Feng Mang

Translator: Polarbearadise

Proofreader: VitaSchaus

Editor: Mosstree

Fifteen minutes had passed, Han Dong still hadn’t arrived.

Er Lei called him again to rush, the other side’s reply was: Constipation, a big one......

Wang Zhong Ding’s complexion has darkened another layer.

Han Dong gave sister Jiao plenty of time to complain, counting with his fingers and seeing that it was good enough he then walked over to Wang Zhong Ding’s office. In the split second when his two feet landed in front of the door, sister Jiao’s voice had just faded away, at the same time Wang Zhong Ding’s patience also ran out.

“Chief Wang, are you looking for me?”

Wang Zhong Ding’s cold and stern gaze swept over him, he actually met with Han Dong’s indecent smile.

“Come in.” Wang Zhong Ding ordered.

Han Dong wasn’t the least bit aware of the impending danger, he still carried a slovenly appearance as before, with both hands in his pockets, walking while swaying left and right, the little creased and crumpled rabbit tail also shook disorderly following after, totally clashing with the neat and tidy lines of the room.

If the thing that was swaying wasn’t this pair of legs, if there was a one-micron difference, Wang Zhong Ding would give him a slap and send him flying without the slightest hesitation!

“You tell me, what does this mean?” Wang Zhong Ding fiercely rapped his fingers on the exterior surface of the files.

Han Dong raised his head to look over, with an expression of being unable to understand the reason.

“What’s the matter?”

“What’s the matter?” Sister Jiao indignantly interrupted, “Did you look at what you have written?”

Han Dong said plausibly, “You said Han Tianwang was tacky, I changed it to Nicolas Tathagata. You said my resume wasn’t sensational enough, I also changed it according to your request. Also these talents, didn’t I showed them all to you? Why don’t you tell me, which one of these didn’t I fill out truthfully?”

Sister Jiao was rendered speechless by Han Dong, finally nodded her head, “Alright, I can’t outtalk you, if apart from these diabolic tricks and wicked crafts, you could demonstrate some respectable skill, I will eat my words right away!”

As a result, not only were these words unable to subdue Han Dong, instead they provide him with an opportunity to “brag”.

“As long as it is related to art, there is almost nothing that I, Han Dong am unable to do. How about this, since there aren’t any readily available instrument in hand, then I will sing a part/segment of a song that I’ve composed the lyrics myself.”

Sister Jiao’s complexion changed, in fact she was very uncertain in her heart, but the words were already spoken out, she also could only force herself to go on with it.

Wang Zhong Ding also didn’t say a word and waited for Han Dong to show his skills.

Han Dong first found the tune, then started to hum, there’s no denying that his timbre was really good.

“Ah......ah......en......en......come-on......Don’t want......”

(Proofreader’s note:買碟 literally means “buy a CD ” or “buy a plate”, however, 呀買碟 is a slang expression for “don’t want”. Han Dong is keen to become a celebrity and is self-promoting (“buy a CD”), however, he is unwilling to become Wang Zhong Ding’s “meal”)

Listening to it at first it was mediocre, the more they listened to it the more abnormal it became, Han Dong took the moans of pleasure during love-making in the languages of 26 countries and lumped it together into a song. Combined with the lascivious genre of music, and the frivolous expression showing in his eyes, what an exceptional hoodlum!

Er Lei already felt anything but reassuring, he wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but Han Dong waved his hand to reject him.

“Don’t be impatient, in a moment there will also be a dialect version and animal version.”

Sister Jiao was unable to bear it, she rushed out the door with crimson eyes, inside the office there were only three men remaining.

Wang Zhong Ding’s face was already unable to make out any expression, and the tone of his speech also lost its temperature.

“It seems, I really have underestimated you.”

Han Dong looked around, making sure sister Jiao had left, then leaned towards Wang Zhong Ding to talk chattily in his ear: “Let me tell you, that woman’s physiognomy is not good, splenogastric energy is collapsing, three sections are unfavorable, face is thin, and predestined lifespan is insufficient, you’d better let her take good care of herself, don’t let her engage in heavy work again......ah......”

(Proofreader’s notes: 1. According to Taoist face reading concepts, the three sections are the upper, middle and lower areas of one’s face. They call the forehead area down to the eyebrows Heaven, and this is associated with the early years of one’s life. The middle section of the face, from the eyebrows down to the base of the nose is called Human, and this is associated with the middle years of life. The lower section, from the base of the nose down to the bottom of the face is termed Earth, and this is concerned with old age. 2. 面薄 has a double meaning: Not only does it means “thin face” but also can imply “a shy\thin-skinned person”)

Before Han Dong even finished speaking, his butt suffered from a strong kick.

Er Lei was startled.

He had been following Wang Zhong Ding for so many years, this was the first time he saw Wang Zhong Ding hitting someone, a person with status like Wang Zhong Ding, usually resort to non-physical abuse, even if he really wanted to punish someone, it’s also not worthwhile for him to carry it out himself.

But this time, he was really at the end of his patience!

If Er Lei wasn’t present beside him, he would already have kicked Han Dong to the ground and ruthlessly trampled on him.

Why did I recruit such an annoying person like this?

Han Dong used his hands to cover his butt, he also didn’t forget to show his defects.

“I got hit by your car I will just let it go, and you still kicked me? The medications which were prescribed before are definitely not enough for me to use, I still need to buy one more set. Anti-inflammatory drugs, pain relievers, adhesive patches – the total amount of expenses will be 43 yuan 8 jiao, plus the plastic bag will equal exactly 44 yuan, if you don’t believe me then check the prescription, don’t say I’m in any way trying to extort money from you, you must pay me this 44 yuan for compensatory damages!”

Wang Zhong Ding kicked him again.

Han Dong clenched his teeth and yelled again: “88!”

(Proofreader’s note: He doubled the amount of money because of this second kick)

Er Lei was driven mad by Han Dong, his face reddened then turned pale in anger as he shouted at him: “What do still want to calculate for? Quickly leave!”

“That’s good!” The space between Wang Zhong Ding’s brows was filled with murderous aura, “Today I will gather ten thousand yuan!”

(Proofreader’s note: His implications? “These 10,000 yuan are a compensation for severe bodily damage I’m going to inflict on you. Just you wait.”)

When he heard these words, Han Dong had no choice but to run away.