"Uncle, why did you hit me?"

Situ Lang covered his face, a little at a loss.

Tan Hong and others also looked at each other, not sure why.

"Hit you? I really want to kill you!"

The Mediterranean man cursed with red eyes: "Who the hell did you offend? I've been hurt badly by you this time!"

"Uncle, what happened?" Situ Lang looked confused.

"You have the nerve to ask!"

The Mediterranean man was furious, he slapped him again, and shouted: "It's all because of you, I have already been resigned by Sun Dong! Now I have to pack up and leave, and I have to be held accountable!"

"Ah? How could this be?"

Everyone in Situ Lang was dumbfounded.

My uncle is the backbone of the company, how could he resign just because he wants to?

"You didn't know what you did?"

Mediterranean said angrily: "Did you talk to Sun Dong on the phone yesterday? And you made all sorts of rude remarks?"

"yesterday?"

Situ Lang was slightly taken aback, and suddenly realized.

He remembered!

Yesterday, he used Lu Chen's mobile phone to scold a man who called himself Sun Caishen.

Could it be said that the other party is not a liar? But real people?

"It's over..."

Thinking of this, Situ Lang slumped on the ground, his face ashen.

"how so?"

Situ Lang sat slumped on the ground, all thoughts were lost.

He never dreamed that the person he was scolding was actually Sun Fugui, the God of Wealth, his immediate boss.

Well now, not only was he fired, but his uncle was also unlucky.

The uncle and nephew were immediately served from the same pot.

"Beast! What are you doing standing still? Come with me to apologize to Director Sun!"

The Mediterranean man grabbed Situ Lang's hair and lifted it up directly.

Then he was dragged violently all the way and quickly walked out of the door.

Situ Lang shrank his neck like a quail, not daring to resist at all.

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