Chapter 3008： 【3008】Similar to mental illness
Chapter 3008 [3008] Similar to mental illness
"Mr. Wu, the goods are here."
It is said that the samples from the manufacturer were delivered to the door on a special trip. Wu Lixuan went out to sign for it.
"Our President Wu's words are so beautiful." The employees of the company who followed her took pictures of her little boss's flattery.
Wu Lixuan rolled her eyes. However, as a businessman, signing a name requires learning to write beautifully, so as not to be laughed at and not cultured.
"What's beautiful? A person who hasn't graduated from elementary school, what can he write to look good?"
The woman who spoke came out of the elevator on the floor. She looked in her fifties, wearing jewels, jade bracelets on her hands, and gold chains on her neck. The skin is well maintained. To be honest, the lady doesn't look old. With the addition of clothes, there is a bit of beauty. Only when the lipstick-smeared mouth opened, it was full of vitriol, and the chubby round face instantly turned into a triangular monkey face.
Several company employees looked at each other in dismay, and had a hunch that something was going to happen.
Wu Lixuan's complexion changed drastically, and the imprint of this woman was always deep in her mind.
People remember happy things better or tragic things better. The answer is obvious, it must be a better memory of sad things. Because the human brain inherits ancestral genes and develops the most basic neural reflex chains, remembering these lessons will help the human body automatically avoid similar injuries in the future and prevent further injuries.
Wu Lixuan's legs unconsciously wanted to walk away, as far as she could go.
In terms of character, she has never been a girl who loves to quarrel with others. She is not afraid of winning if she doesn't quarrel, but some people can quarrel you even if they don't win. She is like a lunatic. Say no.
"Where are you going, are you guilty?" The other party took three or two steps and walked in front of her, the red nails raised like a demon almost poking her in the face.
When others come to provoke them, it is useless to run away. Wu Lixuan calmed down and said to several employees, "It's time, everyone, get off work."
"Yes, President Wu." Several employees obeyed the boss's order and left.
"Are you afraid that you will lose your face if they see it?" The other party looked even more proud when she saw her calling someone to leave.
"You're the one who lost your face." Wu Lixuan said, "You're a liar."
"I lied, what did I lie?" People like this kind of mental illness will definitely not admit it.
"Your son is not dead. Do you dare to say that you are not lying?"
"Will I curse my son to die?"
This woman treats everything she said as fart acting.
Now, everyone can know who this woman is, Fang Qinsu's mother Li Yaohong.
"That's what you told me back then, that he was dead." Wu Lixuan argued with the other party.
"You say it again, can I curse my son to die?" Li Yaohong was not at all afraid that he had said this before.
"You came here thinking like this?"
"What can I do? You caused my son to get into a car accident back then. I didn't ask you to pay for the medical expenses. It's good that I just let you leave him. As a result, what did you do to him last night?" Li Yaohong said. She took out a few newspapers in her bag and slapped the paper in front of her with her hands.
The other party made a loud noise in her ear, nothing more than trying to scare her.
Speaking of which, after the tickets were sent out, He Xiangyu sent her a text message after watching the performance saying that everything went well, and she didn't care anymore. After all, she had already made up her mind to stay away from that person and never meet again.
(end of this chapter)
"Mr. Wu, the goods are here."
It is said that the samples from the manufacturer were delivered to the door on a special trip. Wu Lixuan went out to sign for it.
"Our President Wu's words are so beautiful." The employees of the company who followed her took pictures of her little boss's flattery.
Wu Lixuan rolled her eyes. However, as a businessman, signing a name requires learning to write beautifully, so as not to be laughed at and not cultured.
"What's beautiful? A person who hasn't graduated from elementary school, what can he write to look good?"
The woman who spoke came out of the elevator on the floor. She looked in her fifties, wearing jewels, jade bracelets on her hands, and gold chains on her neck. The skin is well maintained. To be honest, the lady doesn't look old. With the addition of clothes, there is a bit of beauty. Only when the lipstick-smeared mouth opened, it was full of vitriol, and the chubby round face instantly turned into a triangular monkey face.
Several company employees looked at each other in dismay, and had a hunch that something was going to happen.
Wu Lixuan's complexion changed drastically, and the imprint of this woman was always deep in her mind.
People remember happy things better or tragic things better. The answer is obvious, it must be a better memory of sad things. Because the human brain inherits ancestral genes and develops the most basic neural reflex chains, remembering these lessons will help the human body automatically avoid similar injuries in the future and prevent further injuries.
Wu Lixuan's legs unconsciously wanted to walk away, as far as she could go.
In terms of character, she has never been a girl who loves to quarrel with others. She is not afraid of winning if she doesn't quarrel, but some people can quarrel you even if they don't win. She is like a lunatic. Say no.
"Where are you going, are you guilty?" The other party took three or two steps and walked in front of her, the red nails raised like a demon almost poking her in the face.
When others come to provoke them, it is useless to run away. Wu Lixuan calmed down and said to several employees, "It's time, everyone, get off work."
"Yes, President Wu." Several employees obeyed the boss's order and left.
"Are you afraid that you will lose your face if they see it?" The other party looked even more proud when she saw her calling someone to leave.
"You're the one who lost your face." Wu Lixuan said, "You're a liar."
"I lied, what did I lie?" People like this kind of mental illness will definitely not admit it.
"Your son is not dead. Do you dare to say that you are not lying?"
"Will I curse my son to die?"
This woman treats everything she said as fart acting.
Now, everyone can know who this woman is, Fang Qinsu's mother Li Yaohong.
"That's what you told me back then, that he was dead." Wu Lixuan argued with the other party.
"You say it again, can I curse my son to die?" Li Yaohong was not at all afraid that he had said this before.
"You came here thinking like this?"
"What can I do? You caused my son to get into a car accident back then. I didn't ask you to pay for the medical expenses. It's good that I just let you leave him. As a result, what did you do to him last night?" Li Yaohong said. She took out a few newspapers in her bag and slapped the paper in front of her with her hands.
The other party made a loud noise in her ear, nothing more than trying to scare her.
Speaking of which, after the tickets were sent out, He Xiangyu sent her a text message after watching the performance saying that everything went well, and she didn't care anymore. After all, she had already made up her mind to stay away from that person and never meet again.
(end of this chapter)
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