The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Fang Qingqing kept her promise and hired a cleaner for He Dafa.

She hadn't been to the company for a long time, so she went to Lemon Yellow with Liu Zhenzhen, and bought two new goldfish for He Dafa on the way.

"Hey, He Dafa is really the most hopeless boss I have ever seen. What would he have done if he hadn't met a good person like me?"

Fang Qingqing was carrying the goldfish in the bag and said these words countless times along the way.

Liu Zhenzhen smiled.

"If he hadn't met you, He Dafa's life probably wouldn't be so miserable."

Fang Qingqing: "What do you mean? I'll ask you what you mean!"

Fang Qingqing quit, and Liu Zhenzhen, who was driving the car, insisted on asking for clarification.

When Liu Zhenzhen told Fang Qingqing that when Fang Qingqing first became a hot search topic, He Dafa stayed up all night calling her and sending her messages.

"His hair is mostly white and he has aged several years."

Fang Qingqing was dumbfounded when she heard this.

"My heart is too fragile. How big a deal is this? I haven't opened it up yet."

Fang Qingqing squeezed the goldfish in her hand.

"You two have to hold on, don't let me cry to death."

When Liu Zhenzhen heard her words, she was so frightened that she stepped on the accelerator.

"You...haven't opened it up yet? You're about to kill me, what else do you want!"

Fang Qingqing shook her head.

"I'm actually playing a big game of chess. No one can know it until the last moment. Don't worry, let's take it step by step."

Fang Qingqing said whatever she wanted, and Liu Zhenzhen was frightened when she heard it.

"What chess?"

Fang Qingqing pinched the bag containing the fish, "Didn't I just say that no one can know until the last moment."

Liu Zhenzhen rolled his eyes, "So you don't know either?"

Fang Qingqing shook her head impatiently, "I just said..."

Liu Zhenzhen: "Okay, please stop it first."

She is so stupid, how could she really think that Fang Qingqing is seriously planning her life path.

We chatted all the way to Lemon Yellow. As soon as we entered the door, we saw He Dafa holding two dead goldfish in his hands, crying and saying that he wanted to find a place to bury them properly.

"Boss, I bought you a new one. Stop crying. Stop crying. It's so ugly."

Fang Qingqing happily carried the bag of fish and comforted He Dafa as soon as she entered the company door.

He Dafa stopped crying.

He looked at the two fishes in Fang Qingqing's hands, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that the original two were better.

"No matter how good the new one is, it can't replace the two of them in my heart. Fang Qingqing, you don't understand at all."

He Dafa turned his head, wrapped the two dead fish with paper towels like gold bars, and then summoned everyone to go downstairs to find a tree for the two guys to bury.

Fang Qingqing took advantage of him and threw the two fish into the fish tank.

"You are so fragile, how can you keep up with me in the future..."

Fang Qingqing bluntly said that she couldn't lead him, but she still followed her boss downstairs.

Everyone in Lemon Yellow watched with great piety as He Dafa buried the two goldfish, and then observed three minutes of silence at He Dafa's request.

Fang Qingqing secretly took a photo of He Dafa kneeling down to bury a fish and posted it on Weibo with the text:

"The saddest farewell in the world."

When He Dafa got up wiping tears, he saw his group of employees suppressing laughter.

A person in his forties suddenly becomes sixty years old──

This world is too cold.

Fang Qingqing came over with her cell phone to comfort him: "Boss, look, netizens have organized themselves to mourn your fish."

He Dafa temporarily put aside his sadness and took a look at his cell phone.

I saw the white candle comments above, and just scrolled down, and they all said:

[Fang Qingqing died at such a young age? What a shame, have a good trip. 】

[Candles, candles, candles/pictures, I wanted to see you go crazy. You left so soon, and half of my happiness was lost. 】

[Qingqing, why did you just leave like this...]

[Big daddy in front of you, don’t be too sad. Her passing will lighten your burden. 】

He Dafa read a few articles and couldn't stand it anymore. He glanced sideways at Fang Qingqing who was grinning and said:

"Would you consider deleting it?"

Fang Qingqing: "Don't delete it. Such a warm act in such a warm world must be commemorated."

He Dafa shook his head and went upstairs with his hands behind his back.

"If you don't delete it, I'm worried that you will be sent away by netizens soon."

Fang Qingqing:? ? ?

She turned her phone around and realized that the harmonious comment section was already full of people saying goodbye to her.

Fang Qingqing took a look and thought, this is no good. She is in her prime.

So I quickly took a selfie on the spot and reposted:

"As we all know, the scourge will last for thousands of years, but I am still here. I was just holding a funeral for the two goldfish PS: Xiao Ning and Xiao Meng who died in our company."

Netizens comment:

[Laughing to death, is the crazy persona no longer enough? Have you modified the Bodhisattva now? 】

【The Thousand Years of Disaster is really used properly. 】

[As we all know, the company Fang Qingqing works for is called Lemon Yellow. Xiao Ning and Xiao Meng died, leaving only Huang. 】

[Wow, Fang Qingqing, do you look so good even in casual photos? 】

[You don’t show off at all. Let me see you just got up. Can’t you really put on lipstick and go online? 】

[Is the one in front blind? Is she pretty? I'll crowdfund and send you to an ophthalmologist for a checkup. It's so pitiful for you to be so young. 】

Only a minute after it was posted, Fang Qingqing’s comment section felt like it was Chinese New Year.

Liu Zhenzhen glanced at his dinging cell phone. The hot news on it included Fang Qingqing and Lemon Yellow, only yellow words remained.

She pinched her friend and Fang Qingqing said, "You don't have to be so dedicated. You can relax yourself and you don't have to work every day."

Fang Qingqing: "Oh."

Then immerse yourself in the line with netizens.

Zhang Zhiang took the time to come over, "Well, senior sister, can you let Yun Da... little Yun Sheng, play games online and return my force value? My force value is low now and I don't dare to fight with others. .”

Fang Qingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiang's still swollen eyes and suppressed a smile: "What kind of game is this? I'll register an account and we'll end it with you? That child is in school."

Zhang Zhiang heard that it made sense. The force value of registering a new account would definitely be lower than his. If he practiced with him, he might be able to recover the lost force value.

So the two went upstairs, found a conference room and started fighting directly.

After half an hour...

Zhang Zhiang looked at his lower and lower force value and wanted to smash his phone in anger.

"Are you lying? Is this your first time playing this game?"

Fang Qingqing nodded, "Yes, didn't you teach me how to operate it just now? You are too good, Zhang Zhiang, you can't even beat me, a novice."

Zhang Zhiang:......

"I'd better wait for my brother Yun. He still owes me a favor. He promised to pay it back to me."

Fang Qingqing: "Is it because I'm not a good sparring partner? Don't play tricks on the child. He's so young and can't play with you."

Zhang Zhiang: Haha, can’t you beat him? Just beat him to death.