For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

"Logically speaking, you were the one who suffered last time, so I shouldn't cause trouble for you." Yi Yan said in a low voice.

Zheng Jinren nodded repeatedly and said:

"Yes, yes! I have already been punished. This time it has nothing to do with me."

He was the one who lost his eggs. He was the one who was truly wronged. What reason did Yi Yan have to seek revenge?

"But!" Yi Yan spat out two words, which made Zheng Jinren tremble all over. He continued:

"Who told your father to send someone to ambush me? If I hadn't had some tricks, I would have died there."

"It's none of my business. If you hadn't sought revenge on my old man, I wouldn't have known about it."

Zheng Jinren said and knocked hard on the ground.

He saw Yi Yan killing people and was afraid that Yi Yan would not let him go.

"Actually, I didn't crush your balls."

"Yes, it wasn't you who trampled it to pieces. It was definitely not you who trampled it to pieces. It was me who wronged you."

"Okay, if you say this a thousand times, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Zheng Jinren quickly shouted loudly: "You did not crush my balls under your feet."

"My balls..."

"I……"

"..."

Yi Yan put away the curtain of darkness, and the car that was broken down by Zheng Baotian returned to its original state.

All the bumpy roads have been restored, as if Yi Yan had never been there.

Zheng Baotian was completely buried underground by the recovered soil in the huge pit.

Zheng Jinren was kowtowing numbly beside the car and kept talking about the story about his balls.

Not long after, a bus passed by.

The people in the car looked at Zheng Jinren curiously and started talking about it.

"What is that person doing? Is he a fool? He keeps kowtowing."

"Does your idiot drive a Rolls-Royce?"

"They are worshiping their ancestors."

"Salute to the ball. It's almost the Chinese New Year, not the Qingming Festival."

"Looking at how frequently he kowtows, he must have done something to disgrace his ancestors."

"I'm sorry, ancestors? How can I be sorry? I have to stop my car on the side of the road in the middle of the night and kowtow?"

"For example, after my father passed away, he got together with his stepmother, who was one year younger than him. Then he was shaken in the car in the middle of the night and was entrusted with a dream by his father."

"Damn it, brother, you are so awesome. If you don't become a screenwriter, you will be underestimating your talent."

"Speaking of screenwriters, the TV series in Daxia now are really rubbish..."

…

When the Zheng family found out about Zheng Jinren, he was already crazy.

He can only repeat one sentence in his mouth: "My balls! No! They are broken!"

Zheng Baotian was nowhere to be seen alive and his body was not found dead, so he was considered missing.

The head of the Zheng family, Zheng Chengbo, was furious and mobilized the Zheng family's forces in Qianlong and the Public Security Bureau to investigate the cause.

…

Beijing.

SUPER FUBAO ADVERTISING LIMITED.

At 9:35 pm, the company was still brightly lit.

The planners, artists and salesmen in the company gathered together and were receiving the bloody spews from their boss Zheng Jiazhang.

"What do you do for food? Do you want to meet the customer's requirements?"

"The order is worth more than one million yuan. How long did it take the sales department to negotiate it? Three salesmen alone drank it down."

The planner complained: "This is all the fault of the salesman, who promised the customer everything.

As the New Year is approaching, the seafood market is booming, and customers request that their yellow croaker promotional video be shot in a smart and dynamic way.

It especially needs to reflect the yellow croaker's helplessness and struggle against the miserable life in the future.

Those who knew about it thought they were from the seafood cold chain of the three provinces, while those who didn’t knew thought they were yellow croakers that had become sperm. "

"Xiao Li, what's the matter with you..." Zheng Jiazhang was about to scold the salesman.

Salesman Xiao Li said quietly: "This order is 1.18 million!"

Zheng Jiazhang fell silent immediately, and after a long while, he said:

"You're doing great, keep it up!"

"What about you, Xiaozhang? The customer said you had a very bad attitude and used foul language." Zheng Jiazhang changed his target.

Artist Xiao Zhang said: "I really can't do colorful black, boss."

"Trash, how did you learn? You can't even do such a simple request. Go apologize to the customer tomorrow.

If this order cannot be redeemed, your performance for this month will be cleared. "

Art chapter: "..." TMD!

After the short criticism meeting, several people left the general manager's office.

Zheng Jiazhang smoked a cigarette, looked at the night scene outside the window, and sighed:

"It's really hard for people like us to make money, and we can't use the money we give casually."

"What is the money given to dead soldiers by the Zheng family used for? Is it left for my wife and children?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Who!" Zheng Jiazhang suddenly turned his head to look at the figure who suddenly appeared in the office.

"It's you!" How could Zheng Jiazhang forget this figure.

In a decisive battle under the banner of silence, Yi Yan was still able to escape unharmed under the attack of six extraordinary men from the Zheng and Yuan families.

After that day, Zheng Jiazhang never slept well for a day.

"Well, we meet again. Your company is doing well." Yi Yan looked around and sat leisurely opposite Zheng Jiazhang.

The extraordinary 5-bridge paladin has no room to resist in front of Yi Yan today.

"You finally came."

"Are you waiting for me?"

"I want to leave a last message."

"no problem."

…

"Zheng Jiazhang, the owner of Super Fu Bao Advertising Co., Ltd., committed suicide after leaving a suicide note in the office"

The next day, this news did not cause any splash on the Internet.

With an unknown boss and a company that was not even remotely famous, not many people cared about Zheng Jiazhang's death.

According to people familiar with the matter, he committed suicide because he lost a million-dollar order.

But he left over 100 million yuan in property in his suicide note. He obviously would not commit suicide because of money. This is really strange.

In his suicide note, Zheng Jiazhang left 70% of his property to his five mistresses, 30% to his only son, and none to his original wife.

Once Zheng Jiazhang's suicide note was made public, it caused an uproar.

It topped the trending list on an Internet platform called Public Toilet, and people took turns greeting their ancestors for nearly half a month.

Others didn't care about Zheng Jiazhang's death, but the Zheng family definitely did.

Two dead men died in a row overnight.

Moreover, both of them had besieged Yi Yan before, not long ago.

Without any evidence, Zheng Chengbo was sure that it was Yi Yan who did it.

However, Yi Yan was live broadcasting weapon refining last night.

The entire professional circle knows this.

Of course the Zheng family knew.

The moment the epic weapon was released, the global professional circle was shocked.

The world's second god of craftsmanship was born, and his weapon-refining ability may be stronger than that of Pu Yisheng, the leader of the Corn Organization.

First, it was because Yi Yan dared to promise to return all materials if he failed three times.

Park hesitated repeatedly and did not respond to questions about returning the materials.

He didn't dare to respond, and he didn't have the confidence to respond.

Secondly, it was because Yi Yan's live broadcast of the weapon refining was successful the first time.

Most people think this success rate is not a coincidence.

The entire professional circle was attracted by this incident. After two unknown members of the Zheng family died, who would care?

Zheng Chengbo could only find Weng Tong to report the case, saying that two distant relatives of the Zheng family might have been assassinated by professionals.

He couldn't even say it, but he suspected that it was Yi Yan who did it.

He has a whole professional circle of witnesses.

…