Chapter 244

Fan Jinyou's face changed drastically.

If one accidentally ate too much of this stuff, it could make a person collapse from diarrhea.

He didn't want to eat it.

He absolutely didn't want to eat it.

"This was your own suggestion; I didn't force you to eat croton beans."

Wan Ping'an looked at Fan Jinyou with a smile and placed a small handful of croton beans on the table—not many, but enough to make a person collapse from diarrhea.

"If I eat them, will you stop pursuing this?"

Fan Jinyou gritted his teeth.

Diarrhea was still better than losing his job.

Wan Ping'an nodded slightly.

"Fine, I'll eat them, okay?"

Fan Jinyou gritted his teeth, grabbed all the croton beans, chewed twice, and swallowed them.

The croton beans were too dry.

Fan Jinyou choked.

"Quick, quick, bring him a bowl of cold water. Remember, it must be cold water just drawn from the well."

Wan Ping'an said to the waiter.

Everyone was stunned, and then a roar of laughter followed.

The croton beans themselves were powerful enough, and adding a big bowl of cold water—was this meant to trap Fan Jinyou to death?

Fan Jinyou, however, couldn't care about that anymore.

He was choking uncomfortably, and when a big bowl of cold water was brought over, he gulped it all down, washing all the croton beans down without wasting a single one.

"I've eaten the croton beans, give it back to me!"

Fan Jinyou was in a hurry to leave.

He had eaten the beans and would soon have diarrhea; he had to get home quickly—no, he had to find an old doctor quickly to see if there was any way to stop it.

"Wait another five minutes!"

Wan Ping'an was smiling.

He had guessed Fan Jinyou's thoughts; how could he let him have his way?

He had to stall for time.

"You..."

Fan Jinyou was furious.

"Don't worry, I won't let you make a fool of yourself in the tavern. If you have diarrhea here, how can I come here to drink in the future?"

Wan Ping'an smiled.

Five minutes passed quickly.

Wan Ping'an returned the paper to Fan Jinyou, who tore it into shreds on the spot and turned to run.

He rushed out the door.

Fan Jinyou sprinted all the way.

His stomach was reacting, but the reaction was still relatively weak and he could hold it in; he had to get home before he couldn't hold it anymore, otherwise, he would suffer social death!

"Little Fan, wait a moment."

As Fan Jinyou was sprinting, someone called him.

Little Fan?

He stopped right then and there.

The person calling him Little Fan was either an elder or a leader.

"Hello, Leader!"

Fan Jinyou turned around to face a man with graying hair.

"Little Fan, you're running so urgently; is there some emergency?"

The man asked with a smile.

"No!"

Fan Jinyou shook his head.

He tried hard to keep his legs together, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

The reaction was getting stronger and stronger!

It was very hard to endure!

"That's good."

"Little Fan, how is the statistics work on the building damage I asked you to do coming along?"

The man didn't notice that Fan Jinyou's situation was wrong.

"Don't worry, Leader, in three days at most, I'll be able to finish the statistics, classify them according to the degree of damage, and hand them over to you after classification!"

Fan Jinyou's face changed.

Oh no!

He had been so busy pestering Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong that he had forgotten about this.

There was no other way.

He could only treat his colleagues to a big meal later and beg them to help him finish it—spending money to avoid disaster!

"Good, very good!"

"Eh, Little Fan, I see your complexion is very bad, and you're sweating; are you feeling unwell?"

The man finally noticed Fan Jinyou's abnormality.

"I..."

Pfft!

Fan Jinyou couldn't hold it in.

It was loud and smelly!

"Little Fan, it seems you really aren't feeling well; let's leave it at that!"

The man turned and walked away.

"Leader, Leader, I really didn't mean it, I..."

Fan Jinyou was almost crying.

A smelly fart had driven the leader away; could things get any worse?

He wanted to chase after him to explain.

Pfft!

Another one came.

The leader walked even faster.

He didn't give Fan Jinyou any chance to explain at all.

Passersby were also pointing and whispering.

"Little Fan, work is important, but your health is even more important; hurry to the hospital and get checked out!"

"Don't follow me!"

The man shouted loudly at Fan Jinyou.

Fan Jinyou was almost crying.

"Wan Ping'an, you've trapped me to death."

"Just you wait, when I get better, I'll definitely find friends to tie you up, pour a stomach full of croton beans into you, and throw you into the busy downtown area!"

Fan Jinyou roared in frustration.

After roaring.

His stomach hurt even more.

He turned and sprinted wildly.

Fortunately, it was still just gas; he had to get home before the liquid came out.

Bang!

He ran blindly. ===== CHAPTER 246 =====