Chapter 658 Sword Power

And the new director Wang Jianwei was raising his eyebrows and loudly scolding the person standing with drooping hands: "Humph! I think you are a pure useless waste. You can't do this little thing well. If you go down to supervise those supervisors, you will excuse yourself in every way, saying that you can't push too hard. In the end, it's not that you haven't completed the task. Humph, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that you, the position of deputy director, will soon come to the end!"

The round head and round body of the man standing with his head and hands down under the hall, who else can he be if it's not the king watermelon? At this moment, under the scolding of Wang Jianwei, he sweated heavily and kept raising his hand to remove the sweat rolling down on his forehead. What a momentum is in the middle of the real immortal. Although he is still in the late stage of Tianxian, he still can't stand Wang Jianwei's intimidating eyes. He just lowered his head and listened obedly and dared not refute it.

And Wang Jianwei still scolded coldly: "Huh! It's really difficult that you don't know how to save such fat. No wonder people call you Wang Watermelon. I don't know how to cultivate such a shape until the late stage of the immortals. It's really eyeless! In this way, he also became the deputy director of the Wang family's mine. It's too embarrassing for our Wang family to spread this! I really don't know what the last traitor director thought and would promote you!"

When Wang Xigua heard this, he couldn't help but jump and frowned slightly. He was most afraid that others would say that he had a piece of compost on his body. This was caused by the skills he practiced, and he could not change it. Moreover, the previous director also had a kindness to himself. Listening to Wang Jianwei's words, he was insulted and couldn't help it. He whispered and said, "Your Excellency, this is caused by my subordinates' practice of skills. It's not my willingness to grow this fat! Besides, the charge of the previous director has not been implemented. Isn't it said that there is no evidence? Shouldn't he be a traitor?

"Huh! Wang Xigua, do you still dare to say it? Wang Jianwei heard that there was a trace of dissidence in Wang Xigua's mouth, and his face darkened and he asked angrily.

Wang Xigua's whole body suddenly became cold, and he shuddered slightly. He quickly explained, "I dare not. What the director said is very true. I also feel that this fat is really unsightly! It's just..."

"Huh! Nothing, the skill you chose is garbage, which gives rise to such a garbage character as you. As for your old master, although there is no evidence now, the facts will eventually prove that the man must be a thief. Otherwise, how can so many fairy stones in the whole warehouse disappear? You defend your old master so much, is it possible that you are also involved in it? Wang Jianwei's face was as heavy as water, and he shouted angrily!

When Wang Xigua heard the words, he was so scared that he knelt down on the ground with a "plop" and sweat all over his body. The clothes on his back were glued to the skin. He said in a lament, "How dare you do such a great rebellious thing? The director is clear!"

Wang Xigua is scared this time. How dare he carry such a big charge on his head? Although he knows that even the previous director will not do such a thing, he dares not speak for the innocent director again. If he can't do it well, he will send himself in!

"Huh! I don't dare you, Wang Xiguai, the director will give you another month. Go down and supervise all kinds of supervisors. The number of fairy stones next month must meet the standard I told you!" Wang Jianwei snorted coldly and gave the order.

When Wang Xigua heard the words, the cold sweat on his head fell down his fat face and pleaded, "Director, now there are many complaints among mining slaves. These days, the number of suicides has gradually increased. In addition, there are hundreds of people who can't complete the task, and the number of mining slaves is not enough. This task is really It's a little heavy, please ask the director to understand!"

"Huh! Wang Watermelon, are you tired of living? How dare you talk like this? There are not enough mining slaves. Won't you buy more? Wang Jianwei was furious and scolded coldly.

Wang Xigua only felt awe-inspiring sword in front of him, and suddenly there were countless goose bumps on his body. His skin was painful, as if he had been cut open. He couldn't help leaning back and still explained respectfully, "Director, the number of people who have risen these days is not large, and we are due to the reality. The quantity is insufficient. Few fairyland traffickers send mining slaves to us, so this mining slave is not easy to buy!"

Wang Jianwei wanted to embarrass Wang Watermelon. Naturally, he didn't care about Wang Watermelon's explanation at all. He snorted coldly and said, "Humph! Wang Xigua, the number of mining slaves is insufficient. Do you want the director to mine in person?

"How dare my subordinates have such an idea? What I said is the truth! Please ask the director to make it clear!" As Wang Xigua said, he kept kowtowing his head. He was also worried that Wang Jianwei was angry and cut off his watermelon-like head with a sword, which was very bad. Wang Jianwei was the direct son of the Wang family. He seemed to be killed on the spot even if he was killed on the spot. .

Wang Jianwei didn't want to say more. He said bluntly, "Well, Wang Xigua, you don't have to pretend to be so pitiful. I don't bother to make more noise with you. You go down quickly to complete what I assigned to you. See me a month later. If something goes wrong, don't say it. Your deputy director's position is not guaranteed, and you have to be careful of your head!"

Wang Xigua suddenly sat on the ground when he heard the words. He thought that the task could not be completed. In this way, he was afraid that he would live in a few days!

At this moment, a lazy voice next to him sounded, and his tone was full of gloating: "Ha ha, I said Lao Wang, didn't you hear the order of the director? Why don't you act? Do you want to disobey the order?

Wang Xigua looked at the speaker and saw that the man was handsome and a beautiful man, but a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed with a cold light, which destroyed the image of the man.

"Huh! Zhang Li, you and I are both deputy directors. Why do you dictate to me? I will obey the order of the director, and you don't have to worry about it!" When Wang Xiguai saw Zhang Li, his eyes were full of hatred and scolded.

It turned out that this person was Zhang Li who framed Gongsun Wuwang in those years. Now he is also the late stage of Tianxian and the deputy director of the Wang family mine!