Chapter 3008 [3008] Similar to Mental Illness

"Mr. Wu, the goods have arrived."

It is said that someone made a special trip to deliver the samples of the manufacturer to the door. Wu Lixuan went out to sign for the receipt.

"Our Mr. Wu's handwriting is really beautiful." The employees of the company who came after him took a flattery of her little boss.

Wu Lixuan rolled her eyes. However, as a businessman, you need to learn to write beautifully when signing a signature, so as not to be laughed at for being uneducated.

"What's beautiful? For a person who hasn't graduated from elementary school, how can he write beautifully?"

The woman who spoke came out of the elevator on the floor. She looked like she was in her fifties, dressed in jewels, jade bracelets in her hands, and a gold chain around her neck. The skin is well maintained. To be honest, this lady does not look old. With the addition of clothing, she has a bit of beauty. Only the mouth that was smeared with lipstick opened its mouth, showing acrimony, and the chubby round face instantly turned into a triangular monkey face.

Several company employees looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that something was going to happen.

Wu Lixuan's complexion changed abruptly, the imprint of this woman has always been deep in her mind.

People remember happy things better or remember tragic things better. The answer is obvious, it must be more clear memory of sad things. Because the human brain inherits ancestral genes and develops the most basic nerve reflex chain, remembering these lessons will help the body automatically avoid similar injuries in the future and prevent further injuries.

Wu Lixuan's legs wanted to walk away unknowingly, as far as she could go.

In terms of personality, she has never been a girl who loves to quarrel with others. It's not that she is afraid of winning a fight, but that some people can kill you even if they don't win a fight. It's like a psychopath. Say nothing.

"Where are you going, are you guilty?" The other party walked in front of her in two or three steps, almost poking her face with the raised red nails like a demon.

It's useless to run away from someone who provokes them in front of them. Wu Lixuan held her breath, and said to several employees: "It's time, everyone, let's get off work."

"Yes, Mr. Wu." Several employees obeyed the boss's order and left.

"Are you afraid that they will lose your face if they see it?" The other party looked even more smug when she saw her telling her to leave.

"You're the one who lost face." Wu Lixuan said, "You're a liar."

"I lied, why did I lie?" A mentally ill person like this would never admit it.

"Your son is not dead. Can you say you are not lying?"

"Would I curse my son to death?"

This woman took everything she said as fart.

By now, everyone can know who this woman is, Fang Qinsu's mother Li Yaohong.

"That's what you told me back then, that he was dead." Wu Lixuan argued hard with the other party.

"Say it again, can I curse my son to death?" Li Yaohong was not at all afraid of whether he had said this before.

"You came here thinking like this?"

"What can I do? You caused my son to have a car accident back then. I didn't ask you to pay for the medical expenses, it's good enough, I just let you leave him. In the end, what did you do to him last night?" Li Yaohong said He took out a few newspapers from his bag, and vigorously slapped the paper in front of her.

The other party made a loud noise in her ear, just to scare her.

Speaking of which, after the tickets were sent out, He Xiangyu sent her a text message after watching the performance to say that everything went well, and she ignored it. After all, she had already made up her mind to stay away from that person and never see him again.