1775 Contest
Half an hour later, Ma Han appeared in Wu Bei's office with a pale face, while Su Yu did not accompany him for some reason, so he took the excuse to go to the shopping center for a walk.
"I'm sorry, Brother Ma, the people below are ignorant, which scares you."
Wu Bei blinked at Taotie and Datou behind him and signaled the two of them to go out first. Then he enthusiastically grabbed Ma Han's hand and asked him about his well-being: "Isn't you hurt? I blame me for being negligent in management, but the people under me are negligent in management, but they also do things according to the rules. If you are not responsible, then I will compensate you."
He kept apologizing, but Wu Bei understood what he meant very clearly, which was to mock Ma Han for not understanding the rules.
Although the two had a very unpleasant fight in front of Sun Ze's ward before, and almost as if they were fighting, Wu Bei knew more than anyone else about some polite words on the surface. After all, the two families now have no deep hatred and cannot make a complete rebellion.
"snort!"
Facing Wu Beiruan's slutty thoughts, Ma Han snorted silently and responded.
"Brother Ma, please come and have some drinks? Coffee or juice?"
Wu Bei happily gave up his boss' chair and walked to the refrigerator door pretending to behave, but he had no intention of opening it for a long time.
"No need to worry, I'm here to deliver parking procedures to you."
Ma Han waved his hand at the accompanying follower, and the other party quickly took out a thick stack of documents from his briefcase.
"Oh, why can you come here in person? I'll just go there immediately after you call me?"
Wu Bei's smile on the corner of his mouth became even warmer, and he couldn't wait to grab the procedures and read them like a young boy who had never seen the world.
Looking at Wu Bei's face, Ma Han interrupted without any patience: "Who is Ma Han? You know very well. Since you said you want to cooperate, you will not be fooled by those fools, and it is even more impossible to fool you with fake things. When can you go to the police station to withdraw the case?"
"No, no hurry, I'd better look carefully. Let's be ugly first and then not ugly."
Wu Bei dipped his saliva and continued to flip the documents with relish.
"Wu Bei! That's how your situation is. I'm very glad you can voluntarily withdraw from the alliance, and I'm also glad you can see your humanity clearly through such a little money."
Ma Han leaned against the corner of the table, and his expression was disdainful and sarcastic.
"Brother Ma is right. I, a low-level citizen, don't know what kind of pattern? You were born with a diamond key. It is normal to spend money like soil. I will definitely not be able to compare with you."
Wu Beitou responded without raising his head. The calm and indifferent hob meat made Ma Han feel so angry that his teeth itched, but there was no way.
"Hurry up, I have something urgent to do!"
Ma Han endured the disgusting urging, and he was not happy to stay in this office for half a minute.
"Don't urge me, I'll finish reading it if there are a few pages left."
Wu Bei still had a good temper and was perfunctory, and shouted at the door: "Fat, throw a cup of big red robes for Brother Ma..."
"Bang!"
Ma Han slapped the document Wu Bei held in his hand, frowned and growled: "What trick are you playing? Do you really think I can't see that you are delaying your time?"
"Brother Ma, are you a little disrespectful to people?"
He lowered his head and glanced at the information scattered all over the ground. Wu Bei still didn't get angry and looked at the other person's eyes calmly.
"Um?"
Ma Han looked at each other with his head raised and unwilling to be outdone.
The two people who were almost about to board the same boat were staring at each other with big eyes and silent competition in this silent way.
"Just make it straight for whatever you want!"
More than ten seconds later, Ma Han felt his eyes a little sour. This way of glaring without blinking made him a little unbearable, so he took the lead in opening the conversation.
Wu Bei didn't make a sound, but just looked down at the documents at the feet of the two of them, and continued to stare straight into each other's eyes.
Literary works often say: The eyes are the windows of the soul.
At this moment, Ma Han saw bullets in the pair of windows. Wu Bei's blood-filled eyes were as flat as a mirror, but it made people feel inexplicably uneasy. I remember that there were only the two of them in the room now. If the other party suddenly went crazy, God knew what would happen.
Thinking of this, Ma Han took a step back unnaturally, sucked his nose twice and said, "My hand strength was a bit strong just now. It was not the first time we met, and it wouldn't be the last time we had any contact. If you have any other demands, please tell me quickly."
Wu Bei was like a sculpture, standing motionless, but his eyes were already narrowing slightly.
In an instant, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a lot. Ma Han took a breath again. After hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly bent down and picked up the procedures on the ground. However, it was not handed over to Wu Bei's hand, but was still on the desk, using this method to maintain his last stubbornness and arrogance.
"Ah? Brother Ma, what did you say just now? Sorry, I'm distracted!"
Chapter completed!