Yu Yuanming still shook his head: Forget it, sister, thank you! Let's wash our feet honestly!

The girl stiffened her face, pulled away Yu Yuanming's pants, pulled them a few times with her hands, and found that the bottom was indeed as soft as a persimmon, and she was depressed. She looked up at Yu Yuanming, a little unreasonable.

The foot-washing girl instantly returned to normal: Okay. You wait a minute, I'll go fetch hot water.

The next afternoon, a lot of people rushed over. The place I made an appointment in the evening was a hot pot restaurant with a peculiar name, called Pigpen Hot Pot. It is said that the first shop was on the hill, next to a pig farm. The environment doesn't seem to be good, but the dishes are fresh, and many dishes are picked in the soil next to them. The water used is also spring water from the mountains. The beef, sheep and pork are all delivered from the slaughterhouse not far away, and the guests are of course satisfied. It turned out that although it was somewhat famous, it had been tepid, but later the transportation was developed and the car was convenient, and the business became booming.

Now it's not just about entertaining guests in the mountains, but it's also driving into the city. Although it is located in a bustling city, the name is still called Pigpen, and it is also an indelible mark with that mountain wind.

After getting off work, there were still a few people around, and Di Shengqing came to the hot pot restaurant with a smile on his face. Everyone talked about the past, and thanked Mr. Di for his cultivation or something. Supervisor Mao joked that a few days ago, the company saw off Mr. Di, and when he sang at night, someone sang a song "The Wind Blows North". Because Di always goes to Beijing! But there was a guy who sang the popular song "It Doesn't Matter" that made everyone laugh!

When he was eating and drinking, He Cheng received a phone call, he immediately lowered his voice, covered his mobile phone and went out to answer it.

Everyone continued to make jokes about Supervisor Mao, asking him when he would get married? Supervisor Mao is not small, and his friends have talked about it countless times, but he is not married.

was talking, the fat man Gui Yong, who was sitting next to Supervisor Mao, rang again, and like He Cheng, he lowered his voice after a few words and went out.

After a while, He Cheng returned. After a long silence, he took a sip of wine.

He complained with a distressed face: Which informant is Ri Ma! When we have a meal, the company will come and ask repeatedly, who is organizing?

said that the company had made an evaluation of Mr. Di and held a ceremony. What is the intention of doing such a private organizational activity now?

I've explained again and again that we're just having a casual meal, and who's organizing there, and there's no purpose.

Oops!

Mr. Di sat quietly and did not speak.

After a while, Gui Yong also returned. Shaking his head as he walked! Because he was obese, the way he shook his head and sighed made it even more obvious that his body was shaking, and the flesh around him was trembling.

Gui Yong said the same. It's also the company tracking down who is organizing the dinner?

Everyone began to express resentment: What kind of subsidiary? We are so sensitive to eating a meal? We don't eat the company's food, and we have to take care of our own AA system?

It's too much!

Di Shengqing waved his hand: Don't say it. Let's punch and drink!

Everyone still listened to the greeting and started to drink again. Di Shengqing said lightly: Everyone should be happy for me, this is the first time I have worked in the capital. Isn't it?

Taking advantage of everyone's commotion and drinking, Lu Chunying pulled Yuan Ming and whispered: Mr. Di is leaving, let's go buy him a dress, it can be regarded as a commemoration.

Yu Yuanming nodded, the two didn't say hello, and after walking out quickly, they took a taxi straight to the mall. After picking and choosing, I finally chose a cashmere sweater. Lu Chunying asked Yu Yuanming to give it a try, just a little tight. Because of his stature, Di Shengqing is a little thinner.

Sure enough, when the two rushed back to try on Di Shengqing on the spot, it was very close.

I drank a lot of wine and talked a lot that night.

When the AA system was finally paid, Supervisor Mao was on the edge again. He said he had already passed the A few days ago. Tonight was meant to be a slot, and he came for dinner.

Everyone knows his kind of temperament, and it is rare to talk to him.

When I returned to Longcheng the next day, Yang Xiaolan, Su Liyong, and Yuan Xiaoli all knew. Everyone was depressed for a while, and they didn't know what to say.

That night, Yu Yuanming received a phone call.

Soon, the company came with a new marketing manager.

This boss transferred from Hunan is tall, with a flat head, a loud voice, and a very conscious name: Tao Ran.

Since I just came over, I haven't gotten the appointment documents in the Insurance Regulatory Bureau, so the business card is the assistant to the chairman of Qiankun Insurance Agency.

I also just came to Jiangnan, so I am not familiar with the situation here. So, Mr. Du transferred the hairy belly that had returned to Puzhou back to the branch, and the position was particularly funny, that is, to be an assistant to Tao Ran.

Why is it so funny?

Because his position is the assistant to the chairman.

When Tao Ran came to Jiangnan, he began to run the organization and meet with the person in charge, the group training, and the department manager. Let's get acquainted with each other first!

Through Lu Chunying, Yu Yuanming knew Tao Ran's background.

It turned out that he was the cousin of Tao Ruirong, the leader of the Hunan branch.

No wonder!

Tao Ran gave everyone a feeling that was not as good as Di Shengqing, perhaps it was everyone's feelings and encounters with Di Shengqing that led to their dislike for newcomers.

Soon at the end of the year, the branch held a general meeting in Liangzhou.

At the meeting, Mr. Du summarized the work of the past year and said frankly: We have conducted experiments in the industry and tasted the taste of crabs.

Thank you very much for your efforts, especially some of the back-office. For example, Wan Jiayong once went to his office to talk. He hoped that Wan Jiayong would be bold enough to tell the truth and say anything. Unexpectedly, Wan Jiayong had a bitter stomach.

How difficult it was to study hard from the countryside and finally get admitted to university! I dreamed of finding a good job after graduation and giving my parents something in return. After all, in order to provide for his education, his parents were bent over by heavy labor, and they were reluctant to use a penny of water in their hands.

Unexpectedly, in the legendary high-paying industry, in addition to daily use, not only can you not afford to buy a house, but you can't get married. I didn't even have much money for my parents, and I felt guilty when I thought about it. The more I talked, the more excited I became, the more sad I became, and Wan Jiayong cried!

Mr. Du said this, and everyone was also infected.

It seems that the boss of this township cadre, although he does not understand life insurance marketing, is not as eloquent as Mr. Di. But I still have everyone in my heart, and I am still very concerned about the lives of ordinary employees.

After the day's meeting was over, and after dinner in the evening, the department managers received a notice to go to Mr. Du's room in order to talk.

Due to the large number of people, we will talk again the next day if we can't finish talking that day.

Yu Yuanming saw that the institutions he talked about that night were all other institutions, and there should be no Dragon City. So I asked a few friends to go to the famous Binjiang Road in Liangzhou for a walk.

In winter, the wind blows a little cold on the riverside road. But everyone drank wine and ate mutton, which was just right! A group of people talked and laughed, and they were very happy.