Chapter Ninety-Five: Infighting

Fan Jin listened to Li Xiaotong's words and became angry, and his face, which had been smiling all the time, became stiff, and he misinterpreted Li Xiaotong's meaning in a loud voice and said, "This is your job, how can you ask me to help you do it?" If you can't do what you can't do directly to Mr. Yan, don't come to me to sprinkle. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The long-line dispatch room with only one layer of Polaroid board blocked by a layer began to discuss: "Lao Fan usually looks like a very kind person, why is he angry today?"

"Didn't you hear that you were by the new little statist."

"Alas, newcomers can't do things and teach them slowly, as for yelling at people like this."

"Newcomers can't teach, it's okay to be willing to learn, but if you meet someone who is not willing to learn and is arrogant, it will also be a headache."

Li Xiaotong's face began to turn blue when she heard the discussion next door, she knew that she couldn't speak clearly now, she stared at Fan Jin angrily and returned to her workstation and sat down to sulk.

Fan Jin raised her eyebrows proudly, the corners of her mouth turned up to reveal a ruffian, and she lowered her voice and said, "Little girl, you are still too tender, I won't embarrass you if you are honest and obedient in the future, if you are not honest, you will have a good look."

"Scoundrel!" Li Xiaotong scolded angrily.

Fan Jin listened to the bad words as good words, he hummed a song happily and walked out of the statistics room, and a light voice came from outside the door: "You must hand over all the reports to me before five o'clock this afternoon, otherwise you will wait to work overtime."

Li Xiaotong was so angry that he picked up a stack of bills and slammed them on the table. She lay on the desk spinelessly and cried quietly.

"Is there a fight next door?"

"It doesn't sound like it, maybe the little girl is losing her temper."

"Would you like to check it out?"

"I think it's better to forget it, people are feeling uncomfortable, how embarrassing it should be for you to go to someone's house."

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Li Xiaotong listened to the discussion of these uncles, her face turned red, she wiped her tears, sorted out her mood, picked up the bills on the table and began to register them one by one.

When the long-term dispatch room next door was talking about Li Xiaotong, Bao Shuai may not be there, Li Xiaotong didn't see Bao Shuai come over to comfort herself all day, she thought to herself: "I can't count on anyone now, I have to find a way to save myself and not let Fan Jin's bastard plot succeed."

From that day on, Li Xiaotong began to run to President Yan's office frequently, sometimes borrowing a pen, sometimes finding an excuse to ask about something, and sometimes having nothing to say to chat. Although Li Xiaotong didn't complain to Mr. Yan, just chatted, Fan Jin didn't know the bottom of his heart, he was nervous and speculated about how Li Xiaotong would tell Mr. Yan about himself, and he also began to run to Mr. Yan's office frequently, every time Li Xiaotong went within two minutes of his pass, Mr. Yan was very impatient and the two of them ran to his office if they were fine, and drove them away and said, "Fan Jin, what work did you do in a day?" Would you like to report back to me? Don't run to me if you have nothing to do, use all your energy to work, and don't mess around all day long. ”

Fan Jin sneered: "Didn't you just go to work, I came to call Li Xiaotong, some statistics seem to have been missed, let her go back and help me take a look."

"Oh, what data is missing, you can take a look at me, I also learned some accounting principles, I will help you staff officers." Mr. Yan glanced at Fan Jin with a little meaning.