Chapter 1587 The "Chit Action" once, the dissolution of a certain bureau is about to happen

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"I want a beam of light in this world to be used for me, a stage to be used for me, and someone to be used for me. This is very important to me."

"Almost hate most of the world, but there is always a part of it that keeps me."

"Movies? I like watching movies very much, and I am often very moved. There are many things that cannot be solved in life. You can find ways to do it through movies."

"Of course I have to thank the movie because it gives me food and dreams to do—"

The simple and relaxing atmosphere on the third floor of the Longcheng Ice Room is filled with.

The summer breeze mixed with the heat of "Mars" pounced into the window, blowing the laziness in the afternoon, and the ivy on the exterior wall rustled, as if it was cooperating with the elongated cicadas.

On the windowsill, the bright flowers wilted and hung their heads.

In front of the window, facing the mottled light and shadow, a woman in a white shirt with wrinkled texel was sitting.

Inside the shirt, the shadow of black lace is revealed.

Lazy, she had a big curly hair in Hong Kong style, with a plain face facing the sky and a variety of postures. She held a cup of frozen lemon tea in her hand, which was long and hiding a rebellious feeling.

The moving ceiling fan lightly blew his mouth and blew out the warm wind.

It was like a silk that led the way to pick up the scattered, and itched in the throat, as if it was still there...

The plump and sleepy Gong Li sat leaning against the single sofa and accepted an exclusive interview with Hu Yinmeng in front of him.

This interview program is a "celebrity interview" program jointly launched by "Harabazaar", TGC Fashion and Zhongtian TV. Once it was launched, it attracted much attention. These days, such interview programs are still very novel in the Chinese-speaking area.

The latter put on a little makeup and painted light makeup, with bright eyes and unconcealed curiosity staring at Gong Li in front of him.

The fitted silk long skirt outlines the beauty of her intellectual beginnings and time passes.

Like sweet springs, the heat of the water eases the temperature.

Like jasper, it makes people feel more thorough and more cautious.

"People are born in a state of consumption. No matter how you fill it in it, your barn will never be filled. From the moment you are born, everything on your body is lost, consumed, and leaving. Are you afraid that you will grow old one day? Are you afraid that you will be forgotten?"

"Why don't you appreciate your aging? I will accept me at every stage. I feel that my life and I have a sense of distance, but also a sense of tolerance."

Gong Li's eyes were sincere, "I may be more afraid of being forgotten, not because I am afraid of being forgotten by others, but because I destroyed the characters I created..."

“So you’ve been ruining yourself to create different characters?”

"Yes. I think actors must be willing to destroy themselves, otherwise it would be boring to be in the same state forever."

Hu Yinmeng stared at Gong Li so naturally, looking at him with eyes open and admiring.

The lighting, photography, assistant, makeup and other staff were all outside the camera, looking at the ordinary interviews in front of them.

The boring cicadas outside the window originally made the summer afternoon sleepy, but the atmosphere created by the two made the wind no longer dry, and it felt quite comfortable and distant, as if I brewed a pot of tea for my soul, making people unable to help but drink it lightly and enjoy it quietly.

"ah!!!!"

In the dirty and fishy ice storage in the kitchen, a pot of ice mixed with ice was splashed over, causing a howl and a trembling sound of teeth.

The thin man with a nose and a tumor on his chin flipped through the camera in his hand, pulled out of the film, looked in the direction of the incandescent lamp for a few seconds, and tilted his head.

He pulled over a high-power lampshade and stabbed the man in front of him with scars tied to the chair by a hemp rope. His eyes were dull, his whole body was trembling, and his lips turned blue and white due to the loss of temperature.

"How many thousand yuan a month are you going to have to do with your life?"

"Will you just hand it over?"

"Hello, I'm happy, everyone,"

"Why..."

While persuading, he waved to his subordinates and signaled to continue.

Two men in fork pants held a dirty rag with blood stains, covered each other's face, picked up the bucket, and slowly poured the ice water on each other's face-

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The man with tumor shook his head and made a regretful sound of "tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

The man lifted the rag.

The man with pale face and snot and ice water flowing, and his eyes were rolling around still said nothing.

The man with tumor instantly fell cold and he pressed his hands.

When the subordinate saw it, he continued to cover the rag on the other person's face and started pouring water. Suddenly, the man kicked his legs randomly as if he was electrocuted.

Seeing his subordinates holding the man who was struggling to accept the waterboard, feeling the other party's suffocation and survival, the tumor man indifferently fucked the blood-stained steel pipe on the edge--

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

"Bang--"

With the dull and heavy sound that made people's teeth tremble, one of the legs that the other party kicked and kicked suddenly broke out at a terrifying angle, and the flesh and blood stuck to the trouser legs. The shocking scene made people creepy and their scalp numb.

"He was dizzy."

A man flipped through the other party's eyelids and turned his head to move the tumor that was rubbing his numb hands.

"Haha, are these people so hard?" The man with a tumor opened the door of the cold storage with his head holding the camera and film.

"Film--" Someone wanted to speak but stopped.

"Do you have any objection?"

"No, it's just the boss..."

The man with tumor stopped and looked at him coldly, scaring the man so much that he lowered his head and dared not look at him. The former then withdrew his gaze—

Bang!!!

"Give it! Give it! Don't you want it?"

"The rain is cold!!"

"You teach me how to do things again??!!! You teach me how to do things again?????!"

"Do you think you're the side?"

The man with tumor suddenly started to rise, swung the camera on the other person's face, rushed over, swung it on his head one after another. This unexpected behavior scared everyone else. When they reacted, the man had just fallen to the ground, his face was blurred, and blood flowed...

After beating for a while, he panted and held his waist back, stretched out his fingers and pointed it out, "Ha... called on... to take him to see a doctor."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked around, "This guy deliberately angered me, have you seen it? Ha?"

“Yes yes ~”

"He intentionally angered you."

"Sin deserves it~"

Several subordinates quickly agreed, and someone secretly glanced at his companion who fell to the ground and couldn't stand it. He looked reluctant, but he didn't dare to refute.

After all, ‘It’s a few thousand yuan a month, what’s the point of having a life!’.

"It costs several thousand yuan a month, and it still has to work hard for the government."

"Hey, what are you trying to do? If you want me to say it, it's better to go other roads... It's better to be a lawyer or a judge."

In the kitchen, Fat Cheng, who was holding a shovel in his hand, smiled and looked at Su Liyao, who was also stroking his arms and rolling his sleeves to help the kitchen.

Holding a pair of long chopsticks in his hand, he motivated the large intestine in the oil pan.

Fried large intestines are considered a special snack on the streets of Hong Kong Island, especially in Mong Kok Temple Street. The golden and shiny pig intestines are called skinless roast goose here. They are very delicious with dipping sauce.

It is hard to believe that several billionaires are frying large intestines in the kitchen as stuffy as sauna...

"Shut up." Luo Dong, who had a square scarf on his head to prevent the fume from being cold and warm, gave the cut side dishes to his big head and thick neck, "You are not going to demote the elderly in the company because of a few thousand yuan..."

"That's different. I'm an anti-corruption project. It seems to be a few thousand yuan for the time being, but when you find a cockroach in the sun, there may be countless cockroaches behind your back. A few thousand yuan seems to be a small amount of money, but the nature is different.

Besides, it was because I knew he was an old man that I gave him a chance, just to demote him, otherwise I would ask the ICAC to intervene." Fei Cheng picked up the soy sauce pot next to him and squeezed it hard. The soy sauce pot was as bad as the stomach, and with a puff-

"Can't we change tools in the kitchen of our store as big as ours?"

"Brother Cheng, everyone has used this, and it's easy for everyone to grasp the measurement. Besides, this is still the one left by Brother Zu at the beginning... This is also considered to be rich." The chef in the kitchen who was helping Fei Cheng next to him smiled and turned around.

"Look, the company is only authoritative now. It seems that the boss farts is a golden rule. Without breaking the inertia and this kind of class solidification, the company will not have vitality."

Fei Cheng scolded the chef, "Besides, if you are a chef, you don't study recipes, what kind of Zhouyi is studying? You are so expensive. Do you want to ask Brother Zu to frame your dragon underwear and hang it on the head of your bed? Maybe your wife will give you a big fat boy right away."

"Then Brother Zu's underwear is probably not washed." In addition, the old man who was washing vegetables joked, "In this way, is your wife a child begging? Or stealing someone?"

"Go and go, stay wherever you are cool, you are all there."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The chef who was teased blushed and argued, and his mouth was full of difficult words, such as "a gentleman is not a good weapon" and "blessed brother Zu" that made everyone laugh, and the kitchen was filled with joy.

Obviously, this topic can hit the fun people's points.

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To be continued...