What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

The mop in the bathroom is not necessarily just for mopping the floor, it may also be used to mop the squat toilet.

Zhang Qingyang's mop pole directly dispersed the smell of perfume on Shen Ting's body.

Shen Ting's carefully put on makeup was ruined, and black sewage flowed down the tips of her hair.

"Huh...huhu..."

Shen Ting was breathing heavily, her face was red, and her chest was rising and falling.

"Are you sick? You are an idiot!"

"I'm so angry! Ah!!!"

Shen Ting's scream spread throughout the entire floor.

"Your mouth really stinks. Just wait and I'll wash it for you!"

Zhang Qingyang threw away the mop pole, turned around and walked to the men's toilet, where he picked up a leather shovel used to access the toilet.

Seeing him approaching her menacingly, Shen Ting quickly retreated towards the wall: "What are you doing?!"

"Give you a cupping!"

Zhang Qingyang forced the opponent into a corner and blew the leather spoon in his hand on Shen Ting's mouth.

"Pfft" sound.

Shen Ting's big mouth just matched the model of the leather handle, and it fit perfectly, with no air leakage gaps at all.

"It's original and smells good, right?"

"woo woo woo woo……"

Shen Ting's head swayed from side to side following Zhang Qingyang's movements, and she made a whining sound.

"Dengdengdeng..."

A group of melon eaters rushed to the scene after hearing the news. They were all elite soldiers from the market department and Shen Ting's subordinates.

After everyone rushed to the scene.

The scene in front of them was really funny. After holding it in for a long time, a group of men, women and children finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

"Hahahahahaha!"

There were many employees in the crowd who were usually exploited and oppressed by Shen Ting. Seeing her like this, he had no other thoughts in his mind.

Relieve.

What a fucking relief!

Shen Ting fluttered her hands vigorously, and after spending a long time, she slapped away the leather spoon on her mouth.

"Why are you laughing?! Are you done with the work at hand? Get back to work! If you can't finish the work at hand, you will have to work overtime until twelve o'clock tonight!"

Shen Ting shouted back the crowd watching the excitement, and then she calmed down.

Zhang Qingyang is 1.8 meters tall and quite strong.

If he used his hands, he could easily be grabbed by the neck and pushed into the toilet, drinking water until he burped.

"Boy...which department are you in? Who is the leader of your department?" Shen Ting asked through gritted teeth.

"I don't know which department I am in. Anyway, my boss's name is Zhang Xiao'an. You can ask him to fire me. It just so happens that I don't want to work anymore!" After Zhang Qingyang finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and walked away.

When passing by the office door of the market department.

Several employees gave Zhang Qingyang a thumbs up and praised: "Brother, you are such a man!"

"What a man!"

"My role model!"

"..."

Zhang Qingyang frowned and raised his head and cursed: "What relationship do we have with you?!"

"Hey! How are you talking? What the hell..."

Just as a man was about to curse, Zhang Qingyang slapped him away, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter, brother? Do you still want to have sex with me?"

The man stopped talking and looked back at the ground without daring to say anything.

Although Zhang Qingyang was treated docilely by Zhang Xiaoan, his nature as a devil has not changed. How can it be so easy to change the character that has been accumulated for more than [-] years?

Zhang Qingyang stopped and faced everyone and asked: "That silly old woman just now is your leader, right? Are you dissatisfied? If anyone wants to avenge her, come forward and let's practice."

Just when a few burly young men in the crowd were about to get agitated, a middle-aged man who was slightly older and looked to be about 35 or [-] years old stood up.

The middle-aged man is Xie Quanyu, Shen Ting's deputy and the number two person in the market department.

Xie Quanyu said with a smile: "Master Zhang, calm down... they don't know you, don't be like them..."

"A bunch of idiots!"

Zhang Qingyang glanced at everyone with disdain, pushed open the door of the second marketing department office, and walked in.

……

Inside the office.

"You freeze his bank card and don't give him a penny."

"Okay ancestor, I understand." Zhang Youzhi said happily on the phone: "For me, ancestor, you can personally promote me, this kid Qingyang has really accumulated good deeds in his previous life!"

Zhang Youzhi felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Xiaoan is a hands-off shopkeeper. He is used to being free and casual, and he has never cared much about the descendants of the family.

Even Zhang Youzhi, who has been at the helm for more than [-] years, has not received much care from Zhang Xiaoan.

What an honor it is for Zhang Qingyang!

"You also have to beat the rest of Zhang Qingyang's generation regularly. When I have my hands free, I will take care of them one by one."

"clear."

"That's it." When Zhang Xiaoan hung up the phone, Zhang Qingyang opened the door and walked in.

"I caused some trouble for you, please clean up the mess." Zhang Qingyang came in and before Zhang Xiaoan asked him, he confessed himself, then sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs.

"It's okay. If you get into trouble, just get into trouble. It won't be a big problem." Zhang Xiaoan stood up and greeted, "Come on, come with me to go out and do something."

Zhang Qingyang froze on the spot and asked: "I caused trouble for you, aren't you going to fire me?"

"Whoever didn't do some shitty things when they were young, hurry up and leave. I'll take you to eat first." Zhang Xiao'an looked as usual and left the office without any change in mood.

He's not angry?

Zhang Qingyang happily followed him.

……

Inside the bathroom.

Shen Ting looked in the mirror with disheveled hair and washed the stains on her body. Thanks to the new leather spatula she bought yesterday, her mouth was not stained...

But even so, Shen Ting still held the trash can and vomited for several minutes, trying not to spit out last year's meal.

"Zhang Xiaoan... from cnm..."

Shen Ting cursed loudly and became angrier as she thought about it.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoan became the director of the second marketing department, he instigated his subordinates to beat him. He was trying to stir up trouble!

Shen Ting firmly believed that it was Zhang Xiaoan who instigated Zhang Qingyang to beat her.

She didn't feel at all that she was being exploited because of her bad mouth.

"Quan Yu! Quan Yu!"

After a few seconds.

Xie Quanyu walked into the bathroom and asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Shen?"

"Huh..." Shen Ting breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "When you have time, call some people and find an opportunity to give Zhang Xiaoan a good beating."

"...Not good, Mr. Shen? Zhang Xiaoan is Mr. Fang's son-in-law after all..."

"My son-in-law is not my son, I will take care of him if anything happens!" Shen Ting gritted her teeth and said, "And the little follower next to Zhang Xiaoan, beat him too, until he is beaten to death!"

Xie Quanyu: "..."

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Shen Ting asked, "What's wrong? Don't you dare?"

"It's okay to beat Zhang Xiao'an, but his follower... forget it..." Xie Quanyu looked troubled: "His follower is the son of the Zhang family, named Zhang Qingyang..."

"What?" Shen Ting asked in surprise: "He is Zhang Qingyang?! No...don't they have conflicts? How did they get together?"

"I do not know then……"

Knowing that it was Zhang Qingyang who beat her, Shen Ting's anger instantly disappeared.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered...

"Okay, I understand. Forget it about Zhang Qingyang. You should find a chance to deal with Zhang Xiaoan first."

"Alright Mr. Shen."