After listening to Yu Yuanming's statement, Yang Fangning bit her lip, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: Hmph, Lao Tzu is not uncommon in this group training. Where can I not find a job that costs a few thousand dollars?

Yu Yuanming said lightly: Whether you care or not, he is dissatisfied with you anyway. You just know it. I'm bringing the words to.

Yang Fangning explained a few more words: I didn't do well? When I was asked to be a group trainer, I didn't know anything. Yuanming, you also know, we are all the same, that is, a supervisor and part-time lecturer of Wanjia. What do you know? Data reports, PPT, I can't do it, and no one teaches it.

The company never arranged for me to participate in group training. Every time we have a meeting, it's data analysis, it's rankings, and we are scolded every time we can't hold our heads up. But the leader still has to chase you and ask you why. It's hard to die!

Yu Yuanming: Alas!

Zhang Xunlei came to Longcheng, and the first month was full of ambition, using the bloodline map, visiting the old salesman, replacing the renewal personnel, and having the ambition to rebuild Longcheng.

I didn't expect a few axes to come down, but none of them worked.

Gradually, he wilted.

Sometimes when I go to the company in the morning for a morning meeting, I am listless.

A yawn is enough to trap a crowd.

Yang Fangning described it even better: his yawn came out, and all the leaves on the side of the road wilted.

Except for a trip in the morning, after noon, Zhang Xunlei didn't know where to go.

The next morning, he still showed up at work tired.

Zhang Xunlei has no friends in Longcheng, Qi Youpeng, the director, and Yang Fangning, the group training, have a bad relationship with him. I don't know how he arranges his daily life in addition to going to work?

Yu Yuanming remembered that in Guixi, several men from other places lived a very comfortable life.

Bragging, fighting landlords, and people cooking. In my spare time, I go singing, massage, and drinking.

It's like a world away!

Now don't say you don't have money, even if you have money.

I'm married, I have children, and I'm not that bachelor anymore.

Everything has changed.

As a result, one day, someone came to ask Yu Yuanming: Manager Yuanming, did Mr. Zhang ask you to borrow money?

Yu Yuanming was a little surprised: No, what's wrong?

The other party hesitated for a moment before saying: I heard that he borrowed money from several salesmen. I also lent him 2000. At that time, it was said that it would be returned in a few days. It's been two weeks now. He didn't say anything, and I couldn't open my mouth. But I'm afraid he will forget.

After all, $2,000 is not $200. Our families are all ordinary families, and we still have to raise children and parents.

It was the first time Yu Yuanming had heard of it: Ah, there was such a thing, what did he borrow money for?

The other party lowered his voice and leaned closer to Yuanming's ear and said: I heard that it was playing cards. And it's marijuana. 50 yuan for one hand, it's really big. We usually play 5 yuan a lot.

Yu Yuanming doesn't know how to play mahjong, and he doesn't know the size. After careful questioning, I know that there are many ways to play mahjong, the most powerful of which is the most popular CD mahjong recently, the people of the rivers and lakes call "bloody battle to the end"! A card seems to be 50 yuan is not much, but there are several rules doubled. Double, quadruple, it's incredible!

50 yuan a handful, if you don't win or lose a handful of cards, it is hundreds.

How can the 2,000 yuan withstand losing?

Of course, you don't have to lose, and you can win.

But the odds of winning depend on your skills, luck or other factors.

It is said that it is because some people like to Qi box cards that someone invented machine hemp, which is shuffled by the machine and dealt. But if you meet a few masters with tacit understanding to beat you, it will definitely be more losses and fewer wins.

How many people who have been immersed in the teahouse (teahouse) for a long time are not professional players?

Yang Jintao once opened a mahjong parlor in Peach Blossom Town, but three people came, and if they couldn't make enough, they called the proprietress to go. A few hours to launder the hostess's money. In the end, these people left, and others said: These are all professional killers! Specialized in playing cards, winning hundreds and thousands of dollars a day. Three fights one, how can you fight?

Therefore, it didn't take long for Yang Jintao to retreat and no longer run this business. Or do your own carpentry honestly.

I don't know where Zhang Xunlei is going to play cards, and I don't know who he's playing with, anyway, it seems that he is not a winner.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the mystery was revealed.

That morning, Zhang Xunlei did not speak at the morning meeting, but someone saw him coming to the company. And not alone, followed by a strange young man.

According to the people who saw it, Zhang Xunlei looked depressed and lonely. didn't speak, and when I met the salesman, I squeezed it with a lot of effort, and said hello with a smile!

Then the two of them entered the office, closed the door, and knew nothing.

After the morning meeting, everyone was busy, and no one paid attention to him.

Later, I vaguely heard an argument in his office, as if there was something else. Everyone was a little surprised, a little strange, looked at each other, and dared to knock on the door.

It took a few seconds for the door to open.

Zhang Xunlei in front of him surprised everyone.

Clothes were ripped open, hair was messy, and glasses were crooked. A face of numbness and embarrassment.

And the strange man sat proudly in the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said nothing.

So the salesman asked: Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?

Zhang Xunlei didn't talk.

But it was the young man who spoke: You can't do it today if you don't take the money. Don't blame me for being rude later!

The tone was stiff and vicious.

So someone went to call Qi Youpeng, and with a voice, a group of people instantly surrounded the office.

Zhang Xunlei was even more embarrassed, the young man was still so fearless.

Qi Youpeng was very manly at this time, and when he went in, he asked: Which one are you? Why did you go to our company to beat people?

The young man looked at a stocky man, but he didn't answer, and gestured to Zhang Xunlei with his chin.

Zhang Xunlei replied in a whisper: I owe them money.

Qi Youpeng still can't spare people: If you owe money, you can pay it back, and you can't beat people!

The young man said: I didn't hit. You can't spew blood!

Qi Youpeng was even more angry: You are still quibbling! Look, you have torn all his clothes, and there are footprints on them. Do you dare to say that you didn't fight?

As he spoke, he approached, and his two fists clenched.

The young man said, "I pulled him, and he fell down by himself." What's the matter with me?

Qi Youpeng said: No matter what. You can't hit people. If you have something to say, you owe money and pay it back.

How much money is owed?

As he spoke, he gave Zhang Xunlei a look.

Zhang Xunlei was like a defeated rooster, with his head down and not saying a word.

The young man took out a note from his pocket and showed it to Qi Youpeng.

Qi Youpeng glanced at it and gasped: the amount above is 80,000 yuan.

He was still unwilling, so he took the note and asked Zhang Xunlei: Is it so much?

Zhang Xunlei looked at the note he had written, and nodded helplessly.