Chapter 8: Running for Dignity
The regional president of BMW excitedly said a lot of things and ended the call excitedly.
Zhang Liang knew that he had really won the lottery, but he still felt untrue and suspected that he had met a liar.
Manager Lei saw that Zhang Liang looked stupid when he had won five million, and asked disdainfully: "Won the lottery?" What shit did you step on? ”
"A brand new electric car. The second-hand electric car I bought the year before last is finally about to complete his mission! ”
Zhang Liang wanted to say that he won the supreme version of the BMW M8, or the prize version that money can't buy.
But when you say it, no one will believe it. The first thing will be questioned, where did he get the lottery opportunity?
"Electric cars are electric cars? Do you have to add a brand new one? Are you going to laugh to death! ”
Manager Lei's stomach cramped with laughter, "With your pattern, I also obeyed myself, and I actually bothered with you." Fuck off, rubbish. ”
Zhang Liang lowered his head and left, and couldn't help muttering with a headache: "There is another car, where to park?" ”
"A broken electric car, it's not worth a lot of money if you throw it away, where do you want to park?"
"This is the common disease of poor ghosts, they like to store rags, and they also call it the old!"
"Squeeze into your kennel!"
This time, not only the surnamed Lei smiled, but all the security guards laughed.
Zhang Liang left, everyone dispersed, Manager Lei called Master Chu and reported that he was repairing Zhang Liang.
When Young Master Chu heard that Zhang Liang had won an electric car, he was excited as if he had won five million, and he felt unlucky and said, "Okay." ”
"Yes, yes, a pariahs like this have tarnished your ears." Manager Lei hurriedly patted his ass.
Young Master Chu didn't take the ant-like little security guard in his eyes at all, "It's not useless, at least you can turn over and make fun of the children." Hung up Manager Lei's phone directly.
Two days later at noon.
Chu Feiya hadn't received Wang Jasmine's report yet, so she made a phone call to Wang Jasmine, "Jasmine, did that little security guard ask you to sell gold?" ”
"Not yet." Wang Jasmine is dying.
There is only half a day left for the performance evaluation, and if she doesn't get the gold, Young Master Chu will definitely use this as an excuse to replace her position.
"This damn security guard." Chu Feiya scolded in a low voice, "You take the initiative to contact him, and say that I helped him greet you and ask you to collect four hundred and one grams of his gold." ”
"Does he really have gold?" Wang Jasmine didn't believe Chu Feiya, but she didn't believe the little security guard.
"They used the money from the last sale of gold to buy a BMW X6. If there is no stock, will they eat dirt in a group? ”
Chufiya hung up.
Wang Jasmine made a phone call to Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang was at work, hiding in the building where he signed in to play games, and a phone call came in, and he was given seconds by the opponent with residual blood.
He scolded in a low voice, because it was an unfamiliar number, and asked angrily: "Who?" ”
"Hello Mr. Zhang, I'm Jasmine Wang, and you sold gold to me last time."
Wang Jasmine has done business with people who have been abducted and stolen by the pit meng, and whoever does business knows how to maintain character, like this little security guard, she really saw it for the first time.
Zhang Liang sighed, "Is there something wrong?" ”
"Mr. Chu has greeted me, we will collect four hundred and one grams of your gold."
Wang Jasmine tried her best to restrain her emotions, she believed that with 41 grams, this poor security guard must be running fast.
However, Zhang Liang said: "I asked the boss yesterday, and the boss said that the money in his hand is enough for the brothers to eat for a month." When the boss said this, I didn't dare to ask more. ”
This thing is thinking about playing games, how can he have time to sell gold?
Wang Jasmine secretly scolded this poor security guard who has passed today, no matter tomorrow, deserves to suffer from white eyes at the bottom of the society for the rest of his life, "Mr. Zhang, here's the thing, we have a monthly amount of gold to collect." If your gold is not sold today, then tomorrow I will not be able to be the Lord of four hundred and one grams. ”
"Mr. Wang, can I have money without making money? Don't you know, my boss has a bad temper, what he said, I'll ask it a second time, he can smash my face with a mahjong. ”
Zhang Liang was about to cry, and if he didn't play the game online, he would have no chance to turn the tables in this game.
Wang Jasmine heard Zhang Liang's eagerness, and thought that Zhang Liang really couldn't help it, "Then I won't bother you to be busy." ”
"Goodbye."
Zhang Liang hung up the phone and got into the game, and within two minutes, Chu Feiya made a phone call.
Zhang Liang secretly vowed that if he wanted to buy a mobile phone, he must buy another mobile phone to play games as soon as possible.
He picked up the phone, "Mr. Chu? ”
Chu Feiya reprimanded, "I helped you greet people, but you dropped the chain for me, do you want to be motivated?" ”
"You listen to me, our boss ......"
Before Zhang Liang finished speaking, Chu Feiya interrupted him, "Don't explain, I'll just look at the results." Everyone has only a few opportunities in a lifetime. Doing things like you do, even the best opportunities will slip out of your hands. ”
"Our boss refuses to release the goods, and I can't help it."
"The boss refuses to release the goods, won't you do his ideological work? I only know that you are at the mercy of others, and you deserve to be a little security guard for the rest of your life. Chu Feiya pretended to hate the lesson of iron and steel, "Forget it, when I misread you." ”
Zhang Liang was also stunned, "Okay, I'll go and ask, and promise to explain my boss." ”
"Less nonsense, look at the action." Chufiya hung up.
Zhang Liang came downstairs with his mobile phone, and realized that something was wrong.
When did this woman treat him so well?
Even the bowl of poisonous chicken soup was brought out.
Zhang Liang returned to his residence, waited for five minutes, and made a phone call to Chu Feiya, "Mr. Chu, I will tell our boss about the rare opportunity of four hundred and one grams." The boss said that there is no free lunch in the world, and something must have happened, so I immediately packed up my things and ran away. ”
"Useless waste!"
Chu Feiya found that Zhang Liang had no use value, so she hung up the phone in disgust.
"There's something wrong with this woman."
Zhang Liang listened to the blind tone of the phone, and called back again.
Chu Feiya was high up, and said with a word like gold: "Speak." ”
The tone was impatient.
Zhang Liang asked proudly: "801 grams of gold, sell you 20,000 grams, do you want it?" ”
"How much? Eight hundred and one grams? You didn't wake up, did you? Chu Feiya immediately reacted, the dead security guard said that he was going to run away, and he was playing tricks on her. The dead security guard already knew she needed gold.
She exhaled, "You won, say, how much does a gram sell?" ”
"Four hundred and one grams, but I have one condition."
"Speak."
"Don't call me a dead security guard in the future!"
"That's it?" Chu Feiya was a little confused.
Zhang Liang said seriously: "Yes, that's it." You can disdainfully call me that security guard, but please don't put a dead word in the middle. ”
"What qualifications do you have as a dead security guard to negotiate terms with me? Before five o'clock in the afternoon, if Mr. Wang doesn't receive the gold, you wait to be wanted! ”
Chufiya hung up.
Zhang Liang could tell that this woman was not joking. If he doesn't comply, the monitoring of the last gold sale will definitely appear in front of the relevant departments.
A million huge amounts, more than ten years!
Zhang Liang glanced at the time.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang Liang made a phone call to the repairer of the BMW and asked him to send the BMW over.
There was only one gold kettle in his residence, and the rest of the forty pounds of gold were all hidden in the trunk of the Ferrari, and he didn't plan to ask for it.
With the golden kettle, at a quarter past two, rushed out of the community.
For the sake of worthless dignity, he was going to run away.