Although it is past eight in the morning, although Blue Moon is closed in the morning, and although he is now the vice president of Blue Moon, Song Zhiyuan has not set a specific working time for himself, but Zhang Er's "Mao" is still Planning to go to Blue Moon.
Hey, who told me to be the deputy general manager of Blue Moon now? If you are a vice president and an official, then you have to look like an official. At least this shows that you have to do enough work!
With a smile on his face, Zhang Er's "Mao" walked out of the house and out of the "Imperial Court Garden", but was stunned when he reached out to stop the taxi.
Thinking of the only seven or eighty yuan in his pocket, Zhang Er's "Mao" also showed a helpless expression on his face, and he said quietly in his heart: "I'm also Blue Moon's deputy manager anyway, no Big or small, he is still a "general", but why is it so shabby? Don't talk about your car for now, you can't even get the money for a taxi after a few more trips. I am, is there a boss as poor as me? '
With a look of helplessness Zhang Er "Mao" got into the taxi, with a look of disappointment Zhang Er "Mao" paid the fare to the driver, and with a face of seriousness Zhang Er "Mao" walked in The gate of the main building of Blue Moon.
"Mr. Zhang, hello!" Just walked into the door of the main building, just walked into the lobby, and the waiter standing by the reception desk respectfully greeted Zhang Er's "Mao".
"Oh, hello, hello." Zhang Er's "Mao" expression was agitated, a little guilty, and he hurriedly walked towards the stairs, not even daring to look at the other side.
I asked, why didn’t I see these people greet myself before? Could it be that I was really a "general"? Could it be that my identity really changed! I don't know if they are giving face to themselves or giving Song Zhiyuan's face, the latter may be more "sexual"!
On the second floor, he took out the key to open the door, and walked into his office. Zhang Er's "Mao" sat down heavily on his own boss chair, and raised his legs on the desk. on. Not to mention, although this posture is not very good, but this action is really a bit bossy.
Comfortable, hehe; cozy, haha... Not only can you sit but also lean, you can even lie down to sleep! Zhang Er's "Mao" had a smile on his face and a smug face, and he even thought: "Oh, why didn't you tell Song Zhiyuan the entire office to Lao Tzu earlier, so he wouldn't have to rent a house." Just eat and drink Lazarus in the office, right? '
No way! If that's the case, how can I meet Ma Chunhua? How can I put Ma Chunhua and Deng Chao together? Your mother, it seems that God really has an arrangement. This is fate, but it's not yours. It's the fate of Deng Chao and Ma Chunhua.
Sitting, leaning, lying down, strolling... After tossing in the office for a long time and seeing that the time was less than ten o'clock, Zhang Er's "Mao" who returned to his seat again was a little anxious and a little boring. At the beginning, the excitement had already disappeared.
How to do? You can't just sit like this all day long. The days are still long. If it's really like this, what's the difference between going to jail? Want to take a stroll outside? Or go shopping in Dongxiang? Or to see if Song Siyi's little Nizi is here
That's right! Song Zhiyuan’s task for himself was to accompany Song Siyi during the day, as a bodyguard during the day, and as the vice president at night! but…
But thinking of what happened to Yang Yueru last night, Zhang Er's "Mao" is really a bit embarrassed, and I really don’t dare to face Song Siyi, at least I feel that I should keep a distance from Song Siyi, at least I can’t be too much. The initiative is too enthusiastic, isn't it!
"Oh..." Zhang Er's "Mao" sighed heavily with a heavy face, but now his eyes fell on the computer on the desk in front of him.
Don't look at it as small. I heard that there are so many things in this gadget. There are everything you want to watch, and there are also things that you can't see on the TV!
Why don't you try it yourself and just find something to pass the time
Zhang Er's "Mao" slowly stood up and stepped forward and carefully looked at the "liquid" crystal display of the computer on the desk, but for a moment he really didn't know where to start.
There is a button on this, it is estimated that this is the switch, anyway, the TV is like this.
Zhang Er's "Mao" held the monitor with one hand, and pressed the button with the other hand...
No sound, no response... Come again!
A little bit of reaction, I am facing, really opened!
Seeing the reaction on the display, Zhang Er's "Mao" was full of pride and excitement, but after waiting for a long time, the screen was still black, and Zhang Er's "Mao" face was again "Lu" showed a disappointed expression.
Typing on the keyboard, shaking the mouse, other people do this anyway, but there is still no response on the monitor!
I am towards! Is it really just a decoration? Is this stuff bad? Oh my god, didn't that boy Song Zhiyuan put a broken computer on his desk on purpose? Then... Then I came to Lao Tzu in a few days and said it was done by Lao Tzu, and then it would be troublesome to ask Lao Tzu to pay a few thousand yuan.
Laozi helped him down a dozen people in Qingyang District, and gave Laozi 20,000 yuan. I didn't think I still wanted to get back from myself little by little! The night before yesterday, Lao Tzu and Li Jingjing fought hard to win the game. Song Zhiyuan, the boy, said nicely. He gave Lao Tzu a bonus, but he didn't give cash. He gave a bank card. If you don’t give the card, it’s not. Give the password. The password is Song Siyi’s birthday. I asked Lao Tzu to ask for it. It’s okay if I didn’t ask. I also took out the 50,000 yuan in medical expenses. I borrowed it and had to pay it back.
I am towards! Sinister enough, stingy enough! It's also the vice president, and a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan, I think it would be good if it doesn't lose money!
Thinking of these Zhang Er's "Mao" faces "showing" an angry expression, he even had a murderous heart.
It seems that our family Jingjing is the best, only Li Jingjing treats herself sincerely, and Yang Yueru is also good, giving herself the first time, and there is no complaint!
Oh, you said that you should give something to Yang Yueru, this little girl, or... Or give her the jade pendant given by the master, and say it is the heirloom of your Zhang family. No one knows, anyway, Song Zihao's father and son still want to beat their jade pendant!
Thinking of Yupei, thinking of the "ambition" of Song Zihao and his son, Zhang Er's "Mao", sat down, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and dialed Liu Cuihua's number.
"Hey, Sansao!" Zhang Er "Mao" hurriedly yelled as soon as the call was connected.
"Second "Mao"?" Liu Cuihua's excited voice came over the phone, speaking in Sichuan dialect. "You kid, what are you doing, and you talk to me in Mandarin?"
"Get used to it, hehe, hehe..." Zhang Erhan smiled twice, and then said in Sichuan dialect: "By the way, my mother, how is your recovery now?"
"Your mother is right next to me. She is recovering well. She can get out of bed and walk around. The doctor said that she can be discharged from the hospital in a few days. If she goes home to recuperate, she will be fine."
"Haha, that's good, that's good!" When he heard that his mother was recovering well, Zhang Er's "Mao" showed a knowing smile on his face, and smiled from the bottom of his heart!
"By the way, the second "Mao", what is the relationship between that girl surnamed Song and you?"
"It doesn't matter, she is the daughter of our boss. Don't say "chaos"!" The mention of Song Siyi and Zhang Er's "Mao" was really anxious, and it was really unpleasant.
"I don't think it's that simple. People have come back to Sichuan with you, and they are calling almost every day..."
"Huh?" Liu Cuihua called out Zhang Er's "Mao" before finishing her words. What did Song Siyi's little Nizi call his old mother for, and still call her every day, isn't she really telling me about Laozi's strength? Oh my god! Wouldn't it be looking for my old mother to pay back the money? "Then... Then what did she say?"
"What else can I say? Of course, I am concerned about your mother's body. She asked me warmly, but it's affectionate! It's like you, I won't call back for a few days!"
Is Song Siyi really so kind? I guess... I guess not. It must have a purpose. It must have worked with her dad and brother to fix Laozi. Maybe it was really for the jade pendant.
"Sansao, can you tell my mother to listen to the phone?" Yupei is not on her own right now, and she has to ask her mother to find out.
"To get it!"
"Second "Mao", what are you doing? Is your health okay? Let me tell you first, Siyi is a good girl. You are kind to people and you are not allowed to bully them! You have to be serious about your work, If you don’t understand, ask more, learn more from others, don’t pretend to understand..." Zhang Er's "Mao" hadn't spoken yet, and the old mother on the other end of the phone started nagging endlessly.
Zhang Er's "Mao" shook his head helplessly, but the smile on his face was even brighter, because Zhang Er's "Mao" understood from his mother's voice that his mother was indeed recovering well, and her voice was more energetic. "Mom, what are you talking about, I... I called to ask you something?"
"What's the matter? Have you quarreled with Siyi, if you..."
"Oh, no, no!" When the old mother heard that Zhang Er's "Mao" again, she was anxious and interrupted the other party in a hurry. "Is it Yupei?"
"Jade?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's the jade pendant that my master gave me a few days before I came out to work!"
"You are a ghost baby, are you embarrassed to say? What did your master explain to you, that jade pendant is very important, and it will even affect your life in the future. You need to keep it well, and you, throw it in the pigpen If I hadn't seen it, I'm afraid I would have been trampled by a pig!"
"Mom, I... I was thrown in the pigpen. I accidentally fell into it when I relieved my hand."
"Then why don't you pick it up?" The old mother on the other end of the phone seemed a little angry.
"Mom, don't be angry, I... Didn't I see that thing fell into pig shit!"
"Oh, you think it's too big, too smelly?"
"No, no! Oh, where is that jade pendant? I'm useful now."
"It's at home, are you in a hurry to use it now? Or should I ask your Sansao to take it out and send it to the market for you?"
"No hurry, no hurry, wait for you to get better, and then send it out for me when you get home!"
"Oh." The old mother on the other end of the phone didn't say anything, just gave Zhang Er's "Mao" a second time and then hung up the phone.
Putting down the phone, Zhang Er's "Mao"'s face once again "showed" a triumphant smile. Mother’s body is recovering well, and the jade pendant is also whereabouts. As soon as you get it, you will give it to Yang Yueru so that the other party can store it. At that time, even if the Song family has exhausted the organization, you will never guess that the jade will be on Yang Yueru, let alone yourself The jade pendant!
"Hahaha..."
"Hello? What are you laughing at?" Just as Zhang Er's "Mao" looked smug, the office door was pushed open when he burst out laughing, and an angry Song Siyi appeared in front of Zhang Er's "Mao".
The book is first published.
Even if your message is just one (*^__^*), it will become the motivation for the author's creation, please work hard to cheer for the author!
Just enter -..|com|- to see the contents of the published chapters