Wu Xie really has a very calm madness in him...

Wang Meng lay on the coffee table in front of the sofa, tilted her head and looked at Wu Xie, saying aggrievedly: "Boss, why are you ignoring me?"

Wu Xie moved his head and pressed his ears into the soft sofa, trying not to listen and to be quiet.

I'm asleep, don't shout!

"boss--"

Wang Meng leaned close to Wu Xie's ear and yelled, and Wu Xie slapped his head away like a ball, "Get lost!"

"It's so noisy!" Wu Xie sat up, covering his face. With a look of resentment on his face, Koukou's ears were numb from the noise. He looked at Wang Meng and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wang Meng innocently lay back on the coffee table and said as a matter of course: "I've always been here, boss~"

"What's the matter?" Wu Xie was disgusted by him. In the room where the floor heating was turned on at full blast, he shuddered and frowned and asked, "Don't call me in such a disgusting way, or I'll deduct your salary!"

Wang Meng was so scared that he immediately got up from the coffee table. He no longer dared to lie on the glass top of the coffee table. He twisted wildly like a maggot.

Wu Xie looked at the glass that was polished to a shine by Wang Meng's actions, and suddenly felt that it had actually become dirty...

"Boss, boss, boss--" Wang Meng's mouth was like the Pea Shooter in Plants vs. Zombies, bombarding Wu Xie's brain with words like a machine gun.

Wu Xie rubbed his aching temple impatiently and yelled, "If you have to fart, fart now!"

The chatterbox Wang Meng immediately straightened his attitude. When he was not smiling, he was quite intimidating. Just by looking at him, he looked quite serious and difficult to deal with. As expected of the person who had been with him the longest, he acted quite seriously.

Wu Xie was attracted by this point about Wang Meng, which is why he let him do many things and deal with some troublemakers on his behalf in the past few years. After all, Wang Meng acted more like a gangster boss than he did, and he was definitely his right-hand man.

"Boss, what's going on with the young man from the Zhang family?" Wang Meng asked curiously.

"Is this something you should be asking about? You're just asking around here." Wu Xie glanced at him briefly and said contemptuously.

"I'm curious..."

Wang Meng laughed and said that when he came to work today, he found that there were two Zhang Qilings in the store.

The most important thing is that the two people look exactly the same, more like twins. God knows how curious he is.

Judging from the boss's attitude towards the two people, it is obvious that the new young man from the Zhang family is not fake.

Then how can there be two exactly the same people in this world?

Wu Xie waved at Wang Meng, and Wang Meng immediately came over like a husky, licking his face. He bent down and tilted his head, looking at Wu Xie hopefully, as if he was ready to listen attentively.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xie suddenly got angry, stood up and kicked him, while cursing: "Curiosity kills the cat, you know!"

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know! Don't make blind guesses about things that have nothing to do with you! Haven't you heard that? The more you know, the faster you die!!!"

"In life, being a fool who knows nothing is the happiest thing."

Wang Meng twisted her butt flexibly, dodging Wu Xie's continuous kicks, and quickly responded: "Ah - oh, I know, I know..."

"You know it, why don't you get out of here?" Wu Xie glared at him. "Great wisdom appears foolish! I don't know what's going on in your head, but even if you know it, you should pretend you don't know, understand?"

Wang Meng nodded vigorously, and was almost about to raise three fingers and swear to the sky.

"I see!"

Wu Xie cleared his throat and said, "Go take care of your shop. If you keep idling around here, I'll deduct your salary."

Use the softest tone, say the harshest words, and deduct the most from your salary - Evil Capitalists

Wang Meng then returned to the front hall with his tail between his legs, sat down obediently at the counter and started playing Minesweeper.

(Wu Xie: Still playing, still playing, still playing?! Deduct your salary!)

Wu Xie sighed, rubbed his temples, and went upstairs.

He was very sleepy after not sleeping all night.

It turns out that I am getting old and can’t stay up late at night anymore.

Wu Xie returned to bed and fell asleep immediately. He felt relieved that Pingbao had a little brother with him.

As for the little bottle...it's still reliable when it's carried by the fat man.

So he fell asleep peacefully.

I slept from early morning to late evening, without even having lunch. I slept soundly, as if I had been drugged.

In the end, Wu Xie was awakened by the heat.

In his dream, Wu Xie felt as if he was sandwiched between two hot "walls", like a piece of steak, fried in an iron pan until both sides were golden brown.

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