Although the corridor in the dormitory was not long, Wang Xiaoming cleaned it very carefully, and even extended the sections that needed to be cleaned to the concrete floor at the door of the dormitory, causing the cleaner who was originally cleaning there to completely lose his enthusiasm for work and became an inspector who inspected sanitation - and he was an inspector who could not find any mistakes.

After Chu Zhao was slid to the floor at the door of his house twice by an ice rink, he finally learned from his mistakes and gave Wang Xiaoming a serious job of patrolling the building and checking hygiene.

Since then, Wang Xiaoming, the head of the cleaning department, finally touched the tail of the word "in charge" and officially launched a post.

Although Barr has complained about wandering around the Ginju building aimlessly every day, his complaint is really a "micro" word for the quick recovery of his body in the Black Star Bead.

"You've checked three floors." Barr complained behind him.

Wang Xiaoming held a hygiene inspection form in his hand and carefully checked what he did and what he did not.

"You have checked three floors!" Barr's voice rose slightly.

Wang Xiaoming stopped.

Bar raised his eyebrows. Humph, he finally heard it.

"Oh no, there are only three floors, and there are still five floors left. Let's go quickly." Wang Xiaoming scratched his forehead with his pen holder and continued to walk forward, but fell head-on into Barr's arms.

"Why are you standing in front of me?" Wang Xiaoming just took a step back and was surrounded by a pair of strong and powerful arms.

While holding him firmly in his arms, Barr said to himself: "No wonder humans don't like their wives to show up in public."

"No, now society advocates equality between men and women, and your wife can also hold up half of the sky." Wang Xiaoming replied subconsciously, then looked up and said, "And the distance between us cannot exceed five meters, so even if you want to not show up in public, there is no way."

...

Barr let go of his hand, curled his chin, looked at him in a weird tone and said, "Did you understand something wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Wang Xiaoming asked perfunctorily, his eyes still scanning the corridor's hygiene.

"I am the husband in our relationship." Barr felt that this must be figured out. He didn't want to fight this all day long like Lucifer and Michael.

Wang Xiaoming's wandering eyes suddenly focused on his eyes, "Ah?"

"This requires 'ah'?!" Barr was very dissatisfied. "In a husband-wife relationship, the strongest party is the husband." And it is obvious that he is the strong party.

Wang Xiaoming frowned and thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

...

"What does it mean?" Could it be that he meant that he reluctantly gave it to him?! Barr grinded his teeth and hooked his chin with the urge to scratch him hard.

"You are your husband." Wang Xiaoming repeated.

Barr's face cleared a little, "Hmph. Just remember."

The cell phone in Wang Xiaoming's pocket suddenly rang.

He answered the phone and the security guard informed him that a guest was walking in his direction and suggested that he enter the stairwell first and wait.

The rules that only appear when customers need them are loved by most guests. Because the people who come here are successful people with great reputation, power and power, but the nature of this place is not very prominent, so for customers, there are fewer people who can be seen - although this is a kind of self-deception.

Wang Xiaoming walked into the stairwell.

But Barr stood outside the stairwell, staring at the direction of the visitor with his chest in his arms.

Wang Xiaoming said worriedly: "You don't want to change people again, are you?"

Barr said angrily: "Do you think I like to change people around?"

...

He really thought so.

Wang Xiaoming nodded secretly but did not make a sound.

Bar said: "I will only remove them when I want people to disappear."

...

So, judging from the number of times he changes people, what he likes is not to change people around, but to make people disappear?

Wang Xiaoming stuck out his tongue.

"Bah!"

A man suddenly roared from the other end of the corridor, and then something hit the wall. A mural hanging on the wall fell down and hit the ground with a bang.

Wang Xiaoming quietly pushed the door open a small gap and looked at it with his eyes.

I saw a middle-aged man with big belly and sparse hair poking drunkenly at the forehead of a young man squatting by the wall.

"What do you think! I bought yours... Do you know? The whole body, food, and clothing you have, are all your clothes! I'm asking you to find Xu Yiming now... and ask you to find someone!" He stretched out his legs and kicked the young man, "I won't go yet!"

The young man was kicked twice in the thigh, but he still stood up and smiled as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Ming has gone to the hospital. He has taken several days off and will take a few days to come back."

"Hospital? What hospital? The person who fucked him, he was not a foal. He had to go to the hospital for a miscarriage after being fucked too much." The middle-aged man muttered for a long time, and suddenly slapped him with the back of his hand, "What the hell are you?!"

The young man's fair face turned slightly red, his lips twitched twice, and he wanted to have an attack, but he forced himself to suppress himself: "If Mr. Yu doesn't like me, why not go back and choose the one he likes to change it?"

"What do you like? Where is Xu Yiming? I like Xu Yiming!" Mr. Yu started to make trouble again.

Wang Xiaoming was so excited when he saw the passion. He had seen scumbags many times, but Zha Cheng and Mr. Zhang were not of the same level as Mr. Zhang. He whispered to Barr: "Why don't you turn him away?" He had been looking forward to Barr's power since just now.

Barr shrugged, "I think it's quite interesting."

“…”

What's interesting about this?

Wang Xiaoming scratched the door, but didn't notice for a moment. The door was pushed open by his head, and his center of gravity fell out unsteadily.

Fortunately, Barr took his collar in time...

Mr. Yu and the young man watched him fall out, stopping at the 45-degree angle between his face and the ground, and then erected fifty degrees, sixty degrees...90 degrees.

Wang Xiaoming twisted his neck and said dryly: "I'm here to patrol the building and check the cleaning work."

“…”

Wang Xiaoming grabbed the neck and rubbed his hands nervously for several times, "The Ginguan, the ground of the Ginguan is quite clean."

“…”

"You guys seemed to be very busy just now." Wang Xiaoming's face was almost froze, but the two people on the other side still had no reaction at all.

Barr was very happy to watch the show, and he didn't mean to help at all.

"You said," Wang Xiaoming covered his mouth with his hands and whispered, "I'm walking back to the stairwell now. Will they pretend that nothing has happened?"

Barr thinks the plot is well designed, "You try it."

Wang Xiaoming really tried it, moving his legs back little by little.

The young man suddenly said, "Are you an employee of the service department?"

Wang Xiaoming paused his heels and said with a stiff smile: "Yes. Can you... see me?"

The young man stretched his chest with one hand, raised his other hand and pretended to hold his face, blocking the half of the cheek that had been beaten, and smiled and said, "You have good martial arts skills."

...

Martial arts?

Wang Xiaoming thought blankly: Is it considered a level of degradation that the magic from Chu Zhao's mouth turned from martial arts?

"Are you interested in making a lot of money?" Mr. Yu burped and walked up with malicious intentions.

The young man stretched out his hand slightly, but shrank back.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Mr. Yu's shaking figure, then looked at Barr's cold expression, and kindly reminded: "Don't come over again."

"I'll pour me a glass of sober tea for Mr. Yu." After the young man said that, he turned around and ran away.

Wang Xiaoming sighed: "Did he know Superman is going to transform, so he made it apart?"

Barr sneered: "He was afraid of causing trouble, so he made it aside."

As he was speaking, Mr. Yu had already walked up to him, "One night, ten thousand!"

It was only after Wang Xiaoming that he found out that he actually had the capital to make a platform after entering the Golden Hall. From Mr. Zhang to Mr. Yu... he had already ordered the order for the second time.

Bar said: "Where do you want him to sleep?"

"Well, no one can die."

"As you wish." Barr snapped his fingers.

Mr. Yu, who was about to reach out to touch Wang Xiaoming's face, blinked and found that his eyes were dark and he could not see anything.

...

“Where is this place?”

"Is anyone?"

“…Is it a human or a ghost?”

"Hello?!"

...

Wang Xiaoming looked at the empty corridor and said curiously: "Where did you get him?"
To be continued...