"m|lgbd." Zhao Lingjun, who was sitting on the toilet, couldn't help but curse.

Through the glass windows of the bathroom, Zhao Lingjun saw the asphalt on the road emitting a slight heat. The air seemed to be sticky and turned like melted chocolate. In the sky, there was not even a trace of wind. Even the leaves of the sycamore tree that were sunken on both sides of the road were drooping and motionless.

In previous years, the weather was very cool in June, but this year's weather was abnormal. God didn't know what medicine he took wrong. After June, the temperature soared. Like today, it was even more outrageous, and the highest temperature reached 38 degrees. On the way to and from get off work, Zhao Lingjun felt that he was about to be fucked by the sun.

If it was just like this, it would be fine. But when Zhao Lingjun returned to his home, he found that there was something wrong with the entire community, and all the power was out of power.

Zhao Lingjun picked up his cell phone and made countless complaints, and finally had to enter his room like a can. The heat wave in the room made Zhao Lingjun almost faint. Just when Zhao Lingjun decided to go out and find a place to cool down, Zhao Lingjun's stomach hurt like a knife.

When he was rushing to the bathroom and sitting on the toilet, Zhao Lingjun thought of the bowl of beef ramen that he had eaten for dinner at a roadside stall before he came back. At that time, Zhao Lingjun thought that the bowl of beef ramen tasted a bit strange, but Zhao Lingjun thought that the boss of beef ramen had launched a new flavor and had a lot of fun eating it.

In the next ten minutes, Zhao Lingjun sat on the toilet and almost fainted. When he finally finished pulling, Zhao Lingjun discovered a very serious problem.

That is, Zhao Lingjun found that the toilet paper had been used up in his bathroom.

To deal with the problem of not bringing toilet paper, Zhao Lingjun had several ways to deal with it as early as the first year of college. For example, if you shout, who borrowed me a newspaper to send me a messenger, or ask other students who came to the toilet to do good deeds and help bring two toilet papers. But at this time, Zhao Lingjun understood that there were only two methods that were applicable.

The first thing Zhao Lingjun wanted to use was the first type, which was disgusting, but economical, and cleaner, without any toxic side effects. So Zhao Lingjun lifted the lid of the water tank on the toilet and wanted to take some water out of it to flush his butt. But after seeing it, Zhao Lingjun almost fainted.

The water in the toilet was almost gone. It turned out that today's community was not only powered off, but also even the water was also cut off. When he first entered the bathroom, Zhao Lingjun habitually flushed the toilet.

After the first plan failed, Zhao Lingjun began to implement the second plan. Zhao Lingjun's dormitory roommate tried this second plan. At that time, Zhao Lingjun's roommate used ten water tickets to solve the problem that troubled Zhao Lingjun now. However, Zhao Lingjun has graduated for nearly a year, and those cheap water tickets have disappeared without a trace like the girls from the Industrial and Commercial Academy where Zhao Lingjun secretly loves.

So when he took out his wallet, Zhao Lingjun hoped that he could find some expired invoices in his wallet. If it really didn't work, he would use the one or five yuan.

But when Zhao Lingjun took out his wallet and looked at it, he thought he had received higher education and was a civilized person, but he couldn't help but curse, "m|lgbd."

Originally, Zhao Lingjun usually had some expired invoices and discount coupons issued by some merchants, but today there were no such things in Zhao Lingjun's wallet.

And what made Zhao Lingjun crazy the most was that the smallest denomination in Zhao Lingjun’s wallet today was fifty.

Sometimes, when people get unlucky, they will really get stuck in their teeth when drinking cold water. Zhao Lingjun used fifty banknotes to do dirty things while thinking sadly.

"A day's salary, I got a WC, and it was gone."

When he came out of the bathroom with his pants, Zhao Lingjun wanted to bring a knife to the supervisor of the water and electricity department to fight desperately. But at this time, Zhao Lingjun suddenly heard many people making noise, as if calling his own name.

"Zhao Lingjun...Zhao Lingjun...get down quickly."

Zhao Lingjun looked up and realized that he was not hallucinating because of excessive grief and anger. Many people were calling their names downstairs in one of his buildings.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Lingjun went downstairs uneasy and thought, "Did they smell something? I knew that after I finished WC, I had no water to flush the toilet? Or did I know that I had no toilet paper just now and wiped my butt with fifty dollars?"

"Why are you so slow? You've only gotten out now." A fat guy said to Zhao Lingjun angrily.

"m|lgbd, I can go as I want, hurry up and slow down, can you care about you?" Zhao Lingjun really wanted to say this first, and then kicked the fat man in front of him like a garbage can, which reminded people of a pile of chubby, unmade, oily, and disgusting braised pork. However, after Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath, he forced himself to smile like a spring breeze and rain at the man who made him feel extremely nauseous, and shouted at the fat man with goose bumps when he heard it, "Mr. Zhang."

The fat man named Zhang by Zhao Lingjun is Zhang Chong. Like his name, he is indeed very heavy. A weight of nearly 200 kilograms is probably enough to crush Zhao Lingjun to death. But the reason why Zhao Lingjun dared not kick one off is because this guy works in the same company as Zhao Lingjun, and his level is three levels higher than Zhao Lingjun, and he has a nickname "boiler worker" known to the entire company.

Zhang Chong is the manager of the human resources department in the company and has great power in his hands. Of course, he is not a boiler manufacturer who burns boilers. The reason why he has such a nickname is because his characteristic is to fan the flames.

A big deal, he could say something like an incident in front of the general manager. He was one minute late and said it in his mouth, and the impact he had was as bad as a day off work.

In short, this fat man is a person who hates everyone in the company and wants to hang him alive. It is estimated that since the company was established, countless people have thoughts of pulling this man out and lighting the sky lantern.

To be honest, everyone in the company knows that Zhang Chong has nothing to do except fan the flames and report on the news. But until now, Zhang Chong is still alive and is more comfortable than anyone else. And none of the people who offended him seems to have a good end.

There is only one reason, because Zhang Chong happens to be the general manager's brother-in-law.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Lingjun tried hard to prevent himself from showing any disgust for this guy.

"Excuse me." A voice that seemed to be smearing honey sounded in Zhao Lingjun's ears. In the stuffy June weather, Zhao Lingjun felt that there seemed to be honey flowing on his body.

If such a voice sounded at a certain voice telephone station, it is very likely that the man who heard this voice had already gone to prepare toilet paper. Zhao Lingjun always believed that if it weren't for the popular face-to-face video and other things, it would no longer be popular to make voice calls, the owner of this voice had been popular for a long time and became the top celebrity in a certain voice telephone station.

But now Zhao Lingjun heard this voice and felt that his eyes were dark. Zhao Lingjun felt that he could be distracted at any time.

Because the face of the owner of this voice has long been unforgettable for Zhao Lingjun.
Chapter completed!