"A raise?" Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes at this moment and said to Zhao Hai.
"Yeah! I haven't had a raise for a long time, "replied Zhao Hai.
"Isn't that about Britney? Why are you telling me? "Jiang Cheng's physical condition seemed to have recovered, and he was able to speak long sentences in one breath.
"Oh." When Zhao Hai heard Jiang Cheng's words, his face suddenly darkened.
"Anyway, don't think too much about the raise. Just work hard," Jiang Cheng continued.
Immediately, he patted his butt and stood up.
"Amossian Poetry, let's go." Jiang Cheng looked at Amossian Poetry, who was squatting on the elevator, and said.
The latter didn't seem to have recovered from the shock. Her eyes stared straight at Jiang Cheng.
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"You recovered?" Amossian Poetry asked. She felt incredible. Jiang Cheng, who was still on the verge of death, was now standing in front of her unscathed.
"Nonsense." When Jiang Cheng said this, there was a firm look in his eyes. He then said, "With your mediocre Kung Fu, it's just a tickle. You still need to practice more.
It will work. "
"Oh!" Being said that her Kung Fu was mediocre, Amossian Poetry's face suddenly darkened. She added, "Hurry up and send Dong Zhaocheng to the hospital. He was knocked out by you. I guess he is the one who is dying."
"Who said I knocked him out!" retorted Jiang Cheng.
"You still dare to say that you didn't knock him out?" Amossian Poetry stood up and questioned Jiang Cheng.
"Do you think my head is covered in grass? How can I forget what I found out a few hours ago? "Amossian Poetry continued.
"I guess your head is covered in meat!" replied Jiang Cheng.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because pigs eat to grow fat," Jiang Cheng replied.
Jiang Cheng smiled and walked out the moment the elevator door opened.
"What did you say?!" Amossian Poetry's brain was slow for a second, and she shouted at Jiang Cheng.
From this, it could be seen that Amossian Poetry's brain was probably made of meat, which was why her reflexes were weaker than those of a normal person.
"Where are you going?" Amossian Poetry took a step out of the elevator and said, "Stop right there. I want your explanation."
"Look at you. You still won't admit that you're a slow-witted pig," Jiang Cheng said to Amossian Poetry with his back facing her.
"What did you say?" Amossian Poetry suddenly stopped and carefully recalled what Jiang Cheng had said.
"Why are you scolding me again?" Amossian Poetry didn't seem to realize her problem, so she asked Jiang Cheng.
"Where's Dong Zhaocheng? Did you forget to bring him out? "Jiang Cheng said to Amossian Poetry.
"I forgot …" Amossian Poetry heard Jiang Cheng's words and murmured. After she took fifty steps, Jiang Cheng's reminder made her react.
"Dong Zhaocheng is still in the elevator!" Amossian Poetry suddenly turned her head and looked at the elevator.
"You don't want this person anymore?" Zhao Hai dragged Dong Zhaocheng's body and walked in the direction of Amossian Poetry.
Although Zhao Hai knew who he was dragging, he didn't want to say his name. Perhaps Zhao Hai had some scruples.
But in any case, the Amossian Poetry in front of him was a person that Zhao Hai had just come into contact with, so it was necessary for him to hide the truth of the matter.
If he were like a fool and told everything truthfully when they met, then Zhao Hai wouldn't be alive now. Zhao Hai, who had been with Jiang Cheng for many years, had long been accustomed to the big world. He had developed this cautiousness when dealing with strangers.
"What's your name?" Amossian Poetry suddenly realized that she forgot to ask Zhao Hai's name, so she asked.
"Why should I tell you my name, stinky woman?" Zhao Hai heard Amossian Poetry's words and scolded. Although he thought so in his heart, he opened his mouth and said, "Zhao Hai!"
"That Zhao Hai?" Amossian Poetry asked Zhao Hai.
"Zhao Hai! And which Zhao Hai? "
"Which Zhao Hai? Which Hai? "Amossian Poetry continued to ask.
"Oh my God!" Zhao Hai suddenly held his head, and Dong Zhaocheng, who was in his hands, fell to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Amossian Poetry frowned and rushed toward the direction where Dong Zhaocheng fell.
She stretched out her arm and caught Dong Zhaocheng's body before Dong Zhaocheng fell to the ground. This was equivalent to a buffer that prevented Dong Zhaocheng's body from colliding and causing a strong impact in a short period of time.
"Do you want to die?" Amossian Poetry raised her head and said to Zhao Hai.
"Am I not dead yet?" Zhao Hai didn't answer the question and suddenly ran away.
"Jiang Cheng, wait for me."
"This idiot …" Amossian Poetry slowly helped Dong Zhaocheng's body up and scolded him.
At this moment, Dong Zhaocheng's eyelids trembled slightly, but Amossian Poetry didn't notice Dong Zhaocheng's movement.
"I'm still sending you to the hospital now. It's so troublesome!" Amossian Poetry said with a slight complaint, "I hope you can get better soon! The deal between the three of us hasn't been completed yet! "
The three people that Amossian Poetry was referring to, besides Dong Zhaocheng and herself, was Jiang Cheng.
"I don't know if the person you recommended to me is reliable …" Amossian Poetry looked at Jiang Cheng's back and thought to herself.
"But I'm also your chess piece. Although you let me take charge of a factory and gave me autonomy, I'm qualified to negotiate with you on the same level now. But one day, you'll eat me up, right? "Amossian Poetry stared at Dong Zhaocheng and said to the latter.
"When that time comes, you'll swallow my factory and snatch away the Gulat family's patriarch token. Then, you'll have a munitions factory and a gangster family all to yourself," Amossian Poetry continued.
While Amossian Poetry was speaking, Dong Zhaocheng's eyelids kept trembling, but he didn't open them.
But even so, Amossian Poetry still didn't notice because her attention wasn't near his eyes, but his chin.
"Forget it, let's not think so much. No matter what the final outcome is, let's get the Gulat family's patriarch token through Jiang Cheng first," Amossian Poetry said with a determined tone.
"When that time comes, don't betray me!" Amossian Poetry revealed an awkward smile. There were too many emotional factors in it, so much so that it made people feel awkward. But fortunately, Jiang Cheng, Zhao Hai, and the rest had already walked far away, so no one noticed her smile and her mumbling to herself.
"Hey, Amossian Poetry, what are you doing there? The ambulance is here, hurry up! "Jiang Cheng shouted at the door.
"Oh! It's coming, "Amossian Poetry calmed herself down, then carried Dong Zhaocheng on her back.
At that moment, Dong Zhaocheng's eyes suddenly opened, and he blinked crazily. It was the "foreign object" in his eyes that made Dong Zhaocheng want to open his eyes, but he didn't dare to.
"This little girl, I didn't expect her to see through my thoughts. She's really not simple!" Dong Zhaocheng's body lay on Amossian Poetry's back and thought to himself.
"Hurry up!" Jiang Cheng shouted at the door.
But looking at the current situation, Dong Zhaocheng should have recovered from his unconscious state, which meant that his life wasn't in danger, and there was no need to see a doctor in the hospital.
"I have to find a chance to wake up!" Dong Zhaocheng murmured.
"But what's my first reaction when I wake up?" Dong Zhaocheng thought of this and suddenly patted Amossian Poetry's shoulder.
"What's that?" Amossian Poetry's footsteps suddenly stopped.
In his heart, he secretly cursed.
She suddenly turned around, "There's no one!"
"This is really strange! Something clearly touched my shoulder just now! " Amossian Poetry had a puzzled expression, then she walked toward Jiang Cheng's direction.
"Amossian Poetry!" Dong Zhaocheng's words slowly flowed out of his mouth. His tone was low, as if he did it on purpose.
"Amossian Poetry." When Dong Zhaocheng said it for the first time, Amossian Poetry didn't notice, so he deliberately raised his voice and added a sentence.
"Why are you two dilly-dallying? The ambulance over there is rushing you." Jiang Cheng suddenly rushed over and said to Amo Sangshi.
"Alright, aren't we going over now?" Amossian Poetry replied. Looking at her reaction, she probably didn't hear Dong Zhaocheng calling her.
"This is strange. How do I attract their attention and wake up?" Dong Zhaocheng still couldn't figure out what his first reaction was when he woke up. This question deeply troubled him.
It was supposed to be a very simple matter, but Dong Zhaocheng made it a lot more complicated. In other words, as long as he said, "Where is this?!" In Nannan language, it would be able to attract Amossian Poetry's attention and let the latter realize that he had woken up.
"What was the situation like when I woke up?" Dong Zhaocheng carefully recalled his actions and muttered.
Suddenly, Jiang Cheng blinked, as if he had caught Dong Zhaocheng's Nannan language.
"Dong Zhaocheng, you're awake?" Jiang Cheng's eyes then moved to Amossian Poetry's back. Without waiting for Dong Zhaocheng to answer, he rushed to the latter's side.
"You're really awake!" Jiang Cheng shouted loudly.
"Yeah! I just woke up. "Dong Zhaocheng didn't know how to organize his words, so he could only answer like this.
"Then why didn't you say so earlier! We don't need to call the ambulance. What do you want me and Zhao Hai to do now? How are we going to reject that ambulance? "Jiang Cheng suddenly widened his eyes and looked over, as if he wanted Dong Zhaocheng to think of an idea for him.
"Ah!" Amossian Poetry suddenly let go and muttered.
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