Chapter 22: An starts being the host from today; don't you go to the west

"Is anyone there?"

"If there's no one, I'm going to glue!"

An Sheng kicked open the door of the boss's office, walked into the room with a strange smile, carrying the plastic bag.

In the boss's office of Gao Feng Consulting Company, there was a three-meter-long solid wood table, a tea table standing opposite the office, and a teapot display cabinet.

"Handmade purple clay teapot—I like it."

An Sheng took out the 502 from the plastic bag, happily dripped the glue into the teapot spout, and incidentally, even glued the lids of the three-talent covered bowls in the office.

In the boss's office, An Sheng didn't carry out large-scale smashing and destruction as before.

Instead, he very thoughtfully dripped two drops of glue on the spouts of all the teapots in the display cabinet.

The value of a purple clay teapot, besides exquisite craftsmanship, is its collection value and practical value.

If the teapot spout doesn't pour water smoothly, what practical value is there to speak of?

But An Sheng was very bad, because 502 glue is not a non-marking glue that cannot be cleaned; you only need to heat the purple clay teapot to slowly remove the glue.

The value of purple clay teapots varies, and the price differs due to the fame of the maker and the exquisiteness.

But any that can be placed in a display cabinet are worth thousands, belonging to a type of collection.

An Sheng dripped glue on all the purple clay teapots, focusing on torture without breaking the law.

Their Gao Feng Consulting Company, don't they like to do "hard work" in Yu Xueqing's dad's live-streaming room?

Don't they have nothing to do all day, running to Yu Xueqing's dad's live-streaming room to jump around?

They have nothing to do, so An Sheng finds things for them to do!

They like to post adult links in the comment section and then report Yu Xueqing's dad's live-streaming room, so An Sheng mass-sends adult links to the customers they serve!

An Sheng's original plan was actually to scout the location, and then go to the mountains to get a group of protected animals, throw them all into Gao Feng Consulting Company, and give them a report.

But later An Sheng thought about it, just simple fines might not be able to cure these bastards.

It just so happens that he doesn't need to go to work to make money; at worst, he'll just be a bit troublesome and wear them out, seeing whose life is longer.

"Oh right! Can't forget the door lock."

After gluing the teapots, An Sheng ran behind the boss's office computer case, pulled out the power cord, applied a circle of 502 glue, and plugged it back in falsely.

Then, he found the safe where documents were stored and happily applied glue to the keyhole.

"Hehe."

An Sheng took all the unused glue, unscrewed it, and threw it onto the breathable cooling pad of the boss's chair, very much looking forward to the scene of Gao Feng sitting on the chair tomorrow with a butt full of glue.

502 is famous for not being able to glue anything, but it is absolutely unique in gluing meat.

After An Sheng finished setting up the scene, he raised his fluffy big tail, walked with the Axe Gang's dance steps, and hummed a tune as he left.

When leaving, An Sheng very politely helped close the door, so as not to let any thieves break in.

"Ying-ying-ying—"

An Sheng returned to Old Chen's scooter basket and raised his hand to greet Old Chen.

Old Chen, who was lighting a cigarette but had a sluggish expression, didn't notice that the cigarette in his hand had long since burned out, and he also didn't notice the fox running back, just staring blankly.

Until An Sheng made a sound, Old Chen came back to his senses and said with a bitter smile:

"My Lord Fu Li! You must be careful that they call the police after you smash things inside."

An Sheng looked indifferent and waved his hand: "Ying-ying-ying."

*Call the police? *

*Tomorrow, their hands will be soft from brushing the teapots. *

*I don't know if the thickened Vinda tissues combined with glue can block them for a day. *

When An Sheng went out, he suddenly thought of the water dispenser placed in Gao Feng Consulting Company.

An Sheng thought, should he get two packs of laxatives, cooperate with the completely blocked toilet, and play a set of combo punches.

Then hide some steel wool, and when they aren't paying attention... block their car's exhaust pipe.

……………

On the way home.

When An Sheng arrived next to Lin Ying's house, he greeted Old Chen and said goodbye.

Old Chen went home full of fatigue; he, a middle-aged man nearing retirement, had been riding a scooter from 2:00 AM to 4:00 AM, almost exhausting himself.

But Old Chen had already made up his mind that after he went home and took a nap, he would take his wife to Changle Street for morning tea.

Where is Changle Street?

*Sigh~ what a coincidence, Changle Street is right next to the intersection diagonally opposite Gao Feng Consulting Company. *

…………

"Sister Lin? Are you asleep?"

An Sheng stopped by Lin Ying's house and saw the cold, untouched food still on the island counter.

An Sheng ran toward the master bedroom, preparing to drag Lin Ying out for a late-night meal.

The props borrowed from Lin Ying, although they didn't come in handy in the end.

But Lin Ying's kindness, An Sheng remembered!

Naturally, as neighbors, he should take more care of her, and in the future, his and Aqing's Cullinan would all depend on her.

"Hmm!?"

An Sheng pushed open the master bedroom door, and his nose tip seemed to smell a strange smell.

Among the various scents, there was a mix of blood!

"Holy crap!"

Distinguishing the source of the abnormal smell, An Sheng, who had been walking lightly, had his fur explode, sprinted at full speed to the bed where Lin Ying was, and pulled open the sheet.

As the sheet was pulled open, a rich smell of rust permeated the room.

An Sheng was anxious and turned around, wanting to see where Lin Ying had cut herself.

But An Sheng pulled open the sheet and looked over, only to see Lin Ying curled up into a ball, staring at him with wide, bloodshot eyes, a bit surprised.

An Sheng was stunned, and a whimper of deep confusion came from his mouth.

Lin Ying's complexion was as bad as ever, and in the room where the air conditioning was turned on very high, there was cold sweat the size of rice grains all over her forehead, and her lips were blue.

It's just that An Sheng's forelimbs stepped on Lin Ying's thighs to push away her curled arms, and he didn't see any wounds on her body, but the smell of blood was very heavy.

"Ying"

An Sheng looked at Lin Ying in silence, and a visible look of embarrassment appeared on the fox's little face.

*Oh right... almost forgot girls have menstrual periods. *

In a month, it seems normal to have a few days with a bloody smell.

Moreover, for someone like Lin Ying who lies there waiting to die, her life has no regularity at all; it's normal to have pain.

"Ying-ying-ying"

An Sheng's eyes wandered, and he unobtrusively extended his little feet, spreading the pads on his feet like a blooming plum blossom. An Sheng used the gaps between his fox toes to clamp the sheet and lift it up.

He covered Lin Ying with the sheet again.

"No... I don't want to eat at all today, I want to vomit."

Lin Ying saw the little fox, reluctantly lay back on the pillow, raised her arm to cover her cold-sweat-drenched forehead, and shook her head with a pale and blue face.

Before, she would be hungry, but she didn't want to move and had no desire to eat anything.

However, Lin Ying was completely not hungry now; she even had the urge to vomit because the pain was too intense.

*Don't, Sister! Say two more words! How can you make me, a mother-womb solo, handle this! *

*I can even forget that women have menstrual periods; how can you let me treat you now? *

An Sheng was jumping up and down in a hurry, seeing Lin Ying's expression, it looked as if she was in so much pain she was about to faint.

An Sheng was now completely numb.

Menstrual period, for An Sheng, is an unfamiliar word.

*Right! Use Lin Ying's phone to search on Baidu! *

*Damn it! Call the boyfriend to cook brown sugar water! I can go to your grandpa's brown sugar water, the person is about to faint! *

*Call an ambulance, but I can't speak human language! *

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 23 =====