"Brother Lin Mo, you can count on it. The brothers have prepared your residence."
A carefree voice sounded from a distance.
Hua Qiang in a vest walked over from a distance.
With his two-meter height and strong muscles, at first glance, others will think that this is the gangster.
Lin Mo nodded slightly to Hua Qiang, and then said.
"Brother Qiang, let me introduce you, this is Zhang San."
"Master of Law in Maple Leaf Country."
Hearing Lin Mo's introduction, Hua Qiang showed a kind smile to Zhang San.
Although he felt that this little Ou Rang was already very kind.
But in Zhang San's eyes, it seemed a little fierce.
He silently took a step behind Lin Mo, standing behind Lin Mo.
Hua Qiang looked at Zhang San's dodging figure and showed an embarrassed smile.
"Brother Qiang, I heard that we lost an accountant the other day, so I brought Zhang San here."
"Although he studied law, he also learned a lot in arithmetic."
"Being an accountant is more than enough."
Lin Mo's words made Hua Qiang suddenly realize, and looking at Zhang San's figure, his eyes would glow with golden light.
Yeah, why didn't you think of that.
When Huaqiang looked at those files every day, he almost had a splitting headache.
Those dense numbers curse Hua Qiang like a curse, so that he can only eat five bowls every day.
"Brother Zhang, don't be so restrained, come and come."
Hua Qiang pulled Zhang San out from behind Lin Mo with a heavy smile on his face.
Zhang San was held in Huaqiang's arms, and his height of 1.8 meters was now like a dwarf.
Feeling the pressure on his shoulders, Zhang San swallowed involuntarily.
"Qian... Brother Qiang, can you let me go first?"
How could Hua Qiang agree to Zhang San?
Intellectuals on the West Vientiane Islands are so hard to find now.
And you can trust it after you find it.
Otherwise, you don't even know what people have done on your account.
But Zhang San was brought by Lin Mo, and he seemed very credible.
Naturally, Huaqiang could not let such a good intellectual go.
What if he suddenly ran away?
In this way, Hua Qiang directly embraced Zhang San and walked towards the pier.
"Brother Qiang, it hurts, you are trying too hard!"
"Three, you can't do it with such a small body."
Hearing Zhang San's screams, everyone present couldn't help but smile.
There are too few places to see such a scene in the West Vientiane Islands.
Other docks are either a bunch of greedy guys or all kinds of infighting.
It is normal for some bosses to change once a month.
...
In the family home of the Inspectorate.
The sky was getting dark, and Wang San sat in the courtyard with a sullen face.
Now he eats everything like chewing wax, constantly beating the food in his hands.
A burst of footsteps gradually sounded, and Wang San's face showed a look of joy.
My uncle is back!
A man in red cloth and silver armor walked in from outside.
The man's huge hooked nose and sharp eyes made him look unappealing.
The rustling sound of Shining Armor on his body was the thing he cherished most in his daily life.
The so-called silver armor is just ordinary armor, just stitched on the red shirt.
But this kind of armor is not something ordinary people can have on this island.
Wang San stood up, with a tearful expression on his face, and limped towards the man.
"Second uncle, you must avenge me, second uncle."
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