As the youngest talker in the high-rise management, the name Yu Xuan has always been a nightmare for people below the fourteenth floor.
But Tan Hui didn't take it seriously.
When they first met, Tan Hui left an irreversible scar on Yu Yan's hand, and Yu Yan kicked two of his ribs.
Yu Yan's uniform was full of the musty smell of the basement. He kicked him with brutal force, and the punching style carried the woody and fruity aroma emanating from the upper class.
It was the smell that Tan Hui had smelled in the upper flower room.
Tan Hui's eyes were blazing, and Yu Yan felt that there was something wrong with this man's brain.
By "coincidence", Tan Hui became Yu Yan's new assistant.
Yu Yan picked thorns every day and made petty moves again and again, but no one benefited.
Everyone felt that Tan Hui was dead.
Until late one night, the assistant boldly knocked on the door of the administrator's room.
Yu Yan put down the documents and planned to throw the new assistant out to feed the fishes.
Tan Hui, with sleepy eyes, leaned against the door frame and smiled at him.
Tan Hui: "Mr. Administrator, are you interested in having a drink with me?"
Yu Yan glanced at the two bottles of spirits in his hands.
Can.
Even if we can't agree, we still have a handy weapon.
The weapon was not used, but Yu Yan's neck was chewed by the dog.
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Mad Dog in the Basement × Sword Bearer in the High-rise Building
Intention: Don't fall
