"Haha, work."

Hearing Bubu Shenglian's words, the man laughed, revealing a very disgusting smile.

"Hahaha!"

When the few unfamiliar faces heard the man's laughter, they also burst into laughter.

Bubu Shenglian and Zongheng Wushuang and the others turned pale when they heard the sound.

Then, the man said again, "With your level of work, don't mention your work, okay? With such a big plate handed over to you, what achievements have you made in a few months? Isn't it time that I will wipe your ass for you?"

"..."

Hearing that person's words, Zongheng Wushuang did not say a word, or it could be said that they were speechless.

The young man in front of him is called Liu Kun, the game is called Qiankun in the palm, and it is the new president sent from above to replace the work of Zongheng Wushuang.

It is said that a person's net name can tell his personality. Liu Kun is just like his name. He doesn't say if he has real skills.

If it weren't for him being the son of the consortium's family, who would have endured his humiliation with the violent temper of the Wushuang group, he would have been beaten up long ago.

"Humph!"

Bu Bu Sheng Lian couldn't take it anymore, and snorted coldly, "The first guild resident, the first Hell local customs clearance, wasn't it all made by us? Why do you call it no performance?"

"What's the use of that?"

Qiankun in the palm seems to have long known that Bu Bu Sheng Lian would say this, and sneered, "Those are not because of the financial support of the company behind, the guild competition results are the real performance performance, you have a crushing resource advantage, You only got a runner-up, how dare you talk about work?"

"President Qiankun."

Seeing that Qiankun said the word "runner-up" with disdain in the palm of his hand, Zongheng Wushuang couldn't help it, and held back his anger and said, "It's not as simple as you think, don't talk about the champion as if it was a pre-determined one."

"Hahaha."

Qiankun in the palm laughed and said, "I heard that you lost to a little-known guild."

"That's right! It's still a small guild with only seven people."

A few people brought by Qiankun in the palm of the hand also coaxed and said, "There are only seven people... We actually killed 8,000 of us head-on."

"It's not easy, it's really not easy."

"Well, if you kill me, I can't be like this."

"You know shit!"

Zongheng Wushuang said angrily, "Do you know what kind of people the Tianlong Sect is? Do you know that Huaxia Longteng has also suffered under their hands?"

"Ow!"

As soon as Zongheng Wushuang's voice fell, the warrior named Fang Tiandi next to Qiankun in his palm said with a yin and yang, "If we hadn't been in the game for so many years, we would have been stunned by you, big head, tell him what the Tianlong Sect does. of?"

"Dragon Sect..."

At this time, a mage with an extremely large head and a pair of black-framed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose said, "A group of old bastards in the game, they have no characteristics, but they dare to be disgusting. The famous cross-street rat and dog skin plaster, I heard that once There was a conflict with a guild, and their guild leader had boundless mana and led people to ambush the guild boss for half a year, until the guild boss couldn't stand the harassment, deleted his account and retired."

"Damn it, a bunch of hooligans."

Qiankun in the palm said, "This is what you said is not simple? We are so many people in the world, so we won't be afraid of this kind of hobhead."

"What do you know... The Dragon Sect is far more terrifying than you think." Zongheng Wushuang tried his best to defend.

He admits to losing to the Tianlong Cult, but absolutely does not allow others to say that the Tianlong Cult is too weak.

That is the existence of seven people who have destroyed eight thousand people. If they are weak, don't they say that they are not even farts?

"Boss, stop talking!"

Feng Xing Wanli saw the most thoroughly. In this case, it was useless to say anything. The more he said, the more incompetent he appeared, so he pulled Zongheng Wushuang and asked him to shut up quickly.

"Okay, okay, just pretend you're right..."

Qiankun in the palm waved his hand and responded calmly to Wushuang.

"I!!"

Zongheng Wushuang endured no sword and slashed over, and sat back in his seat with a sigh of relief.

"OK OK!"

Although Qiankun in the palm of his hand needs to be beaten, he still wants to be the president in the end, and he can't run the old president Zongheng Wushuang to death. It's not suitable for you to have such a large workload, go back to be a team manager and retire, buy groceries and walk the dog, it's better than nothing."

"I... said..."

Zongheng Wushuang's lungs were about to explode with anger, and the dirty words almost popped out of his mouth.

The words of Qiankun in the palm are very damaging.

It means "With your ability, it's okay to be a nanny, and the boss of a ten thousand guild... Obviously you don't have enough ability."

This is simply a great insult to a general leader who has been running a guild for so many years.

The reason why Qiankun in the palm dares to say this is because he knows that Zongheng Wushuang does not dare to offend him, and he has to work in the company in the future. After all, he is a nanny for a professional team, and the salary is not within the reach of ordinary people.

But Qiankun in the palm never expected that after being in contact with the Tianlong Sect for a long time, the temper of the unparalleled vertical and horizontal has become a lot more irritable.

In the past, all kinds of compromises were made, but now it is still smooth, but it is smooth with firmness.

I saw Zongheng Wushuang stood up and said, "Forget it! I quit!"

"?"

Qiankun in the palm was slightly taken aback.

"Boss, what did you say?"

"Boss... Hurry up and sit down!!"

Feng Xing Wanli and others turned pale when they heard the words, and hurried up to persuade Zong Heng Wushuang.

This is a job, you can't just smash it.

Even Qiankun in the palm was very surprised, "You... what do you mean?"

"I said I quit!"

Zongheng Wushuang said word by word, "Did you hear it clearly? A scholar can be killed but not insulted! You can say that I did a bad job, but you can't insult the efforts of me and my brothers."

"You!! This is what you said, not me forcing you to leave!" Qiankun in the palm said angrily.

"Hey, retreat! I won't serve you anymore!"

Zongheng Wushuang rushed to Qiankun in his palm and spit, and directly transferred the president to Qiankun in his palm, and then quit the guild.

"Boss!!"

As soon as everyone was about to say something, Zongheng Wushuang disappeared into the office.

"Taking the blame and resigning, this is called taking the blame and resigning." Qiankun in the palm of his hand was also very angry. He never expected that the always-pussy Zongheng Wushuang would dare to fight against him.

Feng Xing Wanli and Bu Bu Sheng Lian lowered their heads with complicated expressions.

Apparently this was something they didn't expect.

However, it is reasonable to let Zongheng Wushuang go to old age, which is to tell Zongheng Wushuang that you are no longer valuable... Either get out of your own way, or buy food, walk your dog in the company, and be a nanny.

With an unparalleled character, most of them will endure it... But who would have known that he was so rigid, did this old social animal have such a strong self-esteem?

The atmosphere in the office suddenly fell into embarrassment.

At this moment, Fang Tiandi's voice broke the embarrassment, "Aiya, the coordinates of Hong Chenyi's smile have been refreshed, it's in Green City!"

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