C22 The legend of beauty

Huang Xing did not deny it. Indeed, Dan Dongyang was a retired military officer, tall and sturdy, with a robust build, an imposing manner, with a handsome appearance and extraordinary skills. This kind of man could easily intimidate men and attract women. His movements were very theatrical. Even if he wanted to smoke a cigarette, he would try his best to make his movements more graceful and perfect. Even the rhythm of smoking was being thoroughly grasped. This may be inseparable from his military training in the army, but on a deeper level, he is a very confident and very focused on perfection. He cares a lot about the impression and opinions others have of him, so he strives to perform his every move perfectly.

Fu Zhenxin only cared about talking to Dan Dongyang with her back towards him, and pushed Huang Xing to the side. Huang Xing sat on the bed, coincidentally being covered by Fu Zhenxin's sexy butt. She habitually reached out and tugged on his fluffy skirt, allowing Huang Xing to vaguely see the shape inside. He couldn't help but blush and stood up, saying, "Let's go, total underpayment?"

Fu Zhenxin frowned slightly as she turned around and said in a displeased tone, "Can you please remove the 'Little'? No manners.

Huang Xing found it funny, but he changed his tone: Boss Fu.

Fu Zhenxin proudly raised her head, her eyes suddenly shooting out a burst of light. He danced as he said to Dan Dongyang: Single Director, that's him, she wants to fight with you for the office manager.

Huang Xing could not help but secretly complain. He thought to himself, my dear grandaunt, why are you always bringing up this issue? Isn't this purposely provoking conflict between us?

It's him? Dan Dongyang looked at Huang Xing with disdain, the corners of his mouth curled into a ridiculing sneer.

Huang Xing thought, this Dan Dongyang was really arrogant.

Dan Dongyang leisurely lifted the corner of his clothes. The buckle at the bottom of his shirt was a bit ear-piercing, with the word "81" on it. Huang Xing could tell that this was an officer's belt of the type 87, purely made of leather. Maybe Dan Dongyang was really good at using the word '81' on his belt to intimidate his opponents, so whenever he slandered someone, he would flick the corner of his clothes to expose his belt.

These brief looks were like a war without smoke. The difference in strength between the two sides was enormous. Huang Xing suddenly felt that he and Dan Dongyang were incomparable to each other. Dan Dongyang was about to accept Fu Jie's appointment, and he would be able to take over tomorrow. Fu Zhenxin also regarded him with special importance. Adding to the achievements of today's formidable opponents and the grace of rubbing her feet, Dan Dongyang was like a fish in water, his future was bright. The official authority was an American style of equipment; he, on the other hand, was a farmer who had killed his way out of this world. His wings were not fully grown yet, and he was a 'bandit' in the eyes of Fu Shijiemei and Dan Dongyang.

If he were to take Dan Dongyang's place, that would simply be a pipe dream.

So unpopular, so intangible.

For a moment, Huang Xing felt that he was very funny.

Fu Zhenxin and Dan Dongyang chatted and laughed as they walked in front while Huang Xing followed behind them like a shadow. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed. How did he become a light bulb?

When he was walking out the door, Dan Dongyang was busy talking to beauties, and accidentally tripped on the door frame. Although he did not trip himself, Dan Dongyang's face was already completely red. He was very concerned about his behavior, and this excessive self-orientation caused him to have an almost perverted mentality. Any clown would feel uncomfortable. This trip, he couldn't help but look at Fu Zhenxin and then turn her head to look at Huang Xing.

After coming out, Huang Xing no longer thought that he was a light bulb. Even the light of the setting sun was enough to make people forget the meaning of a light bulb. In front of Fu Zhenxin's red Chinese car, Fu Zhenxin controlled the car to unlock the car door, then opened the left door with a smile and let Fu Zhenxin in. Fu Zhenxin laughed, she truly knew the rules. Dan Dongyang flattered her. It was my honor to open the door for a beauty.

Huang Xing felt nauseous after hearing it.

Naturally, Dan Dongyang sat in the front seat, while Huang Xing sat in the back alone.

Along the way, Dan Dongyang recounted his legendary experiences of joining the army like he was narrating a story from the Book of Heaven, causing Fu Zhenxin to exclaim in surprise. Huang Xing cursed in his heart. Don't look at how happy you are today;

When he was almost to the Xin Feng Company, Huang Xing suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to take all the medicine that the doctor gave him. Reacting to this matter to Fu Zhenxin, Fu Zhenxin became even more impatient, berating Huang Xing for being heartless, why did he not lose himself? Huang Xing laughed and said, Please give total underpayment a hard time. Fu Zhenxin said as he furrowed her eyebrows. Do you really take me for your personal chauffeur? The price of the oil is so high right now. Since the Single Director is here, it's getting late. I have to take him out to rent a house. Take the bus yourself.

Huang Xing got off the car. Dan Dongyang opened the window and warned Huang Xing with a sense of superiority: Don't be careless, you're such a big person!

Huang Xing thought, heh, this fellow has not even officially taken over and he's already taking charge of people?

For some reason, Huang Xing didn't have any good feelings towards this Dan Dongyang.

After getting on the bus and getting off the bus at two stops, Huang Xing headed towards the clinic on foot. Just as he was about to reach the door, Huang Xing suddenly heard a whistle from his side. Turning his head, he saw an exceptionally luxurious Volkswagen slowly stop. Then, the window on the right opened and a stunning beauty waved at him from the driver's seat.

Huang Xing's mood had eased up to a certain extent. Fu Jie's appearance, was enough to let him forget all her troubles.

Fu Jie called out for the flute again, indicating for Huang Xing to get on.

Just as he was about to open the car door and greet Fu Jie symbolically, Fu Jie was the first to speak, explaining the results of her negotiations at the police station to him. Fu Jie then took out two thousand yuan from her pocket, one thousand of it being the medical fees compensated by Sun Ho-nan and Qi Wenjing, and the other thousand being the money paid to Huang Xing by Fu Jie on behalf of the company. Huang Xing rejected it for a long time and still accepted the compensation of one thousand gold. Fu Jie simply extinguished the flames and expressed her gratitude to Huang Xing even further: It's all thanks to you this time. I was touched. I'm ashamed of you for hurting me like this.

Huang Xing laughed: Nothing, I should.

Fu Jie looked at the injuries on Huang Xing's face and asked: What about Fu Zhenxin and the others, I arranged for her and Dan Dongyang to send you to the hospital, why haven't I seen this Fu Zhenxin before, she is getting more and more outrageous!

Huang Xing quickly explained: We already finished the clinic and went back. I came out by myself and took something out.

Fu Jie said: Then hold on tight, I have something to talk to you about later.

Huang Xing nodded.

There were a few electric vehicle parked in front of the clinic, and there were no parking spaces on the roadside, so Fu Jie parked her car in front of a butcher's shop. Huang Xing got off the carriage first, but unexpectedly, he stepped on some of the pig hair, thinking that it was really bad luck. Just as he was about to head over to the clinic, a burly looking man wearing a shoulder paisley came out from the butcher's shop and shouted at Huang Xing: Hey, drive your Passat away! You don't come to buy meat, what's wrong with parking your car here?

Huang Xing saw that the big sized man had a blade in his hand, it was bright and dazzling. Huang Xing explained in an exaggerating manner: This is not a Passat, it's a Phaedon.

The big man waved his hand impatiently. I don't care if you have a stomachache here or not. Stopping here will affect my business.

Huang Xing thought that this man was really powerful. He was just about to turn around and make a move towards Fu Jie when Fu Jie seemingly heard her movements, and pushed the carriage door open to get out. Just as Huang Xing wanted to speak, the big sized man suddenly changed his tone and said: Forget it, stop here. Damn traffic police, such a bustling section of the road, who knows how many parking spaces.

The fat burly man, the sudden change in attitude, was not because of his conscience, but because he found Fu Jie. To men, beauties were born with an irresistible force. No matter how evil a character was, when he saw a beautiful woman, he would still treat her with respect. The big sized guy stared at Fu Jie obscenely, that perverted look on his face containing a kind of worship infatuation. Huang Xing thought that he must be currently immersed in this rare opportunity, full of blissfulness. This straight and upright attention was a silent witness to a beautiful legend.