Zhang Er's "Mao" walked out of Song Zhiyuan's office, and then gently closed the door, but was stunned for a while. I’ve seen it as a small boss and big bosses. I’m a small and famous now, but my current job... is it still the security of Blue Moon? Presumably not, is it Song Siyi's bodyguard for Xiao Nizi? But Song Zihao didn't mention it either! What is that, what should I do in the future
Oh, it doesn't really matter what you do, it's just the salary... A monthly salary of 50,000 yuan, this is what Song Zhiyuan said personally, and I don't know if it counts.
"Brother Mao, come!" Zhang Er "Mao" looked disappointed and helpless, but when he raised his head, he found that Song Zhiyuan was standing at the top of the stairs with a cigarette in his mouth. Greeting yourself.
"Hehe." Zhang Er walked towards Song Zhiyuan with a silly smile on his "Mao" face.
"How? What did my father say to you?" Song Zhiyuan took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Er's "Mao". "First whole one?"
China? Yeah, it's a good smoke! Soft, a pack costs 70 or 80, and one can eat a bowl of Lanzhou Ramen, which can solve a meal.
"No, I don't smoke." Zhang Er "Mao" shook his head. My mother said that smoking is bad for your health, and you will have to live a few years without lung cancer!
"Oh, it's okay not to smoke, it's okay not to smoke!" Song Zhiyuan looked embarrassed and took the cigarette back. "What did my father tell you, did you mention my sister?"
"This..." Why does this guy always talk about his sister? Are you really afraid that your sister won't get married? Probably not. It is estimated that one of the father and son is an old thing, and the other is a small thing. It is sinister and absolutely uneasy. Maybe it is because of Lao Tzu's jade pendant. "I haven't mentioned this, hehe."
"Oh." Hearing what Zhang Er's "Mao" said, Song Zhiyuan "showed" a disappointed expression on his face. After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "Then what did my father talk to you?"
"My master's business."
"Your master?" Song Zhiyuan looked puzzled, and didn't know if the guy in front of him was fooling himself. "Oh, forget it, you go back to rest first, and come back at night."
Go back to rest first, come back at night? It means that it is still a security guard, but the salary, is the monthly salary 9,000 or 50,000
After listening to Song Zhiyuan's words, Zhang Er's "Mao" was also a little disappointed, but he couldn't say anything. He just turned around and walked slowly downstairs, but Song Zhiyuan, who had just walked out two steps behind him, hurriedly Followed up.
"Brother Mao, wait a minute." Song Zhiyuan yelled, took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Er Mao. "Almost forgot, this one is for you."
"Give it to me?" Zhang Er looked puzzled, but after hesitating, he reached out and took the bank card in Song Zhiyuan's hand. What is this? Can I be regarded as a formal employee of Blue Moon? Is this a salary card for myself? "Salary card?"
"No, this is the bonus from the martial arts conference last night."
"Bonus?" Is there a bonus, or a bank card? It's estimated to be a lot, right? Why don't you give yourself cash and get a card in trouble
"Oh, thank you!" Zhang Er's "Mao" was also unambiguous, and directly put the bank card into his pocket. Bonus, don’t let it go for nothing! Besides, this is the result of their hard work with Li Jingjing's young couple, so why not!
"Hey, don't you ask for the password or the password?" As soon as Zhang Er's "Mao" was about to leave Song Zhiyuan again, he grabbed the other's arm.
Yes, this thing has to have a password. I almost forgot it if I didn't remind myself. "You didn't say anything, how am I embarrassed to ask."
"You..." Listening to Zhang Er's "Mao" saying that Song Zhiyuan was angry, but then he "showed" a triumphant smile on his face. "Brother'Mao', the password is actually very simple, it's my sister's birthday, but I can't tell you this, you have to ask yourself, hehe..." With a "yin smile" on his face, Song Zhiyuan After speaking, he turned and left.
Of course, Song Zhiyuan didn’t really leave, but went upstairs and went to his office. He had to discuss with his father. After experiencing so many things, look at Zhang Er’s "Mao" who helped 18k obtain What kind of work should be arranged for the other party after the victory of the'Martial Arts Conference'.
"This..." What's this? Give Lao Tzu a bonus, give Lao Tzu a bank card, but don't tell Lao Tzu's password; and this password is Song Siyi's birthday, I ask Lao Tzu to ask for it, isn't this just pushing me into the arms of the beauty ! I Chao, how can there be such a brother in the world!
Zhang Er's "Mao" face was angry, but it was just pretending. It might be a bit difficult to ask that Xiao Nizi’s birthday, but can I not ask? No, why, because the pocket is shabby!
Actually, it’s not that Zhang Er’s "Mao" really cares about his job and his salary. It’s just that Song Zhiyuan gave him 20,000 yuan last time... 5,000 to the hospital and 10,000 to Liu Cuihua, the fare, food, drink and money. So, I spent three or four thousand for miscellaneous things. In the end, I paid for the air ticket when I returned to the market. There was no discount on the same day. Two people went for more than three thousand, twenty thousand yuan... 20,000 yuan plus Ma Tao's. Two thousand yuan now there are only less than two hundred yuan left in his pocket.
But now Zhang Er's "Mao" also understands a truth. You still need money to fly. When I returned to Yibin, it was an electronic ticket ordered by Song Zhiyuan. I had already paid for it. I went to the airport to get the boarding pass by myself. That's it. As for going back to the market... I am losing a lot!
Zhang Er's "Mao" looked up when he walked out of the gate of the East Wing and saw Song Siyi sitting in the sports car. Zhang Er's "Mao" felt a little embarrassed, but considering the password and the money, he walked over with a grin. .
"Miss Song, haven't left yet?" Zhang Er's "Mao" was polite, polite, and respectful, just as if he had changed himself.
"You..." Looking at Zhang Er's "Mao" with a polite face, Song Siyi was a little uncomfortable, and looked at the other party with puzzled expression. "What do you want to do?"
"I..." I can't just ask someone's birthday, right? But it's not easy to mention bonuses and bank cards, otherwise it would be strange if people don't think of themselves as a miser. "I'm just thinking, um... thank you for your money to help my mother treat the illness, I think..."
"Cut, I thought it was something." Before Zhang Er's "Mao" was finished, Song Siyi called out first, and then said proudly: "Also, I don't want to help you out with that money. Yes, yes... I lent it to you, and you have to pay me back, huh!"
"Huh?" Song Siyi said that Zhang Er's "Mao" was completely dumbfounded. It's over, it's over, for the sake of a password, and for bonus points, now all of them have gone out. Fifty thousand yuan, I have to pay it back. How much is this bonus? Is there so much money? Song Zhiyuan of the dog day, it is not good to set a password, and he has to set it as his sister's birthday. Now he is "stealing the chicken and ruining the rice"! I am towards! I think the father and son are not at ease at all, and they are just teaming up to fix my son.
"Ah what? Do you still want to fall back on the bill?" Song Siyi looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" with an angry expression on his face.
"No, no, I still have to thank you." This is the truth. After all, even if the 50,000 yuan is loaned to myself, it is also life-saving money. If it weren’t for the first 50,000 yuan, my old mother would have already … Not to mention this, first talk about business, first talk about the password, no matter how much it is, can count on the whole point.
"Miss Song, why don't I invite you to dinner tonight? It's... thank you." It can only be like that, lie to the other party to go out, then chat while eating, and then give the password out, hehe.
"Don't go!" But what surprised Zhang Er's "Mao" was that Song Siyi rejected his kindness in one bite. "I won't go out to eat with first-class gangsters!" Hehe... I am mad at you, I am anxious at you!
"You..." This time really annoyed Zhang Er's "Mao". I didn't want to say the password, and now even a lot of money has gone out. The most important thing is to lose face!
"Huh!" Zhang Er's "Mao" face was angry, and he turned around and walked out in large strides, no longer wanting to pay attention to Song Siyi behind him.
When Zhang Er's "Mao" was on fire, he was really angry. Song Siyi was also anxious and hurriedly jumped out of the sports car. "Hey, hello..."
Song Siyi yelled, stomping straight on the spot angrily, but Zhang Er's "Mao" never stopped and never looked back.
"Huh! Isn't it just teasing you, is there a stingy person like you?"