Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"Ah, worry!" Pan Hong was so scared that he blindfolded his eyes and did not dare to look any further. If the stool was smashed down, everyone had to get rid of half his life.

"boom!!!"

There was a violent sound, and then the screams were even more miserable, but Pan Hong sounded that the voice was not Xu Fan's, and there was some doubt in his heart, so he slowly lowered his hands.

"Xu Fan is okay?" Pan Hong opened his eyes and looked at him. He was completely dumbfounded. Not only Pan Hong, but also those who rushed to the door to watch the excitement, were immediately stupefied when they saw the scene in front of them. The expressions on his face all read four words: Unbelievable.

The two security guards who rushed over were lying on the ground unconsciously, occasionally making a few faint groans to make people conclude that they were still alive.

Xu Fan moved his neck slightly like a okay person. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, a very simple smile. After seeing Zheng Jing, he felt a chill in his heart. Xu Fan's sturdy performance also scared Zheng Jing on the ground. Stupid, when Xu Fan looked at him again, a trace of fear emerged uncontrollably in his heart.

At this moment, Zheng Jing suddenly thought that Xu Fan was not the same as before. How could Xu Fan before be like this? They must be two exactly the same people. Although this thought is fleeting in Zheng Jing's mind, but if it is If Xu Fan knew, he might like his inference.

At this time, Xu Fan was still smiling, and then Xu Fan squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and lifted Zheng Jing's collar on the ground with one hand, staring at him with terrifying eyes, and asked in a playful tone: " Mr. Zheng, will my salary end?"

"Knot, knot, knot! Knot right away, you let me go." Zheng Jing cried and nodded like smashing garlic: "I don't want you to pay for the money."

"Losing money?" Xu Fan's face was cold, and he slammed his fist on Zheng Jing's belly, denting it into a large area.

"Wow!" Zheng Jing let out a cry and howl, his eyes turned out, his body convulsed with pain, his face was pale, tears mixed with sweat and flowed down.

If this punch hadn't been pulled cleanly at noon, it would have been thrown up at the moment. If it hadn't been for Xu Fan to lift him, he would go up on the ground.

"Do I owe you money?" Xu Fan asked seriously.

Zheng Jing didn't answer, because he couldn't speak at all now.

After a long while, he calmed down and cried: "No, no, Xu Fan, Brother Fan, I was wrong, you don't owe me money, don't owe, don't owe..."

"Since you don't owe you money, then stop talking nonsense and pay me the salary." Xu Fan shouted.

"Yes, yes." Zheng Jing hurriedly responded crying, his distorted face turned towards the woman surnamed Chen who was still standing there stupidly: "What are you doing while standing there? Give the money quickly. You have to watch me get caught. Kill it!"

The woman surnamed Chen reacted from shock and hurriedly responded: "Oh, yes..." While agreeing, she hurriedly went to calculate Xu Fan's salary, but somehow, her hands kept trembling, the calculator I couldn't hold it securely, and after a long time I didn't figure out what Xu Fan's salary was.

Xu Fan looked at the women's movements, with a trace of contempt on his face, and said to Zheng Jing: "Mr. Zheng, the financial director you hired didn't expect to be so bad. Even the salary is not clear. It really makes people doubt your eyesight."

Zheng Jing was already dissatisfied with the woman surnamed Chen, Xu Fan added another fire, and he immediately counted all the anger and insult on her.

"If you die, will you be counted, won't you be fucked!"

The woman was frightened and shivered, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, I will do the calculations, I have calculated it, six hundred fifty-eight five cents."

Hearing this number, Xu Fan frowned: "Is that so? You must be wrong."

"No, no, I didn't make a mistake." Director Chen grabbed the words and explained: "You have a monthly salary of 2,000, but you did not come to work for a week this month. According to the hotel regulations, deduct the salary for not going to work for the past few days and then deduct it. Fines for absenteeism, you only have so little left."

"I remember that I wrote the request for leave, and Sister Hong signed it." Xu Fan learned from the memory of the previous Xu Fan and knew the hotel's regulations. After the request for leave was signed by the manager in charge, it was not considered absenteeism and no fines.

"Mr. Zheng, do I still have to deduct a fine if I ask for leave?" Xu Fan stared at him, using his hands to lift Zheng Jing up a little bit. Zheng Jing felt his feet leaving the ground in horror.

"No, no, no, Xu Fan, Brother Fan, the calculation was wrong, she was wrong." Zheng Jing was terrified, and shouted at the woman surnamed Chen: "Smelly Sanba, will you settle the account? Give it to Brother Yi soon. thousand!"

Zheng Jing now even had the heart to tear the three-eights, she was pinched by Xu Fan, and she even dared to withhold Xu Fan's money. Isn't this because she deliberately wanted Xu Fan to kill him.

"Yes, yes, I'll take it right away, and take it right away." Director Chen Da came to his senses at this time and hurriedly went to some money.

It took a lot of effort to finally align the two thousand yuan, and then tremblingly handed the money to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan glanced at the stack of banknotes, did not answer, and said in a cold tone: "It's only two thousand? Director Chen Da, are you wrong again?"

A cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the women surnamed Chen: "Your monthly salary is, yes, two thousand."

"I said two thousand before, now the price can be increased." When Xu Fan said this, the crowd was taken aback. This is the first time I have heard of the salary increase.

"Director Chen, if you simply gave me two thousand just now, then it is naturally right. It will delay me for a long time, so forget it? As the saying goes, an inch of time and an inch of gold are hard to buy an inch of time." Xu Fan faintly He said, it was not that Xu Fan wanted to make things difficult for her, but that Xu Fan felt'Xu Fan''s strong dissatisfaction with this woman, so he helped him by the way.

"This, this, how much do you have to give this." Director Chen Da looked bitter, looking at Zheng Jing who was still being grabbed by Xu Fan, wondering what to do.

"Look at what I am doing, give me money!" Zheng Jing yelled. After the roar, he felt a little difficult to breathe, because Xu Fan's hands were getting harder and harder, and the collar of his clothes tightened his neck, almost Almost suffocated him.

"Have you heard, Mr. Zheng asked you to give the money." Xu Fan's face was cold, and he said, "One price, ten thousand."

"What, ten thousand?" Not only was the woman surnamed Chen, but the people next to her opened their mouths in surprise.

Ten thousand, how could it be so much?

Seeing everyone’s appearance, Xu Fan sneered: “You think I’m stupid and bully, don’t you? I’ve been working here for more than a year, and my monthly salary has been two thousand, and I’ve never increased by half a point. In Nanhai City, now The minimum wage is 4,000. I’m only half of the minimum wage. I can get reimbursement for other people’s travel and everything, but I’ve never been reimbursed. Overtime is also free. So, now I’m asking you 10,000, that’s it. Is it a lot to compensate for the salary that was previously earned?

Pan Hong agrees with this, and she also sees it in her work, but she is just a lobby manager and can do nothing about it. The only thing she can do is to secretly sponsor Xu Fan privately.

If you count it, 10,000 should be less, and the hotel should supply more to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan thought that the previous'Xu Fan' was very silly and naive. He had no complaints when he was bullied, and his heart was very angry. At the end of the talk, his voice became a roar, his hands were harder, and Zheng Jing was almost out of breath. The anger is coming.

"No, not too much, give money, die bapo, hurry, give money!" Zheng Jing struggled desperately and made a crying voice.

"Yes." Mr. Zheng said. Director Chen Da hurriedly counted 10,000 yuan and sent it to Xu Fan's hand respectfully.

After Xu Fan got the money, he let go.

With a "plop", Zheng Jing's fat body fell to the ground like a winter melon, and he couldn't get up for a long time. Zheng Jing had never felt that he could lie down so securely.