It was dark and overcast.

At five o'clock in the morning, it was drizzling in Ningyuan, and there was some endless meaning.

Liu Yi got up with difficulty, first turned on the old desk lamp given by her sister when she got married, and the faint light illuminated the bedroom.

She was afraid of waking up the children around her, so she quietly got out of bed, her face was less irritable when she first saw Zhang Xiaojian, and she looked at her son who was still asleep and smiled.

This smile is very warm, even if the most fierce woman on weekdays seems to look amiable once she begins to radiate the radiance of maternal love.

It's just that Xu Yichen, who is asleep, has never seen his wife smile at him like this in his life, because of his poor academic performance...

After laughing, Liu Yi left the bedroom lightly, and when he closed the door, he remembered that the lamp was not turned off, and went back to turn off the lamp.

Coming out again, she began to clean up the leftovers on the table.

Because the economic conditions are not rich, and the children's expenses are very large, of course, the meals will not be thrown away, but put in the refrigerator, even if it is a wine bottle, she will not throw away, because although this thing does not require a deposit in convenience stores now, it is still worth a little money to sell scrap.

After cleaning up, Liu Yi began to wash, and the faucet was turned on quite small, in order to save water and not to wake up his son.

Finally sorted out, at about half past five, Liu Yi went out with an old folding umbrella.

What was she doing when she went out so early?

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Walking down the dilapidated corridor and nodding with a few familiar uncles and aunts, Liu Yi walked out of the old community that had not become brand new because of the rain, but looked even more dilapidated.

It took about five minutes for her to walk out of the side street and onto the main road, where there weren't many people at the bus stop, but it was definitely crowded around seven o'clock.

It was about the same time as she calculated, starting from the station at half past five, and the No. 58 bus, which lasted about ten minutes, arrived on time quickly, Liu Yi got on the bus, skillfully swiped the bus card, and habitually sat in the back row.

This habit is not because she gets motion sickness, but because she has squeezed too much in the morning rush hour, and during the morning rush hour, she will always meet the uncle and aunt who have nothing to come out to walk and brush the elderly card.

So she is used to sitting in the back row, whether it is the small wisdom of the small citizens, or the little cunning, in short, Liu Yi, who worries about the child while working, has never even thought about it.

Of course, because it was too early today, there were no uncles and aunts, and there were very few passengers, and the seats were not satisfied, so there was no need to give up their seats at all.

After six stops, Liu Yi got off the train with an umbrella and found that the rain was heavier.

The trouser legs were a little wet, but she didn't care, walked around a street corner, and saw a store called Changmin Sausage, with a side sign that said Factory Direct Sales.

At this time, it was six o'clock, but the front of this sausage store was already overcrowded, and there was a long queue, and all kinds of people were holding umbrellas, not noisy, and it seemed that everyone was used to it.

Why are there so many people today? Liu Yi felt that he was late to come out.

Changmin sausage is very famous in Ningyuan.

Factory direct sales are not as low as outsiders think, because Changmin has never opened any branch even if he is so famous, only this store and the sausage factory behind it have been doing it for almost 40 years.

The store sells very early every day, starting at half past six and ending at about half past eight, and the sausages processed in a day can be completely sold out.

Liu Yi naturally began to line up, queued for almost an hour, and came to the window at almost seven o'clock, she said: "Ten catties of sausages." ”

As soon as the clerk heard about the ten catties, he knew that it was for relatives and friends, and immediately asked, "Do you want to be plasticized?"

In the past, of course, Liu Yi didn't need plastic sealing to buy sausages, and most of his family were in Ningyuan, and he didn't send any relatives, so he asked: "How much money does plastic envelope cost?"

"Two dollars a bag, a bag a pound. ”

Liu Yi calculated, ten catties are ten bags, and it takes an extra twenty yuan.

Twenty bucks is just a bag... She was a little careful to save money, but in the end she gritted her teeth: "Plastic sealing." ”

Because the sausages were not bought for the children, but for the relatives who came to the house yesterday.

She hadn't said a few words to Zhang Xiaojian, but she knew that Zhang Xiaojian might not leave when these days.

I finally came to Ningyuan, but I couldn't let my relatives go back empty-handed.

Liu Yi came to line up early in the morning, just to try his best to be a landlord.

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Beer mixed with liquor is drunk separately.

Some people drink it and it's fine, and some people drink it and their heads explode when they mix it up.

Xu Zhiming's head didn't explode, but it was turned off, so that he didn't know how he lay in bed or how he fell asleep.

He only knew that when he opened his eyes, his head was splitting, and when he saw that it was already nine o'clock, he suddenly panicked.

But soon the panic disappeared, and he saw the gorgeous chandeliers, the carpet that looked soft, the silk quilt covering his body, and the scenery of the drizzling Ningyuan business district outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Are you in a dream?

Xu Zhiming was sure that it was not, and he didn't even have to pinch his face, because his head hurt too much.

Before he could roll over and get out of bed, his movement seemed to be heard outside the house, and a shout came: "Brother, wake up, come out to eat." ”

The memory in Xu Zhiming's head began to revive, remembering Zhang Xiaojian who said that he was one of the owners of a real estate company...

This matter is a bit magical for Xu Zhiming, because the cousin in his memory is still the one with a big runny nose and needs to wipe it with paper, otherwise he will wipe it on his pants.

Of course, Xu Zhiming is not a critic, what he saw and heard last night and everything in front of him now shows that Zhang Xiaojian is not bragging.

He rolled over and got out of bed and walked into the spacious and bright living room to make sure that he was not bragging.

Zhang Xiaojian and Poplar Gao Qingsong were sitting at the dining table at this time, eating breakfast from unknown countries, which looked simple and exquisite, but felt nutritious and expensive.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that at this time, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and after Zhang Xiaojian said 'enter', Yan Ci walked in with several staff members in the same group wearing various suits.

Coming to Zhang Xiaojian's side, Yan Ci began to report.

While listening, Zhang Xiaojian said to Xu Zhiming: "Brother, sit down to eat, what are you doing standing stupidly." ”

Xu Zhiming found that six people led by Yan Ci looked at him, with kindness and friendliness in their eyes, but he could only smile awkwardly, and then sat down next to Zhang Xiaojian.

Yan Ci said at this time: "Boss, do you want to wait until you finish eating before reporting?"

Zhang Xiaojian said: "No, you can just talk about it, and you can control the specific details." ”

Yan Ci nodded: "The internal structure of the company is too family-oriented, and it needs to be adjusted if it wants to develop well in the future." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "Whole." ”

Gao Qingsong said: "I'll write you a list in a while, I'm familiar with it." ”

Bai Yang almost choked after drinking a glass of water, looked at Gao Qingsong and said, "Okay, Xiao Xiaogao, you are ruthless enough." ”

Gao Qingsong shook his head: "Although it won't rot to the bones, I have made enough money over the years, and I have done my best to give them dignity." ”

Yan Ci knew too much about this, and immediately asked: "Mr. Gao?" means that he is afraid that Gao Deren will stop him.

Gao Qingsong said: "I'm going to talk to my mother in the afternoon. ”

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Yes." ”

Yan Ci was also very satisfied, as an old fritter, he took advantage of Zhang Xiaojian's third brother to have breakfast to talk about this matter just to let Gao Qingsong come forward.

Then came the second question: "Boss, Zhou Chengfu contacted me privately and wanted to have a meal with you." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "Don't eat." ”

Yan Ci didn't persuade, and then reported the details of the meeting after Zhang Xiaojian left yesterday, picked up the key points, said the general point, and also put forward his own opinions.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaojian also finished breakfast, picked up a piece of napkin, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said to Yan Ci: "The team you just formed is good, and things are done neatly, you have to give bonuses to boost morale, you can study the specific numbers, and tell me when the time comes." ”

Yan Ci is happy, and the employees behind him who follow Yan Ci but are not familiar with Zhang Xiaojian are also overjoyed, how many days have they been in the company, and they can get the first bonus?

Xu Zhiming watched, listened and chewed.

His reason told him that all this was true, and Zhang Xiaojian was really a big boss.

But there is always a vigilant voice in my heart that is also saying that this may be a scam, a high-end scam that can deceive you into losing your blood mother...

But reason spoke again at this time, what can you lose by your blood mother... It seems that the money in your bank passbook is not enough for this hearty breakfast.

"Hmm~~" Xu Zhiming, who was not entangled, took a bite of the sausage that he didn't know the name of, and felt that this sausage seemed to be better than Changmin's.

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