Jansen Scott, Best Daughter-in-law
Chapters. 1276. Your heart's Fucked
"It's been spread out, the forum has already talked about this, and everyone knows that Jansen will negotiate with us!"
Someone laughed and said, if Jansen agrees to negotiate, then the reputation of their Arhat Shrine Sect can be restored!
Looking to the other side, Jansen did not take heart about the letter and walked towards the community house.
"Boss, is there any tissue? I really need it, quick, I can't help it!"
Passing through a canteen, a middle-aged man was stroking his butt and screaming in pain.
An aunt sitting in the cafeteria with a child next to her was playing with her cell phone.
"What tissue do you want?"
The aunt said lazily, "There's toilet paper, eating tissue, facial tissue!"
After saying that, he looked at the child who was playing with the phone next to him, "There's a child too!"
The middle-aged man clamped both his legs, clearly about to spray, "Auntie, I want toilet paper, can you hurry, I want to go to the toilet, I can't help it!"
When she said this, she was about to cry!
The woman said seriously, "Then what kind of toilet paper do you want, rolls or sheets?"
"Sheets!"
"Wet or dry!"
"Dry!"
Every time the middle-aged man said a word, it felt like he wanted to explode.
The woman still said casually, "Roll or sheet?"
"Auntie, can you hurry? I need a tissue!"
"Presented or not!"
"Just be sure!"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and held back from exploding on the spot.
"Tangles or squares!" The woman was still in no hurry.
"Auntie, don't make trouble, okay? I want a rectangle!"
"It's sold out!"
The middle-aged man collapsed, after chattering so much, why did you say it was sold out.
His expression was so painful that his tears almost flowed out.
"Do you want sandpaper?"
The aunt suddenly interrupted.
"No, okay, the rectangle is sold out, then the square one?"
The middle-aged man held back his anger. Shit, meeting with rare things, is really unlucky.
Shit, am I being too lazy?
"The box!"
The aunt nodded and searched the container.
The middle-aged man's eyes finally sparkled with a relieved expression.
"The square is also exhausted!"
The aunt came back and said it.
The middle-aged man was like he had been struck by lightning and had his stomach on the top of the display case. Tears finally flowed out.
Can you be a serious person?
"Sir, I actually have another one here!"
At this moment, this Aunt once again gave the middle-aged man some hope, which shocked the middle-aged man then she said anxiously, "Then hurry up, toilet paper, toilet paper, I can't help it!"
"Son, bring the pants here!"
The aunt waved to the boy next to her, and the boy immediately held onto a lot of pants. The aunt said, "Pick one, I think you will definitely use it later!"
The middle-aged man wanted to cry and look up at the sky.
He knew he couldn't help it.
As Jansen saw this, he could not help but shake his head. Did this Auntie do it on purpose, she walked over and said, "I don't have toilet paper, will letter paper?"
"You want to!"
The middle-aged man snatched Jansen's envelope and rushed into the bathroom at a speed of ten meters per second.
Jansen continued walking towards the community home.
Right now, in the Anoka Building, all the masters of the Arhat Shrine Sect were still talking excitedly.
"The letter of the head of the temple is still useful, the honor is very broad!"
"But another identity of the temple chief is the deputy head of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association. His handwriting is hard to find!"
"I guess when Jansen comes back, he'll frame the words of the temple chief as a treasure!"
"Haha!"
The more people talk, the happier and proud they are.
If Jansen was here, they would definitely show a bitter expression.
Throughout the night, Jansen watched TV with Natasha and Veronica, a burst of laughter rang out from the living room.
On the other side of Anoka Building, Gelak laughs did not stop, but it was already a little smaller.
"Chief of the temple, when will Jansen come? It's almost eight o'clock!"
"Why hurry, he's a doctor, he's sure to see some patients, be patient!"
"Yes, come on, keep drinking!"
Unknowingly, nine o'clock arrived.
"The head of the temple, you don't think everyone has drunk a lot of wine, can we eat now?"
"Jansen will be here in 20 minutes. Let's wait a minute before we lose our manners!"
"Twenty minutes? Alright!"
Ten o'clock arrives!
There was silence, and everyone's expression darkened.
"Doctor Jansen, are you seeing an emergency patient?"
"It should be so, let's wait!"
Twelve o'clock arrived.
There was a lot of resentment, feeling that Jansen was not fulfilling his invitation!
"Chief of the temple, it is not good to wait like this. Is Jansen not coming?"
"Olders, be patient as if fishing. Maybe Jansen is testing us!"
"That's right!"
Three o'clock in the morning, midnight silence, even the servants lying on the table to sleep.
Only the Head of the temple and the Eighteen Arhat masters were still sitting in the hall, just like the old monk meditating, but their faces were gloomy.
Bam! Bam!
Finally, a black-faced old man could not help but pound the table furiously. "Damn, don't wait any longer, it's almost dawn if you wait any longer. Doctor Jansen, too cruel!"
"Heros, your heart is broken!"
The temple chief closed his eyes slightly, his brows dangling downwards, looking calm like a mountain.
"Shrine head!"
The old man gritted his teeth and shouted. He was unable to contain his anger and stepped away.
"Shrine head!"
More and more people are leaving.
They were the Most Shining Men in the Jianghu world, and they were also influential public figures in the secular world. They are always waiting for others. When else would they wait for someone else, let alone they had waited for so long!
The most heinous thing was that Jansen did not say anything if he was going to come or not, and it wasted their enthusiasm.
In the corner, the camera was secretly recording in the Jianghu world forum.
"Dad!"
Novan could not hold it anymore at this time, he kicked the table and got up.
"Novan, the body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a bright mirror, clean diligently, so as not to cause dust."
The temple chief said faintly.
People secretly admired the self-control of the temple chief. From afternoon until night, the temple chief was not angry at all.
They went one after another. After all, they've been holding back hunger all night.
Gradually, the temple chief was the only one left in the hall. He was still sitting there quietly, as calm as an ancient tree.
"Sir, do you want to heat this food?"
A servant rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up.
"No need, you just get on with your work!"
The temple head smiled faintly, showing hospitality.
The waiter respectfully went and quietly admired, it was very typical of masters, waiting all night and not getting angry, the cultivation was very high!
Unknowingly, five o'clock in the morning arrived!
The head of the temple remained motionless, like the unity of man and nature.
Unknowingly, when seven o'clock in the morning arrived, many people had already come to the restaurant for morning tea.
"Dad, I just saw Jansen having breakfast outside!"
Novan ran in with his panda eyes, he didn't sleep all night and felt very aggrieved.
The temple chief closed his eyes slightly, his appearance was as calm as the sky, and as if he had seen through the human world, Novan could not help but admire his father's self-control.
Bam! Bam!
Suddenly, the head of the temple kicked down the table and stood up. His eyes were wide open and he could not help himself!
"Damn, outrageous!"
After saying that, he left.
Novan was dumbfounded and muttered, "Dad, your heart's fucked!"
