Chapter 111: Lao Wang touches the knife
"Wait for us in the parking lot at six o'clock tonight. Zhao Junhao ran to serve the noodles, and Mo Yu took out his mobile phone again and flipped through the itinerary.
"Okay. Zhao Junhao smiled and made an OK gesture.
Yue Qingya suddenly lowered her head, took out a hundred-yuan bill from her wallet, and handed it to Zhao Junhao, "Me and Mo Yu's powder money." ”
Zhao Junhao hurriedly waved his hand, "No, the money you gave last time didn't run out at all." ”
When Yue Qingya came to the cafeteria for the first time to eat noodles, she had already overpaid, how could Zhao Junhao forget the boldness of the leader.
Yue Qingya's hand paused, and then said, "Then it can be regarded as overtime pay for you." ”
Mo Yu laughed softly and covered the marks of his lips and teeth with his hand, "The president really has a heart!"
The leaders all said so, how could Zhao Junhao not take the money?
The arm stretched out, and with a hula, he grabbed the money into his hand.
The speed was so fast that Yue Qingya could even feel the few fingers of her money rubbing against the air.
"Thank you for your concern!" Zhao Junhao smiled.
"Hey, do you make very little money selling powder?" Seeing Zhao Junhao's anxious action, Mo Yu naturally asked out loud.
"Eh, two leaders, don't you know, our cafeteria has been having a tight time recently, and it's uncomfortable in your heart!" Zhao Junhao sighed.
"What if...... It would be nice if there was a special subsidy for the canteen. Zhao Junhao's eyes dodged the gaze, and they swirled in places where Yue Qingya and Mo Yu couldn't see.
Within two moments, he proposed it to the leader very "casually"!
The end of the chopsticks held in Yue Qingya's hand lightly clicked on the table.
She quickly made a decision that even Mo Yu hadn't thought of.
"Zhao Junhao, if you want to get financial support, go to Minister Peng to talk to yourself. ”
After hearing this woman's reply, Zhao Junhao's mouth was open for a few seconds.
"Is there any more questions?" Yue Qingya looked up.
"President, you are so arrogant!" Zhao Junhao was already laughing in his heart.
"Zhao Junhao, don't mess around there! The president has invested all his money in Beibu Gulf, and now the president's office is a poor bastard!" Mo Yu snorted.
"Then what is Minister Peng doing? How can he still have money?"
Mo Yu couldn't help but smell the fragrance that was wafting around, and she patiently talked to Zhao Junhao in detail.
Zhao Junhao suddenly understood after hearing this!
It turns out that the funds of Yuesheng are allocated and used in this way!
The Beibu Gulf is the Beibu Gulf, and the East China Sea is the East China Sea.
If you want money for any project, you will allocate the money for that project and take charge of it.
But no matter how it is distributed, Master Peng Dacai has a sum of money that cannot be moved, which is used to maintain Yuesheng's daily expenses in the base camp Jade City.
Therefore, it is not too much to call Minister Peng the God of Wealth!
"Curious baby Zhao Junhao, do you still have any questions? Mo Yu said in a long voice.
"Eat when you're hungry, and I won't stop you!" Zhao Junhao's mouth pouted one hundred and eighty degrees.
"President, what I hate the most is that someone is standing next to me during dinner!"
Zhao Junhao's face was shocked.
Mo Yu, this woman, actually moved Yue Qingya out.
Did you get involved with him?
However, good men don't fight women.
Zhao Junhao thinks this sentence is reasonable.
So, Mo Yu saw the back of Zhao Junhao leaving in a dashing manner.
"President's ......"
"Eat it. ”
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Zhao Junhao, who returned to work, picked up the spoon again and cooked noodles for the monthly employees who came to line up.
If you can't go home tonight, let's go to the fat man's hotel to play.
After sending the last guest away at noon, Zhao Junhao gathered everyone and told him about the party.
Hu Fat Man shook his fat head, and said that he was the host again tonight.
Su Honghan and Yeshengge both raised their hands in favor of going to the Heshan Hotel tonight.
Zhao Junhao looked at Lao Wang with a smile.
Although he knew that Lao Wang Bacheng would not participate in these activities, he still had to ask.
Lao Wang suddenly looked like a teacher, and warned Zhao Junhao and the four of them earnestly not to play too crazy, and be careful of delaying the great business of selling powder.
And he, naturally, won't go.
In the end, Zhao Junhao decided not to open the canteen in the afternoon, and by the way, he could give Lao Wang a holiday!
Lao Wang gladly accepted.
However, what Lao Wang still wants is to take a nap here and then go home.
In the large cabinet under the kitchen counter, there are several folding chairs, which are used by the original canteen master and aunt to rest.
Lao Wang slept on it and felt pretty good.
Seeing that Lao Wang was going to take a nap on the spot, Hu Fatzi, who had been busy for a while, also felt sleepy.
helped Lao Wang move all the chairs out, and his fat body was completely spread on the chairs.
Not only that, but his comfortable sleeping image also pulled Su Honghan and Yeshengge into the nap camp.
After tossing for a while, Zhao Junhao helplessly looked at the four people who fell asleep in front of him.
"Eh, I'm going on patrol to refresh myself!" Zhao Junhao raised his feet and walked outside.
Around the building and underground parking lot, Zhao Junhao performed security duties for a short time.
The whole person quickly became refreshed.
When he said hello to the front desk and walked back to the second floor slowly, Zhao Junhao never thought that there was a head moving around the kitchen counter where he was working.
Zhao Junhao held back the cry of "who is there" that was about to come out of his mouth.
Step by step, he slowly approached like a minion.
After he saw the owner of the head, what Zhao Junhao didn't expect was that this person turned out to be Lao Wang!
Lao Wang still has a knife in his hand.
What does he want to do?!
Zhao Junhao narrowed his eyes, and then quietly took a few steps forward, and finally saw that the knife in Lao Wang's hand was not a kitchen knife, but his Yan Yi!
At this moment, Lao Wang was lowering his head and stroking the blade of the knife with his palm.
It can be seen that Lao Wang is so attentive that he doesn't even notice that he has returned.
Zhao Junhao didn't understand, why was Yan Yi taken out by Lao Wang?
When the powder stall moved to the second floor of Yuesheng, he also transferred Yan Yi, who was hiding under the small cart case, and put it here.
Fat people, they know.
But Lao Wang shouldn't know!
Didn't Lao Wang say that he wanted to take a nap?
I've only been down for half an hour, and you're waking up, Lao Wang?
Why......
Zhao Junhao stopped the spread of thoughts.
He exhaled lightly, raised his hand and knocked on the glass of the pink windowsill, and pretended to have just come back, "Lao Wang, what are you doing?"
The sudden sound sounded and made Lao Wang's movements stagnate and his body stiffened.
Zhao Junhao doesn't look at Lao Wang's hands, just looks at Lao Wang's face!
Lao Wang's head slowly turned around and grinned at him, "Stinky boy, when are you coming back!"
"Just now. Zhao Junhao said casually.
"When I just woke up, I was bored, so I came to the kitchen to have a look, I didn't expect to find this thing!" Lao Wang showed Yan Yi.
"Stinky boy, if nothing else, this knife is really handsome. I wondered if you would lend me a knife to cut the brisket!"
Zhao Junhao spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "Lao Wang, you can't do this idea!"
The atmosphere becomes lighter.
In fact, when Zhao Junhao saw Lao Wang's smile that had not changed in the slightest, most of the stone in his heart had already been put down.
Yan Yi is really good-looking, he sometimes holds it in the palm of his hand, plays with it carefully, and can't put it down.
Wasn't it just discovered by Lao Wang and taken out!
"Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to pick the door so much, wow!" Lao Wang shouted all over the sky.
"Dead King, I'm going to feed you with brisket!" Not to be outdone, Zhao Junhao fought back.
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