Chapter 202: Laughter is contagious

"Mr. Yang, why are you here?"

Wang Jinglong hurriedly ran over, didn't he say that Mr. Yang was on a business trip and would have to come back in a few days?

Yang Zhengjun looked at Zhao Yang, who was paralyzed on the ground, his face was blue, this big Buddha that he didn't dare to offend, was actually tossed like this by Wang Jinglong!

"You!" Yang Zhengjun looked at Wang Jinglong with anger on his face, "I didn't tell you, you can't corporal punishment of employees, this is going to spread out, where is our Huasheng!"

Yang Zhengjun urgently Zhao Yang said that his identity must not be exposed, so in front of so many grassroots employees, Yang Zhengjun did not dare to speak directly to Zhao Yang.

And Wang Jinglong liked to do this in his sales department before, he had already said that Wang Jinglong had been many times, and he thought that he had reined in, but he didn't expect to bring it to the marketing department.

also made Zhao Yang like this, Yang Zhengjun is really holding back his anger now.

After hearing this, Wang Jinglong hurriedly explained, "Mr. Yang, listen to me, I am doing this for their sake, which can not only enhance their physical literacy, but also ......"

"Shut up! Doesn't the company have team building activities? Do you decide these things without permission? Look at your beer belly, why don't you see you doing a few push-ups on the ground!"

The more Wang Jinglong argued, the more angry Yang Zhengjun became.

Zhao Yang rested for a long time, finally stood up, did it with other colleagues, and began to enjoy the good show in front of him.

Wang Jinglong, who was still arrogant and proud just now, was suddenly trained by Yang Zhengjun as the third grandson.

Wang Jinglong didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only keep his head down and listen to the training honestly.

Yang Zhengjun saw that the sweat on Zhao Yang's body sitting on the ground was still dripping, and his brows were even more twisted, thinking that Zhao Yang was still not relieved, and suddenly raised his voice again, "Wang Jinglong, didn't you hear what I just said! Your subordinates can do push-ups, you can't do them?"

"If you can't even do this, this big manager, I don't think you can do it!"

As soon as he heard Yang Zhengjun mention the position of the big manager, Wang Jinglong hurriedly lay on the ground.

Wang Jinglong's body is on the fat side, and it is difficult not to say that it is difficult to do push-ups, but it is funny enough to say this first.

Although his limbs were propped up, Wang Jinglong's big belly was always suspended in mid-air, and when he fell again, his round big belly was suddenly pressed into a meat patty.

Before he had done enough, Wang Jinglong's armpits were already full of sweat, and through his shirt, there were a large number of traces.

Because Wang Jinglong usually lacks exercise, when he exerts force, his mouth will unconsciously make a "humming" sound.

It sounded like a pig humming, which made the people in the marketing department almost laugh out loud.

But they still endured it, and now although Yang Zhengjun is punishing Wang Jinglong, as soon as Yang Zhengjun leaves, Wang Jinglong is still their leader, so they can't be offended.

It's just that it's too uncomfortable to hold back a smile.

Zhao Yang didn't have so many worries, Wang Jinglong couldn't do it after just three of them, and when he lay on the ground directly, Zhao Yang laughed directly.

Laughter, like yawning, is contagious, originally these people were uncomfortable when they held back their laughter, but when they heard Zhao Yang laugh without restraint, the others also laughed in an instant.

Wang Jinglong naturally listened to it, turned his head sharply, and stared at the group of people in the marketing department fiercely.

was killed by Wang Jinglong's eyes, and suddenly all the people were silent.

"Look at it!

Before Wang Jinglong's head could be twisted back, Yang Zhengjun roared angrily.

The frightened Wang Jinglong hurriedly continued to push ups, and sure enough, it was a level of pressure.

Just now, Yang Zhengjun saw Zhao Yang smiling happily, and he was a little relieved, it seems that the anger in Zhao Yang's heart should have dissipated a lot, so Yang Zhengjun could only continue to punish this Wang Jinglong.

In order to let Zhao Yang dissipate his anger, he can only do this, whoever let this disaster be broken out by Wang Jinglong, if he is not punished, who will be punished!

Under the supervision of Yang Zhengjun, Wang Jinglong did a total of about 10 push-ups.

It's not that Yang Zhengjun feels sorry for him, so he only let him do ten, but because Wang Jinglong is a little older and fat, and when he does five or six, he is already the limit.

When he reached the tenth, he really couldn't do it anymore, and his face had turned pale, so Yang Zhengjun let him go.

"Okay, the work summary of your marketing department is done, let's get off work. Yang Zhengjun said that he was about to take steps to leave the small conference room, but as soon as he took two steps, he looked back at the group of people in the marketing department, "You have all worked hard today, and you can go to work two hours later tomorrow." ”

After speaking, Yang Zhengjun completely left the conference room.

Wang Jinglong was paralyzed on the ground, motionless, and there was no strength left in his body, so he could only gasp for breath, and only slowly spoke for a long time, "Didn't Mr. Yang let you get off work without hearing!, Mr. Yang has already asked you to come two hours late tomorrow, if anyone dares to be late again, see how I clean you up!"

"If it weren't for my light, where would you have had all this extra rest!"

Although Yang Zhengjun said to all employees that he could be late for a while, in Wang Jinglong's heart, Mr. Yang's words were actually said to him.

Yang Zhengjun forced him to do ten push-ups, presumably just to make a show for the other employees.

Otherwise, how could everyone have done at least twenty, and he only did ten, isn't it because he is the leader, at least he still has to have face.

There is also the matter of resting the next day, and now Wang Jinglong is tired and can't get up, not to give him a holiday, how could Yang Zhengjun really let everyone be late.

How could these grassroots employees have such a big face.

While Wang Jinglong was still paralyzed on the ground to rest, the other employees had packed up their things and prepared to get off work.

After entering the elevator, he began to complain.

"I thought I was back in elementary school physical education, I'm exhausted, if I don't get a little more sleep tomorrow, I guess I'm going to die......"

"You're less beautiful, is this to let you rest, obviously Mr. Yang asked Wang Jinglong to rest, we're just getting wet!"

"Also, Manager Wang is the leader after all, how can Mr. Yang really punish Manager Wang for us!"

A group of people came out of the elevator and arrived at the gate of the company, still talking, but Zhao Yang never participated in the topic.

The colleague on the side glanced at Zhao Yang, "Zhao Yang, why don't you speak!"

Office gossip should be discussed by everyone, otherwise it always seems that the person who doesn't speak will be as dense as ever.