Chapter 5: Huge sums of money

With the approved resignation form, Wen Lang pushed open the door of the office of the personnel department and walked away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Shall I go to your house, your husband is not at home, right?" The personnel manager in front of him was leaning back in his chair and chatting energetically with the phone.

Wen Lang turned around and sat down on the sofa in the room, staring at the HR manager with mentally retarded eyes.

Maybe it was because Wen Lang was staring at him directly, the personnel manager finally hung up the phone, and said to Wen Lang angrily: "What's the matter, don't you see that I'm busy?" ā€

"You're busy with fart, busy molesting other people's married women?" Wen Lang said in an unkind tone, "I'll go through the resignation procedures, hurry up." ā€

The personnel manager was a little weak by Wen Lang's words, picked up the resignation report and form that Wen Lang threw on the table, looked at it, and asked, "Why is the reason for resignation not filled in?" ā€

"Fill in the hair, I see that this company has no future, and if you can't afford to pay your salary, you're about to go out of business, hurry up and go through the formalities, don't ****!" Wen Lang cocked Erlang's legs and said indifferently.

was choked by Wen Lang continuously, and the personnel manager's face was a little unbearable: "What attitude do you have, how do you speak, let you fill it in, where is there so much nonsense, and the company is about to go bankrupt, and the company can't collapse if you die." ā€

"Smack!" Wen Lang slapped his desk vigorously, and a clear handprint suddenly appeared on the table, "Don't give me nonsense, hurry up, I'm in a hurry." ā€

When the personnel manager saw the handprint on the desktop, his face turned green, and he no longer dared to be tough in front of Wen Lang, signed the form, and took out the seal to cover it.

"Oh, one last word before I go, you tell the boss that the salary you owe me for a few months will hit my card at noon tomorrow at the latest, otherwise I don't know what I will do," Wen Lang stared at the personnel manager and said fiercely, "Don't be unpredictable!" ā€

Hearing Wen Lang's words, the personnel manager had a bitter face and said: "You also have to understand the company, the company has indeed had difficulties recently, and we are trying our best to solve the salary matter!" ā€

"Don't tell me that you're working hard or something, no matter how bad the company's situation is, why don't you say it when the bald head is squandering everywhere, do you think that we small employees can't treat you well?" The so-called bald head is the boss of the company.

The personnel manager did not refute Wen Lang's words, although he was the boss's confidant, but after thinking about the handprints on the desktop, he still closed his mouth with interest, printed out Wen Lang's attendance sheet this month, and handed it to Wen Lang.

After signing, Wen Lang knocked on the personnel manager's desktop, "Remember what I just said!" He slammed the door and walked out of the HR office.

After completing the formalities, Wen Lang went to the office, made an appointment with his colleagues for a casual meal, and then left the company with his own things.

After walking out of the company's gate, Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and from then on, he no longer had to look at people's faces.

After returning home, Wen Lang opened Taobao and chose some vegetable seeds, fruit seeds and some ginseng seeds that he liked to eat.

Wen Lang didn't think that he would make a fortune by growing vegetables like some novel protagonists, this kind of thing is completely inappropriate for a lazy person like him, the vegetables and fruits he grows are enough for him to eat and give away, and then plant some ginseng in the space, with the ability of space, it must soon grow into something similar to the hundred-year-old wild ginseng outside, and selling a few sticks is enough for his own expenses.

Wen Lang has been eating dragon fruit as a meal in the space for more than three days, and Erha's food in the past few days is even simpler, Wen Lang didn't prepare food for it, so he took the steamed buns he bought earlier to the space as food for Erha, as a dog that had been wide, Erha said "I don't like to eat steamed buns", but after being hungry for a day, it still gave in.

Although Wen Lang likes the taste of dragon fruit very much, as a carnivore, Wen Lang still bought two catties of pork belly in the vegetable market, and after making a large pot of braised pork at home, Wen Lang took the meat into the space, and pulled a few pieces for Erha and went into the bamboo building to enjoy it himself.

After solving a meal, Wen Lang reminded Yaya to remind herself that after waking up before six o'clock in the evening outside time, she began to run back and forth between the cultivation warehouse and the learning machine.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yaya reminded Wen Lang on time that he was out of the space, and after he cleaned up, he called his colleagues and made an appointment to have a casual meal at a restaurant he often went to, and Wen Lang called again to book a room in KTV.

When I was in the company, when we usually felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, we went to KTV together to yell for half a night, and several of Wenlang's colleagues and him were not considered people with singing talents, everyone was just venting.

At the wine table, several colleagues poured at Wen Lang, everyone was happy that Wen Lang walked out of the fire pit, Wen Lang told them that he had a showdown with the personnel department, and gave the boss an ultimatum to do something for his colleagues after leaving the company.

After being full of wine and food, a group of people poured into the KTV, crying wolf at the throat until midnight, and then everyone dispersed.

When he got home, Wen Lang took a bath, went into the space to sleep, and stayed in the space until the next afternoon, until the courier called Wen Lang.

Wen Lang picked the store closer to him to place orders, so the delivery was very fast, while the ginseng seeds had to wait a few days.

After getting the seeds, Wen Lang carried a bucket and entered the space with the small shovel he bought at the vegetable market yesterday.

Wen Lang also came from a farmer's family, and he can't forget the situation of growing vegetables when he was a child.

He first divided the area for planting vegetables and fruits in the space, and Wen Lang didn't think about moving the only remaining fruit tree in the space for the time being, so he planted the fruit seeds he bought with the fruit tree as the center.

In fact, there are still very few fruits that ordinary people can grow with seeds, Wen Lang only planted peaches, oranges and watermelons, a few fruits that are easy to grow, and after watering the seeds with a bucket, Wen Lang began to grow vegetables on another piece of land that was divided.

Growing vegetables is much more cumbersome than growing fruits, but because the soil in the space is rich and fertile and soft, Wenlang only buries the seeds shallowly, and then covers them with a layer of floating soil and waters.

It's been several years since he worked in the field, although Wen Lang's physical fitness is different from ordinary people, but he still feels a little tired, but this may be a purely psychological problem, anyway, Wen Lang was often counted down by his parents when he was a child when he was a child when he helped work in the field, and said many times that he would starve to death in the future if he was so lazy and couldn't work, and there was a feeling that one generation was not as good as the next.

However, if they really let their parents see Wen Lang farming with this attitude now, they will still say that Wen Lang deserves to be starved to death, but Wen Lang, who has space in his hands, feels that even if he throws a seed in the ground casually, it will sprout.

After Wen Lang completed his first planting business, he got out of the space, took a shower, checked his account on the Internet bank, and found that the arrears of several months of wages had not been remitted.