"Beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful. The turtle looked at the back of the woman in white who was leaving quickly, and sighed. Especially her beautiful mole, how could she be so dignified?

This reminded Zhang Kuan of Zhou Zhiruo in Ma Jingtao's version of Heaven and Dragon Slayer.

Unexpectedly, the dignified northwest region would actually grow a soft woman that only has a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, which made Zhang Kuan lose his mind for a long time, but he still didn't forget his business, and quickly bought ten yuan of steamed buns, four or five tofu brains, and hurried back.

Zhang Kuan's calculation is very good, his father cooks every day, and since he came out to buy breakfast today, he simply bought his father's breakfast together, which also made him happy. Zhang Kuan has calculated everything, eight buns per person, two tofu brains, and the cliff is full.

However, Zhang Yanling's house, where Zhang Kuan went first, called Zhang Yanling to come out and get breakfast, Zhang Yanling saw that the basket was full of steamed buns and immediately blossomed, and she took them all out, and took four or five tofu brains with the other hand, and muttered happily in her mouth, "Even if your kid has a conscience, he knows to buy it for our whole family." Okay, Miss Ben isn't angry, you can go back. ”

As the door of Zhang Yanling's house slowly closed, Zhang Kuan's heart was broken.

Those steamed buns and tofu brains were bought for my grandfather and two to eat.

At the same time, he also had a heart, and when he gave gifts to others in the future, he must think about how many copies to give, and he must also think about where to send them.

When I went to the company, it was a weekly meeting as usual, but the difference was that Mr. Liu did not train people today, but asked the secretary Xiaoli to read the monthly report summary.

The monthly report in July was very flat, and the overall sales volume was not much different from June, with a slight increase, and this increase was caused by Zhang Kuan's order.

For such a result, Mr. Liu behaved very decadently, and said weakly: "Maybe you don't feel it, the current Wanyuan has reached the point of life and death, if there is still such sales next month, I can only report to the big boss and apply for closure." At present, the situation of our company is that the salaries of employees are paid as usual, the management personnel are not in arrears, and other special talents earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, but what about the company? It just guarantees the capital, what does this mean? The boss does not make any money at all when he opens this company, and all the money is earned by the employees. If this is the case, what is the boss doing when he opens a factory? Why don't you deposit all the money in the foundation, so that the interest of hundreds of millions of dollars will be millions a month, how much better than starting a company?"

The foundation is a special product of Weiyang City, radiating many surrounding cities and counties, and its deposit interest is much higher than that of the bank, and the loan procedures are also convenient, the difference is that the interest is relatively high, which is a relatively mild usury. Under normal circumstances, there is no need, no one dares to go to the foundation for a loan, once the loan is borrowed, and it cannot be repaid in time for three months, it means that the interest rate will rise endlessly, and it will snowball bigger and bigger.

Zhang Kuan worked as a gangster in Hot Spring Town, and witnessed several small shop owners being cornered by the Foundation, so they had to sell their property and try to pay off their debts.

What Zhang Kuan didn't understand was why Mr. Liu said such things on such an occasion, was he threatening the employees? If so, it seems that Dad is right, this person is not a good team leader.

In the end, Mr. Liu criticized the business group A by name, for a whole month, the order amount is less than half of group B and group C, what do you want?

Zhang Kuan saw that Xu Yingchun kept his head down, and seemed extremely ashamed. And the manager Tang was calmly cutting his nails on the side, and the chubby Manager Wang seemed to be asleep like an old monk.

Mr. Liu finally said: "If the order volume cannot recover next month, the company will decide to lay off one-third, from the management to the lowest employees." ”

This news made Zhang Kuan uneasy like thunder, it has only been a month since he joined the company, and he is going to lay off employees?

After the meeting, Zhang Kuan went to ask Xu Yingchun whether the layoffs that Mr. Liu said were true or false, Xu Yingchun said: "It's hard to say now, I have been shouting about layoffs last year, but there has been no layoff, I guess he wants us to put a little pressure." ”

Zhang Kuan asked again, "If there are layoffs, who will be laid off?"

Xu Yingchun leaned back weakly, "Whatever, he will cut whoever he doesn't like." ”

From Xu Yingchun's face, Zhang Kuan saw an unusual meaning, it seemed that there was an inexplicable relationship between Xu Yingchun and Mr. Liu.

What kind of woman is this woman?

When I went to the toilet during the break, I happened to meet Manager Tang who was also there, and the thief approached Zhang Kuan awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "Does Xu Yingchun taste good?"

Zhang Kuan was stunned, and naturally heard the meaning of Manager Tang's words, and his face darkened immediately. In Wanyuan, Xu Yingchun was the first person to be good to himself after all, so naturally he was not allowed to insult casually, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

Manager Tang saw that Zhang Kuan's face was not good, the corners of his mouth smiled, and turned to leave.

No matter how other people in the company treated Mr. Liu's speech, Zhang Kuan relied on the God of Wealth cover, but became more and more energetic and energetic. This is mainly reflected in the time of work, he used to enter the company at almost eight o'clock, and for several days, he arrived at the factory at half past seven.

Speaking of which, it has a lot to do with rushing to Jiefang Bridge at half past six every day, but except for that day, I haven't seen the shadow of "Zhou Zhiruo" for several days, and I can't help but feel a little lost. But this bit of loss quickly found comfort in the company, every morning at seven thirty-five, there was a slender girl jumping to the company, Zhang Kuan secretly looked at her badge, it seemed to be the designer of the development department, the name is Xu Jiaojiao.

The girl looked at her little age, had a pair of talking eyes, extremely smart, didn't smile or speak when she saw people, everyone greeted her warmly, even the uncle who swept the floor, when he saw the girl, he smiled and asked, "Jiaojiao is here." ”

This girl, let Zhang Kuan think of the cute elf who does not eat fireworks in the world, even if there is great sorrow, seeing this girl will be swept away, this feeling is extremely wonderful, like taking drugs, Zhang Kuan wants to see her every day.

The office of the development department is on the side of the production building, and he rarely comes and goes, so he is naturally not familiar with it, but since he saw Xu Jiaojiao, Zhang Kuan began to run to the production workshop intentionally or unintentionally, just to see Xu Jiaojiao.

At the same time, Zhang Kuan also found that he was not the only one who secretly watched Xu Jiaojiao every day, and Manager Tang, the boss of Group B, was even more excessive, not only watching, but also sending flowers and fruits every day, and sending meals at noon.

Xu Jiaojiao accepted all these things without pulling back, which made Zhang Kuan very sad, but looking at Xu Jiaojiao's expression, it seemed that she didn't regard Manager Tang as a brother, but as an ordinary friend. This can be seen from the relationship between the two. At the very least, Zhang Kuan hadn't found out that Manager Tang had ever succeeded in taking advantage of Xu Jiaojiao.

As long as Manager Tang made a slight move, Xu Jiaojiao would jump away like a smart butterfly, avoiding him from a distance, smiling, and making him helpless. Even when it was time to get off work, Xu Jiaojiao would rather ride an electric car by herself than sit in Manager Tang's BMW.

Just this point, let Zhang Kuan like it very much.

Finally, on the morning of the fifth day, the "Zhou Zhiruo" appeared at the Liberation Bridge, Zhang Kuan suddenly cheered up and looked at her intently.

"Zhou Zhiruo" also found Zhang Kuan, and under the touch of his gaze, he was like a panicked deer, and quickly turned his face to dodge, as if he was very afraid of Zhang Kuan's gaze. But inadvertently, he secretly glanced back.

"Zhou Zhiruo" was still holding the big blue porcelain bowl that day, and was still queuing up in front of the oil cake stall, not in a hurry or impatient, like a pine in the wind, standing still.

Such a girl is distinguished from the others around her at a glance, looking at the other people waiting, either shaking her body, shaking her calves, or bowing her head to play with her mobile phone, in short, she did not wait as attentively as she did, such a deep qi cultivation kung fu, it can be inferred that she has an excellent tutor.

From the first feeling Zhang Kuan, I knew that such a girl and himself were people of two worlds, and I could only think about it in my heart, and it was almost impossible to say that there was any intersection. Therefore, he was even more curious about the arrangement of the God of Wealth, what kind of difficulties would such a girl have that she needed to help herself?

Just when Zhang Kuan didn't know why, the difficulty of "Zhou Zhiruo" came.

A young man with colorful hair rode an electric car to Jiefang Bridge, first lit a cigarette, held it to the corner of his mouth, and then shook his crotch pants hanging on the straddle, walked to the oil cake stall step by step, and naturally waved everyone in front of him away, "Let everyone let go, let my brother come first." The young man said, squeezing to the front of the crowd.

Many people in line raised their voices of dissatisfaction, but no one dared to accuse them openly, because the students studying at Jiefangqiao High School knew what kind of young man with colorful hair was, and it was said that he organized a silver wolf club outside, also known as the Lewd Wolf Club, which specialized in seducing and deceiving all kinds of ignorant girls who were fourteen or fifteen years old, and once broke the arm of a high school boy.

For gangsters outside the school, students all have the idea of forbearance, but it is just a matter of buying an oil cake sooner or later, and it is not worth offending a gangster.

But "Zhou Zhiruo" couldn't bear it, she accused in a crisp voice like a yellow bird, "Why don't you line up?"

The young man snorted, looking at "Zhou Zhiruo" like an alien, "Who are you?"

The owner of the oil cake stall didn't want the girl in front of him to suffer, so he took the hood wheel and asked, "Young man, how many do you want, they're all fried, I'll wrap you if you want a few." ”

"Can't give him a bag. Zhou Zhiruo said, with a resolute face, "If you cut the line, you should go to the back." ”

The young man with the colorful head laughed angrily, grabbed the colorful chicken nest with his hand, looked left and right, and laughed heavily: "The sun came out of the west today? Someone actually said that I cut the line? Ha, joke, when did I cut the line? Obviously, I came first." ”

The owner of the oil cake stall over there still said with a calm attitude: "Give it, give it, ask for a few oil cakes and take them." ”

"No, you have to go to the line. Zhou Zhiruo still refuses to forgive.

The young man shook his right leg violently, stretched out two middle fingers towards Zhou Zhiruo, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what this means?

Obviously, "Zhou Zhiruo" was not lightly angered by the colorful gangsters in front of her, her face was already pale, and the bowl in her hand was almost unable to hold it, as if it would fall down at any time. But in the next second, her eyes widened in surprise.

A young man in a formal suit suddenly rushed over, naturally grabbed the young man's colorful chicken nest hairstyle, pressed it hard, raised his knees, and then heard the sound of the door and knees banging.