"Lying grass!" Jiang Dong's words completely exploded Wang Ming's so-called sense of superiority. Naturally, Wang Ming was furious. "What qualifications do you have to play beep with me when you step on a horse? Get out! Our company doesn't accept you as a beeper!"

"Pretending to be a beeper?" Jiang Dong couldn't help laughing. "If pretending to be a beeper can be sentenced, I'm afraid you can be sentenced to death. Compared with you, I'm really nothing."

Although Jiang Dong is admitting that he can't compare with Wang Ming in this regard, the key "this aspect" represents "pretending to beep", which is not a good thing on this occasion

"You... You..." Wang Ming was completely mad by Jiangdong. For a time, he didn't know how to refute Jiangdong.

After a quick breath, Wang Ming gradually calmed down and began to sneer at Jiangdong: "Jiangdong, do you think you're the Jiangdong who yelled at Zui Xianju at the beginning? I heard that Zui Xianju sold for millions, did you take it out to pay off the debt? If I'm right, you should be the lost dog who can't even afford to eat now? What's the qualification for poor beep to yell with me here?"

"Poor beep? Do you always use money to measure a person?" Jiang Dong stared at Wang Ming with disdain.

"Nonsense! What does this society look at? Men look at money and women look at their faces. Society is such a reality. You should not be poor and crazy. You are stimulated too much and treat yourself as a saint?" Wang Ming laughed wildly. It seems that he found the direction to attack Jiangdong and immediately chased Jiangdong, "do you know?"

Wang Ming raised his voice and shouted to the express boys around: "he, Jiangdong, was worth millions at home, but he was cheated out. But a few days later, people drove Maserati again, which is still a limited edition. It is said that the car is worth 3.5 million!"

"Rich second generation?"

"Don't you understand? The once rich second generation!"

"That's not right. People still drive 3.5 million luxury cars! It's still the rich second generation!"

"Where's the car?"

"Said to be a car, Ma, I ask you, you have a 3.5 million luxury car. If you don't flirt with your sister, come here to deliver express?"

"Hahaha! That's right! I guess I've seen too many short videos!"

"Those people who drive Ferrari to deliver takeout in the video are deliberately shooting videos to attract attention!"

"Anyway, people who can afford Maserati will definitely not come back to deliver express. They earn 100 yuan a day, not even enough fuel money!"

"Yes, with this time, it's better to go to a bar to flirt with my sister!"

A group of couriers began to sneer at Jiangdong in order to agree with Wang Ming.

"Brother, let's go!" Cheng Li was quite different. He pulled Jiangdong's sleeve and whispered to Jiangdong, "this place is very realistic. The first-class official is killing people. There are too many people holding chicken feathers as an arrow. No one will give up the opportunity to please manager Wang!"

"It's all right." Jiang Dong looked at Cheng Li, the only one standing beside him, and said with a faint smile: "maybe it's really my way of playing that's not quite right..."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Li looked at Jiangdong with a confused face.

Jiang Dong waved his hand and didn't say much to Cheng Li. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Wang Ming with a proud face, like a winner. "Since you like to measure a person with money, I'll fulfill your wish!"

With these words, Jiang Dong shook his head helplessly, "Hey! Life, is it so difficult to keep a low profile?"