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

As soon as the call was connected, He Dafa kept talking like an old father who was worried about his daughter.

"Qingqing, who bullied you?"

Just as Fang Qingqing was about to answer, she heard him say again:

"Let me tell you, although our cafe is small and our online reputation is not good, don't be afraid. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me. We are a company as big as Lemon Yellow, and we will support you."

"Qingqing, I know you are the least popular one in this group. It doesn't matter if you give way to someone who has a higher position. We still have a long way to go in the future. It doesn't matter if you are a bit of a loser today. As long as you are willing to work hard, One day you can also become a big traffic person."

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. If you can't bear it, just bear it a little longer. It's not easy for us to get this project. If you get past this black and red energy, I'm afraid you won't be able to become popular again in the future."

"Qingqing, if you are bullied, don't bully you back. Although I know you have that ability, you can't be a person without one end. If you lose face, you will lose face, Qingqing..."

During the phone call, He Dafa spoke with tears in his eyes, and his tone changed from tough at the beginning to pleading.

Fang Qingqing stood there with her cell phone pressed, like a statue, unable to say anything.

What did she say about her?

Without saying anything, how could He Dafa convince himself?

When the tone became weaker and weaker, Fang Qingqing finally interrupted. She felt that if she didn't interrupt him, he might make her cry.

"Boss, if you want to do a talk show, just sign up. I don't have time to listen. The main thing is that I have to beat people later. Oh no, it's training."

He Dafa: "Why are you talking to your boss? You were bullied and I'm here to comfort you. Who said talk show, who said that stuff? I don't want to be famous..."

As he was talking, his mind suddenly changed, and he immediately changed his words: "Oh, it's good to hit people, train them well, and use the opportunity of beating people to bully those who bully you back."

Fang Qingqing glanced at Chen Mingkai, who was talking to the producer. When the other party looked over, he looked away in time, covering the phone and whispered:

"I'm afraid this matter won't be easy to handle. The people who mainly bully me are not from the same group as those who want to be beaten by me."

Chen Mingkai, who was talking to Chen Xiong, felt an inexplicable chill on his back. He turned his head and saw Fang Qingqing looking at the dog, and thought to himself:

not good! Is this guy thinking of another dirty trick?

He Dafa was silent for a while and said: "Then you can vent your anger, just don't beat people to the hospital again."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Fang Qingqing:......

What is "again"?

She is such an irritable person!

When I came back to my senses, I felt something was wrong——

So He Dafa only cared about her briefly, then calmed himself down and hung up the phone?

Haha, businessmen always focus on interests the most.

He doesn't care about the suffering of employees at all, and he doesn't know how to be grateful. The cleaning service was paid to him in vain!

Fang Qingqing returned to the training ground lazily. Several martial arts instructors who had been knocked down by her just retreated when they saw her coming.

They had just put plaster on each other, and they smelled like plaster.

Fang Qingqing wrinkled her nose.

"Did you eat anything delicious behind my back?"

After the action director took care of his brothers, he saw Fang Qingqing sniffing around like a hound, and stepped forward to protect his brothers behind him.

"Teacher Fang, when we play, we only go to the end. Acting, you know, the point is acting, not really fighting."

Facing Fang Qingqing, he didn't dare to say harsh words, so he could only stop at it.

Fang Qingqing stood up straight and looked at him seriously.

"Yes, you are right."

The action director smiled when he saw what was going on. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Fang Qingqing say again:

"But we are not acting now. Haven't you heard a sentence, pay attention, pay attention, this is not acting, this is not acting?"

Action Director:…

Martial arts instructors:...

"This is a martial arts film, not a military film, Teacher Fang."

Fang Qingqing nodded in affirmation.

"Heroes see the same thing, Director. We are both chivalrous people."

After that, he patted the action director on the shoulder with great appreciation and left gracefully.

The action director and his brothers looked at each other and began to review the underlying logic and spiritual core of the conversation just now.

Fang Qingqing's Weibo posts on the Internet have been trending one after another.

Some netizens are sympathetic, some are adding insult to injury, and more are questioning:

[Are you bullied in the workplace? It's okay for you to bully others. 】

[Show off your energy to fight against anti-fans. What’s the matter? You are a loudmouthed king online, but you are a big coward in real life? 】

[I got up. I saw Fang Qingqing being bullied. I want to sleep a little longer. 】

[Haha, the coldest joke in history was born today. 】

[I feel from beginning to end that no one in this world can bully Fang Qingqing unless someone creates Fang Qingqing 2.0. 】

One of the most liked ones is:

[Like and vote, do you believe I am Qin Shihuang or Fang Qingqing was bullied. 】

Who is she? She believes that someone is Qin Shihuang but doesn’t believe that she was bullied?

Fang Qingqing looked at the comments from netizens in the corner, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Posted another one:

"Human eyes are made up of black and white, and I am between black and white, so people with black and white eyes cannot see the real me."

After the sad spring, Fang Qingqing felt that the whole world was on the opposite side of her, and she suddenly felt even lower.

After a while, Liu Zhenzhen arrived in a hurry with lunch for Fang Qingqing.

Fang Qingqing was sitting on a small stool in the park. When she saw the wind-like woman running towards her, her mood was like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and she suddenly felt warm.

There are still people in this world who love her.

"Really, wuwuwu..."

She opened her hands, ready for a warm embrace.

The next second—

"Snapped."

Liu Zhenzhen ran too fast and almost tripped. In order to stabilize his body, he moved his whole body in a spiral way...

In front of Fang Qingqing, she made a steady split.

Two pairs of eyes, four eyes, looked at each other one high and one low.

The air suddenly solidified...

Then I heard a barbell-like laughter resounding through the sky: "Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Fang Qingqing really couldn't hold it back.

In fact, Liu Zhenzhen also laughed. She was already angry, but she was no longer angry after the fall, but she couldn't let Fang Qingqing see it.

So she put the lunch box into Fang Qingqing's hand with a straight face, and covered her mouth with her free hand.

"Whirring whirring……"

Fang Qingqing, whose mouth was covered, was laughing loudly.

I almost blew out a snot bubble.

"Have you laughed enough?"

Liu Zhenzhen folded her legs softly and stood up in a posture with very strong core strength.

Fang Qingqing was stunned by this.

"It's true, don't your legs hurt?"

Liu Zhenzhen replied angrily, "I study classical dance, a split can do nothing to me."

Fang Qingqing was surprised and shook her head: "I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not, love, I still don't believe you were bullied."

Fang Qingqing:? ? ?

"Why don't you even believe it? Do you also believe that he is Qin Shihuang?" Fang Qingqing asked, pointing to the most liked comment on her phone.

Liu Zhenzhen patted the dust on his body and said with a sense of helplessness:

"Fang Qingqing, don't post random things online. Do you know that you are now considered a top celebrity?"

This was the first time Fang Qingqing heard such a new word, and she sincerely asked for advice:

"What does it mean to be a black top?"