"You also knew about Pang Lin's situation a week ago. After you returned to Phoenix Mountain, I found an excuse to transfer him out of the second group. First, I asked him to work as a security guard at the door, and then transferred him to the basement to guard the warehouse.
I thought that no one usually went to the basement, so there shouldn't be any big problem. But who knew that the warehouse caught fire on the first night this guy went down. Seeing that his condition was getting worse, I was worried that he would affect other work.
Therefore, Fatty Huang decided to take him out to find a solution.
But I couldn’t tell him the real reason yet, so I lied to him and asked him to accompany Fatty Huang on a mission. They lost contact with me after they left the bureau. I tried calling several times, but they couldn’t
I can’t get through to my phone all the time.”
The old monk scratched his bald head and exclaimed: "Now we are in trouble! If it doesn't work, we can only take one step at a time.
Isn't Taotie House holding a chef competition? Then we will send people to participate. If you are lucky and get the first place, you may have close contact with "Herringbones". Then we will see if there is a chance to take it.
It's ruined. If "Herringbone" is spread, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Zhang Jianmin nodded and said: "This is the only way we can do it now. While we are looking for someone to participate in the competition, I will find a way to contact Fatty Huang here. Let's make two preparations."
At the same time, in the office of the same group, Zhang Zihao, who was dragged back by Jia Changyi, was looking at the computer.
Behind him, Jia Changyi, Miao Qiang, Yang Guang and Zhou Dapeng sat in a circle. The four of them stared at the computer monitor at the same time and said to Zhang Zihao: "Ah Hao, hurry up and write. These are twenty
It's taken you a minute to hold back six words, but Director Zhang asked you to write a self-criticism of at least 10,000 words, and you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey?"
"Yes, Brother Hao, Brother Dapeng is right. Don't be embarrassed. We are all our own people. Please hurry up and write so that I can learn from it. I will also have a reference when I make a mistake in the future and write a review."
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Jia Changyi said with a bad smile: "Be quiet and don't affect Zihao's thinking. Let me tell you, the most important thing in writing is inspiration. Once someone interrupts your thinking, your inspiration will be gone."
Am I right, Zi Hao? Stop being so reserved and hurry up and write so that we won’t make any noise. With your talent, this is not a big deal. I just peeked through your little notebook that records the overall female profile.
After a while. Well, don’t mention it, it’s really well written.”
Zhang Zihao was about to cry. He turned to look at Miao Qiang and said resentfully: "Old Miao, they are laughing at me, help me fuck them!"
"Hahahahaha..."
The four of them couldn't hold it back any longer, and they all burst out laughing. Miao Qiang laughed and patted Zhang Zihao's shoulder and said, "Write it quickly. If you don't write a self-criticism, you should be dragged out and shot. You are still the one who was executed."
kind!"
"Your uncle, I'll write a hammer! I haven't written more than 10,000 characters since I was a child."
After saying this, Zhang Zihao glanced at Miao Qiang and Jia Changyi fiercely, and said: "Okay, this is what you asked me to write. When the time comes, I will go to the broadcast room and read it accordingly. Don't regret it."
After saying that, Zhang Zihao's fingers started tapping rapidly on the keyboard. Everyone saw lines of text quickly appearing on the screen.
I only saw Zhang Zihao writing: "The windy trees mourn all day long, and the cold plum blossoms touch the scenery with tears. After the autumn grass has gone alone to find someone, the cold forest can only be seen when the sun sets. Three paths of cold pines are crying with tears, and the remaining bamboos in half the windows are carrying the wind. Howling. Sweeping the bed, the flying smoke frightens the crane, and the curtain is rolled up to embrace the moon in search of the soul. Returning to Langyuan Danqiu, the spirit is in the light, wind and moon......"
Either way, Zhang Zihao is a computer expert. He can do it smoothly and type out more than 10,000 words in less than 20 minutes. After looking at the word count at the bottom of the word document, he nodded with satisfaction and then connected to the printer. Printed out what he wrote.
After the document was printed out, he picked it up and walked out the door. At this time, Jia Changyi reacted and shouted to Miao Qiang, Zhou Dapeng and Yang Guang: "Pull this kid back!"
After Zhang Zihao was dragged back by the three men, he was pressed on a chair. Jia Changyi snatched the A4 paper from his hand, looked at the content on it and said with a smile: "I asked you to write a self-reflection, but I didn't ask you to write an elegiac couplet! You're better off! , I wrote an elegiac couplet of more than 10,000 words and had to take it to the broadcast room to read it. What I knew was that you were reading a letter of apology, but those who didn’t know thought you were holding a memorial service for Zhang Jianmin!"
After hearing this, Miao Qiang and the other three people immediately laughed and were speechless. Zhou Dapeng, who was tall and tall, even laughed like a pig, lying on the table unable to straighten his back.
Zhang Zihao said with an indifferent look: "What, you think my writing is not good? What I usually write most in the wreath shop is the word "Dian" and elegiac couplets. Apart from these, I can't write anything. Let me read it. I just think this way, love as I am!”
Jia Changyi was speechless. He was so angry with Zhang Zihao that he didn't say a word for a long time. Then he raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Zihao, left a sentence of "you wait", and ran out of the office with his "repudiation letter".
Zhang Jianmin looked at Jia Changyi who had left and returned, and said with a "haha" smile: "Changyi, what's wrong with you? Who made you so angry?"
Jia Changyi slapped the A4 paper in his hand on Zhang Jianmin's desk with a "pop!". "Take a look. This is a self-reflection written by that guy Zhang Zihao for you. If you don't have any objections, I will let him broadcast it." I read it to the people in the bureau."
After hearing this, Zhang Jianmin laughed and said: "Hey, I really didn't expect that guy to be so talented and finish writing a 10,000-word self-reflection so quickly. I just don't know if he reflected deeply and realized the serious mistakes he made. .Uh?!…What is this?!!!!”
When Zhang Jianmin read the above content clearly, he couldn't laugh anymore. At this time, Jia Changyi laughed loudly and said: "That guy said that after working in a wreath shop all his life, he can write the word "Dian" and elegiac couplets. If it weren't for If I stopped you quickly, he should be reading your eulogy in the broadcast room now!"
The old monk Jueyuan was laughing while sitting on the sofa. He patted the armrest of the sofa and said, "I said this guy is good, and I was right. He is so talented. "
Zhang Jianmin also laughed angrily. He looked up at Jia Changyi, who had a teasing look on his face, and then said helplessly: "Forget it, I will waive the self-criticism letter. However, the salary for the month and the overall report record cannot be deducted once." Let this little brat have some memory, otherwise he will be too unscrupulous."
During lunch, everyone in the bureau gathered in the cafeteria to eat. At this time, the radio speaker rang, and the announcer's voice came from inside. After hearing the female announcer gritting her teeth and broadcasting Zhang Mouhao's evil deeds, He also read out the bureau leader’s decision to punish him, as well as the overall report that he would be given a major demerit, and that he would be kept on duty to observe the consequences.
I originally thought that this farce would come to an end, but in the afternoon, the news that Zhang Zihao wrote a self-reflection as an elegiac couplet spread like wildfire, which made the incident heated up again. Zhang Jianmin was so angry that he ordered an investigation into who had done this.
The incident was spread, and after an investigation, it was found that it was the rumor leaked by Jue Yuan. In the end, Zhang Jianmin had no choice but to let it go.
After this battle, Zhang Zihao's name can be said to be well-known, and his popularity is rising. Now everyone in the 79th Bureau knows him, and Miao Qiang has also gained a lot of "light"!
After get off work, the two drove back to Changqing Shroud Shop. Since it was already early winter, it got dark earlier in the north, and it got dark before six o'clock.
When the two entered the store, they found that the old ghost Xiong Wanshan was also there. Today was the day when he came to check the accounts with Jin Kemu. To say that this old ghost was a good hand in business. Due to the time difference between the ghost market and the Yangshi,
The shop he opened in Guishi has been open for more than a year based on the time there.
In the past year or so, it can be said that the old ghost Xiong Wanshan has prospered. Not only has the shop been opened on the most prosperous street in the ghost market, but luckily it has been opened directly opposite the Taotie Building. Every day
There was an endless stream of guests.
This time when he came to check the account, he brought back a suitcase full of gold and silver utensils and some strange things for Jin Kemu.
Jin Kemu was already grinning from ear to ear. After seeing Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao, he even looked a little excited and said, "You two came back just in time. Lao Xiong has brought some good things. Let's see if they suit you."