The conversation with Brother Bao ended unhappily, and I went to the office next door. Wang Mumu originally wanted to chat with me for a while, but halfway through, he received the latest instructions from ***, saying that he wanted to eat bananas from Africa, and he immediately left.
After sitting in the room for a while and drinking a cup of coffee, Ma Lian and Dakang came in.
"Baozi is in a different position than us. If you don't agree, then you won't agree. Why bother making such a fuss!" the pockmarked face said to me with a smile.
"Fuck, we've been together for so long, and we don't have any tacit understanding at all?? Anyone can say this, but he can't say it, because I only do it because of him!" My anger has not subsided, but my tone is still the same.
A bit rushed.
"...Haha!" The pock-marked man glanced at me, playing with the Buddhist beads in his hand and saying nothing.
"Okay, the old man in his family is getting older and older, and gradually he no longer cares about anything. The company supports so many people, how can he not be stressed?" Dakang persuaded me and continued: "What the hell,
Let Ma Fei fly, where are they??"
"What good place do you have?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I understood what Dakang meant. With Brother Bao's attitude, it was already a bit inconvenient for Ma Fei and the others to stay in his place.
"No, let's go to the house rented by the third child. We both have something wrong with JB, so let's make do together!" The pock-marked man looked at the two of us in a dilemma and interjected.
"Third brother, how can you stand a group of young people meditating for one day??" I asked a little uneasily. People like the third brother, Gao Dong, and Fu Xin all live alone.
I'm used to it, and when there are a lot of people, I get noisy.
"Then what are you going to do?? Even if it doesn't work, you have to do it!! I'll do some work!" said the pockmarked man with his hands spread out.
"Okay, then I'll call Ma Fei and ask them to come back!" I was forced to take out my phone again, then stood up, walked to the window, lowered my head and said to the phone: "What are you doing?
?”
"Beep bell bell!"
While I was on the phone, Pockmarked's cell phone also rang. He opened the phone cover and took a look. He was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face. He hesitated for a moment, and then slowly picked up the phone.
"Hello!!" Pockmarked said while holding the phone.
"Brother Ma, I'm downstairs. Come down and let's talk! Don't tell Xiaofei yet!"
"...Fuck, what the hell are you doing... Are you asking me to sit on the wax?!" The pock-marked face glanced at Dakang, who was drinking tea, and cursed silently in a low voice.
"There are so many b-things, Caesar, I think you are the only one who is not confused and ignores them. Come down quickly and stop the ink stains!" the voice on the phone said urgently.
"...You are so mean in doing things!!" The pock-marked man lowered his head and cursed through gritted teeth.
"hey-hey!"
"Fuck!" Pockmarked cursed, hung up the phone, stood up and said, "You guys just stay here, I'm going out. If there's nothing else, I'll sweep the floor at the company. It's so hard to find a cleaner now!"
"What are you doing?" Dakang yawned and asked casually.
"That boy Ha Yijian is looking for me, I'm going out!" Pockmarked said casually, opened the door and walked out.
After I finished talking to Ma Fei, I turned around and saw that the pockmarked face was gone, so I asked Dakang, "What did he do?"
"Go find that liar from Ha Yijian!" Dakang said boredly.
"Don't be so arrogant, I'm lying to you??" I said in annoyance to him, and sat down on the sofa, fiddling with the computer distractedly, wanting to see the kid in the technical department that the pockmarked person was talking about.
, the "amazing" Hengyuan official made.
When I opened it, I saw that the total length of the page was six centimeters. There was a banner with a black background and the words "Hengyuan Brothers" written in white. The lower part was very delicately made, with dots of white flowers scattered on each navigation bar. It made people want to cry when they saw it.
Two voices. In the square personnel classification area, there are photos of several of our shareholders. I don’t know where I found them. The expressions are sad and numb. I looked away and saw that they were on the urn.
Four-inch photo......
"This page is complete. I will read it for a while and discuss it with the kids in the technical department. We can't let them take this work to work in the funeral parlor! The atmosphere is so sad and angry...!" I
He looked at the page in despair and said something to Dakang.
"...Oh, what's all this!" Dakang glanced at the page, cursed helplessly, and ran towards the door.
"What are you going to do??"
"I'm going to the fucking toilet!!" Dakang said without looking back.
Dakang walked through the corridor, his eyes swept through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass into the work area, and saw the new team. The women gathered in a group and talked about cosmetics, and the men gathered in a group and talked about how to buy makeup without spending money.
Ping, everyone has their own things to do, and they are very busy.
"...Sigh!" Dakang sighed, having lost the urge to shout, and ran towards the toilet at the end of the corridor with square steps. As soon as he opened the door, Huo, there was a suffocating arrogance,
Coming at you.
"What the fuck! Where are the cleaners!! People!!" Dakang looked at the ground with a livid face, the yellow liquid, and the toilet paper soaked in the liquid everywhere. He stood at the door and rushed into the corridor.
Yelled.
"Tap tap tap...!"
A young man with a sign of Sales Manager in the work area ran out quickly and asked Dakang: "What's wrong, Mr. Zhang?"
“Where’s the cleaner??”
"...We haven't hired a cleaner here yet!!" the manager said confidently.
"Peng!" Dakang stretched out his big, rough-skinned hands, pinched the manager's neck, and inserted his head into the toilet like he was carrying a chicken, and said angrily: "Come on, take a look, what are you going to do?
Smell, this is the fucking unit 731!! What the hell, you all have split urine?? You don’t know how to drink in the urine pool?? You have to work hard every day, can’t you clean up the toilet?
??Why don’t you all pee??”
"...Mr. Zhang, I will organize people to clean up immediately!!"
"If you ever let me see you kidding around in the office again, I'll give you a fucking blow!" Dakang said excitedly.
"I know, I know!" The manager nodded repeatedly.
"Fuck!" Dakang let go of him, frowned, touched his crotch, held his breath, walked into the toilet on tiptoes, rushed to the window sill in two steps, reached out and opened the toilet window, trying to pass through
ventilation.
But at this moment, a figure downstairs got into a BMW 750 on the opposite side of the road with a bag under his arm and a cigarette in his mouth. The car belonged to Brother Bao and the man had a pockmarked face.
Dakang frowned, paused, said nothing, opened the door at the end, and walked into the toilet.