best son in law

Chapter 63 The Conscience of Heaven and Earth

A group of people left Song's Pharmaceutical with the expressions on their faces as exciting as possible.

If it weren't for the fact that he still has some face on weekdays, just looking at Mr. Li's swollen face at this moment, he would laugh out loud.

Although these guys don't say anything, their eyes are more piercing than Zhen.

Mr. Li couldn't stay on his own, he hummed twice, and turned back into the car with his head sullen.

The driver turned his head and looked over. Seeing his old face that had suddenly gained weight, Mr. Li stared back, which shocked the driver so much that he didn't dare to speak.

His cheeks twitched, and he hid his smile in a daze. It was at this time that he suddenly realized that being a driver is also a tiring job.

Bang, slap on the seat, Mr. Li's face was ashen, thinking back to the scene in the office, how ugly his face was.

As long as I think of the appearance of Ark, I will itch with hatred.I can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

And through the car window, looking at the guys outside who are still together, pointing and discussing something, they are even more angry.

"Smile, smile! Laugh at your mother, you all wait for me, there will be a day when you will look good!"

He snorted angrily, unable to stay any longer, hurriedly beckoned the driver to drive quickly, and ran away without a trace.

Looking at the figure of the car leaving in embarrassment, the group of people couldn't hold back any longer, clutching their stomachs, leaning forward and backward on their waists.

"If you want to be a fool, make a fool of yourself, you deserve it." Almost everyone had the same thought.

It's just that they didn't say it out. After laughing enough, they tacitly put away their postures and resumed their serious appearance.

Turning his head and glanced at Song's Pharmaceutical Industry, he frowned and muttered: "Didn't the Song family find a wild man's son-in-law? That kid surnamed Fang seems to have a bit of a temper and is capable." .”

"Who doesn't have a temper, so impolite, without quality at all, what is it if it's not a savage?"

"That's right, this kid is an uneducated savage, he is shameless, and he dares to give us shame."

"I didn't see you talking just now." The person who spoke before couldn't help joking.

"You know what! What are our identities? Are you a pharmacist and a bitch cursing the street? It just lowered our status!"

The person at the exit snorted softly, and at this moment he still didn't forget to put gold on his face.

However, everyone else nodded with a serious look on their faces.

Anyway, the one who was cut off was the old bastard surnamed Li, and he was a group of people, so he couldn't lose face.

Everyone agreed not to continue this topic, and then someone frowned and said in a low voice: "Young Master Jiang told you about this, so it's not easy to go back like this!"

"Who said we failed, we just came to test the wind first. Okay, let's find a place to add up!"

After all, it is someone else's territory, and it is not appropriate to talk about this kind of thing in a big way here.

A group of people got into the car together, one by one, and soon left from Song's Pharmaceutical.

Upstairs, Fang Zhou stared indifferently at the figures of the cars going away, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hands to caress and tidy up, and the sound of salsa, salsa, kept ringing.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say you were going to the workshop?"

Song Chuman also turned from upstairs at this time, glanced at the figure by the corridor, and asked with a frown.

Only then did Fang Zhou come back to his senses, walked over with a faint smile, and said with a playful smile, "I see that the sky is suddenly cloudy, so I'm worried about the rain?"

"Anyway, we have a car, why are you worried? I think you just want to be lazy!"

"Heaven and earth conscience." Fang Zhou looked at her aggrievedly, glanced at the warehouse, and immediately thought about it, "Aren't I afraid that when the rain comes, the medicinal materials we bought will become moldy?"

Song Chuman was stunned for a moment, as if he had been reminded, he took a look outside, and then said: "You are right, I will ask someone to take a look."

This time it was replaced by Fang Zhou, who said that serious people, both men and women, look better than usual.

But for being so serious about a joke, Fang Zhou is too embarrassed to say it, especially looking at her cute frown.

"God bastard, I have scolded you a lot before, but this time, let it rain a bit, you don't know how beautiful my wife looks with a sad face, the more I look at it, the more I want to see it!"

I don't know how long it has been since Fang Zhou tried to communicate with the deaf man again.I just don't know if God heard him or not.

He was thinking to himself, but Song Chuman didn't have the mood to bother him, so he did what he thought, and immediately got in touch with the warehouse supervisor, asking him to walk around in the warehouse, in case there was a water leak or something.

On the other side, Song Hongda couldn't calm down.

For a company that has long been driven into the bottom of the valley, it is not easy for all the bosses to come together this time.

This may be a perfect opportunity for Song's Pharmaceutical to turn around, no, it is a great opportunity to take off.

However, everything was messed up by that savage, the more he thought about it, the more unhappy Song Hongda felt.

"This bastard, he's more than successful than he is, it's just, it's just..." He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but he almost couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"No, this scourge, if you stay at home, it will be bad sooner or later. Our family finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering, and we can't be ruined by this savage again!"

Clenching his fists, as if he had made up his mind, Song Hongda hurriedly took out his cell phone and called his wife.

The man didn't know what he said, so he hung up the phone after a while, and walked to the workshop. Seeing Fang Zhou talking and laughing with a group of workers, his determination suddenly became stronger.

"You bastard, we've had enough fun eating and drinking for nothing for so long. The Song family doesn't need your shit-stirring stick!"

After murmuring silently, Song Hongda felt uncomfortable staying there, so he simply shook his head and left the workshop.

The appearance of this old thing naturally failed to hide from Fang Zhou's keen perception. He was talking to a group of employees and glanced at the door indifferently.

"I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time. The bustle comes out one after another. Anyway, I'm idle anyway. I don't have any fun. What's the point?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Fang Zhou's face was full of indifference, but he wanted to see what kind of tricks his father-in-law was going to play after Song Hongnian.

Anyway, she doesn't have much, just enough time.

"Mr. Fang, come and see if the machine is broken. I feel like it's running faster than before!"

"Old Wang, let me tell you, do you treat me as a mechanic? Why do you come to me when there is a problem with the machine?"

Fang Zhou turned around and chatted and laughed with the staff all of a sudden.