(a)

Mr. Tang was dressed casually, with a jacket on his upper body and crumpled pants on his lower body, his skin was dark, and his belly was bulging outward on the abdomen. If he says he works in a restaurant, people will think he's a chef. Anyway, I can't see that it's a boss.

But his office still has strength. In the most prosperous location in the city center, with the white balcony glass and the transparent white glass of the elevator, Chang Xia feels that he is going up and down in a glass room. Looking at the crowd and vehicles below, under their feet, like ants.

Before he came out to start his own business, he was a teacher in the town. In the past, when I was in school, I was often called a "genius", but now I came out to do business, and there were dozens of chains in the city, and I became famous.

When he saw her come for an interview with a bunch of articles, it reminded him of his own youth, and he also loved literature, the "scar literature" and "reform literature" in contemporary literature, and so on.

Later, I found out what is the difference between literature and a dish? One is a spiritual commodity, and the other is a tummy filling commodity. He himself regarded literature too sublime, and it was only for so many years that he was poor.

After coming to his senses, he gave up writing and went into business. But it doesn't prevent him from leaning towards girls who like literature, at least, this kind of girl is still taller and won't just stare at the money in his pocket.

Because there is a restaurant, the employees of the company's office are all stained. Every day, a chef prepares it and delivers it. Although the boss is reluctant to give the employees too good food, it is still much better than ordinary fast food.

Every day, the boss eats with them, and even the other employees can see that the boss is different from the new employees. In the past, the meals were all spicy salt, but since she came, there have been one or two dishes that are very light.

When I was working overtime that night, I also sent white fungus lotus seed soup for the first time. The head of the office, an old girl who is not yet married, always wants to secretly give her little shoes to wear.

In fact, the two are generally old, but the girl gives people the feeling that she is an old girl, with short ear-length hair, likes to wear vertical striped professional clothes, and lacks exercise, and has a few swimming rings on her waist. The main thing is her eyes, ready to pounce on the laziness of the employees at any time.

Since Chang Xia came, the old girl saw that something was wrong with her, and actually asked the chef to send lotus seed soup, and the boss also followed. After drinking the lotus seed soup,

Xiao Chang, it's so late, there is no bus to go back! Mr. Tang asked with concern.

"It's fine. I took a taxi back. ”

"Where do you live?"

After listening to what Chang Xia said, Mr. Tang said, just right, by the way, I'll give you a ride!

Chang Xia hurriedly waved his hand, no, no. "It doesn't matter. Let's go. ”

The old girl said with a smile on her face: "Xiao Chang, Mr. Tang is a good person, that is, give us employees the opportunity to grow, cultivate us employees with heart, and care about employees." It's rare for us to meet such a good boss. Sometimes, some store managers come to a meeting, and when it is late, he will also deliver it. ”

The boss looked at Chang Xia's cloud-like dense hair splashing with ink, a pink face, delicate and delicate, while the old girl looked at her like a little flower demon and was bored. But the boss's sycophants still have to be filmed, otherwise, how can she go from a waiter to the position of the office director, and those little waiters tremble when they see her, like seeing a wicked woman.

Mr. Tang was wearing a dark yellow jacket, and his face was not only black but also yellow in the night light, and the leather shoes on his feet looked like dirty boats. The whole person looks like a short winter melon. But you see, as long as a man has money and a successful career, his strength is not shallow, and many girls don't want to send it up.

(b)

Tang Guo, who was in the same room, was the cousin of a colleague of Bai Xian, and the other room was empty in the normal summer, so he lived for a while, and then looked at the job situation, and then saw where to move.

Tang Guo, who was fair-skinned, had just come out of the shower when he saw Chang Xia open the door and come in: "Why did you come back so late." There is no bus, how did you get back? ”

"The owner sent me back. It was supposed to be a drop by, but it sent me downstairs. ”

Tang Guo wiped his black hair with a towel, and when he heard it, he immediately became interested, like a leech smelling blood, "Your boss has taken a fancy to you?" ”

"Where's the nonsense?" Chang Xia didn't want to answer.

"What's going on with your boss?" Tang Guo didn't let go of this opportunity to gossip, and she was wearing small floral pajamas with a look of anticipation.

Listening to the employees secretly talking, the boss and his wife divorced. The daughter is now in the UK. Definitely want to have a son. Just sent a girl away, this girl used to be just a waitress, gave her a car of more than 200,000 yuan and sent away.

I did a B ultrasound, but because I wasn't a boy, I lost it. I definitely want to have a boy to inherit the family business.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The location of the main room is still vacant. As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come at the right time.

Tang Guo suddenly slapped his thigh, "Chang Xia, you are on!" The boss has taken the initiative to approach you, and you still don't climb up the pole! What's the point if he has a bigger belly! Black spots on the skin, old spots, what is it! That's a net worth of tens of millions! Give him a son, and you will have everything. ”

"I want to read."

"Are you stupid? After giving birth to a son, you can read it again. ”

"Then what if I can't give birth to a son?"

"Now, aren't there a lot of secret recipes on the Internet, saying the secret recipe for having a son. Anyway, it's worth trying. It's much better than you work hard. ”

"What about Bai Xian!"

"It's not like he can't live without you. Besides, even if Bai Xian can soar in the future, isn't there a living example! You see, your boss's ex-wife, isn't it the fate of a woman who works hard until later? It's better to be smarter, and when youth is priceless, exchange youth for a good price. ”

"Would you like to be introduced?" Chang Xia said.

"This kind of thing is not something we can ask for, introduce it to him, he may not be able to take a fancy to it! If you get married, be your good leap honey, just take me on a trip abroad in the future. ”

The two of them chatted until this point, yawning and getting ready to go to bed.

(c)

I often go to inspect the store with Mr. Tang, and the two discuss how to arrange the layout. Learn from Haier's horse racing spirit, conduct job campaigns among store employees, and then use the corporate newspaper as a position to carry out spiritual encouragement and brainwashing propaganda.

Needless to say, Mr. Tang's business is still very good, and their stores, although the waiters are not highly educated, they are all energetic, like a high-spirited war horse.

Newspapers were also arranged. Her ability to work still satisfies him, and the tidbits of many stores, although bland, are written by her and read with relish. The spirit of horse racing is also promoted to the point that the young waiter's blood is boiling.

After the probationary period, the salary has also increased. You don't have to be invited to eat, and you can take turns tasting the chef's newly developed dishes at different stores.

It's that the number of times she gets off work is getting more and more frequent. Give her tweed, give her clothes, he can't do this kind of method.

Of course, he hopes to find a educated, smart girl, and it will be smarter to have a son, and those waiters are obviously not of good grade.

remembered that when he was in Fucheng, Chunchun wanted to be a lover like this, but he didn't find a chance. Now this person who doesn't want to be someone else's "lover" is biased towards "good things".

Once, when I came back from inspecting the store, they were the only two in the car, and the old girl who was the director of the office also took another bus with interest.

Raindrops drifted outside the windowpane, drifting past the black-dotted figures of pedestrians with umbrellas. Chang Xia was in a trance, as if he was in the ocean.

Mr. Tang pointed to a castle-like roof not far from the rain and said, "That's the Golden Garden, and I have an empty house there." Then, he continued, as if faintly, "Do you want it?" - You can live in the past. ”

That sentence seemed to be said by him casually, and Chang Xia almost suspected that his ears had heard it wrong. But yes, he must have said it.