Beijingers, to add a prefix in front, one word is mixed, two words are fucked, and the word is too good.

Kandu can't be found in the back of the line, most of them are very introverted, but they are self-cooked, and they are like huskies, which is easy to be misunderstood.

Old Beijing is not xenophobic, uncle and aunt, you ask for directions, enthusiasm is dead, and you can tease a few words when you meet in your life. After crossing the Yangtze River and going south, try to slip along the coast, ask for a way, who cares about you?

A group of old ladies with the temperament of a salesman in a local state-run store have a knife mouth, and will often swish you twice, but when you are hungry, they will still serve you a bowl of noodles.

You don't take her scolding, of course, you take it and swish twice.

Why did Mr. Jin Yong write about the world of swords and swords, but he never tasted defeat, but the opponent never had an old lady? Because the old lady's sword can't be dodged! Dare to write that Dugu defeated the old ladies, Mrs. was angry, and Mr. Jin Yong himself did not exist.

It's a habit for her to hurt people, rats love rice, they can't quit, not at you.

They are familiar with each other and talk dirty, but they have brains, but they have good hearts. If you scold people without dirty words, that's really contemptible.

Calling your grandson affectionate, asking you about your virtue is scolding, and speaking is too reactionary.

Doing this for a long time is too down-to-earth, and everyone has the heart of the market in their hearts. I don't take myself too seriously, and I don't take others too seriously. What you want is to walk in style, no matter where you go, the road is not important, and your feet are comfortable.

The red dust swordsman lives far away from the rivers and lakes, and the sea is deep. But if you really let him go to the palace, he can't bear the sword that the market rangers are used to. The rivers and lakes are too heavy, and they are not self-motivated.

Everyone is Nietzsche, all of them are Dionysians who don't drink, and they are very withdrawn one by one, and they don't take anything seriously.

Students who want to stay in Beijing from other places are hard to die for a job and a target for staying in Beijing.

These guys are good, and they don't have to hurry up when they find a job.

I know everything, but I just don't do it. I know all the rules, but I don't do it. Live indifferently, smart fools, all in the middle and low levels, and difficult to see in the upper classes.

It's a mix all my life, mixed is a kind of life, I'm used to seeing the city's changing king's flag, the house collapses, and the relaxed mentality of not doing anything is integrated into the bone marrow.

Yang Wei's public relations department and the customer service department that fool ordinary investors are just to pretend to be these bastards, and they dare not use them elsewhere.

Let Ya sweep the street, he throws the broom, and the garbage truck sells it to you.

You can't use any carnal sex work that consumes a lot of calories, otherwise you either don't do it or you will be trick-or-treated.

The advantage of this gang is that they will not rebel, they will not be informant when they commit crimes, they are not loyal and righteous, and they are too lazy to be troublesome. But he won't take the initiative to do anything, he is naturally immune to chicken soup, and it's no fun for the boss to say anything.

Money is not good for money, and if you want to pump these bastards to move, you have to rely on relationships and arouse their interest.

This gang of masters is born to recognize the relationship and not reason, the interest comes to the butt as if he is equipped with a small motor, and he doesn't need you to urge him to run the relationship, he has incarnated the Yangtze River 750 by himself, and you can't see people when you see Qingyan.

When I'm not interested, like a cucumber, I see you running on the side, and the goddess is not jealous at all, so I still bow my head and eat his lunch, my face is light.

This is still good, if the company is full of Beijingers, once the interest is not accurate, the morale can not be pumped, it is faster than the fall of the Eight Banners, and it is not easy for the company to think about the yellow stall.

The boss doesn't want to do it, and these guys haven't stayed enough. The salary is to look at it, not everyone to make up a little, helping the boss to hold on is secondary, the main thing is that it is too troublesome to change the land, don't be busy scattering, and then nag a few dollars.

When Yang Wei thought of the company's transformation into an aviary, he couldn't even think about it, and he couldn't live if he thought deeply. It doesn't matter what kind of business you run at the beginning, you have to become a boring subsidiary in the end, and you will be teased professionally.

If you don't want a non-Beijing account, his company has to be neutralized by the old and young masters across the country. If it's all bastards like him, he can't stand it himself, he can't make such jokes, it's too noisy.

"Manager Tang, Mr. He's nephew is here."

Behind a desk in the office area on the left side of the first floor, a female employee of the sales department of Xiongtu Company who was explaining the applicant's filling out the form saw a small point coming in at the door.

As soon as she saw the comer, the female clerk immediately stood up. I gave up the applicants I was receiving, and went around the table to greet them.

He is always He Jian in the mouth of the female staff, and Xiong Tu is his name, the legal person and the general manager.

However, He Jian rarely comes to the sales department, mainly to invite guests to dinner and meet friends, and to receive guests at the headquarters of Scitech Company when he is free.

Zhao Chunyan was the first batch of employees hired by Xiong Tu, and she didn't want to obey the graduation assignment and go back to her hometown, so she stayed up in Beijing with her boyfriend.

At that time, He Jian had just signed a contract with a non-staple food company and found a decoration company, but there was no one to guard the stall, so he didn't have time to watch, so he recruited a batch of temporary supervisors.

Zhao Chunyan performed well, and after the trial, she was officially recruited by Xiongtu Company and thrown into the sales department as a receptionist, which was a temporary exercise.

Zhao Chunyan was very impressed by Yang Wei.

The first time she teased the child, the child was very talkative and smiling. But Wang Bing, the driver who was always standing behind him, had a heavy face, and his eyes were cold when he looked at her.

She knew the depth of the capital and didn't dare to ask.

After careful attention, I found that the children were accompanied by Mr. He several times, and Mr. He, who was cold to Manager Tang, had an unusually affectionate attitude towards the children.

It's not like it's for juniors, and it's not like it's for juniors.

Not to mention Manager Tang, there are almost four people, and every time he sees a child, he screams one brother at a time.

What's even more penetrating is that the child smiles at her, warm and innocent. But Manager Tang is the same as Mr. He, and he is also very cold.

I heard from my colleagues that Mr. Tang is a powerful person who travels extensively in the capital.

All kinds of people come and go, etc., those friends that Mr. Tang receives, government agencies, society, and businessmen. Everyone has it, which also shows this, everyone who comes has a lot of respect for Mr. Tang.

But Mr. Tang has a very strange attitude towards children, not as funny as when he lectures employees, and he is so easy. It's so strange that every sentence seems to have to be thought about before it can be spoken.

Even Zhao Chunyan has an illusion, feeling that the child seems to be ignoring Mr. He.

"Sister, you're busy with you, I'll look for Tang Bin." Yang Wei smiled and said to Zhao Chunyan, not much of the unprofessional behavior of the female staff.

These employees were recruited in a hurry, and they had not yet undergone on-the-job and on-the-job training, so they were directly thrown on the front line to deal with customers. It is a practical training method that is not taught but punished, and what is cultivated is to remember and fight.

Not afraid of employees making mistakes, the higher-level managers will always keep an eye on them, and will turn the mistakes into memorable experiences for employees.

It does not need to be highly talented, but it can be absorbed with the help of physiological sensory stimulation.

It's a pity that there is a shortage of management talents in China, not to mention experienced managers, and private companies are not even able to recruit college students.

Now the best college students are looking to go abroad, followed by government agencies and foreign companies, and then state-owned enterprises and institutions.

There is a shortage of high, medium and low-level management talents, and Tang Bin, the manager of the flagship store, is another mallet. The relationship between friends is improvised, and the others don't say management, they can't even boil chicken soup, and they have a wild road.

He is Tang Jizhong's second cousin who helped Xiong Tu run the formalities, and last year a gang of traffickers went to the Soviet Union to make trouble, and a few cars of leather down jackets showed a small claw, and the chicken feathers came out.

It doesn't matter what Mao is, it's a big deal to punish shoddy. The key is that he is purchasing for people, which is equivalent to the pit of people and cargo owners.

Then there is nothing to say, in this era, Mao Zi can be played with wagons, and behind him there must be vodka berserkers who can be loaded with wagons.

Down has turned into chicken feathers, where does vodka come from?

As soon as the berserkers thought about it, Tang Bin knelt down.

After all, they are also socialist brothers, and they didn't pull him to the riverside and collapse.

That's too cheap for him.

Lao Maozi reported to him for a group, let him deeply understand the Soviet humor, and talked about his feelings.

Many felons who were exiled to Siberia and punished with hard labor did not enjoy the treatment, and this master tasted it once. Walk around some of the Far East's maps that have never been marked on the map, with a focus on basements and cubicles.

I felt it too deeply, and several telegrams a day asked for help from home.

In order to get him back, Tang Jizhong and his family are about to become squirrels, and they are playing tricks everywhere. Not to mention the money, I still owe a lot of favors.

The great power who filled him into going to the Soviet Union for exploration was not good, and the Tianshan Engineering Project Team reported that in his spare time to move bricks, he could enjoy the dances of ethnic minorities.

As soon as Tang Bin came back, he was abolished, he was ten years old, and his sideburns and white hair came out.

The heart is completely gone, but the smile is getting more and more. Be kind and smile when you meet people. The heart of doing things is dead, but the soul of the bastard in the capital is revived.

That attitude is clear, and the rest of your life will be a bastard, not to talk about anything else.