In fact, Zhao Honglei is a person, his family conditions are very bad, and he has no culture, he is a militia background, and he knows some common Chinese characters, which he learned in the army, and of course he can't be assigned a good job after being discharged from the army.

Speaking of Zhao Honglei, what is the happiest thing about being a courier, that is, he especially enjoys the feeling of having outsiders ask him for directions, he also points to others in great detail, and every time he can't wait to take others to count, because of this strange hobby, sometimes when he is so tired that he can't hold on, Zhao Honglei will fantasize about getting old in the future, he will wear a little red hat, hold a small flag, and stand on the street to show people the way, which will definitely give him a sense of satisfaction than being a courier.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to make this dream come true soon."

Huang Gang sighed Zhao Honglei's ordinary and great dream, drove the truck through a long piece of construction site, came to a small factory building, in winter, Ma Dalong is leading a group of people to guard the door of the factory, as soon as Huang Gang's truck stopped, immediately rushed up, took the initiative to open the door of the passenger seat, and shouted at Zhao Honglei, who was sitting in the passenger seat:

"Quick, thank goodness, get the express delivery slip quickly."

"Huh?! uh..."

For this posture, Huang Gang couldn't react a little, he mumbly put his hand full of chilblains into the courier bag carried around his neck, took out a stack of express bills, and was about to pull one to Ma Dalong, but he didn't want Ma Dalong to snatch the stack of noodles "whoosh". complained in his mouth:

"Why are there only so few?! Forget it, move the goods first, move to your store and then write the bill. ”

Ma Dalong took the stack of noodles snatched from Zhao Honglei, turned around, and threw the stack of express bills back to Zhao Honglei with great disgust, and beckoned the group of people behind him to run back to the factory.

He was sitting in the passenger seat at this time, and before he had time to get out of the car, he looked down aggrievedly and counted the stack of express bills that had been thrown back on his chest. muttered:

"There are a hundred here."

"Less!" Huang Gang, who was sitting next to him, covered his mouth and smiled. I saw that the thin young man opened the driver's door, jumped out of the car neatly, beckoned to Zhao Honglei, and motioned for him to get out of the car. "Let's go. I'm going to order twenty people. Go with you to the store to help you ship, and take you to visit our factory by the way. ”

While speaking, Huang Gang took Zhao Honglei into the studio. It is divided into two areas, the rumbling side is the printing press qì in operation, and the other side is larger, with rows of neat long tables, each of which has countless game computers, and in front of each game computer, there is a veterans who are chatting and farming.

"What is this?!"

Zhao Honglei, who was visiting, suddenly stopped, opened his eyes wide, raised his head exaggeratedly, and looked at the red mountain on the opposite side that was piled up from the ground to the roof. It's almost full from the printing area, and it's flowing into the gaming PC area.

"This is the goods to be sent to you."

Huang Gang said such an understatement, leaving Zhao Honglei, who had been petrified, turned around and entered the computer area to order, he focused on who chatted the most happily, don't think that all kinds of living materials in front of the computer is an easy thing, with the salary of the water boss so much money, and he doesn't concentrate on work, he looks at who doesn't farm seriously!

At this time, Zhao Honglei, who was standing in front of a calendar mountain, could almost stuff an egg with his mouth, and he seemed to be able to see countless 3 mao, 3 mao and 3 mao, those 3 mao piled up into a Himalaya, Zhao Honglei trembled and stretched out a hand, grabbed someone passing by, his eyes were still staring at the 3 mao mountain, and asked:

"That's your sales for a year, right?!"

"One day."

The man rolled his eyes at Zhao Honglei, as if he looked down on Zhao Honglei's fuss, and then broke free from Zhao Honglei's hand and ran out of the door with a bunch of calendars. Now that it has reached this point, if you don't move quickly today, you can't complete such a huge shipment at all, in fact, no matter how hard you try, everyone understands that Boss Shui's order today cannot be fully delivered.

At this time, Zhao Honglei finally understood why Gao Yuan asked him to drive a military truck, because it can't be dragged by a truck, if he uses his little electric donkey, it will slow down the rhythm of death.

On the way back, Zhao Honglei still sat in the passenger seat, Huang Gang sat in the driver's seat and drove, in addition to the rear compartment was pressed full of calendars, there were also 20 veterans who were temporarily transferred to help Zhao Honglei deliver the goods, he was quite excited, and Huang Gang had a chat with each other, and finally chose a suitable time and asked:

"Brother, I heard that your boss is a woman, and she is still a nineteen-year-old girl, isn't it?"

"That's right, she's a little girl, but she also looks young, and no one in our country dares to treat her as a little girl."

In the driver's seat, Huang Gang held a cigarette in his mouth, played the steering wheel in his hand, turned a corner, and glanced at Zhao Honglei, what he said was the truth, although Shui Ling was only nineteen years old, but the cold appearance on weekdays was not the posture that a nineteen-year-old young girl should have, and don't look at Shui Ling's usual lazy and lazy work, carefully scrutinize, unless she is not looking for trouble, she will find the kind of thing that makes people tired and tired but makes a lot of money.

So in the studio, everyone is rumoring that the boss is unfathomable, he is a scholar, his IQ is as high as three or four hundred, his parents are beautiful and in good shape, and he has the backing of the head of Qiu, so people like Shui Ling can only be held on the altar and looked up, and they must not be teased like a child.

Zhao Honglei also held a cigarette in his hand, took two puffs, listened to Huang Gang's words, opened the car window and threw the cigarette butt out, turned his head, looked at Huang Gang and sighed:

"You say that this person is not comparable to others, the nineteen-year-old girl is more capable than us, and young people have a lively brain."

"But it's not, I heard that this time our boss auctioned a game glasses of "World 8" on a digital website, and as a result, he won the sales champion of similar goods, and even all the goods in her virtual store pù began to sell well, where do you think normal people would think of putting things like game glasses up for auction on digital websites?! Our boss's IQ is simply amazing!" (To be continued......)