Just as everyone was talking outside, Bing Ling took the glass and handed it to Ah Zhi.

It's such a big glass that it's going to burst my stomach. Everyone held their breath to see what Ah Zhi did.

Here Ah Zhi picked a speckled egg, knocked it with one hand, and the light yellow egg liquid flowed down the edge of the cup, and an orange-red orange-red egg yolk naughtily popped out of the shell, pounced on the bottom of the cup, and spread out a skirt gently.

"It's still a native egg, it's the most supplemented!"

A female worker praised her, and at first glance she was a virtuous housewife, and she could only recognize what a native egg was if she often bought vegetables.

"Don't make a noise!"

A male worker angrily scolded the female worker, needless to say, this must be a big man with a big idea, as long as there is a woman around him who speaks, he must refute it, and his voice must cover her.

"Don't speak, look at Shen Zhi."

One sentence reminded everyone, and everyone turned their eyes in unison to see what tricks Shen Zhi was going to come up with.

"One, two, three...... Ten, eleven, twelve......"

Ah Zhi knocked sixteen eggs in a row, and everyone's eyes widened incredibly, watching him slowly grab the glass, slowly bring it to his mouth, and raise his neck, only to see the fresh egg yolks sliding into his throat one by one, disappearing.

"Wow-"

The group of good deeds outside opened their mouths with the same incredible mouth: they had never seen this posture, drinking eggs like drinking, not chewing the texture or smacking the taste, and swallowing it all in one go. How can you bear the sticky and cool egg liquid and the thick smell of eggs?

"Hiccup!"

In it, Ah Zhi "drank" a full cup of eggs, burped, and patted his belly very satisfied.

"Gross-"

The "tourists" who watched the play outside couldn't help but feel disgusted, and vomited all of a sudden, regretting that they shouldn't have watched it.

Everyone vomited like a tidal wave, and a few hurried to the bathroom. Ah Zhi heard the noise in the corridor outside, hurriedly came over to take a look, and shouted as soon as he opened the window:

"What are you doing here?"

Just listened to the "whoosh", the blinds were closed, and then Ah Zhi's voice sounded, Ah Zhi looked at a group of people around, so he was not annoyed, and questioned them loudly.

As soon as everyone looked up and saw Ah Zhi's face appear on the window, wow, this face changed so fast, when he went in, his face was gray, his expression was tired, after drinking a glass of eggs, he immediately glowed red, and his face was full of energy, what kind of panacea is this, magical!

After the play is over, what are you still doing here? The crowd said in unison:

"We're passing by, we're passing by, we're leaving."

The big guy left in a hurry, leaving Ah Zhi puzzled.

"Mr. Shen, they see you eating eggs!"

Bing Ling suddenly appeared in front of the window, holding a stack of notebooks, and smiled to explain Ah Zhi's doubts. Ah Zhi opened the door, still looking in the direction where everyone was gone, and said:

"What's so nice about this, who hasn't eaten eggs."

Bing Ling glanced at the empty glass on the table, pursed his lips and smiled, and said:

"Everyone has eaten eggs, but it's the first time I've seen someone like Mr. Shen eat eggs."

Is it because of this? Ah Zhi wants to laugh at those hillbillies who haven't seen the world anymore, just eat a few eggs, and make such a fuss?

"They don't understand this, eggs are the most nutritious to eat raw, more than ginseng bird's nest, I have a nest of hens at home, and I specially let the maid catch centipedes and feed them, and the eggs laid are red and red, and they are nutritious!"

Ah Zhi threw out his "egg cultivation theory", Bing Ling was stunned when he heard it, what centipede, such a terrible animal to feed chickens? Don't say it, I won't listen. Bing Ling smiled awkwardly and took a step out.

"Mr. Shen, I'm going to the workstation."

Ah Zhi nodded and returned to the office. The people in the whole company worked hard in their small workstations like little bees, brewing sweet honey for Lin's family, and Lin took out a small amount of didiu to feed his subordinates.

The morning time flew by, and it was time for lunch. In the Lin family's huge restaurant, Ah Zhi took a plate of vegetables all over the world to find Tie Ming, looking for it and looking for it.

"Brother Ming didn't come to eat? What did he do? ”

After taking a sip of winter melon and shrimp ball soup, Ah Zhi put down the spoon and thought to himself. At this time, a supervisor Xue came over, squeezed to Ah Zhi's table, said "yes", and sat down to accompany Ah Zhi to dinner.

"Mr. Shen, your teeth are good, there are a lot of ribs."

"Oh, I'll give you two dollars, the ribs don't cost money, why don't you fight if you want to eat?"

Director Xue smiled crookedly, held a small plate to pick up the ribs, and replied:

"Come back late, go back to be a 'lunch refugee', you can't grab anything, my brother has it in the bowl, send my little brother a bite to eat."

"Brother? - Eat a bite of pork ribs with honey sauce and spit honey? You're a real sycophant. ”

"Mr. Shen is a good person, so he will give me a favor, unlike our door-picking company, there are not enough ribs to eat."

Ah Zhi raised his chopsticks and knocked Director Xue's plate twice with "Ding Ding", reminding him to speak carefully, there were people sitting on both sides, and he was not afraid of people listening. Director Xue knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly took a bite of meat to cover it up, smacked his lips and said:

"This meat is really good today, but the old wine is poured a little more."

"Eat, what a lot of words."

Ah Zhi picked up another piece of ribs and gave it to the other side, Director Xue unceremoniously gnawed it all up, after a storm, the cups and plates were in a mess, Director Xue was still unsatisfied, and said to himself:

"If Mr. Song is here today, I can eat two more pieces!"

"Huh?"

Ah Zhi seemed to be touched and asked him:

"Didn't Mr. Song come to work today?"

"I haven't been here for a day, and I'm going to take care of a big thing!"

Director Xue pinched a toothpick, picked the shredded meat between his teeth, and said casually, but provoked Ah Zhi to ask him:

"What's the big deal? You know? ”

"Isn't it just ......"

Director Xue's implication is the story of Tie Ming and Qin Xin, this is a well-known thing in the company, and only this unenlightened Shen Zhi can't see it, tell him? It's better to tease him.

"It's the story of a child, doesn't this Mr. Shen know?"

Ah Zhi really couldn't understand the meaning of Director Xue's mouth, and when he was about to ask him carefully, the three supervisors came over and asked them to go to the big lounge for a lunch break.

"Mr. Shen has his own small bedroom, so he won't go with us!"

"I'm snoring and noisy in my sleep, so go ahead."

Ah Zhi didn't want to make himself look special, so he randomly found an excuse to block it, and everyone didn't invite much, so Ah Zhi left the restaurant. Ah Zhi was still pondering what Director Xue had just said, and the kitchen worker came over to collect the dishes, and he was the only one left in the entire restaurant. When he went out, the glass door behind him shut.

Back in his office, Ah Zhi wanted Bing Ling to ask for advice:

"What is a little child, Ice Spirit?"

Bing Ling paused, thought for a moment, and said:

"The youngest son, the youngest daughter, is a child!"

"That's what it means!"

Bing Ling replied indiscriminately, Ah Zhixin thought it was true, and then wondered again: Brother Ming has a son and daughter? Leaving work to take care of the kids? This makes people even more confused. Ah Zhi was still fighting a lawsuit in his stomach, and Bing Ling's gentle voice came:

"Mr. Shen, the bed is made, do you have any other instructions?"

Bing Ling beckoned Ah Zhi to take a lunch break, Ah Zhi was still thinking about Tie Ming, Bing Ling called him again, Ah Zhi came back to his senses, thanked her, and entered the special compartment with doubts.

The cigarette smoke curls in the small bedroom of the cubicle, and the soft aroma of lily leaves gently soothes the nerves and lulls people to sleep.

Ah Zhi looked at the wisps of white smoke rising one by one, his eyes widened, and the mystery rolled bigger and bigger in his chest: Brother Ming has children is fake, and it is true that Qin Xin detained him last night. For what, Qin Xin grabbed Brother Ming and himself, let himself go home, and left Brother Ming.

So did Brother Ming go home last night? Regardless of whether he came home last night or not, why didn't he come to work today? Brother Ming doesn't come to work, does he still stay at Mr. Lin's house? What is the reason for staying at Mr. Lin's house?

Ah Zhi couldn't figure out what the relationship between Qin Xin and Tie Ming was, but he vaguely felt bad. This feeling made Ah Zhi uneasy, and he couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, and lay on his back on the bed, as if he was pillowing a hardwood plank.

"This bed is so hard."

I was upset and couldn't find an outlet, so Ah Zhi blamed the bed board, got up irritably, slapped the mattress twice, lay down, tried to fall asleep, suddenly felt the light in front of the window, got up again, and closed the two layers of curtains.

This time the cubicle was dark, and Ah Zhi panicked for a while, and quickly opened the curtains again. A strong light pierced his eyes like a sword again, Ah Zhi only felt a golden light in front of him, and then his eyeballs stinged, so Ah Zhi no longer had the intention of sleeping, so he simply came to the outside room and took out a copy of "Literacy Encyclopedia" to read.

Reading books is also difficult to dispel the boredom in my heart, make a phone call to Brother Ming's house, ask him where he is now, ask him why he didn't come to work today, where did he go today?

picked up the phone a few times, put it down a few times, Ah Zhi was not ready, there was always such a point in his heart: the younger brother can't take care of the eldest brother's affairs, and he can't inquire. That being the case, what else is there to say? Brother Ming will definitely come to work tomorrow, so just ask him tomorrow.

At the end of the lunch break, a tactful and melodious flute sounded on time, and the employees did not dare to sleep again, so they hurried back to their posts and plunged into the tense work in the afternoon.

Bing Ling washed his face, touched up his makeup, returned to the office, and was called by a phone call not long after he sat down. As a rule, it is important to make a call that is not urgent when the afternoon starts work.

Sure enough, the other end of the phone chattered urgently. Bing Ling's hand holding the phone handle became tighter and tighter, and fine sweat oozed from his palm, and his nails were about to sink into the handle. She pressed the note with one hand, looked for the pen in the pen holder with the other, bit the cap, buckled the microphone on the shoulder socket, and quickly took notes.

"Okay, okay."

Bing Ling finally answered twice, put down the microphone, knocked on the door and entered Ah Zhi's office.

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