If we analyze it from a psychological point of view, the more a person emphasizes that he or she is not afraid of something, the real situation is often completely opposite to the appearance - he (she) is terribly afraid.

Maybe Hua Yuechen is in such a state at the moment, of course, it is not that Hua Yuechen is afraid of Qin Feng, but it is similar to the mentality of being ashamed to meet each other, after all, something very unpleasant has happened between the two - very unpleasant.

When Hua Yuechen found that there was no Qin Feng in the first team's matching room, she suddenly felt full of strength - no one could fight her face to face, and neither could he! In an instant, her aura returned, and the injuries on her body no longer felt pain.

"Wu Yujia, what's going on in your team, there should be nine people on duty normally, right? Please tell me, why are there only seven people here? ”

"Mr. Hua, that's the ......" Wu Yujia didn't panic much, although Mr. Hua is very strict in management, but as long as everyone spreads out the reason, Mr. Hua is still very humane.

"I don't want to listen, this is your squad's business, I just need to know what kind of measures your squad leader will take to deal with the squad members who skip shifts......"

Wu Yujia was stunned, how could this be? How could Mr. Hua be so unreasonable today?

"Mr. Hua, listen to me......"

"I repeat, I don't want to hear ......" Hua Yuechen's strength lies in what she has decided, and it doesn't matter if anyone comes forward, let alone the small leader of a team of her subdivision. She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, and said in an unquestioning tone: "It's 2:30 p.m., I'll only give you two hours, and before 4:30 p.m., I'm going to see on my desk your preliminary comments on the handling of the two skipping employees......

Although Wu Yujia has a lot to say, she is always so murderous at the moment, so it is better for her not to touch her head.

"Okay, Mr. Hua, I will do as you tell me......" she said with a low brow.

"Okay, I'm going to patrol other places, that's it for you here......" Hua Yuechen was about to leave when he stumbled upon a dark model car about the size of a potato in the shade of a cutting board.

"What is this?" Hua Yuechen asked coldly.

"Mr. Hua, this, this is ......" Wu Yujia was shocked into a cold sweat, if it is said that Qin Feng and the fat man's skipping shifts, the reason for it can be explained after Mr. Hua has deflated, then, this model of a convertible carved from potatoes is abruptly placed here, there is no doubt that there is a loophole in her management.

"Correct...... Hua Yuechen said murderously, "At 4:30 p.m., I want to see not only your written opinion, but also your people......

Hua Yuechen left, and the potato-made BMW M1 model, as evidence of the mismanagement of the first team, was also taken away by her.

Wu Yujia began to make calls, the fat man's, Qin Feng's, the two people's mobile phones took turns to burst, but unfortunately, the fat man's mobile phone was always on the call, and Qin Feng's mobile phone was not in the service area directly.

"Hey, Kong Qing, you dead fatty, and Qin Feng, the old lady was killed by you......"

Wu Yujia had no choice but to take a pen and start recording, a qiē that happened to him and Kong Qing after Qin Feng joined the company yesterday......

Qin Feng was shopping in the mall at this time, his fragrant wood frying spoon and kitchen knife are still in the cloth bag brought out from home, the cloth bag itself is not a problem, similar to the long strip of flour bag that the cook hung diagonally on his body when the troops were marching during the war years, however, considering that he is now wearing a "famous brand" clothing, and then hanging such a cloth bag on his shoulder, it seems a little out of tune.

The goods in the mall are dazzling, and it is simply dizzying, but Qin Feng has been picking for a long time, but he can't find the bag he likes. By chance, he came to the sports counter, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he found something good for him to use.

"Miss, how do you sell that?" Qin Feng pointed to the long strip of leather goods hanging on the wall, the length of the leather goods and the trapezoidal shape drawn out of the opening, it was simply tailor-made for his frying spoon, the huge shopping mall, almost all the corners, there was no more suitable for his frying spoon than this.

"Sir, this is the No. 7 iron of golf, we are genuine at the counter, the price is slightly higher than the price of popular products on the market, and it costs 498 yuan to buy it alone." The young and beautiful shopping guide was enthusiastic, she saw Qin Feng wearing a famous brand, and his temperament was very refined, although he still had an item similar to a flour bag on his shoulder, but this pocket may also be made of silk, and it may be worth a lot of money.

"Sir, you're new to golf, aren't you? If you are a beginner, I recommend to you the company's agent set of rods, ××× black gold twelve-piece set of rods, the lowest price in the country is 180,000, because it is now the promotion period, if you buy it, you only need to pay 88,000 to have it all......"

"Only, eighty-eight?" It was difficult for Qin Feng to associate the price of eighty-eight thousand with the definite phrase "as long as", he tried to ask a rhetorical question, and finally made sure that he had heard correctly.

"Yes, sir, eighty-eight thousand...... In addition, the black gold irons of this series are precision forged from the highest grade of soft carbon steel, and it even uses the counterweight metal used in Formula 1 cars......"

Qin Feng nodded again and again and said, "Listen to what you say, if I don't buy such a good thing, it will be a big loss......

"Sir, you are so wise...... "The shopping guide said with great joy.

"You're welcome...... Well, I still want to see the No. 7 iron over there, you just said, a No. 7 iron is 498 yuan, right? ”

"Yes, sir......"

"Do I need extra money for my purse?"

"Sir, you're really joking, of course the bag is a gift......"

"Sent?"

"That's right......"

"That'...... Now that I've returned the club to you, can I just take the bag? ”

"Sir, please respect yourself, this is not the place for you to pick up girls!" The shopping guide was so angry that her face turned pale, but she still had the idea of what if, what if this young tyrant really wanted to buy a black gold sleeve?

"Hehe, just kidding, don't mind......" Qin Feng also felt that it was a bit too much just now, he put away his smile and said very seriously: "I just want to buy a bag, just like this, it can fit a No. 7 iron, the leather bag with the rod is too big for me to use." ”

The shopping guide didn't look like he was joking, and the spirit on his body was suddenly drained away, and she said weakly: "I'm sorry, sir, we only sell clubs here, and we don't sell bags and gun bags......"