I have nothing to fear after schizophrenia

When Wu Bing went out, he collided with a tall man who rushed in.

Smith Jin was wrapped in a large white bath towel around his waist, his clothes were still unchanging, and his golden hair was still dripping water. He looked anxious, and he walked around Wu Bing who was knocked back, "Wash... "

Wu Bing was still wondering why Smith King behind him suddenly fell silent. When he turned his head, he happened to see Li Xi shaking his hand that he hadn't had time to put down. When he looked up, he saw Li Xi's sharp eyes. Wu Bing was clear , exited the room quite tactfully, and closed the door for the two of them by the way.

The mood for a walk was gone. When I returned to my room, Manager Liang was leaning against the bedside and playing with his mobile phone with great interest. The message sound 'ding dong ding dong' kept on coming, and he didn't even look up.

Wu Bing looked down at the dust marks on his shirt and trousers, feeling a little complicated, and went to the bathroom to tidy up with a frown.

Ever since I got to know Li Xi, I seem to have had a lot of bad things, or in other words, this guy has always been involved in the bad things I have encountered recently.Fate is also a strange thing. When you don't know each other, you can't meet it, but after you know each other, you can meet it everywhere.

Wu Bing lay on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking vaguely, that kid must have a hidden disease, but it's not enough for outsiders to understand. Seeing Smith King's expression, he should know about Li Xi's hidden disease.

Speaking of Smith Gold, Wu Bing opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at the exuberant person in the next bed, and felt that it was necessary to discuss with him the research of Wanshi Group.Sitting up from the bed, "Manager Liang, what do you think about Smith King's survey of Wanshi Group?"

After observation and analysis, Smith King has no intention of cooperating with them at all. As for why he still hangs them when he has no intention, it may be due to some commercial considerations.

"Oh."

oh?Wu Bing raised his eyes, and after waiting for a while, he saw him smiling obscenely, still holding the phone in both hands and typing frantically, and the word "oh" was enough?

When they set off together to pick up Smith King at the airport during the day, Wu Bing felt that Manager Liang was guarding against him everywhere, and his words were full of words. If the boss of the unit hadn't appointed the two of them to come together, this person would never be willing to go with him.

When in contact with Smith King, he also seemed to isolate himself intentionally or unintentionally, with an inexplicable sense of superiority from beginning to end.To put it nicely, the two are in a superior-subordinate relationship, but more of a competitive relationship.Everyone wants the meat and potatoes of a big customer.Not to mention that this person is still a newcomer to the unit, and it is the moment when he needs to establish his prestige with a big list.This time the boss arranged for him to act with him, probably because of this.

If you encounter soft nails, you will be unhappy, but you can't show it too much on the face.Wu Bing withdrew his cold eyes and swiped at the phone. While he was waiting, the phone rang twice, and there were two messages.

The first one comes from Wang Dali: "Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

The second one is still Wang Dali: "Hey, I just heard that two unlucky people were trapped in the elevator. You said that this hotel is shameless, and you are ashamed to spend so much money."

Wu Bing smiled, deeply sympathized, and turned back, "One of the unlucky ones is me."

Wang Dali replied in seconds: "Luck is so good, who is the other unlucky guy?"

In Wu Bing's mind, there appeared in Wu Bing's mind the fragile appearance of Li Xi, who was sweating profusely in the elevator, but he firmly refused to go to the hospital afterward. The finger that was about to press the word paused, deleted and re-typed, "Brother Wang , you are too busy to panic, are you concerned about this kind of thing?"

"Oh no, Xiao Wu is here to drink."

Wu Bing refused immediately, "No drink, I've already fallen asleep." Just kidding, just now he was helping that drunk Li Xi, who was trapped in the elevator by accident, and he didn't want to help another person tonight.As soon as the message was sent, Wang Dali sent another one at the same time.

"I have a piece of news about Smith Gold. It should be related to the research of Wanshi Group. If you want to know, come down and see you at the bar on the second floor."

Wu Bing stared at this message and began to hesitate.As far as Smith Gold's oil and salt are not coming in, what special news will Wang Dali have?As soon as I made up my mind, I stood up decisively, greeted the people in the room, and went down to the bar on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the door, Wu Bing quickly walked over after looking for Wang Dali's back after a cursory glance.As soon as he sat on the chair in front of the bar, Wang Dali yelled.

"Fuck, isn't it, Xiao Wu, can you be poorer? You still have the nerve to hold your phone in your hand after it's broken like this?"

Wu Bing put the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, feeling a little annoyed, "Sir, tell me quickly, what's the news?"

"What news?" Wang Dali squinted his eyes, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Wu was suffocated, could it be that he didn't have any news at all, and just made up a random reason to lie that he came out to drink with him?After taking a look at his square face, he braced his knees and prepared to leave.

"Hey~" Wang Dali pulled him back to the chair, feeling unhappy, "Can you fucking have a sense of humor and play with you?"

Wu Bing imitated his expression 2 minutes ago, and also squinted at him, meaning that he would like to talk but not talk, not to talk down.

Wang Dali leaned over his head mysteriously, and after seeing Wu Bing dodge for a while, he deliberately moved closer, then stopped in Wu Bing's sneer, touched his nose, and then said, "Hey, let me tell you, you have to thank me If I, if I hadn't woken up early in the morning, you would have found that Yankee gone."

What?Wu Bing was stunned for a moment, didn't quite understand, and reacted, "What do you mean? Slip away?"

Wang Dali didn't answer the call immediately, but unfathomably took out the phone, fiddled with it and handed it over.

Wu Bing took it in doubt, and looking down, it was a recording from a mobile phone.Wu Bing tried to raise his eyes to look at him with certainty, and only after seeing the other party nodded his head did he click on the recording.

In the recording, Smith King no longer speaks fluent Chinese, but speaks English, as if he is talking to someone on the phone.The recording time is not particularly long, but the content of the conversation is clear enough for people to understand what he is talking about.

After listening to it, Wu Bing's immediate focus was not what Smith King said, but that Wang Dali would secretly record the content of other people's calls.

Wu Bing's face darkened, and he frowned, "Brother Wang, what's the matter with you? It seems disgraceful to do this." After all, he is also the boss of a private company, although the scale is small.

Wang Dali withdrew his phone, and it made sense to be indifferent, "You think brother, I like to record this stuff, it's not that this Yankee suddenly stopped speaking Chinese."

Oh, Wu Bing understands, it's because you don't understand English when someone speaks it, and you come up with such a bad idea on purpose.