The masters cannot.
The masters felt that Chen Dingrong's words were really ambiguous, and were so scared that they almost ran away overnight, saying that they were selling their art but not their bodies.
But how could Chen Dingrong allow them to refuse?
As a seasoned official, he was quite adept at exploiting the rules. Seeing this, he sneered and pulled out his phone: "If you don't go, I'll report you to the Urban Management Bureau!"
That's pretty despicable.
The masters looked at each other, were so angry that they fell backwards, and immediately pushed Chen Dingrong away, packed up their stalls and ran away, all in one go!
It was so fast that Chen Dingrong didn't react at all.
"Master, wait, wait..."
Chen Dingrong also wanted to give up.
But when he thought that there was no man in the house, but there might be more male ghosts, he felt uncomfortable. After thinking for a second, he set his sights on the fat monk and chased after him.
The fat monk was already fat, and being chased so desperately, he felt helpless and angry, and he really couldn't run anymore.
He began to reason with Chen Dingrong.
"Sir, the relationship between us is like that between a dung beetle and a coal ash—nothing!"
"Even if you chase me, it's like slapping your thigh to scare a tiger - it's useless!"
Chen Dingrong didn't care whether it was useful or not, as long as he caught up with the person, he would not let go.
In the end, the fat monk was so frustrated by Chen Dingrong that he had to admit it.
"It's not that I don't want to go, Fatty. But to be honest with you, I'm just a nobody—I don't have any real skills. If I really go out on a mission with you, it would be like living in hell—I'd never see the light of day again!"
Chen Dingrong took these words to heart, but he hesitated for a moment and still did not let the fat monk go.
"You've been setting up a stall here for so many years. Even if you don't have any real skills, you should know one or two real masters, right?"
"Introduce me to someone, otherwise... otherwise I will report you tomorrow!"
“…”
The fat monk was almost pissed off by Chen Dingrong. When the thin Taoist priest, who hadn't run far away, heard this, he couldn't help but push someone to Chen Dingrong.
——Although they had only met once, the little Taoist nun, Qiao Qiao, still shocked them.
Chen Dingrong: “…”
Chen Dingrong never expected to hear Qiao Qiao's name here. His expression turned pale and blue, very artistic. This time, he didn't need the two of them to waste any more words. He slapped his thigh and turned away.
He still didn't want to believe that such a little girl had any real ability.
What's more, he just heard from the fat monk his self-analysis as a liar?
What if Qiao Qiao is just more clever than them?
Well, that's a reasonable idea.
Chen Dingrong was convinced by himself again.
"I must still be sick!"
He was dejected, but he didn't dare go home. He sat at the office and fell asleep. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
“Snap—”
My face, why does it hurt so much?
He struggled to open his eyes and saw the familiar black shadow hammering at him.
“…”
"Wuwuwu... I don't dare anymore... I don't dare anymore..."
In a daze, Chen Dingrong seemed to have had a messy dream. When she woke up, not only were there slap marks on her face, but even her butt was almost swollen!
"hiss--"
Early the next morning, the young people who came to work heard the noise and ran over. Seeing the tear marks on their leader's face, they gasped in surprise.
Chen Dingrong felt both ashamed and hurt so much from the beating that he gasped in pain.
"Old Chen, how about... I take charge of today's meeting for you, and you take a couple of days off?"
“…”
Old Chen was at a loss. Now he couldn't even say that he was mentally ill.
He went out under the strange looks of the crowd, and not long after he walked, he met the Yan family, a famous entrepreneur in Qingshan Province.
"Haunted?"
"We are familiar with this matter!"
They were both engaged in construction in the same area. Yan Sangning's father and Chen Dingrong were not old acquaintances, but they could barely be considered old acquaintances. After chatting for a few words, they clapped their thighs with confidence.
Old Chen looked at Yan's father's affirmative eyes and felt a ray of light in front of his eyes. Before he could be happy, he heard Qiao Qiao's name again.
“…”
It's outrageous!
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Chen Huai's departure had a big impact on the program team, but not that big either.
Two days later, Wang Mapi thought of his excuse and called the big boss behind him. Instead of being angry, the boss was happy and insisted that he seize this opportunity.
"Before, weren't you afraid to go too far because you were restricted by that Chen Huai and Chen Dingrong behind him?"
"Now, Chen Dingrong has determined that the damn girl is a liar, and Chen Huai has left. Do you still have no idea?"
“…”
How could Wang Mapi be without any ideas?
The reason why he dragged it out for these two days was to have enough "language art scripts" to guide the big boss to say this sentence.
"Go, turn it on, turn it on now!"
After being beaten by the big boss, Wang Mapi was radiant, like a little eunuch who got chicken feathers, and he was so proud of himself.
He immediately stopped Qiao Qiao, who had just returned to Qingshan Village reluctantly after watching the "kneeling durian" excitement at Lin Pingting's uncle's house for two days.
That attitude has become extremely domineering.
"Chen Huai has withdrawn."
"From today on, everyone will be divided into two groups. The ones leading Ma Dashan's group will be you and Xiaoli!"
Qiao Qiao: “…”
Qiao Qiao didn't say anything.
She was silent for a moment, thought for a moment, reached out, took a towel from Tao Xiaohong, and began to wipe the sweat from her palms while staring at Wang Mapi's beer belly.
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