brother Dong, I've seen that female supervisor a long time ago. Her thighs are as thick as her waist, and her calves are as thick as her thighs. She twisted and twisted, and I was guilty of nausea. I really want to kill her right away." His face is smart and delicate, almost beautiful, and he has big beautiful eyes.

"Don't forget what you are here for." Dadong reminded.

"Come to earn money." The worker with light eyebrows lowered his head obediently.

"Come to make a lot of money." The worker with a delicate face added.

"Very good." Dadong nodded in satisfaction and patted the two brothers on the shoulders. "Place all the plastic explosives, and when the guests start the carnival, that's when we harvest."

The three looked at each other and laughed...

After the heavy truck left, the snowball fight continued for a while, until Lin Wanyu smirked on the snowdrift with exhaustion before it came to an end.

About half an hour later, the first guest's car finally appeared in front of Nanshan Villa.

After the car stopped, a chubby, greasy middle-aged man walked out of the luxury car, with a young girl behind him.

Li Yifeng pulled Lin Wanyu over, and while walking towards the guest, he introduced in a low voice, "This is the boss of the Northern Coal Company, I will introduce you to you."

Lin Wanyu looked back at Luo Ye subconsciously. Luo Ye just sat in a chair and did not follow. There was a panic in her heart, and her interest plummeted.

The middle-aged man greeted him with a smile, and exchanged greetings with Li Yifeng. When Li Yifeng introduced Lin Wanyu's identity, the old man with the scent of feminine perfume remaining on the neckline looked at Lin Wanyu in surprise, his muddy eyes filled with disgusting sex.

Lin Wanyu is not only attractive, but her value makes everyone coveted. Getting Lin Wanyu is equivalent to getting an empire.

Lin Wanyu shook hands with the coal boss politely, and then took a lot of effort to withdraw her hand. The coal boss's hands are very white, which is in sharp contrast with the business he runs.

Obviously, the coal boss still wants to talk to Lin Wanyu a little more, but the woman with a tapered chin behind him seems very upset. Li Yifeng did not intend to introduce the young woman, but took Lin Wanyu to bid farewell to the coal boss.

"Who is that girl? Is her daughter?" Lin Wanyu asked curiously when she came back.

Li Yifeng smiled silently, "Daughter? If his own daughter came out to accompany the old man, he probably had a heart attack early. No, it was not his daughter, but his mistress, everyone tacitly knew. So there is no need to introduce it."

"But after all, they are all your guests. It seems impolite to do so." Lin Wanyu reminded sincerely.

Li Yifeng walked to Luo Ye, sat down, and continued to say to Lin Wanyu: "They are not guests. They take themselves seriously. In fact, no one takes them seriously, not even the men next to her. . If a man is stupid enough to take his mistress seriously, the man is not far from death. Brother Luo, do you agree with me?"

Luo Ye probably understood the ins and outs of the matter. He took a sip of his wine and said in summary: "So mature and smart men should pick up more girls when they are young. If they have more girls, they will naturally be able to distinguish good women. Who are bad bitches."

Lin Wanyu's dissatisfied defense said: "Then according to the logic of the two of you, women should also associate more with men?"

"That's not true." Luo Ye shook his head, "A man needs to experience many women to mature, but a woman wants to mature, she only needs to find a mature man. When a man matures, it is not easy to be tempted, and it is not easy to be tempted when mature. Men are often shaken by sex. Therefore, men should pick up girls when they are young before they know how to love someone with all their hearts."

"Macho." Lin Wanyu snorted. When she was about to use the feminist theory she learned in college to refute Luo Ye, another car slowly drove into the Nanshan Villa.

Li Yifeng stretched out his elbow to Lin Wanyu, "Let's go, cousin Wanyu, it's time for us to appear again."

Lin Wanyu sighed quietly, holding Li Yifeng's arm, trying to make a smile and smile at the guests who got out of the car.

Luxury cars drove in one by one, and the parking lot in front of the villa was full. Lin Wanyu was tossed by cousin Li Yifeng like a puppet. She was dragged and met with more than a dozen important and important guests. These guests were fat or thin, tall or short. None of them came with a wife, and they were all seventeen or eighteen. Even the immature mistress.

She couldn't help thinking, is it really like Luo Ye said, did these old guys have sex with girls when they were young

This seems to be the case. In fact, what this country believes in is not "being beaten if you are behind" at all. On the contrary, what they really believe in is: "If you work hard, you can beat people." Under this kind of thinking, many people do not resent the injustice of social scales, but resent why the person on top of the scales is not themselves.

The group of people who have a lot of waists and are already standing on the top of the scale, don't care what angle the other end of the scale has been tilted into, they just want to stand higher and higher. They bet all their beautiful youth on the balance of power. When they were young, they naturally did not have the energy and time to fall in love, to pick up girls, to suffer, to be confused, and to think like normal people. They missed the pain of youth in their success, and they couldn’t find any good memories. They kept drilling the camp and stepping on the people in front of them. After they finally became famous, they began to reminisce about the past years and began to miss them. The appearance of a certain female classmate in those years, and then began to use the money and status that she already had to steal the lovers of other young men.

They have destroyed the youth of their own generation, and they want to destroy the youth of the next generation.

They don't realize that they are destroying the soul of a nation, they still call this-success.

Lin Wanyu felt so tired all of a sudden, smirking was more than ten million times more tiring than snowball fights.

Li Yifeng was still introducing her to the chairman of a certain company. Lin Wanyu didn't wait for him to finish, so she turned around and walked towards Luo Ye, leaving Li Yifeng and the guests embarrassed in place.

"Where is your courtesy?" Luo Ye asked with a smile, and there was no blame in his voice.

Lin Wanyu sighed relaxedly, "Since I met you, I think I am broken."

Luo Ye picked up the wine glass in his hand, "You are not broken, you are just in a pile of rubbish." He moved the wine glass to his lips.

Lin Wanyu saw Li Yifeng hurriedly approaching, with a bit of dissatisfaction on her face. She hurriedly reached out to grab the wine glass, thinking of "a drunk party for a break". When she gulped all the remaining wine in the glass, the strong smell of wine made her cough loudly.

"I don't understand why you men like to drink so much."

"It's not that I drink, it's the alcohol that drinks me."