Chapter 32: Crazy Immortals!

Zhang Dongjun was already sweating profusely when he ran to the front of the company, and his excitement had calmed down a lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhang, good afternoon!" Zhang Dongjun greeted the two little security guards at the door with a smile.

"Brother Jun is good!"

"Brother Jun is good!" the two security guards said in unison.

"Brother Jun, have you had lunch, do you want to go out for two bites in the evening?" Xiao Wang said with a flattering face.

Zhang Dongjun waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it in the evening, I'm in a bit of a hurry to find the president now." ”

Xiao Wang hurriedly nodded and said, "Then you are busy, you are busy!"

Zhang Dongjun nodded and walked directly into the company. He came to the elevator, turned on his mobile phone and took out all the nine buckets of water, the white light flashed, and suddenly there was no place to stand in the elevator.

Coming to the fourteenth floor, Zhang Dongjun moved all nine buckets of water out of the elevator.

The lady in front of the president's office saw Zhang Dongjun carrying a bucket and hurriedly stepped forward to help. It may be that Ouyang Yalan said hello, and she seemed particularly enthusiastic.

"Little sister, I'll do it myself, it's quite heavy!" Zhang Dongjun said to the reception lady.

"You call me Xiao Xin. It's okay, I used to do farm work at home, and I had strength!" Xiao Xin said and carried a bucket on her shoulder and walked towards the president's office.

“...... Female man!" Zhang Dongjun shook his head with a smile and followed with a bucket in one hand.

Ouya Yalan was leaning on the sofa and drinking coffee, when she suddenly looked at Zhang Dongjun carrying a bucket and asked in surprise, "What are you?"

Zhang Dongjun put down the bucket, wiped the sweat on his head, and said, "I'm bringing you beauty water! There are several buckets outside." ”

"......" Ouyang Yalan was speechless for a while.

Secretary Xiao Lin said on the side: "If you want to send it, you shouldn't send it here, this is the president's office, and it's useless for you to send it here." ”

"That's the case!Then I'll move down!" Zhang Dongjun scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Ouyang Yalan put down the coffee in her hand and stood up and said, "You move the rest in, I'll inspect the goods!"

Zhang Dongjun shrugged his shoulders and walked out, it seems that Ouyang Yalan is still wary of herself, think about it, after all, these waters are very important, and they can't be neglected at all.

Nine buckets of water were placed in front of everyone, Zhang Dongjun pulled out the lid of the bucket and poured out a little from each can.

There were nine cups on the table, and Ouyang Yalan asked the secretary Xiaolin's hand to put it on the table, testing one cup at a time, and comparing them carefully.

Secretary Xiaolin is the president's servant, and now she is going to be used as a guinea pig again, Zhang Dongjun pities her from the bottom of his heart.

A few minutes later, Ouyang Yalan looked at the hand of the secretary Xiao Lin, nodded with satisfaction and said, "This water is of the same quality as the one you brought in the morning, pass!"

"Nonsense, can it be different? Labor and management are calculated by a calculator. Zhang Dongjun nodded with a smile, thinking to himself.

Ouyang Yalan walked to the desk and sat down, and then was silent like a fragment.

Zhang Dongjun seemed to be used to it, and he waited quietly for Ouyang Yalan to speak.

One minute, two minutes......

It wasn't until ten minutes later that she finally spoke: "The chairman told me that the research and development will start tomorrow, and I will invite you to be the technical director, agree?" Ouyang Yalan kept staring at Zhang Dongjun after speaking.

"I'm the technical director, you're not kidding, I'm not kidding, I don't know anything!" Zhang Dongjun said in surprise.

Ouyang Yalan handed a document to Zhang Dongjun: "It's just a pseudonym, I don't need your help!"

Zhang Dongjun nodded, the technical director is at least better than the security guard, as a man you have to be motivated, the security guard was promoted to the technical director in two days, and he was one step closer to his life goal. His next goal is to marry Bai Fumei and become the CEO.

"Well, you can just discuss, I just need to provide resources and get money!. Zhang Dongjun said with a smile, saying that the word money was very important.

After Ouyang Yalan finished speaking, she began to break again, and Zhang Dongjun found that she didn't want to speak, but she was sick, less talking, and had severe fragmentation, and she had to be treated!

There are only Zhang Dongjun in the office, the secretary Xiaolin and Ouyang Yalan. Xiao Lin was busy with his work, and Ouyang Yalan didn't know what he was looking at, so he was the only one standing in place stupidly.

Zhang Dongjun said with some embarrassment: "Is that President Ouyang okay, can I go?"

"Please!" Ouyang Yalan said lightly.

"I'll wipe it, and I'll play cold again!Okay, you're a cowboy, I'll go!" Zhang Dongjun thought to himself, and walked out of the office directly.

When he came to the door, the reception lady threw a few winks at him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly took the elevator and left.

Zhang Dongjun got off the elevator, he really didn't know where to go, and returned to the security lounge.

"It's better to have a lounge!" Find a place to lie down comfortably, Zhang Dongjun took out his mobile phone, he didn't know if he didn't take it out, he was startled, there were hundreds of private messages and text messages on his mobile phone, and all of them were from the heavenly realm.

"I'll go, is there a text message bomber in Heavenly Court?" Zhang Dongjun clicked in with doubts.

In addition to Erlang God, God of Wealth, Yue Lao, Nezha, Marshal Tianpeng, Stove King, Baosheng Emperor, God of Food, Queen Mother Those very familiar immortals, there are many immortals who have not talked to the sky and also privately message themselves.

Eight Immortals, Birthday Star, Door God, Lei Gong, Electric Mother, Tai Bai Xing, Monkey King and so on. Add up to about 50 immortals.

“...... The immortals have convulsions today, why are they all private messages to me?" Zhang Dongjun clicked one by one.

Erlang God: "Brother Jun, kneel and beg you to give the delicacy of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, especially the chicken leg is so delicious, it arouses my appetite, I really want to slaughter my dog and stew it." ”

God of Wealth: "Brother Jun, I am willing to go bankrupt in exchange for food, the Hundred Flowers Fairy is greedy for me, but she won't give me food." As the only tyrant in the fairy world, when have I suffered such great humiliation. I heard those gods who had eaten said that it was delicious and delicious in the world. Ask for a reward, ask for a reward!"

Nezha: "Brother Jun, I'll exchange three photos of Chang'e with you, not five, eight at most! Ten photos! I can't bargain!"

“....... Is this Nezha phantom schizophrenia!" Zhang Dongjun said to himself.

Lu Dongbin: "Brother Jun, can you reward you for stuttering, I haven't eaten for hundreds of years, and people are hungry!"

Chang'e: "Brother Jun, can you reward Xiaoxian for a bite to eat? Today, Sister Baihua Fairy gave me a chicken wing, which is really delicious." ”

The last one was a private message from Wen Quxing: "That brother Jun, I can ask you for something, and reward me too!"

Zhang Dongjun actually read all the private messages of the immortals, and he admired himself a little.

"It turned out to be foreign garbage, but I didn't expect those things to be so popular in the human world, and so popular in the heavenly realm. Zhang Dongjun shook his head, but he was still a little excited in his heart.

The immortals love to eat foreign garbage, it's very good! If you want me to send it to them, you can!

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