"Um?"

When he came to the bottom, Wang Xiaobo found that the manager was actually carrying a small stool for fear of death. I don’t know if it was because of the little strength or because the small stool was too heavy. Every time the manager picked it up and took a step, he had to rest. Wang Xiaobo couldn’t bear it anymore. Fortunately, there was a small here. If there was no small one, I’m afraid this man would be unable to get along with a big one.

"Sir, this stool is a bit of a kind. If you really can't move it, let me do it!"

Wang Xiaobo paused for a moment and said to the man.

"How could it be? I feel very light!"

The manager said to Wang Xiaobo very pretentiously.

"Pretending to be struck by lightning, pretending to be bitten by a dog, pretending to be struck by a dick, pretending to be struck by a dick, and the lightning strike and dog bite, it depends on how long you can last!"

Seeing this, Wang Xiaobo gave the manager a very contemptuous look, moved the largest sofa and walked upstairs.

"Damn, they are all people with similar figures, why is the difference so big?"

The manager looked at Wang Xiaobo's relaxed appearance and opened his surprised eyes widened.

"Gong practices martial arts every night, and you masturbate every night, which is why the gap lies!"

Wang Xiaobo replied in his heart, he knew clearly what this guy was thinking!

"Forehead……"

Just when Wang Xiaobo moved the penultimate item to the office, the manager also came to the office with the small stool. Looking at the manager's sweaty face and blushing face and thick neck, Wen Jing was a little surprised and couldn't speak. The manager used to give her a very sunny and boyish side, but today she gave her the image of a woman with no power.

"Manager Tang, are you tired?"

Seeing the manager put the stool at the door, Wen Jing immediately said.

"Haha... It's okay, I'm very strong!"

After saying that, the manager wiped his sweat, clenched his fists, and showed his muscles to Wenjing. Wang Xiaobo was only laughing. His thin arm, which was as thin as wheat straw, was still showing him in front of Wang Xiaobo. He was really showing off his skills, and he was playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong!

"Hmm? Why are you laughing at?"

The manager was not happy at first, but now he found that Wang Xiaobo was smiling here, and immediately felt a little unhappy.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about it. If you are used as a piece of material, you can't even get on the table!"

Wang Xiaobo took a deep breath and said.

"Damn, which moving company are you from? You are so rude? I want to complain to your company for your rudeness!"

Manager Tang became immediately popular when he heard Wang Xiaobo say this.

Wang Xiaobo was just a porter, and he dared to make fun of him, how could he tolerate it? If Wen Jing hadn't been by his side, he would have started to curse.

"I am so narrow-minded, it's not something that a manager-level person should have!"

When Wang Xiaobo heard the sound, he smiled slightly and said another sentence.

"you……"

When Manager Tang heard Wang Xiaobo say this, he immediately turned into a pig's liver. He wanted to get angry, but he couldn't even get it out.

"Okay, Manager Tang, let's just let this matter go, it's not a big deal!"

Wenjing is here to be a peace deal.

"Wenjing...I, okay!"

Manager Tang wanted to say something, but seeing Wen Jing favoring Wang Xiaobo so partially, he didn't know what to say, so he had to give up. However, the eyes that looked at Wang Xiaobo were full of anger. It was obvious that he wanted Wang Xiaobo to look good. Of course, Wang Xiaobo looked at this look of Manager Tang very disdainful.

"There is the last one, Manager Tang, didn't you say you were very strong? How about we lift it up?"

Wang Xiaobo said to Manager Tang, who was standing not far away.

"this……"

Hearing the sound, Manager Tang's face immediately changed from pig liver to a slightly pale color. He knew the weight of this thing. The sofa below had at least four or five times the weight of this stool. Even if he was twice the weight of the stool, he couldn't afford it!

"Okay, let's go!"

However, in front of Wen Jing, Manager Tang would not compromise or show weakness. Besides, Wang Xiaobo is an enemy and must not lose to him.

"Heaven commits evil, and tourists commits evil, and they do it themselves, and they cannot survive!"

When Wang Xiaobo passed by Wen Jing, he muttered in a low voice. Wen Jing couldn't help laughing, but she also followed Wang Xiaobo and the others. He wanted to see how this manager carried this piece of furniture with Wang Xiaobo.

"bring it on!"

Wang Xiaobo came downstairs and said something to Manager Tang, who looked at his eyes on the opposite side with a little dodging.

"All right!"

Manager Tang heard the sound and knew that he could not escape. He said to Wang Xiaobo, completely losing the momentum he had just now. This sofa was really too fucking heavy for him.

"Wenjing, what are you doing here?"

Just as the two were about to lift the sofa, a voice that was familiar to Wang Xiaobo came over. The owner of this voice was Dongfang Yun.

"Finally, there's no need to lift it!"

When Manager Tang saw Dongfang Yun, he suddenly felt that the stone that could not breathe at all fell down. Dongfang Yun came, and Manager Tang must go up and say a few words. Now, you can hand over the task of moving the sofa to Wang Xiaobo!

"Brother, why are you here?"

Wenjing was a little surprised to see Dongfang Yun coming. She obviously didn't expect his brother to come here.

"Haha...yes, there is an important thing to do today, so I'll prepare it in advance, oh, Manager Tang is here too!"

Dongfang Yun said at the end, glanced at Manager Tang and greeted him.

"Haha... Hello, Young Master, isn't this helping Miss Wenjing move things!"

Manager Tang said politely to Dongfang Yun.

"He is..."

Finally, Dongfang Yun turned her gaze to Wang Xiaobo's body with his back facing him and asked in confusion. At this moment, Wang Xiaobo was wearing a white shirt and a tie, which made him feel strange.

"He is a porter!"

Manager Tang immediately said something when he heard the sound.

"Is that so familiar!"

Dongfang Yun muttered when she heard the sound. Seeing this, Wang Xiaobo's heart suddenly broke out and he complained secretly.

"Brother, he is really a porter!"

Seeing this, Wenjing said anxiously, if his brother went to see Wang Xiaobo, I wonder if he would lose his temper with Wang Xiaobo. After all, Wang Xiaobo has an impolite criminal record!

"Is that so nervous about doing a porter?"

Seeing this, Dongfang Yun said to his sister, and Wenjing's face turned pale when she heard the sound.

"Young Master Dongfang, long time no see!"

Wang Xiaobo knew that he would not be able to hide this time, so he turned around and said to Dongfang Yun who was about to come. Seeing this, Wenjing's face was a little pale and said in her heart:

"It's over. If my father finds out, he will be scolded to death!"

Manager Tang next to him was puzzled, how could a small porter know the name of Dongfang Yun?

"You...why did you come here! Let's go to the office!"

When he saw Wang Xiaobo opposite, Dongfang Yun was shocked first, and then said happily. He didn't expect that Wang Xiaobo would be here, and even more unexpectedly, Wang Xiaobo would be a porter here.

"Haha... I thought I would meet you here!"

Wang Xiaobo touched his nose and said to Dongfang Yun.

"Who, oh, Manager Tang, didn't you just say you were helping here? I'll leave this sofa to you. Xiaobo and I have a lot to say, "That, sister, do whatever you should do!"

After saying this, Dongfang Yun led Wang Xiaobo upstairs.

"Hey, wait for me, if I hadn't brought Wang Xiaobo here, you wouldn't have seen him!"

Seeing that his brother was not as angry as expected, but was still here as if he had not been sure of his old friend for a long time, Wen Jing shouted and chased him, leaving Manager Tang who was staring blankly here. He never expected that such an end would end.

"Xiaobo, why don't you say something when you come?"

Dongfang Yun, who was walking in the stairs, said a little complaining to Wang Xiaobo.

"Aren't you afraid that you will get angry? Besides, Wang Xiaobo is here to help me, not to see you!"

Wen Jing, who was chasing behind, replied with a little unhappy voice.

"You...why am I angry with Wang Xiaobo?"

When Dongfang Yun heard the sound, she replied speechlessly.

"Yes" Wenjing just said, "You're helping her, what are you doing?"

Dongfang Yun paused for a moment and said again.

"Of course it's moving furniture. Didn't you say it just now?"

Wenjing finished speaking and curled her lips. But she still followed her reluctantly.

"Moving furniture? Nothing, how can you let Wang Xiaobo do these things!"
To be continued...