Chapter Thirty-Six: A Different "Love Poem"

Wang Yiyuan saw that Hu Hao had ended the call, and immediately came up with a shy face: "Big boss, you just said that I made a meritorious service, right, is there a reward? It's better to have a cash reward." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Cash prizes, yes, no problem. I will propose 10% of the commission fee as a reward for your reasonable proposal, do you think you are satisfied with this arrangement?"

"That's a good idea. Uh, by the way, how much is the bonus of 10 percent?" Wang Yiyuan, who was obsessed with money, had her eyes shining.

"I still have to do the math to see how many times you have been absent from work before, and whether there is any bonus left after deducting the salary that should be deducted. ”

"Ah, big boss, why don't you talk without saying anything? You know that you break your word and get fat, right? You can't be like this!"

"I've always walked my word and never broken my word. Hu Hao's face was innocent.

"You just said that you supported me to participate in the competition, so that I could only work half a day every day, but it was only a short time, and you changed your mind and said that you didn't break your promise?"

"I just said that from 'now' onwards you will only be allowed to work half a day a day, but you were absent from work without approval, so it makes sense for me to deal with it, right?"

"Hmph, it's clear that you want to settle accounts after the autumn, right? I don't want to pay bonuses, so I make it clear, and I make such a big turn, and it is really no treachery, no business, no business, no treachery. Wang Yiyuan lost her enthusiasm all of a sudden.

After sitting back in her place indignantly, Wang Yiyuan began to read the information boringly.

After a while, she suddenly thought of another reason to get a bonus: Hu Hao's previous three special circumstances of not going to work.

So Wang Yiyuan was full of fighting spirit again: "Big boss, have you forgotten something? You ......said it before?"

"Hey, I've arrived. Isn't it fast? Are you surprised or happy to see me?" Chen Yang's voice came from the gate, interrupting Wang Yiyuan's words.

Wang Yiyuan looked back, and saw Chen Yang holding a wooden box with both hands like a gun, posing at the door, and couldn't help but taunt: "Yo, what kind of wind is blowing today, it actually blew you here." ”

"You're polite, since I'm here, I naturally have something big. Chen Yang walked up to Hu Hao and put the box on the counter, "It's done, I'll send you the painting, you can send it back to others yourself, I'm too lazy to go." ”

"I thought it was a big deal, it turned out to be a delivery. Wang Yiyuan may have been extremely dissatisfied because Chen Yang interrupted her plan to ask for a reward.

"Hey, what's wrong with the delivery? ”

"Bah, you're the most shameless! ”

"Little sister, this is your fault. Come and wait. Chen Yang said as he grabbed a piece of paper and a pen from the table across the reception desk and began to write.

After writing a few strokes, Chen Yang put the pen in his mouth, handed the written words to Wang Yiyuan, and then said vaguely: "Take it, my brother's words and poems are a must, take it and frame it and keep it well, and you can send it in the future." ”

Wang Yiyuan glanced at Chen Yang: "Can the thing you write be called a poem, I didn't sue you for wasting paper resources, it was already cheap for you." As he spoke, he took the just-completed "work" handed over by Chen Yang. Hu Hao also sat down, planning to enjoy Chen Yang's "new work" together.

Chen Yang's calligraphy is really good, and the words written with a signature pen are also very beautiful. But Wang Yiyuan still wanted to vomit blood after reading it, and the reason was, of course, the content of the so-called "poem":

"Waiting for Me"

Not afraid of wind and sun,

Fearless of snow and ice,

I'm always on the road,

Just to give you back a concern.

Looking forward to it,

It's not a matter of worrying about your stomach,

You're foolishly waiting,

Just waiting for me to come to your house.

Waiting for me-

I'm on my way here,

For you, for him and for her!

"How about it, Ge Wencai is good, isn't it? It's just Cao Zhi, who has become a chapter of export and a poem in seven steps. Chen Yang took out the pen from his mouth, held it in his hand and spun it, with a smug expression on his face.

"I'm dizzy, so you can write a courier like a boyfriend, I almost thought you wrote a love poem to confess to me, if I didn't know...... Ahem, oops, time flies, it's almost time to get off work. Wang Yiyuan almost leaked her mouth and exposed Chen Yang's identity as a "comrade", but fortunately, she stopped it at the critical moment and quickly changed the topic.

"No vision, this kind of rich masterpiece is certainly not something that a little girl like you can understand. Haozi, you come to judge and see how well I write. ”

Hu Hao took the limerick poem that Chen Yang had just written and commented: "Actually, it is well written. After the development of e-commerce, many people now really like to buy things online, which has led to the fire of the logistics and express delivery industry. On the one hand, the consignee waits for his package to be delivered quickly, and on the other hand, the courier works hard to deliver the goods on time regardless of the weather. This limerick poem describes the mood on both sides, and the rhyme is also well pressed, very good. ”

Speaking of this, Hu Hao handed the page back to Wang Yiyuan, and continued half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Such a good poem is very commemorative, although it is difficult to say whether it will increase in value or not, but at least this word still has some preservation value." ”

"I can barely read the words. Whoever wants to keep it and take it, I'm not rare anyway. Wang Yiyuan didn't take the paper with limericks handed over by Hu Hao, but turned her head and began to clean up the desktop and turn off the computer, seemingly preparing for work.

Hu Hao smiled and put the paper on the table in front of Wang Yiyuan, and then called Mrs. Wu, and after obtaining the other party's consent, he picked up the picture box on the table, and planned to send it to Mrs. Wu now.

Before going out, Hu Hao turned to Chen Yang and said: "Her house is not close, and she has to go home every day after work to change her clothes and go for a run, so you can send her off, you can also help her save a little time, and I will leave first." ”

"I don't need him to send it, I came by bicycle to train for the mountain bike event when the time comes. Wang Yiyuan saw Hu Hao turn around and leave, so she began to clean up the table while talking to herself.

"Even if you want me to send it, I can't deliver it, I didn't drive at all when I went out today. Otherwise, my house is further away, you can send me back first, and then you can ride home by yourself, and this workout will be more in place. Chen Yang leaned in front of the reception desk, and said with a smile after seeing Wang Yiyuan carefully sandwich the limerick poem he had just written in a folder.

"Can I take people on bicycles?" asked Wang Yiyuan, looking up suspiciously.