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Chapter 25 Two Combos a Day

I asked Mr. Shen: "What does it mean to have waves and flowers?"

Mr. Shen said: "This means having a good figure."

I understand what Mr. Shen means. What he means is that our boss, the hero, has a hard time with the beauty, so he cut off the training business and went to please the beauty.

I think my current state and my boss's state are probably close to half. The boss is sad about being a beauty, and I am sad.

I said: "Mr. Shen, what should we do next?"

Mr. Shen looked at me, a little lonely, and said, "I plan to take a break for a while. You are still young, so go out and have more adventures."

I imitated Mr. Shen's tone and deliberately said in poor Cantonese Mandarin: "Xiao Shen, don't be discouraged when things happen. If we don't have a job, we can find another job. What you are doing is not like your usual style, that elegant conversation." Where has Xiao Shen, the strategist, gone?"

Mr. Shen was amused by me and said, "Yes! Let's make some tea!"

Then Mr. Shen sat up straight, skillfully picked up the teapot and filled the water with a smooth movement, just like a dealer dealing cards in a casino, and pushed a cup of tea in front of me.

I picked up the tea cup without touching the cup with my lower lip, and put my upper lip close to the edge of the cup. I sucked hard, and the rich fragrance of the tea was sucked into my mouth.

"Oh, you don't even call us when you have tea, you are not very cool as a leader."

When I heard this voice, I knew who it was, Mr. Mediterranean Yuan.

More than a dozen lecturers were crowded in Mr. Shen's office, everyone was talking to each other, and it was very lively.

But at the end of the song, everyone said goodbye to each other. Mr. Shen said that he would treat everyone to lunch. Teacher Yuan also shouted, "We have been together for so long, and we have never had a serious gathering, but still A few of them left the venue with the excuse of having something to do.

Some lecturers said that we should also call the marketing department and sales department.

Mr. Shen said no, let’s go.

Although the Huding training business was not established by Mr. Shen, but started by the boss, it was led by Mr. Shen. Over the past ten years, the camp has been built with solid operations and even the marketing department was established by him. Mr. Shen, who is now the current manager of the marketing department and business department, does not want to cause trouble.

Mr. Shen took a group of eleven of us to a Cantonese restaurant near the company, and we found a large private room.

The most important thing for a team is to be neat and tidy. Unfortunately, our team has a serious guerrilla style and didn't even have the final dinner together.

Everyone is not so sad. Maybe they have experienced more. Changing jobs in the city of Shenzhen is sometimes a common occurrence. I am used to this kind of separation. But I always feel like I am in a dream. This dream of high income is now awakened.

The saddest person is Mr. Shen.

I know that he is sad not only because of our departure, but also because of his own future.

Because Mr. Shen was sad, we had a great time drinking.

This man is very contradictory sometimes. He is obviously unhappy, but he drinks heartily and the words he speaks are extremely heroic.

We started by talking about why the lecture department should be abolished, and later it turned into a debate on whether housing prices will rise or fall.

Teacher Zhan said: "I have a good eye on the house. If I don't buy a house, I won't have a home. Besides, it's not too expensive to buy now, so I can consider it."

Teacher Yuan said: "Anyway, I am single now. When I save enough money, I can buy it all at once. Why worry about not having a wife? Anyway, no one knows what will happen to house prices in the future. I have wine today and I will be drunk tomorrow. Come and drink this glass of beer." !”

Teacher Liu said: "It doesn't matter. If you have money, buy it. The house price will definitely not rise. It is already very expensive now."

Others said: "House prices will skyrocket, and no one will buy the house by then. The country will come to communism and give you one set for free per household, as long as you have a Shenzhen temporary residence permit."

They asked me, and I said: "I'm just a child from the countryside. I don't think a house is very important. In fact, I don't want to buy a house. If I have money, I would rather do something else. But my girlfriend's family requires a house before I can get married. I'm doing that." As for the dream of buying a house, no, the job will be gone, and without the job, the income will be cut off. Come, let’s drink to our unemployment!”

Teacher Yuan said: "I'm no longer looking for a job, and I can still make money. It's hard to find a good leader like Mr. Shen. Let's toast Mr. Shen together!"

We had a lunch that lasted more than three hours. By the end of the day, everyone was so drunk that they were lying on the table and on the sofa. Mr. Shen drank so much that he could only speak Cantonese and forgot Mandarin. It felt like it was his language. The chatterbox was divided into two layers: Mandarin and Cantonese. The alcohol had numbed the Mandarin half, and all the words that escaped his throat were from the Cantonese half.

In the end, the only ones who were still awake were me and three other people, two ladies, and one Brother Liao. Brother Liao is from Jiangxi, in his early thirties. I don’t have much dealings with him on weekdays. He said he wanted to leave first. I said that everyone was drunk and staggering, and the two eldest ladies were a little drunk. Why don't you stay in the private room and take care of the drunken ones, and the two eldest sisters would help keep an eye on it, while I would take Mr. Shen back.

I helped Mr. Shen up, but Brother Liao stopped me and said, Mr. Shen is already drunk, how about you pay for the bill? Then you can ask Mr. Shen for reimbursement. After all, he is the one who invited us to dinner, so we can't give up when we are drunk. A few of us pay the bill.

I support it!

If you mean to co-author, you can't let us pay the bill, so if you let me pay the bill alone, does this logic work?

I was immediately impressed by this friend from Jiangxi, which led me to have a little prejudice against my friend from Jiangxi for many years.

Without going too far, let’s get back to it.

We Xiangxi men are upright and don’t like to beat around the bush. I said at that time, it’s okay, I’ll pay the bill. They didn’t drink too much. You can watch over them for a while. After everyone has sobered up, they can go back to their respective houses. Go find each mom.

I went to buy the order, issued an invoice, and came back to help Mr. Shen back to the company.

In fact, I drink a lot, but the folk customs in western Hunan are relatively tough. I have been drinking a lot of soju since I was a child. As my body adapts, my alcohol capacity increases, and it is difficult to get drunk with beer.

Being drunk or not does not mean that you are not dizzy. I helped Mr. Shen fall asleep on the sofa, and I also fell asleep leaning on his sofa chair.

It was almost six o'clock when I woke up, and Mr. Shen was still snoring. I called him a few times, but there was no answer, so I waited for him for more than half an hour, during which time I called my mother and Lin Xiaojuan. , seeing that Mr. Shen was still awake, I put the invoice on his desk, thinking that I might have invited everyone to this meal, and I couldn't help but feel sad for the more than a thousand yuan.

After leaving the company, I walked slowly.

Around 6:30 p.m., it was peak traffic jam time, and it was already 8 p.m. by the time I got home.

My mother said that Lin Xiaojuan called back and said that she had to come back later because she had something to do. I handed the cash I received to my mother, and then after dinner, I went out to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet to prepare for my new job.

I found an Internet cafe on the street, paid money to open a machine, entered the talent network, updated my resume, searched for job information online for a while, and tried to submit a few resumes.

Seeing that it was still early, I clicked on QQ to look at the information. I was attracted by the advertisements in QQ space unintentionally, so I opened QQ space and wrote my first diary in the space, which was just two sentences.

"Make a mark, I'm coming!"

“Will buying a home just around the corner become just out of reach?”

Then I looked at the messages everyone sent me. At that time, the Internet speed on mobile phones was not very fast. If there was nothing urgent, I rarely used QQ to chat on my mobile phone. Due to personal pressure, I would not waste time on uncontrolled chatting.

Qiu Bin said in the Paopao Village Committee group that it was such a pity that I couldn't follow you to enjoy the hot and spicy food.

I thought about it and didn't reply because I didn't know what to reply to, so I pretended not to see it.

People are forgetful, and they will forget about it after a few days.

Not remembering some things is not a bad thing.

There was a lot of information in the high school group. I scrolled through it for a long time. The main thing was that Zheng Jian was spreading knowledge about home buying in the group and preaching that housing prices would rise. Everyone was chatting about other things, but no one paid attention to him.

Several classmates replied to his message, saying that we are all poor people and you have to find a rich person to sell your house.

I saw that the reply time of the latest message was last night, so I replied in the group: "You are selling a house in Shenzhen, and you came to the high school group to promote it. Are you doing it to the wrong person?"

Not long after the message was sent, the phone rang. It was Zheng Jian who called.

I am really afraid of him. Since he went to sell the house, it all depends on his happiness. He can call me whenever he wants, no matter what time it is, or whether I am busy or not.

"Hello, Mr. Gou, I am Xiao Zheng from Longfei Jiayuan. Are you considering buying a house recently?"

That sinister tone gave me goosebumps.

I said, "Can you please speak normally? Don't you feel awkward talking with your voice pinched like this? Mr. Gou, isn't it disgusting?"

Zheng Jian lowered his voice over there: "Brother Gou, there's nothing we can do, it's required by the company."

I said: "Is there a bag or a trash can next to you?"

Zheng Jian whispered: "There is a trash can, what's wrong?"

I said: "If you hold the trash can, load it, and keep loading it, can you still take care of it when you call the company after get off work?"

Zheng Jian immediately said in a straight tone but with a little drawl: "Mr. Gou, yes, we haven't gotten off work yet. If you have time, you can come over and take a look. Hey, yes, you can see the model room, yes."

Right - (There is no sound, and then the sound becomes very small) The manager just passed by and we haven't gotten off work yet. Really, Brother Gou, I think you can come and take a look. Nowadays, houses are not expensive and prices are rising again. This

Buying at this time is the most suitable opportunity whether it is to live in or invest.”

I was here with my head tilted and my phone between my legs, listening to him acting alone over there, typing on the keyboard with both hands.

I sent a QQ message to Lin Xiaojuan: "How soon will you be back?"

Lin Xiaojuan replied to my message: "It's almost there."

I answered Zheng Jian on the phone: "Just keep acting. I won't look at the house now. I'll come to you someday with the full payment and swipe my card directly. I don't have any money now!"

Zheng Jian: "Brother Gou, how many people are buying houses now with full payment? They are all loans -"

Me: "My wife is coming back, I won't talk to you anymore, bye!"

Zheng Jian: "Mr. Gou, Mr. Gou, please think about it, a loan is more suitable for you -"

Me: "Bye! Bye! I'm going to pick up my wife!"

I ignored Zheng Jian's shouting on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone, checked out of the Internet cafe, and stood not far outside the subway entrance waiting for Lin Xiaojuan.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and I thought to myself, I don't know if she has eaten yet. If not, I will take her to have something to eat later.

I stood under the dim light and watched people coming and going.

After waiting for a while, Lin Xiaojuan appeared, but instead of coming out of the subway entrance, she got off a silver car that roared to a stop across the street.

The car was more than ten meters away from me on the opposite side of the road, but Lin Xiaojuan's height was so eye-catching that she caught my attention as soon as she got off the car. Not to mention, she was really good-looking.

I was a country bumpkin. At that time, I only recognized BMW, Mercedes-Benz and Volkswagen. I didn’t recognize that car. The logo looked like an upright running tiger or leopard.

I was curious about whose car Lin Xiaojuan was sitting in, when I saw the driver's window rolled down, and a familiar face came into view - Director Lin Fenqiang.
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