Without giving anyone time to react, Wang Zhongding dragged Han Dong into the elevator. This elevator, which is always full of the smell of Chinese toon, finally returns Han Dong''s love with "stewing buttock meat under shoes". Wang Zhongding couldn''t figure out why he was always calm as usual when he met the goods like swallowing a few Jin of dynamite? Is it because he''s so bad, and he''s stepping on minefields? Or is it because his buttocks are so good for him that only "intimate contact" can calm his anger? Han Dong can''t understand why an intellectual who has returned from studying abroad can inherit the essence of Chinese martial arts so well? Maybe in other people''s eyes, this is "the house leaks, but in Han Dong''s eyes, it is" unintentional willow shade ". Without any planning, he naturally offended Wang Zhongding, and what a bargain he picked up! But later, he was kicked hard. The feeling of "pain and happiness" was replaced by the feeling of "pain is far greater than happiness". Han Dong finally blew up. "Don''t kick it! Can I make fun of you? well! You don''t stop, do you? Give me another kick! Still kicking? Still kicking? You wait. I''m going to find someone... " Han Dong said that it was called a horizontal, and his eyes were fierce. It''s a pity that he didn''t have the strength of others. He didn''t have any fart use! A hero doesn''t suffer from immediate losses. Besides, Han Dong is not a hero, but a counsellor. He can''t bear the pain after several times. Seeing that it doesn''t work, he begins to show sympathy with soft Bo. Wang Zhongding just heard Han Dong sobbing, the action stopped, even he did not know how to stop so fast. Han Dong succeeded in his goal and began to stink in his heart again: if you want to stop, you can stop. His position is not firm. It seems that he still has a bad idea about me Out of the elevator, Wang Zhongding drags Han Dong into a small dark room and asks him to stop and reflect. This penalty station is not a penalty station in the ordinary sense, but to stand on an instrument and not come down in less than time. If the posture is not right or slightly shakes, the instrument will give an alarm and the timer will reset. Soon, Ji Tao was called to the office by Wang Zhongding. "The stage of the entertainment circle is so big that personalized artists can meet the diverse needs of the audience. If we make all the artists into a model, it''s not a star making company, it''s a paper mill. " Ji Tao said. "I didn''t let you destroy his personality. I let you take the essence of its dregs. what about you? Not only did not extract the essence, but also absorbed the dregs! " "It''s not dross in my eyes." "Superstition is not dross, is it still a flash?" "He''s not superstitious." Ji Tao stated calmly, "he is a real immortal." “……” Wang Zhongding didn''t know how long he was silent. When he spoke again, he looked very dignified. "Then I''ll have to give up." Ji Tao a face of stubborn, "if you want to let Han Dong go, I will go with him." Wang Zhongding said angrily, "I want you to go!" Ji Tao was surprised and soon said something that surprised Wang Zhongding. "I can go, but I have to take Han Dong away." The office has a rhythm of changing weather. Fortunately, Feng Jun arrived in time and saved the storm. "You go out first." Feng Junchao said Ji Tao. After Ji Tao went out, Feng Jun faced Wang Zhongding alone, but he was also a little weak. "It seems that We really have to send Han Dong to my sister. " Wang Zhongding pointed to the door, "you also go out with him!" Wang Zhongding was left alone in the office, and the ashtray was full of cigarette ends. At first, the alarm of the small black room kept ringing. I don''t know how long it took, but the alarm didn''t ring any more. The silence for more than two hours finally aroused Wang Zhongding''s suspicion. Many people have stood on this instrument, including ER Lei, but Er Lei is only a trial. He detected that the limit value for maintaining the same posture was 1 hour and 30 minutes, which was set as the initial standard. Once someone can exceed this standard, the instrument will automatically change to the latest record. But for a long time, this standard has not changed. However, just today, a new "penalty Station King" was born. When Wang Zhongding walked into the small dark room, Han Dong was still standing on the instrument, straight as a gun, a sculpture. Han Dong was totally unaware of the arrival of Wang Zhongding, as if he had cultivated to the point that everything was empty. Wang Zhongding paced in front of Han Dong and looked at his face. The eyes are closed "I''d like to say a few words about Han Dong''s skills. I always believe that there are strange people and strange people Of course, if you really don''t believe it, you can also look at it as the power of Chengdu City "

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