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Jing Gao stood on the road in the capital, listening to the system prompts in his head with a confused look on his face. His heart felt like a cat scratching his head, and he wanted to immediately take out the wallet in his trouser pocket and check it.
Today in 2016, online novels have become very popular. He is very familiar with this "infinite card" routine.
In his twenty-seven years of life, he has never been feudal or superstitious. He has five principles and four beauties, eight honors and eight shames. He loves life and abides by the code of primary school students.
But at this moment, this kind of reminder sounded directly in his mind, and his solid world view was a little shaken.
Wouldn't it be nice to have an unlimited card in hand?
He is still renting an apartment in Beijing after graduation. Yesterday he just received a text message from the housekeeper of a long-term rental apartment. The rent will be increased by 500 yuan next month. If he does not accept it, he will move out.
However, he can't take out his wallet now because his project manager is standing in front of him and he is cursing.
Without any modifiers or pronouns, this is the most straightforward and accurate description.
Standing on the street together and getting scolded were three other colleagues from the temporarily formed project team: two men and one woman.
"What's the point of the company supporting you? Ah? You can't handle even the smallest things. Don't even think about the bonus this month. Just wait until the end of the year to eliminate you."
The project manager's surname was Luo, a thirty-four-year-old fat man with a big face, like a pancake. Tired of scolding, he angrily pulled the tie around his neck, opened the door of the Crown waiting on the roadside, and turned around angrily.
He said: "Come to work so early tomorrow. Damn!"
The lingering tone of the curses drifted away in the faint dusk on the streets of Beijing, and the lights were on. In early April, pedestrians on the streets wore thin clothes, showing off the fashion of this city.
Old Wu, the oldest member of the temporary project team, patted his suit lightly, as if to wipe away Manager Luo's saliva and bad luck, and said nonchalantly: "Let's go."
He is thirty-one years old and is a seven-year-old employee of Haike Company. He is a seasoned employee.
Jing Gao and the other three followed him into the Harvard H6 parked on the street. Haike Company is not located on Qingnian Road in Xiyang District, but in Shunning District, dozens of kilometers away. They all live in Shunning District. They must first
Go back and go back to your respective homes.
The manager drives a Crown, and the employees ride in domestically produced luxury cars. There's nothing wrong with that.
The car started slowly. The bustling night scene outside the car window passed by like a fleeting glimpse. Jing Gao looked out the window at the dazzling Longfor Tower in the distance, and took out his wallet with a complicated expression.
Haike Company is a small food e-commerce company, specializing in the production of fried chestnuts, peanuts and other foods.
Henghu Pharmaceutical Group, located in Longhu Building, launched a public bidding for a group of food suppliers a few months ago. The company set up a temporary project team to bid. After a month of hard work: bidding documents, quality inspection and other procedures.
Today, the deputy purchasing manager of Henghu came to interview them and brought out a document and photos, which showed that the hygiene of Haike's production process was seriously not up to standard. This meant that they were asked to voluntarily withdraw the bid after two days.
Therefore, Lao Luo just scolded a few of them. Bidding is not just a price war, but sometimes it also depends on off-market bidding.
"I want a life in full bloom, like flying in the vast sky..."
There was a leather-pants rock music playing in the car. Jing Gao took his thoughts back, and his eyes fell on a red bank card in his wallet. His heart suddenly beat violently.
Boom, boom, boom!
So, the notification sound just now was not an illusion caused by him being scolded by Lao Luo, but it was real?
What does it mean to have an unlimited and safe bank card?
Buy two bowls of soy milk for breakfast, drink one bowl after another, buy a luxury house, a luxury car, and car model actresses take turns every night?
This is a popular routine. I like it! Also, are there any other routines in online articles?
Jing Gao squinted his eyes and leaned back in the seat, feeling that his heartbeat was still accelerating, and his scalp was numb with excitement.
Lao Wu, who was driving the car, glanced at Jing Gao and reminded: "Guys, losing the bonus is a trivial matter. We must pay attention to the elimination of the last place. This business is caused by a competitor, and we will have to do it in the second half of the year."
Good job."
As a veteran, he knows many things very clearly.
There are two colleagues sitting in the back row. The man’s name is Tian Yi and the woman’s name is Tang Yunhan.
Tang Yunhan was twenty-four years old, tall and well-dressed in a black suit and a white shirt. She was a pretty girl with a mature air. She frowned and said: "Brother Ang, I have done my duty as the guide for this order. The problem is
quality control.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Jing Gao. In this temporary project team, Jing Gao was responsible for quality control and food packaging design.
Tian Yi is a salesperson. He glanced at Miss Tang and echoed: "Well worker, I'm not talking about you. If there is a problem with quality control, you will not be able to escape your responsibilities. I suggest you take the initiative to send an email to Manager Luo to explain, so as not to injure everyone."
Tang Yunhan muttered: "Yes!" quietly, but making sure Jing Gao in the front row could hear her. Bonuses accounted for a large proportion of her salary.
Jing Gao's "good mood" came to an abrupt end, and he felt so fed up in his heart!
First of all, his position in Haike Company is art, design, and quality control. He just has a name in the project team. He has no control over how the company's products are doing.
Secondly, the person in charge of the production process is Lao Wu. He actually has more say in quality control. However, the two guys behind did not dare to attack Lao Wu, an old man, and pointed the finger at him.
In the end, the two guys seemed to be fighting among themselves and venting their grievances. In fact, they wanted him to take the responsibility alone. In other words, he had to claim the "last elimination" spot at the end of the year.
Jing Gao turned back to look at the man and woman, and said word for word: "The project team is jointly responsible for the responsibility. Anyone who wants to send an email to Manager Luo to take responsibility can do it himself. Old Wu, stop the car at the intersection ahead.
.I have something to do.”
A few minutes later, Harvard H6 parked on the side of the road. Jing Gao got out of the passenger seat, closed the door, and disappeared into the night.
The three people in the car looked at each other.
They didn't understand why Jing Gao suddenly became so tough. During this month of cooperation, Jing Gao had a very good temper and was kind to others. If Jing Gao was a thorn in his side, how dare they "involuntarily" force him?
Tian Yi was a little confused on his face and snorted coldly: "How dare he, a graduate of a second university, beep? What achievements has he made in the company? Wait until the end of the year to see who Manager Luo eliminates. Angkor, Yunhan, tonight
Let’s have a meal together.”
Old Wu smiled and said, "You young people, eat it." He felt slightly gloomy.
This order has gone bad, and someone has to be responsible. When it comes to things in the workplace, a dead Taoist friend is better than a poor Taoist. He has no psychological barriers. If he really loses his job, who will support his wife and children? Who will pay the mortgage?
But, what happened to this small well? It looks very confident! PS: Some place names and school names have been changed. Please forgive me. Please collect the new book!!!
This chapter has been completed!