Play Nice

Chapter 48: 048
During lunch, the business leader heard Zuo Xiaoyun talk about the master Qin.

"The people in the business department don't know where they heard the news, and they all say that Master Qin can't transfer because of the criminal record."

The business leader ate quietly and did not participate in the topic.

Sister Zhou asked, "What's the case?"

Zuo Xiaoyun looked around and saw no outsiders, so he said, "She said she has killed people before."

Sister Zhou didn't believe it: "Let's spread it randomly, shouldn't murder be sentenced for many years? Master Qin is only in his twenties."

"I heard," Zuo Xiaoyun lowered his voice, "she was only fourteen years old when she murdered, and she was too young to be sentenced."

After hearing this, Sister Zhou tapped Zuo Xiaoyun's plate with the tip of her chopsticks, reminding her, "Don't spread the word about things that don't make sense."

Although Zuo Xiaoyun likes to eat melons, he is not a senseless person: "Don't worry, I didn't tell outsiders."

Murder is no joke, it can ruin a good person.

Sister Zhou has a good impression of Qin Xiang, and is a little worried about her: "I think Master Qin is a good person."

Zuo Xiaoyun felt that Master Qin was very strange. When greeting her, she would always just nod her head and neither communicate nor look at people.

"How can you tell she's good?"

Sister Zhou said: "She is down-to-earth and diligent. Every day, she comes early and leaves the latest. And I have bumped into it several times. She is eating steamed buns alone, and it is very sad to see her."

Sister Zhou has a bodhisattva heart.

She asked Zuo Xiaoyun: "Then did they tell why Master Qin killed?"

"This has not been passed on, but they said that the person who Master Qin killed was her adoptive father. In short, it was passed on with nose and eyes."

The people in the business hall are just too busy, no wonder the sales of funeral supplies are so low.

"By the way," Zuo Xiaoyun also heard about another crop, "and there are rumors about leading you."

Shang Lingling looked up: "Me?" She put down her chopsticks, "What rumors do I have?"

Speaking of this, Zuo Xiaoyun became angry: "I don't know which evildoer is causing trouble, saying that you were taken care of by an old man."

Zuo Xiaoyun's rumors of Master Qin are dubious, but Shang Lingling's rumors must be rumored, let's not talk about whether to support him or not, do you need to find an old man because of Shang Lingling's face?

Sister Zhou couldn't listen anymore: "The more you talk, the more outrageous you are. Every day is free, so let's just spread rumors."

Shang Lingling was not very angry, and asked casually, "Who passed it on?"

Zuo Xiaoyun said: "I heard it from the business office. It was not clear who passed it on at the beginning. I will help you find out later."

The business leader thought for a while: "Forget it, don't ask, the mouth is on other people's faces, and I can't control what I want to say."

Zuo Xiaoyun held the injustice: "You are just too good-tempered. If it were me, I would have to pull people out and tear her mouth apart."

The "good-tempered" business leader just smiled and didn't go to the bottom of it.

However, someone came to her to "invite the teacher".

"Business leader."

The business leader was blocked by Zhao Rongzhou in the passage of the farewell hall.

She took two steps back: "Is something wrong?"

Zhao Rongzhou was furious, with an unbearable expression of shame and humiliation: "Who sent you to the funeral home today?"

Of course he was angry. In his opinion, Shang Lingling was just refusing and welcoming him. Sooner or later, it was all in his pocket. How could he go out to catch another Kaizi?It's just humiliating him.

The business leader raised his eyelids, clearly looking at the other party, but he didn't seem to put anything in his eyes. It was a look that was so empty that people panicked: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

After all, Zhao Rongzhou has little wealth and has been chasing Shang Lingling for so long. Of course, he is not reconciled: "I heard that he is an old man, your father? Or your boyfriend?"

Her tone was soft and soft: "Who said that?"

Seeing that she did not deny it, Zhao Rongzhou labelled her a fake, arrogant and indiscreet label in his heart.

"It really does happen." He said in a dignified and disdainful tone, "You have hands and feet, why do you need to practice yourself."

Shang Lingling worked hard to be a little sun in the funeral home for a long time, and did not offend anyone.

There is only one person, because this idiot who flips the screen, frequently comes to her unhappy.

"Xiao Min told you?"

Zhao Rongzhou did not deny it, standing on the commanding heights of morality: "You dare to do it, and you are afraid of people saying it?"

When she was in business, it was the time when her thoughts were the most dangerous. At that time, she couldn't help but want to commit a crime against someone.

In order to suppress herself, she once watched the rule of law program for a long time.There is a perverted serial murderer in the show who specializes in killing idiots like Zhao Rongzhou. He feels that they live too much and are wasting social resources.

Shang Lingling suddenly empathized with the murderer. This kind of thinking is a bit dangerous.

She was going to avoid the idiot.

The idiot Zhao stood in front of her, but he refused to let go: "Don't pretend to be arrogant in front of me, I have seen women like you a lot."

She took a step forward, raised her hand, put a finger on the opponent's chest, pushed the person away with a little force, then took out a handkerchief and wiped her hand.

"Friendly reminder," she raised her face, hiding a pair of beautiful glazed eyes under her eyelashes, which were the eyes of a falcon when it was hunting, fierce and sharp, "Don't mess with me again, eh?"

The last word fell to the ground lightly.

Zhao Rongzhou was pinned by her eyes, and instinctively held his breath. When he recovered, he had already gone far.

At 05:30, Xiao Min got off work. She passed by the parking lot, and there was a body pick-up truck approaching her, so she quickened her pace.

A voice came from behind, as if someone was following her.

She turned around and saw Shang Lingling and came out from behind the tree.

"I heard," she walked slowly, in a slow tone, "you saw me get out of the old man's luxury car."

No one is on the road.

Funeral homes are full of trees, towering trees.

An old cleaner in the museum said that these trees could not be cut down because there were wronged souls on them.

Xiao Min refused to admit it: "I also heard people say it."

"Who said that?"

"forgotten."

"That's it." A leaf just fell on Shang Lingling's shoulder, she gently grabbed it, blew it, and the leaf slowly fell, "Then it can only be counted on your head."

Having said that, Xiao Min doesn't need to argue any more: "What if I said it? Did I say it wrong?"

In the entire funeral home, Xiao Min hates Shang Lingling, hates her beauty, hates so many people complimenting her, hates Zhao Rongzhou, who was chasing her, running after her, hates those men who only look at her face calling her a house flower, hates that she wears expensive clothes The clothes wear expensive jewelry, but they even have to think about buying a more expensive skirt.

Xiao Min's eyes were full of jealousy, and he looked at Shang Lingling: "You pair of earrings are worth a lot of money, that old man is quite generous to you."

If the old man wasn't scolding Jing Zhao, then Shang Lingling could pretend he didn't hear him.

The judicial program is still effective. Shang Lingling has restrained his temper in recent years and is very generous, as long as he does not scold Jing Zhao.

How can Jing Zhao be compared with those old men who take care of little lovers?

She first looked at the guardrails outside the greenery, and calculated how hard it would take to press Xiao Min's very unsightly head into the gap between the guardrails.

She looked around to see if there was anyone around—

"Leader."

someone.

Still an acquaintance.

　*****
　　who is it?

　　It's him, it's him, it's our hero, little Nezha!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)