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Work related Chapter 0030 Injured

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    Song Jianjun never expected that Luo Zhiyuan would not only dare to talk back to him in person, but also hide his words in a sarcastic way.  Not to mention Song Jianjun, even Huo Xiaoping and Lao Huang were slightly stunned. They looked at Luo Zhiyuan, who was standing there proudly and with a calm expression, and did not recover for a long time.  "If you don't have three points and threes, don't go to Liangshan! Don't pretend to be someone else. Be careful not to become stupid by pretending to be someone else!" Luo Zhiyuan's light, clear and powerful voice reached his ears, and Song Jianjun's face suddenly turned from red to extremely red. Gloomily, he slammed the table and cursed angrily: "What the hell are you talking about? Who are you talking about?" Luo Zhiyuan smiled brightly, "Of course I'll blame whoever is pretending" After saying that, Luo Zhiyuan grabbed his own Pack, get ready to evacuate after get off work.  He was already very irritable because of his father's accident. He had endured Song Jianjun for a long time, but when he saw that he was still pushing the envelope and acting like a villain, he didn't want to endure it anymore and simply took advantage of the situation to explode in a big way.  There is no need to endure it anymore. This is generally the truth.  "You get out! The Current Affairs and Information Department doesn't want you, get out!" Song Jianjun was so angry that his lips were trembling. He raised his hand and shouted, his voice trembling.  Luo Zhiyuan smiled coldly: "Anbei Daily is the official newspaper of the Anbei Municipal Party Committee, not a small workshop run by Song Jianjun's family - I am an official reporter of the newspaper, not working for you Song Jianjun! This is my office, my  What right do you have to deprive me of my right to work? If you want to expel me, fine, let the Human Resources Department issue a transfer order for me!¡± ¡°Also, I advise you to keep your mouth clean, I respect you as an old comrade, but  If you curse again, I will be rude to you!" When Luo Zhiyuan spoke, his expression was high, and the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a hint of domineering.  Huo Xiaoping looked at Luo Zhiyuan from the side, her two slender eyebrows slowly raised, her eyes twinkling.  Luo Zhiyuan's performance today completely overturned her impression of him. She suddenly felt that Luo Zhiyuan now had a fundamental change from the past, becoming a little strange, a little strong, and even a little gangster.  Luo Zhiyuan walked away.  Song Jianjun was breathing heavily, standing there and cursing, and "greeted" reporters from several nearby offices who were getting ready to get off work.  Lao Huang hesitated for a moment, pointed to the quartz clock on his head, and reminded: "Director Song, hurry up and submit the manuscript, it's getting late!"  After scolding Song Jianjun, he let out a bad breath, and Luo Zhiyuan suddenly became conscious.  I walked out of the newspaper office building refreshed, got on my motorcycle in the evening darkness, and sped away towards home.  He was walking along the road, and when he was about to turn, he suddenly saw a white Santana car approaching diagonally with its headlights on. He was startled, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the curb on the side.  He narrowly avoided the Santana car again, but his motorcycle could not be controlled at this time, and he was thrown away.  Fortunately, he braked subconsciously, and his body suddenly flipped over with his legs and landed on the ground. The motorcycle continued to rush forward and hit a French plane tree, making a loud bang. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The white Santana car braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road.  A beautiful woman in a white dress got out of the car in a panic, ran over and leaned over to look at Luo Zhiyuan, who fell to the ground and groaned slightly, and said urgently: "Are you okay?"  Hot and sticky, obviously injured.  He tentatively moved his hands and feet slowly. Although it was in severe pain, he could still move and there were obviously no fractures.  He let out a long breath, sat up with his hands on his hands, and glanced ahead. His motorcycle was lying quietly under the plane tree on the curb, and it had already turned off.  He then looked up at the woman who almost hit him. Under the bright streetlight, he noticed the slightly pale and charming face in front of him, and was stunned and silent.  It turned out to be Tang Xiaolan!  Why is it her?  "It doesn't matter. I'm sorry, I didn't see you turn Let's do this. I'll drive you to the hospital to see. You're injured and there's blood!" Tang Xiaolan waved her hands anxiously, stood up and walked towards the car.  Luo Zhiyuan thought she was going to drive away, but unexpectedly she took a pack of tissues from the car, squatted down, and tried to wipe Luo Zhiyuan's wound.  Luo Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, it doesn't matter to me!" He looked down at the large piece of blood on his arm, and even though his legs were covered by his pants, there was still blood seeping out, and he knew that he had suffered this time.  A minor skin injury.  He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to Tang Xiaolan, "Miss Tang, give me a hand!" Tang Xiaolan stretched out her hand, and Luo Zhiyuan grabbed her.With her warm and elastic little hands, she endured the pain and stood up.  He ignored Tang Xiaolan and stumbled over to look at his motorcycle. When he saw that the bumper and exhaust pipe on the ground half were severely deformed and twisted, he knew it was over and needed major repairs.  Tang Xiaolan Yingying came over and said with a smile: "You are injured, I will take you to the hospital and check the wound first." Luo Zhiyuan shrugged and pointed to his motorcycle, "What should I do with it?" "You take a moment  Wait." Tang Xiaolan hesitated, then returned to the car and took out his mobile phone, dialed a number and asked someone to come and help.  "Wait a moment, I'll have someone come over to help, take your car to the repair shop, and then I'll take you to the hospital for medical treatment. I'm really embarrassed Don't worry, I will be responsible for your medical expenses and car repair expenses.  "Tang Xiaolan smiled softly and saw Luo Zhiyuan sitting on the curb, lighting up a cigarette and puffing away smoke. She slowly walked over and looked at him and said, "Sir, have we known each other before?" Luo Zhiyuan spit out a  Smoke ring, smiled: "Ms. Tang, I know you, you don't know me!" Tang Xiaolan was surprised: "Excuse me, are you" Luo Zhiyuan laughed: "I am a reporter from Anbei Daily, at the event of Huatai Group  , I just met Miss Tang. " "Oh, so you are a reporter - sir, what is your surname?" Tang Xiaolan stood next to Luo Zhiyuan, her slender and graceful figure stretched very long by the street lamp.  Luo Zhiyuan raised his lips slightly: "My surname is Luo, Luo Zhiyuan." Tang Xiaolan said oh again and stopped talking.  Tang Xiaolan stood there quietly, her eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of worry floated on her beautiful face.  Luo Zhiyuan pinched out the cigarette butt in his hand and remained silent.  After all, the two of them are still strangers, and there is actually nothing to say.  Tang Xiaolan obviously had something on her mind. Once she fell silent, her worries appeared on her face and she couldn't hide them.  Of course, she seemed to have nothing to hide from Luo Zhiyuan, a stranger she met by chance.
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