Yes, the bonus is going to be paid.

Zhang Xiaobei was sitting on the minibus at this time, and took out cash from the bank's vault, and Zhang Xiaobei was in charge of the "escort" work.

The first time I saw boxes and boxes of money, a box of two million, a whole 13 boxes, all brand new 100 yuan bills, connected numbers.

Of course, there is no such shocking feeling now, it is all sealed in plastic storage boxes, similar to boxes of waste paper, money, only when she shows her true face, there is that shock.

So Zhang Xiaobei sat on the minibus and didn't feel it at all.

When he arrived at the hotel's large conference room, Zhang Xiaobei beckoned the hotel's doorman to carry the boxes of cash, and the doorman looked at the boxes of storage boxes, of course, he didn't know what was in them.

also asked casually: "Leader, what are you guys here, so heavy?"

Zhang Xiaobei naturally said casually: "Meeting materials." ”

It's not conference materials, who dares to say it's not! It's just special conference materials.

The doorman pushed the luggage cart and got on the elevator, and the driver and Zhang Xiaobei acted as "guards" and moved all the thirteen boxes of cash to the conference room.

This is when the shock hits.

At this time, there was nothing to do with the driver, Zhang Xiaobei found a paper cutter, gently picked up the rope on the box, and when he opened the first box, his eyes were really straight.

What is a millionaire? Just this small box of money is equal to so many 0s on the bank account? This million is not much, this box is two 1 million!

This is Zhang Xiaobei's feeling, not the impact of feeling bright red, but the feeling that there is really not much. It's a little different from their ordinary thinking.

Well, the cowhide bag is strong enough, the leader has explained, one bag contains two "555", of which there are twelve bags for 1.

What is "555", which means 100,000 yuan.

100,000 yuan bundled together, the length, width and height are about the same as a flat box of 555 cigarettes, so this theory spread.

This kind of cowhide bag is still custom-made, the outside looks like paper, and the inside is coated with a layer of plastic film, which is very strong, put two bundles, and the weight support is rich and rich.

Zhang Xiaobei took it all together and dismantled all the thirteen boxes of "conference materials", which had an obvious visual impact.

The money was distributed in this way: 2 million yuan for the president, 1 million yuan for each of the 8 vice presidents, 8 million yuan each, 8 million yuan, 6 coal mines, a fertilizer plant, a power plant, a real estate company, and an investment company, with 1 million yuan for each leader, which is 10 million yuan, and 500,000 yuan for each of the 12 department presidents, which is 6 million yuan. A total of 26 million.

Zhang Xiaobei slipped out the boxes of money one by one, and more than half of the huge conference table had been piled up into a hill.

Zhang Xiaobei took out the kraft paper bag prepared in advance, and began to pack it according to Mr. Jin's previous instructions.

Two in a bag, twelve in a bag, and in a short time it was piled up in a corner of the conference room. The bright red hill instantly turned into a pile of brown brown paper hills.

The change is really fast, Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help but sigh, and then called Director Zhao, and the MONEY bag was set.

However, it is still a folk saying that "bagging" is something that apple growers do for apples. Professional, where is it lost in a while.

It was already 10:30, and fifteen minutes later, Liu Xiangbo and Jin Yongcheng both walked in, and Director Zhao followed behind his buttocks.

After coming in, Liu Xiangbo and Jin Yongcheng sat down with a smile and a smile, and Director Zhao held the list in his hand. This division of labor is clear, Director Zhao reads the list, Zhang Xiaobei takes the money and hands it over to the two leaders.

Red envelopes, of course, the leader has to give them out in person.

Liu Xiangbo didn't say anything, and Jin Yongcheng nodded to Director Zhao, meaning to start put.

"Let's call Mr. Liu first. Zhang Xiaobei took out his mobile phone and called the executive vice president, the "mustache" mentioned earlier.

The phone rang and picked it up, and the voice of "okay, good" kept coming, and there was no longer the attitude towards Zhang Xiaobei before. Whoever is not happy to receive the money.

In a few seconds, Vice President Liu came in, Liu Xiangbo took three bags in his hand, Jin Yongcheng took two bags in his hand, and taught Vice President Liu at once.

One million, this weight alone is not light, and it obviously feels like the "mustache" is sinking in his hand.

"It's been a hard year, Mr. Liu, thank you. This is what Liu Xiangbo said.

"Lao Liu, it's not heavy, don't you need to ask Xiaobei to help you send it. Kim Yong-sung said.

This is a special joke, Zhang Xiaobei wants to share the money on the spot, besides, are you willing to let others touch your money?

"Not heavy, not heavy, not heavy. Vice President Liu said important things three times, for fear that others would lose a stack when they touched it, but he also jokingly said, "No matter how heavy it is, you can move it." ”

Then the three of them laughed, and Vice President Liu went out.

Then, needless to say, they all came in one by one with a smile on their faces, went out with excitement on their faces, and left in a hurry.

Why are you going, the bank? Who can throw this 1.8 million all the way to the trunk of the car?

The last person to enter the door was the general manager of the administrative affairs department, but it was no longer Bruce Lee, Bruce Lee was still the deputy, and he didn't have anything to do with receiving red envelopes this time.

When there were two piles of money left in the corner, Liu Xiangbo stood up: "Lao Jin, I don't have to give you and Xiao Zhao's in person, this is heavy and heavy." Claim it yourselves. ”

After speaking, Liu Xiangbo took out a cigarette, which turned out to be a legendary white-skinned cigarette. The outer packaging is a layer of white paper.

But at this time, Liu Xiangbo's eyes turned to Zhang Xiaobei, holding a cigarette in his hand, pointing at Zhang Xiaobei and saying, "This is the legendary Zhang Xiaobei." ”

Nima, also legendary.

"Yes, Xiang Bo, this is my secret. Mr. Jin said with a little pride.

"Zhang Xiaobei, come on, come on. Young people are amazing, follow Mr. Jin to do a good job. As he spoke, he took out a red envelope from his pocket.

This is a real red envelope, red, just like the red envelope that gives out New Year's money, but the thickness is just a few thicknesses. Also, the place where this ticket is exposed is not red, but from a distance, it is still a little green.

"Nima, give five thousand. "This is Zhang Xiaobei's belly, but the chairman of the board of directors gives a red envelope, your legs must be fast, this is a high look.