Yun Jianqiu said angrily: "It's called personnel matters!"

"specific?"

"This bastard was on duty at Sihai Bahuang Building and collected a lot of empty wine jars."

Yun Jianqiu said: "On the day he got married, everyone went to congratulate him, and according to your instructions, Mr. Fang, we guarded the hall and gave Qin Fang a generous dowry according to the standards for marrying a daughter."

"Then everyone who went to congratulate and have a wedding banquet brought two gifts, one for Qin Fang and one for Er Laizi."

"Then the lame Hong Er actually brought out the Iron Blood Platform Fifty Years treat. Everyone felt embarrassed when they saw it, so Hall Master Yuan took the lead and said that he could not apologize for his brother's feelings, and everyone made up for it again.

A gift.”

"But when the banquet was over, the wine jar was opened, and everyone drank. This was not the 50-year-old iron-blooded platform! It was actually Jiuliangxiang, and it was just ordinary Jiuliangxiang... After taking the first sip, the entire guard fainted with anger.

Everyone in the hall..."

Fang Che held his forehead with one hand and had a black line on his head.

I really don't know what to say.

At that time, I discovered that he had this tendency, and even gave me a special warning. But I didn't go, and this bastard actually did it anyway.

"Then what?" Fang Che said feebly.

"Then... after everyone discussed it, I drugged him."

Yun Jianqiu coughed and said, "Half a bag of it is gone."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Fang Che was stunned.

"What happens next?"

"And then, when this bitch came out to propose a toast, he actually kept saying that the Fifty Years Iron Blood Table was good, the wine was expensive, and so on, and he had the nerve to ask everyone whether the Fifty Years Iron Blood Table he prepared was good or not...

When everyone got angry and stopped him from talking, I gave him the remaining half bag of Guaguaisan and put it into the wine jar."

"Then...it was said that the wedding night was all about that...it didn't work anymore. Until now..."

After Yun Jianqiu finished speaking, he coughed, stood aside uneasily, lowered his head and remained silent.

Fang Che only felt a stomachache.

I was holding my stomach and didn't know what to say. My whole body was messy in the wind.

Such a weird thing...what a shame!

Yuan Jingjiang rubbed his hands, coughed, and said, "Well, actually... it was my idea."

Fang Che was speechless: "I said, you...is this the time to compete for responsibility?"

Everyone was chattering for a while.

"Then what?" Fang Che asked.

"Then until now...it still doesn't work." Yun Jianqiu drooped his head.

"What the hell..."

Fang Che was stunned.

How to deal with this matter?

"I said you guys are really convincing to me. Cripple Hong Er did something wrong indeed, and even if you beat him to death, it doesn't matter. But you can't think about Sister Qin. This is her newlywed.

Night, the big day of my life!"

"Moreover, her former husband was still our colleague, and he died for the task of guarding the main hall."

"If we were just talking about the cripple Hong Er, we wouldn't be able to beat him to death."

"But you should also think about Qin Fang."

Fang Che twisted his face, wanting to be angry but couldn't help laughing, which made his face look a bit funny.
Chapter completed!