For about half an hour, Editor Liu and park Shixun looked down at the crooked body on the ground. Several of them tried to climb from the hall to the door. Editor Liu coughed hard, and the other party immediately climbed back to the original place and lay down.

"I've called an ambulance for you." Chief Editor Liu humed coldly.

"Thank you, brother, thank you..." the little gangsters with black nose and swollen face were grateful one by one.

"Don't thank you yet. I have something to ask you." Editor in chief Liu squatted down and locked his eyes tightly on the one closest to him: "who asked you to come?"

Little gangsters, look at me and I look at you. None of them dare to say anything. They are mixed with the society and pay attention to a sense of righteousness. How can they mix after giving up their employers?

"Two eldest brothers, just be kind. I can't say that!" The man asked looked embarrassed.

Editor in chief Liu sneered: "Yo, you're still playing a water park Liangshan with me?"

"Really not..."

"100000..." Park Shixun, who was wearing a coat, said coldly.

The little gangsters looked stiff: "it's not about money, brother."

"One hundred thousand!"

After that, park Shixun counted the heads on the spot and prepared to write a check.

Seeing that Pu Shixun was serious, the little gangster blurted out: "the other party's surname is Ma, who is engaged in the textile industry. We really don't know anything else."

The ambulance had arrived downstairs, and Editor Liu waved away: "roll, roll, I thought you had more backbone."

The troublemaker left stumbling with a check. Looking at the mess in the place, Editor Liu hugged his head sadly: "it's over, it's over... How can I explain to the leaders tomorrow?"

"Editor in chief, tomorrow seems to be Sunday. You don't have to go to work." Jiang Xiaomi popped half his head from the office.

"If you can escape Sunday, you can't escape Monday. What about Monday? Let the leaders see this mess..." Editor Liu is already the first two.

Park Shixun kicked the pocket watch back into his chest pocket and said carelessly, "it's not a big problem. Give it to me."

Editor in chief Liu came forward and took park Shixun's hand and shook it up and down: "Mr. Park, you are a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. I really don't know how to thank you."

Park Shixun pulled his hand back from the other side: "if you really want to repay me, it would be better to expose my privacy less in the future."

Editor Liu nodded repeatedly: "no problem, absolutely no problem."

He vowed that even if Park Shixun ran naked in the street in the future, he would never be patted.

"This has become the case here. Do you have to work overtime?"

Editor Liu shook his head with Jiang Xiaomi.

Rolls Royce, which was integrated with the night, quickly shuttled through the street. After that fight, almost all the alcohol in his body evaporated. Park Shixun turned the steering wheel and sent people home in turn.

The last one is Jiang Xiaomi.

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Xiaomi sat in the empty back row, huffing: "go back to my grandfather's house."

Lou tianqin's phone call tonight made her very unhappy. She had a hunch that if she went back, she would quarrel again. It's better to calm each other first.

"OK."

When he arrived at Jiang's house, it was already early in the morning. Park Shixun looked back and gave a slight meal.

I don't know when the little man in the back fell asleep against the window.

The eyelids shrugged and pulled, and the slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eyelids. When breathing, the hair blocking the tip of her nose seemed to be blown up by the wind, floating up and down.

This is her. Park Shixun couldn't bear to wake him up.

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