Joe came to Gu Junzhu''s office with an uneasy mood.


    Turning back and closing the door, he smiled and came to Gu Junzhu''s desk: "little uncle, what''s the matter?"


    As usual, he was very casual and wanted to sit down in the chair in front of his desk. Gu Junzhu''s voice suddenly sounded: "stand."


    Gu Junzhu''s voice was rare and cold. His ass almost got stuck on the chair. He lifted it up fiercely, and the little drum in his heart beat even worse.


    This time, his little uncle seemed very angry.


    So... What on earth did he do in the hands of his little uncle?


    Spell wine?


    Racing?


    practice boxing?


    Gu Jun leaned on the back of the office chair one by one and looked at him coldly. "Did you say it yourself or did I say it?"


    Qiao Zui: "


    What did he say?


    If what he said was not the same as what his little uncle knew, wouldn''t he lose a lot?


    He smiled, "little uncle, I''m all ears!"


    Gu Junzhu looked at his smiling face and wanted to slap him. He pressed the mobile phone on the table and said coldly, "look for yourself!"


    On the snow-white wall, there is a video showing a long winding mountain road. Several racing cars are chasing each other on the mountain road.


    Qiao Zui: "


    ok


    It was the last thing he wanted his little uncle to know.


    He touched his nose: "I don''t go often, just once in a while, on a whim..."


    Gu Junzhu looked at him coldly, "Joe drunk, don''t you think it''s not a big deal? You think you have good skills and there will be no accident. You''re just racing to relax. It''s no big deal."


    Joe was drunk and didn''t say a word.


    He did think so.


    He is very skilled and doesn''t go often. He goes once in a while. The probability of an accident is too small.


    Although he didn''t speak, Gu Junzhu knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.


    His already bad mood is even worse.


    He fiercely stood up and pointed to the corner of the wall: "stand over!"


    Seeing that his face was green with anger, Joe was drunk and had bad intuition. He quickly begged for mercy: "little uncle, I know I''m wrong. I promise this is the last time. I won''t go in the future!"


    Gu Junzhu pointed to the corner and repeated, "stand over!"


    Joe was really angry when he was drunk. He didn''t dare to bargain any more. He went to the corner and stood facing the wall.


    Gu Jun walked over one by one and stood behind him: "take off your clothes."


    Joe was drunk and thought that his little uncle was angry today. He joked and smiled. He was afraid he couldn''t save him. He accepted his life, took off his clothes and threw them aside.


    Gu Junzhu: "give me the belt."


    Joe bared his teeth when drunk. "Little uncle."


    "Don''t understand me?" Gu Jun raised his voice one by one.


    Joe was too drunk to speak. He honestly untied the belt around his waist and handed it to Gu Junzhu.


    Gu Junzhu took the belt, without saying a word, raised his hand and pulled it on his back.


    With the sound of "pa", a red purlin appeared on Joe''s drunk back. After a few seconds, it gradually turned blue and purple.


    Joe was drunk and staggered. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the wall. The sudden pain made him tremble fiercely, but he didn''t say a word.


    For him, this pain is nothing. What makes him a little unbearable is... It''s too embarrassing.


    He''s a father, and his elders beat him with a belt. What a shame!


    Gu Junzhu said coldly, "Joe is drunk. I smoke this belt for the old man. Do you know that there are two words in the world called ''accident''? Do you think your car will not have an accident? Can you guarantee that 100% will not have an accident? In case of an accident, what will you ask the old man to do? Do you think the old man can stand another white haired man to send a black haired man?"


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