If this play is performed in the form of a performance...

The chairs under Zhao Wenbo and Liu Rui should have collapsed directly.

The two of them sat on the chairs and rolled to the ground with their feet towards the sky and earth.

Only such a picture can highlight their true inner feelings.

The collapse is not only their mentality.

The collapse also has Wang Yu's character.

Zhao Wenbo: Where did that conscientious, cautious, and sleek young man go?

Where did the young man who would be sad for a little mistake and would take the initiative to admit his mistakes with others?

Time just jumped in seconds, but countless scenes flashed ten times in Zhao Wenbo's mind.

The originally ordinary scene was processed by his central processor, and he would find a bug: A young man like Wang Yu was not living very well, why did he commit himself to Jiangyuan?

Liu Rui: Where has that little brother who is full of words running a train and smiling at everyone?

Where has that man with a slutty smile on his face and can talk to anyone seriously?

Where did the bitch who gave people smoke but wanted to leave the lighter?

Liu Rui's eyes changed. He no longer regarded Wang Yu as a young guy who had just entered the workplace and was slick.

This is a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Zhou Yu looked straight at Wang Yu's sideways, and continued to express her appreciation for Wang Yu with a charming smile and a hot look.

I only have one thought in my mind: men should be like Wang Yu, and they will be like dragons!

Perhaps they were not mentally prepared for Wang Yu's rampage, so they were shocked.

But when he thought about it again, where did he get the confidence that suddenly exploded in front of Wan Hong?

Wan Hong was the first to understand the essence of the problem, so his face had the demeanor of not changing his expression.

Besides, in his eyes, Wang Yu was not yet considered a mountain.

Wang Yu: I am not interested in your mother-in-law.

Wan Hong’s confidence lies in: Wang Yu is the seeker, he is the one who eats shit. Wan Hong is the one who takes shit.

Wang Yu is just incompetent and furious! A paper tiger!

Wang Yu asked, "Do you drink this wine?"

Wan Hong said, "I can't drink it if I feel unwell!"

Wang Yu took the bowl over and poured it into it.

As Wang Yu poured wine into the bowl, Zhao Wenbo, who came to his senses, wanted to come over and persuade him.

Wan Hong still said calmly, "Xiao Wang, you are still young and may lose your sense of responsibility when facing some complex problems."

"We are all experienced people and can understand your mood."

"But you must also understand our difficulties!"

"Your father's affairs are big or small!"

"The key is his attitude."

Father? What's the matter?

Zhao Wenbo was going to stop Wang Yu, but when he heard this place, he found that there seemed to be something in it that he didn't know.

So he stood between Wang Yu and Wan Hong, his expression was gloomy and sunny, and it was neither right to stop him nor not to stop him.

At this moment, Wang Yu had almost filled a bowl of wine.

Bang!

Wang Yu smashed the wine bottle heavily on the table and knocked a hole in the plastic film...

"Treat people and deal with things!"

"Human relationships and worldly ways!"

"Dining rules!"

“The workplace is of particular importance!”

"The truth of life!"

"These are all taught by Wang Jianyao!"

"He's here, I'm a normal son!"

Wang Yu showed two rows of big white teeth and smiled happily, but who in this room dared to regard Wang Yu's smile as a smile?

When Wang Yu suddenly looked at Wan Hong, his voice, tone and expression were all crazy, "He is not here, I am your father!"

Wan Hong just doesn't take Wang Yu seriously, but it does not mean that he is immune to Wang Yu's humiliation.

Wan Hong looked solemn, but pretended to be relaxed, "Young man, I advise you to respect me."

Wang Yu poured the glass of wine he had just now into the bowl, gathered a whole bowl, and asked Wan Hong, "Do you drink it?"

Wan Hong simply ignored Wang Yu this time. Who made Wang Yu say that he was a crazy critic?

There is no reason to talk about crazy criticism.

Wan Hong's silence shows that he does not understand the rules. The correct answer is: drink a lot?

Wang Yu had no patience to waste time with him, so he picked up the stack of information Zhou Yu took out when he was taking out the paper and started to flip through it.

Pick up the first book, "Lao Wan, you have a lot of sisters!"

"Your sister has a lot of houses, too."

"A set of penalty for liquidated damages of 100,000!"

Wow!

A piece of information was posted on Wan Hong's face.

Before covering his face, Wan Hong was still very steady.

When the account book slides down his face, he is like an old Sichuan opera artist performing his face.

A faint fear replaced the steady state. He glanced down at the account book that slipped onto his zhe. He didn't pick it up...

The second book was posted on his face again, "Your second sister's house is also going to be sold!"

"The liquidated damages plus a deposit of 150,000."

The third book...

The fourth book...

The fifth book...

They all hit Wan Hong's face in the same way.

It's just that it's heavier than once.

In the end, how heavy was it? Wan Hong's nose bleeding was all flowing out.

He touched it and didn't even reach for the toilet paper.

Zhao Wenbo was stupid.

This is all done by him, and the detailed account on this... is Zhou Yu.

He glanced at Zhou Yu and found Zhou Yu smiling.

In other words, Zhou Yu has been helping Wang Yu since the beginning.

Then Zhao Wenbo contacted Wan Hong...

Hiss... He looked at Wang Yu tightly, as if he understood that from the very beginning, he had been arranged clearly by Wang Yu.

Wan Hong still didn’t pick up the account book!

He looked at the blood on his hands. Today's nose bleeding was all the debts that Wang Yu's father wanted to pay for him.

He disdained these books, "These transactions are contracted."

"It's not my own house. Young man, I eat more salt than you eat. If you play with me, you are very tender."

Wang Yu flipped his mouth and pointed at a bowl of wine on the table, "Do you drink it?"

Wan Hong tilted his head and still didn't take Wang Yu seriously.

Wang Yu took out a pile of thick paper from his bag and pulled out more than ten meters of documents in a flash.

"I have someone to count it for you."

"There are more than 1,200 transfer transactions related to you in six banks."

"The total amount is as high as more than 84 million."
To be continued...