Rebirth of a wealthy and crazy son-in-law

Chapter 292

"This person is very annoying. Get him out, and don't let him in easily in the future."

Yang Ming said sharply to the security guard at the door, his tone sounded a little impatient.

These security guards looked at each other, and they all saw the same fearful look in each other's eyes.

"Alright Mr. Yang, I'll help him throw him out of the company building!"

When the security guard heard Yang Ming's words, he became excited all of a sudden, but it still seemed that there was some part of pretending in it.

Holding the baton tightly in his hand, he walked to the man under the cover of several brothers beside him.

The security guard immediately controlled the man's arm, and each of them pulled a place on the man's body.

Working together, the screaming man was easily lifted out.

"Who is this person?"

"I don't know, it seems that my brain is not working well.

When the man was taken out of the office lobby, the employees once again started talking.

It seems that he is particularly interested in the man who suddenly appeared.

"All the people who raised their heads just now will work overtime for two hours without pay tonight. Those who have objections can go directly to the HR department!"

Yang Ming looked at the office hall that was once again in turmoil, and he announced loudly to all the employees.

The tone sounded very serious, revealing an irresistible majesty.

Immediately, the hall fell silent in an instant, and there was the shout of a man who was fading away, and no other sounds could be heard.

The tiring work of this day is finally over, and a man incident happened unexpectedly.

From Yang Ming's point of view, this whole day's work is quite satisfactory. After all, as long as there are no peers to find fault, it is already thankful.

"Hey~ I'm done with my work, I can get off work!"

He sat on the office chair, stretched his waist lazily, and seemed to enjoy it very much.

He walked through the company's office hall alone, and all the employees inside were still working overtime diligently.

Yang Ming saw it in his eyes and showed a very satisfied smile.

"I've worked very hard today, and the new house will be [-] tomorrow!"

Yang Ming read the slogan pasted on the wall and shouted it out loud.

Although in his heart, he also felt that this kind of slogan sounded very stupid.

But the facts are always different from his ideas, and this kind of thing can always inspire the fighting spirit of employees.

"it is good!"

The moment Yang Ming finished reading the slogan, the employees in the hall immediately cheered together.

Yang Ming walked out of the office hall slowly accompanied by endless cheers.

He took the elevator to the above-ground parking lot and was about to drive home.

I don't know why, but in the parking lot tonight, it seems that the lights are not turned on.

There are only a few extremely weak lights, faintly projected from the four corners.

An ominous premonition surged in Qin Lang's heart, and he quickly found the location of his car.

The action is one-stop, open the door, get in the car, put on the seat belt, and start the engine.

Then he stepped on the accelerator hard, and the sports car picked up speed quickly.

It disappeared without a trace from the underground parking lot in a whiff of smoke.

Driving out of the parking lot, Yang Ming's nervous heart gradually eased.

For a while, he was immersed in the comfort of driving, skillfully manipulating the car.

He looks very handsome.

"boom!"

Just when he was getting carried away, a huge SUV suddenly came speeding towards him.

Seeing that the speed did not drop at all, it directly hit Yang Ming's sports car.

Yang Ming's sports car is a convertible, which can't compare to the crashworthiness index of an SUV.

The front of the sports car was dented in no time, and the airbag popped out with a bang.

Hitting Yang Ming's face, his consciousness suddenly became blurred.

The vehicles around me drove by one after another, and it seemed that this SUV was driving in the opposite direction on purpose.

Yang Ming looked at the vehicle on the opposite side, and he found that the car did not look worn out.

It's just that the front bumper is a bit complete, and the cab is safe and sound, even the airbags haven't popped out.

But when his eyes finally moved to the driver's face, he froze for a moment.

This is clearly the insane person who went to his office to ask for money in the morning!

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely angry.

He had vaguely begun to feel that he had seen that person's face somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it no matter what.

Then, Yang Ming passed out completely.

"It seems that the patient has fallen into a deep coma, and usually he can wake up in this situation."

"The patient's brain is not damaged. Whether he can wake up or not depends on the patient's willpower in many cases."

At this time, Yang Ming had already been sent to the hospital, and Mo Yutong was standing beside his hospital bed, listening to a voice telling him the status of his condition.

Mo Yutong's heart was very bitter. She didn't expect Yang Ming to be hospitalized again just after he was discharged from the hospital.

Could it be that one of the two of them must stay in the hospital?
She felt fear in her heart, and what she was afraid of was that the two of them might not make it to the end at all.

Perhaps it was always a very wrong decision for the two of them to be together.

Mo Yutong slowly sat by Yang Ming's window. He looked at Yang Ming's handsome face and shed tears of sadness.

On the other side, in Yang Ming's mind, he was sitting in a very unusual dream.

In his dream, he has returned to the past time.

He himself is still a team fighter of the Sirius Mercenary Corps, a leader among the world's mercenaries, and everyone who sees him will be courteous.

"Brother Yang, the president of Bangladesh has come to ask us to help suppress domestic riots again, do you want to help?"

"How much price do they offer? Let's hear it, if the price is low, we won't go."

Yang Ming is currently in a small backward country in Africa, but the conditions around him are not bad at all.

Groups of beauties surrounded him, with a huge piece of barbecue sticking out of a knife in their hand.

Sizzling from the top, it looks fresh and juicy, exuding a very attractive aroma.

"Brother Yang, they quoted us 5000 million yuan!" the man exclaimed.

"It's only 5000 million! If you don't go, where will you send the beggars?"

Yang Ming slapped the table hard, and the beauties beside him immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

Pairs of beauties' palms stroked Yang Ming's body back and forth, trying to dissipate the anger in his heart.

Yang Mai took a big bite of the barbecue meat in his hand, and carefully tasted it in his mouth to hide it.

"Well~ this meat is really good."

He let out a sigh of admiration, and the expression on his face softened a little.

(End of this chapter)