Double Age

As soon as they went out, Hua Gu and Li Yuqing hurried to the door. They had already turned off the computer in advance, and they could get off work immediately.

Song Shangmen looked at Wang Fuxing, who was still thinking about talking to Kevin, and activated the power directly under his feet, and went to the computer with a flashing afterimage, and turned on the partial time acceleration, so that the computer shut down quickly.

"Charlie, your last act of innocence is so beautiful!" Yan Zhen came back and saw that Song Shangmen had turned off the computer, before he could speak, Susu who came back together spoke first.

Yan Zhen rolled his eyes and ignored Susu, then turned to look at Song Shangmen: "Why haven't you left yet, we can turn off the computer for you, you should leave quickly, it would be bad if you were stopped."

Song Shangmen nodded.

Yan Zhen looked back: "Then you run, London is not out yet, you have to be careful, don't be stopped by him halfway, if you can't, go to the toilet first, and you can leave after he gets here."

"I know." Song Shangmen said as he walked.

"It's good to know, see you next week." Yan Zhen nodded, and then saw Song Shangmen running away with a flashing afterimage.

"Wow, Xiao Yan, your apprentice is a great sprinter!" Su Su looked surprised.

Yan Zhen also pretended to be surprised, but in fact she despised Su Su infinitely in her heart.

"It's not easy for me as an apprentice to be able to hold on to today's occasion. Now I'm even playing this hand in front of people, oops, I always feel like I'm going to be crazy soon..." Yan Zhenxin complained silently.

After everyone left, Wang Fuxing tried to explain to Kevin again, but was strongly rejected by Kevin.

On the way back, Wang Fuxing's originally abnormal expression became even more abnormal. When he walked to the office area, he could see the rhythm of the mountain rain coming and the wind full of the building.

Before Wang Fuxing sat down, he glanced around the office area, came to Song Shangmen's workstation, knocked on the table and asked Yan Zhen: "Where are others?"

"It's time to get off work, Mr. Wang. It's past six o'clock now. I have to work overtime before I finish the work. What are you doing if you don't get off work after the work is done?" Yan Zhen swiftly cleaned up the table, threw the trash and turned off the computer.

"Who told you that he finished his work! What did he do!" Wang Fuxing became angry.

"Wang Gong, you set your position. I just kindly told you his whereabouts. If you have any questions, you can call. If you continue to boss me around, I have the right to report you to the superiors, especially Kevin." Although Yan Zhen is not tall, she is not afraid at all.

"You, you can do it, you have grown up!" Wang Fuxing sneered.

"Your Majesty Wang Gong forgets too much. Don't you know how I am capable? Also, you keep saying that you should be polite to others, but now you call people polite? When will you get rid of you?" These stinking problems." Yan Zhen's last sentence was emphatic, and Wang Xing stomped his feet angrily.

"London, pay attention, this is the office area." A staff member from the General Management Office who happened to come over warned Wang Fuxing.

"Very good, very good, one by one, um, very good." Wang Fuxing sat back, picked up the phone and started calling Song Shangmen and others.

Song Shangmen, who had already gone out with Huagu and Li Yuqing, received a call, and at first glance it was Wang Fuxing's. Before he could speak, both Huagu and Li Yuqing had expressions of "as expected".

After casting a blank glance at the two, Song Shangmen answered the phone helplessly: "Hello, Wang Gong, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?" The voice on the other side of the phone was extremely stiff, and one could feel the atmosphere of eating people through the phone.

"I'm on my way home. It's noisy around here. Can you speak louder? Also, it's not convenient for me to answer the phone right now. Let's talk about it when I get home."

"If you dare to hold my phone number, you will not come to work next week!" Wang Fuxing's threat over there was very affirmative.

"Then I won't go next Monday. If there is a problem with attendance, I will tell Wang Gong that I don't want to come. By the way, I know you are going to call me, so I left early; I also know You will have some outrageous words, so I have turned on the recording mode, and I will send them to you later, I hope you will respect yourself." Song Shangmen said with a smile.

"Impossible, you are only allowed to bring your elderly phone to work!" Wang Fuxing yelled.

"You should know that we all carry smart phones with us. The next weekend is the next weekend, and I have already replaced the card." Song Shangmen didn't wait for Wang Fuxing to continue talking, and directly dialed the phone, and at the same time found Wang Fuxing's phone number. Wechat, directly sent a recording file.

Wang Fuxing, who was forcibly hung up on the phone, received the recording file and pressed it in front of the public. As a result, the public release sound was a bit loud, and everyone heard his sentence, "If you dare to hold my phone, you will be arrested next week." Don't come to work."

Facing everyone's curious faces, even Wang Fuxing's thick skin couldn't bear it anymore.

I had no choice but to leave secretly by myself, went outside and called again.

"You kid has grown up!"

"Wang Gong, it's inconvenient on the road, can you speak quickly if you have something to say?" Song Shangmen didn't have that impatience-like haste, but still had a steady tone.

"You come back!" Wang Fuxing's answer was only three words.

"Wang Gong..."

"I'll let you come back!" Wang Fuxing interrupted Song Shangmen forcefully.

"Do you know why you were targeted today? Because your perfume has already been disposed of by me, so you should guess who I am." Song Shangmen hung up the phone after speaking.

"You, you dare to detain me!" Wang Fuxing was about to continue yelling, but when he recalled the word "perfume" in Song Shangmen's words, he seemed to be a little clearer.

"Perfume? What perfume...wait..."

When Wang Fuxing came back to his senses, his forehead was covered with sweat.

"He said he got rid of my perfume..."

Wang Fuxing looked through the address book, found a phone that he didn't use very often, and called.

"Hello? Is there something wrong again?" Seeing that it was Wang Fuxing's call, He Huan immediately became nervous when he thought of Li Yuqing's report.

"Your target is Song Shangmen?" Wang Fuxing basically straightened out the joints. Although he was not sure about some specific things, he thought it was seamless.

He Huan and the others are supernatural beings, and Song Shangmen is also a supernatural being. It is obvious that there is some ulterior secret between the two, and He Huan and the others want to attack Song Shangmen, but it is clear that the family and the unit are two points and one line all the year round. Song Shangmen prevented them from reaching out, so they could only use them in the unit to make a move.

As for why it was him, Wang Fuxing, and not Ethan and the others, Wang Fuxing himself felt that it was because of his strong ability, and he had almost forced Song Shangmen away before he saw it.

As for He Huan on the other side of the phone, when he heard what Wang Fuxing said, he also guessed Wang Fuxing's mind at the moment.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not? Perfume was discovered?" He Huan said with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's your fault. All right, my request is very simple, I can continue to help you, but I need you to buy me another bottle of perfume, and help me suppress Kevin, otherwise I will not be able to help you You deal with Song Shangmen."

Listening to Wang Fuxing's words, He Huan felt a little powerless to talk to a smart idiot, but he complied.

After receiving He Huan's affirmative answer, Wang Fuxing felt more at ease, but there was still a glimmer of gloom on his ugly face.

The weekend passed so safely, and Wang Fuxing chatted with Xiang Yu after returning home, and Xiang Yu was a little surprised by this strange behavior.

After waiting for another week, facing the next May Day, although there are only three days, a group of people are not in the mood to work, except for Wang Fuxing, who is no longer struggling all day long. He doesn't know what he is busy with.

"Little apprentice, are you going to the exhibition after May Day?" Yan Zhen asked.

"Exhibition, what exhibition?" Song Shangmen looked innocent.

Seeing this, Yan Zhen sighed helplessly.

"I knew Comrade Fuxing didn't have time to deal with this right now. Out of good intentions, Ethan let me ask you a question. You can see for yourself."

After receiving the invitation letter handed over by Yan Zhen, Song Shangmen took a quick glance and understood the contents. It was another exhibition in Shanghai, but it was a different exhibition center. This time it was much smaller and the time was shorter.

Glancing at Wang Fuxing's seat, Song Shangmen decided to wait for him to come back and ask.

"Wang Gong, this is an exhibition in Shanghai after May Day, shall we go?" Song Shangmen finally caught the opportunity.

"You still know that I'm the leader." Wang Fuxing replied in a strange way, and Song Shangmen shook his head like an idiot, put his things down and left.

Just as Wang Fuxing was about to slap the table hard, Song Shangmen flicked his fingers secretly, making his hand numb.

Clutching his hands, he saw Song Shangmen's condescending murderous eyes from the corner of his eyes. Wang Fuxing suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was not something he could contend with. Invitation to come.

"I gave this to Xiaoyan, let her ask Charlie by the way, it doesn't matter if you want to go or not." Ethan, who was at the table, said.

It’s okay if you don’t open your mouth. As soon as you open your mouth, Wang Fuxing turned his head and said to Song Shangmen without losing his mind: “Go, you must go, and I have one more thing. You go to the Yangtze River Delta to talk to suppliers Have a meeting."

"Wang Gong, have you made an appointment with the supplier?" Song Shangmen asked.

"Number eight."

Song Shangmen immediately rolled his eyes when he heard the words: "Wang Gong, you understand that the exhibition is from the [-]th to the [-]th, and you asked me to go there on the [-]th. What do you think I will return to the □□ technique?"

Ethan and the others started to snigger a long time ago.

"You have to go to the supplier, and you have to go to the exhibition. Negotiate by yourself!"

Wang Fuxing flicked the invitation letter domineeringly. Song Shangmen looked at the invitation letter that fell on the ground, remembered the news he had received recently, and took out his phone to call the supplier.

"Zhou Gong, Wang Gong said that I will come to your place to pay a visit around the [-]th. I wonder if the specific time arrangement has been negotiated?"

"No. 16? Didn't you say NO.[-]? Why did you change the time again?" The other party expressed surprise.