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At ten o'clock in the morning, the Guanghui Building, located on the West Street of Shen'an Street in Ganbei City, was still as busy as usual, the revolving door at the main entrance kept rotating, and all kinds of people came in and out, "flowing endlessly."

Located on the 16th floor of the building, the office area of the "Huicheng Tiangong" advertising agency is busy with the work at hand.

The glass door opened, and a man with a round face and big ears with a briefcase walked in.

"Donghao, how is your group's Emerald City Garden promotion project?" Xiao Geng, who was wearing glasses, looked up and asked.

"Hey, the preliminary plan has been approved." Chen Donghao came to the window - Zhang Desk sat down, picked up the thermos cup and drank water.

"Wow, that's amazing, congratulations." Xiao Geng exclaimed.

"It's early, and there's a lot of trouble ahead. But it's easy for two days. Chen Donghao said disapprehantly.

"Hey, Donghao, it's your turn to line up at the bun shop today, if you don't have anything at hand, go early." On the other side of the office area, Dong Jincheng, who has a pointed chin, said.

"yes, there were too many people when it was time to eat, and it was almost one o'clock yesterday." Zhang Jian, who had a black face, also chimed in.

Chen Donghao thought about it, put down the water glass, and picked up a copy of paper and pen from the desktop.

"Yes, I'll go later. Let's do the statistics first. ”

"Four beef dill shredded, — a cup of soy milk. ”

"Four leeks and eggs, soy milk."

"Three cowpeas with minced meat, soy milk too."

……

Colleagues reported the number one after another, and Chen Donghao recorded it on paper.

"Sister Fang, what are you eating?" Chen Donghao turned his head towards Sister Fang, who was sitting in the corner.

"I'll just have two loofahs with vegetarian filling." Sister Fang put down the mouse and said.

"Sister Fang, it's so little, if you want me to say why are you so yourself, are you not worried about your brother-in-law?" Xiao Geng said with a smile.

"Go, you hairy boy." Sister Fang's eyes were clear, staring, different.

Everyone in the room laughed.

Just when Chen Donghao finished counting and was about to go out, a short young man in a gray jacket walked in outside.

"Hello everyone, I'm Dinghaoli Fast Food Company, my surname is Ding, do you need to order food?" The young man asked hopefully.

"The best profit? How did you change people, didn't it turn out to be Xiao Xu? Zhang Jian asked strangely.

"yes, I haven't seen Xiao Xu for a few days, why did you go?" Xiao Geng also walked over and asked.

"Oh, you said Brother Xu, because of his bad performance, he quarreled with the manager, and he couldn't do it anymore and resigned." The young man surnamed Ding replied, his face flushed.

Hearing this, the office staff couldn't help but look at each other, and they didn't know what to say.

After a while, Xiao Geng opened his nose and said:

"Forget it, I won't eat steamed buns today, let's order a Class B meal."

"I'm not going to eat it anymore, so I'll have a first-class meal." Zhang Jian also said.

"Okay, you can't eat steamed buns all the time, change the taste, I want a Class B meal."

—time, the staff have changed their minds, and the statistics that Chen Donghao just made have become waste paper.

—After receiving so many orders, Xiao Ding Xinglu's face lit up, and he took out a small notebook - and recorded it.

Fire fire

Not far from the south of Guanghui Building, there is an old residential area, including the third floor of a six-story building, where Xu Wenfeng is settling rent with an agent. …,

"The top and drawers of that table are damaged, the corners of the walls are blistered, and the floor tiles at the doorway are knocked over, so your $500 deposit can only be refunded - half a half." The representative of the intermediary, a man in his thirties, said with a calm face.

"The drawer of that table is broken, and I told you that it was repaired, and you didn't take care of it. The watermark on the wall skin, this is how many years ago it was renovated, and it was already there when I came. Xu Wenfeng saw that the intermediary representative clearly wanted to make a black deposit, and he suddenly became angry.

"No one wants to admit that it's broken, it's like this. I don't care so much, that's what the records say anyway. To tell you the truth, the deposit is refunded - half is enough to give face, and in the usual case, we are - non-refundable. The agent said arrogantly.

Xu Wenfeng stepped forward and was about to pull the other party's collar.

"What are you doing, trying to be rough? Tell you kid, our company has seen a lot like you, and if you want to find trouble, you can choose black and white. The agent stepped back and warned in a loud voice.

Xu Wenfeng really wanted to beat this guy up and leave at this time, and he didn't want the 250 yuan deposit he had stabbed.

But what Manager Zheng said to him sounded in his mind, yes, his biggest problem is that he is impulsive, and he has a good future, so why make trouble for this money? It's a big deal when it's stolen by a thief.

He gritted his teeth and forced down the anger in his heart.

"Forget it, it's not easy for you to be an intermediary, two hundred and five is two hundred and five, and the master will reward you with food."

When the intermediary representative heard him admit compensation, he was also relieved, as for the battle of words, it was not interesting, just complete the tasks assigned by the company, and there was no extraneous complication.

After checking out, the intermediary representative left Xu Wenfeng a few days to move, and then left.

The things were almost packed, Xu Wenfeng sat on the hard bed, looking at the room where he had lived for more than a year, and he felt emotional.

This was originally a residential house of more than 100 square meters, and the landlord was persuaded by the intermediary to hand it over to them as a full agent, and the intermediary took over and transformed it into eight small cubicles, which were rented out separately.

In recent years, the rent in the city has risen rapidly, and many small-white-collar workers cannot afford the cost of a single house, so the co-housing and group rental method came into being. Due to its location in the heart of the bustling commercial district, there is a strong demand for rentals, so these eight cubicles are always full, and new tenants are added immediately when they walk, and there is almost no time to spare.

There are more people living in it, and the living environment is naturally not good, but the only bathroom is convenient to queue up, and it smells bad all year round. The kitchen stove - the clothes pole on the balcony is also a sought-after place, and it is not easy to occupy it if you are not smart.

On the public walkway, instant noodle bags and cigarette butts are everywhere, and although there were originally rotational shifts, as the days go by, people are inert and gradually get used to the bad environment.

It's better during the day, but it's uncomfortable at night, eight rooms, some of which are not living in individuals, and the tenant composition is also complicated, and when it comes to getting off work, listening to songs, watching TV, chatting, quarreling, having dinner with friends, and making noise into a film, just like a train station during the Spring Festival.

In the summer, it is even more sinful, sweltering - not ventilated, and taking a bath is a luxury, often until late at night.

Despite this, when he was about to leave, Xu Wenfeng still felt a little reluctant, after all, he had lived for such a long time.

He has been working in the bun shop for more than a month, and during this time, he has worked diligently every day and has a good relationship with his colleagues and supervisors. Especially after the suggestion to change the label of the filling box to a different color was adopted, the import and export of goods in the warehouse was really smoother, and the efficiency was improved a lot. …,

His efforts were finally not in vain, he was transferred to the hall as a waiter after not working long in the kitchen logistics, Manager Zheng talked to him a few days ago, saying that in view of his performance and ability during this period of time, he planned to promote him to the service foreman at the beginning of next month, so that he could be mentally prepared.

Manager Zheng also commented on him, saying that he is a down-to-earth person who works hard, has a clever brain, and is a material for doing things. However, the biggest flaw is that I am easily impulsive, and I should pay attention to controlling my emotions in the future.

In addition, in order to allow employees to live and work in peace and contentment, the head office released the latest salary improvement plan last month, and the biggest change is that all staff above the foreman level in the restaurant will increase the rental subsidy, ranging from 800 yuan to 1,600 yuan.

In order to show encouragement, Manager Zheng paid him this subsidy in advance when he paid his salary this month.

These things made him excited—night, and it seemed that he was finally on the right track. Of course, he reckoned that his humble diploma might have played a definite role in it.

Since the treatment has changed, he is naturally unwilling to live in this kind of lattice room anymore, so he went to another residential community next to him to find a single-room house with a monthly rent of more than 1,000 yuan. Although the house is not big, it can be quiet and quiet.

"Xiao Xu, you're moving, it's developed." Just as he was thinking about things, Brother Liu next door slipped to the door and said enviously.

"Hey, what's developed, it's all the life of the worker." Xu Wenfeng said as he pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and threw it to Brother Liu.

After the other party took it, he took out a lighter and lit it.

"This work is very different from the work, as long as you are not the boss, even if you have an annual salary of one million, you are all working. Xiao-Xu, I knew that you kid was no different, and he wouldn't always be in this ghost place. I can't do it, and I'll have to go up to the bridge cave when I leave here. Alas, I'm going to do it for another two years, and then I'll go back to my hometown, which is really not interesting. Brother Liu spit out a smoke ring and said with a sigh.

Xu Wenfeng persuaded a few words, and chatted with the other party again, and then Brother Liu went back to his room.

Xu Wenfeng looked at his back and shook his head, thinking that there are many opportunities in this big city, gold everywhere, and people from all walks of life are flocking here, but what is the actual situation, and how many people can come out in the end?

He looked up at the window, and it was getting dark. Today he took turns off, and came back to deal with the check-out matters, and he hasn't eaten anything serious since the morning.

Just as he got up and wanted to go to the commissary at the entrance of the community to buy two packs of instant noodles and come back to soak them, his mobile phone rang suddenly.

Xu Wenfeng pressed the answer button, and Xiao Ding's voice came from the earpiece.

"Brother Xu, you haven't eaten yet, the food stall Wuji skewers, I'm in for a treat."

(To be continued) This text is provided by a person, after getting Zhong Kui's inheritance, what kind of urban legend will be interpreted? : Welcome to the Heavenly Master: