Talk about my local tyrant hitting the boss instead.

These words are spliced from a tree hole sticker in Wang Jian III.

The name is "Tell me about the local tyrant who beat my boss". After the landlord finished his own experience, the post was found by the client's boss. After that, the landlord deleted the post, leaving only a few layers unchanged.

After the landlord left, friends brushed this passage in the post, which is also a blessing to the landlord.

Although the original post is gone, the online search has been forwarded or txt, and the post bar has been rectified. There is no place to brush these words. The only thing I can remember is my regret for the two people who have passed away and my blessing for their future.

Friendship or love, they all left a place for each other in their hearts. Isn't it a blessing to meet and form an indissoluble bond in the vast rivers and lakes?

Mountains and rivers meet, I hope you cherish it.