"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

"Xiao Jing, get up and practice morning exercises."

The voice of the devil came from nowhere in my sleep.

Tang Jing rolled up the quilt and started to lie: "I won't practice today. I slept too late yesterday, so I just squinted for a while."

"You were the first to come back yesterday. When I accompanied Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong to have a heart-to-heart talk yesterday, you came back first." Tang San refused to end Tang Jing's unreasonable explanation.

Tang Jing, who had his head covered in the quilt, was speechless for a moment, and then he couldn't help but think of what happened after he came back last night. This memory made Tang Jing sober up.

Ji Ming is really hateful. I have never seen such a scheming guy who would take advantage of other people's sympathy.

Last night, Tang Jing paid the price of his myocardial infarction and asked his beautiful and kind-hearted Xiaowu Sister to put an end to the Ning Rongrong incident.

Yesterday was really tiring for Tang Jing. He walked around Shrek twenty times, served as Oscar's spiritual mentor, and then walked (flyed) to Soto City.

This is not over yet, he and Ma Hongjun also played a two-on-two game in the Soto Soul Fighting Arena. I thought that this would be the end and I could go back and have a good rest. Who would have thought that Ning Rongrong would squat down to face her.

It's really difficult. If it weren't for being so difficult, how could Tang Jing be willing to bleed out his own personal treasury like this?

After finally getting rid of Ning Rongrong, after taking a shower, he happily lay down on the bed. Just when Tang Jing closed his eyes and prepared to "coma", Linglong Pagoda unexpectedly cue him crazily.

No, it was his good subordinate Ji Ming who was cueing him crazily.

At that time, Tang Jing was stunned. When he saw that it was Ji Ming who was cueing him, he immediately woke up.

Who knows that in Tang Jing's impression, Ji Ming is an honest and hard-working civil servant of the Holy Tower? Tang Jing thought that Wang Gaozhuo was trying to trick him behind his back by cueing him in the middle of the night.

[Private chat——Hope to tie the gods with locks]

[Ji Yisuo is a god: Leader, leader, are you there? 】

[He hopes to lock the gods: Tower master? Tower owner? 】

[Ji Yisuo ties the gods: Are you asleep? 】

[A small tower: No, what's wrong? 】

[A Little Tower: Does your future father-in-law have any new ideas? 】

Responding to Ji Ming's news, Tang Jing's mind was preparing for the option of calling Wang Gaozhuo.

[Ji uses the lock to tie the gods: No, no, no, it has something to do with it. 】

[A small tower:? 】

What's going on? Xiao Ming, you've also learned the habit of half-talking from Xiao Gu, haven't you?

Xiao Gu thought about all kinds of magic circles every day and became very weird. Ji Ming was obviously a diplomatic player and was very good at speaking. Today he started with such a deliberate start.

Tang Jing had an ominous premonition.

[Ji Yisuo ties the gods: Uncle Wang knows about me and Miaomiao]

Then what? After all, they don’t want me to handle it, Tang Jing thought to himself.

If Tang Jing gets involved in this kind of thing, Ji Ming will really want to play GG in the laughter of Xiao Gu and Sakura. Of course, even if Ji Ming really thought this way, Tang Jing would not get involved.

The top floor of the Holy Tower is already chaotic enough, but Tang Jing doesn't want to add fuel to the fire.

[Ji Yisuo God: So I need some private time to deal with these things]

[Ji Yisuo ties the gods: I may be too busy these two days]

[Ji uses the lock to tie the gods: can I please invite you]

[Ji Yisuo is a god: help me deal with the documents of the past two days]

Just as Tang Jing thought, Ji Ming didn't ask Tang Jing to mess around. He came to ask the tower owner of the Holy Tower, who never did anything, to help him handle official business today.

[A small tower: no, no, no, no]

Just kidding, in order to get rid of a lot of official duties, Tang Jing only did the official duties that he had to do, and he was willing to get a salary that was only one silver soul coin higher than Ji Ming and the others. How could he be willing to help the Third Master of the Holy Tower with his official duties?

However, the rejection just now was a bit too firm and decisive. Tang Jing thought for a while and added a few words.

[A small tower: I believe you can do it with your ability]

[A small tower: I just entered Shrek Academy, and I encountered another difficult incident today. I guess I have been quite busy during this time.]

Still feeling that his rejection was a bit blunt, Tang Jing thought about it and made a small suggestion.

[A small tower: How about you ask Sakura? 】

Then Tang Jing watched helplessly as Ji Ming withdrew in seconds.

[Ji Yisuo ties the gods: Only a fool would ask her [Beep——] She wishes Miaomiao and I were separated! 】

[Ji Yisuo God withdrew a message]

Tang Jing actually wanted to say, don't withdraw, I've seen it all. However, the Internet social etiquette inherited from his previous life made Tang Jing choose to pretend not to see it.

After all, he is Ji Ming's boss, so it's hard to say "Someone just offered to treat me to hot pot, but he withdrew it" or something like that.

All I could do was wait and see what kind of flowers Ji Ming could come up with.

[Ji Yisuo God: I have already asked her about the business licenses for all her recent production and business activities in the entire Holy Tower area]

[Ji Yisuo is a god: She is also responsible for the relevant bidding of Shengta First Comprehensive University]

[Ji uses the chain to tie the gods: the master of the Jifen Tower is already too busy to touch the ground]

The evidence is convincing. If Tang Jing hadn't seen the content of Ji Ming's retraction, he might have believed Ji Ming's lies.

But it was true that Ji Yinghua was busy. After all, the Holy Tower had only been announced for a year, and it had occupied such a large area. It was also arguing with big forces like Tiandou, Xingluo, and Wuhun Palace every day.

Tang Jing actually believed that his subordinates were too busy to deal with emotional problems.

But believe it or not, it is impossible to work.

[A small tower: What about Xiaogu and the others? Don’t even have time? 】

[Ji Yisuo is a god: I have asked everyone who can speak. I can't let the people below me know about this kind of thing, can I? 】

[Ji Yisuo is a god: And there are many things where the authority of the people below is not enough. 】

This is indeed the truth, but... Tang Jing still doesn't think much about it.

Ji Ming, who was on the opposite side, probably sensed Tang Jing's unwillingness and sent a very, very, very long voice message over.

In the voice, Ji Ming started from how he and Wang Miaomiao shed blood for the Holy Tower, and said that if this major crisis cannot be handled well, it will have several huge impacts on the daily work of himself and Wang Miaomiao.

The tearful plea at the end of the voice is the finishing touch. Just listening to the voice makes people imagine the scene where Ji Ming burst into tears.

If Tang Jing hadn't known the acting skills of the deputy director of the Holy Tower War Ignorance Bureau very well, he might have been really impressed.

[A small tower: OK, let me send you your materials first]

Okay, I was still a little moved, just the squinting sympathy.

The next second, Tang Jing wanted to strangle this last bit of sympathy to death.

Just listen to the ding-ding-dong-dong sound that symbolizes the receipt of the file.

[Document "Opinions and reply letter on the handling of the proposal for the first representative meeting of Santa Barrac City (not processed)"]

Ah, looking at this long name, it was a document that Tang Jing didn't want to read, let alone write a reply letter.

[Document "About 587 preliminary selections for the site of the next holy tower (pending preliminary selection, after the selection, the tower owner will be transferred)"]

Seeing the Turret Master mentioned in the file name, Tang Jing was a little convinced that he was not Ji Ming's first choice. After all, it was impossible for me to transfer myself.

[Document "Further deepening the special rectification actions for the formalization and transparency of Douluo Field-related industrial chains (handling attachments 1 to 4, transferred to Director Wang Gaozhuo)"]

……

After briefly browsing the file names sent by Ji Ming, Tang Jing wanted to regret it.

This was too much. It was expected that Flanders would train for a whole day tomorrow. Tang Jing felt that he might not be able to bear it.

Before Tang Jing could finish thinking of the polite rejection message, "Sorry, I will... tomorrow," following the documents, Ji Ming sent another carefully prepared thank-you essay of about 800 words.

At first glance, it was clear that he had been prepared and prepared very carefully. This 800-word essay was so complete that Tang Jing was embarrassed to refuse.

So, in order not to affect the training for the next day, Tang Jing stayed up almost the whole night.

Just when Tang Jing had finally finished handling most of these miscellaneous matters and was emptying his mind to fall asleep, a devil-like sound came from the Linglong Pagoda.

[Private chat - Saplings beside Xiaoling Bamboo]

[Saplings beside Xiaoling Bamboo: Xiaojing QAQ]

Tang Jing:? ? ? What does Miaomiao want from me? Shouldn't she be discussing with Ji Ming how to deal with Wang Gaozhuo now?

[Saplings beside Xiaoling Bamboo: A friend of mine cried to me all night long, saying that her fiancé was messing around outside and she couldn’t do anything about him. 】

Tang Jing:! ! !

Suddenly, Tang Jing's thinking ability was at full capacity and he came up with an equation in an instant.

Miaomiao chatted with her friend all night = Miaomiao was not with Ji Ming = Ji Ming clearly had time to handle his own affairs at night = Ji Ming cheated him.

Tang Jing: %@%#%! (bad language)

No matter what Ji Ming's purpose is or where he borrowed his courage, he can't think about anything else this year except his basic salary. It's all gone.

snort! The more I think about it, the angrier I get! Even the buckles can't relieve my anger!

Tang Jing got up excitedly, followed Tang San to do morning exercises, and went out to eat with Tang San Xiaowu.

I still couldn't find anything delicious today, which made me even more angry.

By the time a group of three people arrived at the Shrek Stadium, apart from Oscar, the other Shrek students had already arrived. only……

Zhu Zhuqing played with her mobile phone with a cold face, tapping quickly on the screen with her hands, as if the people around her didn't exist, and the only real person was the person chatting with her on the other side of the phone.

Ning Rongrong stood not far from Zhu Zhuqing, her face still a little pale, looking down at the ground wondering what she was thinking, her mood still seemed very low.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were gathered together, chatting about "twins" and "eating meat and drinking soup". It looked like they were whispering, but in fact the volume was so loud that even Tang Jing and the others could hear clearly even from dozens of meters away. Chu.

Sensing keenly who these two were provoking, Tang Jing pulled Tang San away from these four people.

Xiao Wu should stay with Tang Jing and Tang San, it wouldn't feel good. It wouldn't feel good to stay with Ning Rongrong or Zhu Zhuqing, let alone Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, it would be even worse.

Xiao Wu was in a dilemma, and finally chose to stand alone and play with her mobile phone like Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

A quarter of an hour later, Flanders arrived belatedly, and this torn apart scene appeared in front of him.

Alas, the team has grown and people’s hearts have dispersed, making it difficult to lead them.