Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The big man saw that my expression did not seem to be fake, and he looked relaxed and confident. He was afraid that I was really someone from Zhao Wusheng. Give you a sentence."

I nodded and turned back to sit on the stone steps.

Still in the posture of propping his chin on one hand just now, looking at the pedestrians passing back and forth on the road, he couldn't help expressing the same emotion as the skinny security guard: "Girls' clothes are getting tighter and tighter, it's really a sad season ..."

After waiting for about ten minutes, the big man with triangular eyes turned back and said, "Brother Zhao told you to go up."

"Why don't you come down to pick me up." I pretended to be impatient. [

The big guy couldn't figure out my identity even more, so he could only say, "Maybe Big Brother Zhao is busy on the top."

I nodded, and after asking about the exact location, I entered the gate, took the elevator, and arrived at the floor where Zhao Wusheng was located. I followed the house numbers one by one, and finally found Zhao Wusheng's office.

Feeling nervous for no reason, he knocked on the office door lightly.

After getting permission, I gently opened the door.

Zhao Wusheng's office is not very unusual, but rather like a government cadre's office. There is a mahogany bookcase behind a huge desk, which is filled with all kinds of books, including the Four Books and Five Classics.

Seeing such a cultural atmosphere in the offices of the underworld, I really can't help but want to burst into tears.

Zhao Wusheng was standing in front of the desk, with his sleeves rolled up, holding a Langhao ink pen in his hand, and was splashing ink on a piece of rice paper.

I walked over to take a look, and it turned out that it was written by Yue Fei's Man Jianghong. With such a font and such a word, such a person and such an identity, he really is a good man with strong bones!

Zhao Wusheng was writing the paragraph "The shame of Jingkang is still unresolved. When will the hatred of the courtiers be wiped out?" He suddenly laughed wildly, and simply wrote while reading: "Driving a long car, breaking through the gaps in Helan Mountain. Aspirations to eat the meat of the barbarians hungry, Laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu thirsty. Waiting to start all over again, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"

Zhao Wusheng's speech was extremely fast, and his writing was not slow. When the word "Que" came out of his mouth, the last stroke was just completed.