Back to the company's warehouse to pack things, not far from the door to see Huang Jianren holding a cigarette Erlang legs leaning on a chair in the warehouse door, looking at people with his nostrils, like a full or warehouse warehouse management longevity, hateful people have the same expression and gesture.

As I passed by him, his foot suddenly turned cold arrows and stepped on my toe. I stumbled forward to catch a box in front of him, but missed it. I fell to the ground with a splash. I crawled up and said, "Lao Tzu killed you!"

But Huang Jianren came to help me with a crying mouse...