The person who came was none other than Yang Guang, the owner of the grocery store on the other side of the street.

Yang Guang walked straight to the front desk, and when the fifth uncle saw Yang Guang, his hand was raised.

Yang Guang ignored him. Just handed an envelope in his hand to Xiao Ling.

"Beauty, you have a courier, come and sign it."

It turned out that this Yang Guang also did the work of the rural express station.

This is also very good, with more income and convenience for the villagers.

Xiao Ling signed. Yang Guang didn't mention the money anymore, turned around and left.

Xiao Ling tilted his head and turned the courier over to take a look.

Just a letter, or some kind of document, in a big blue envelope.

It's not the flower seed and flower seedling that Xiao Ling is looking forward to.

Xiao Ling is not in a hurry to dismantle it, the fifth uncle and five aunts are here, and it is important to entertain guests.

The fifth uncle drank tea, and told Huang Tai Sin about the last time he came to help Xiao Ling's family break the siege, went into the back building to find Xiao Ling's father, and said something about Huang Tai Sin's previous friendship with his father.

also complained that some Xiao Ling was ignorant, and he shouldn't have trespassed into the back building without permission, let alone opened the back building to do business.

The fifth aunt also joined, saying that Xiao Ling should wrap the remuneration given to Huang Tai Sin in red paper, and could not give it directly.

It is taboo to say that if you do this business, it is taboo to touch money directly.

Anyway, as an elder, my uncle and aunt have said a lot.

Xiao Ling didn't refute, just listened.

The fifth aunt confessed again, don't go into the back building, especially don't go into the back building in the middle of the night. So he got up and went back to the store.

After all, the store has been closed for most of the day, and it is always necessary to open the door for some business.

After the fifth uncle and five aunts left, Xiao Ling remembered the envelope.

Xiao Ling opened it and saw that it was a document.

It was sent by the original company.

Because Xiaoling left the company voluntarily without taking leave, the original company counted Xiaoling as absenteeism, which lasted for such a long time, it was regarded as a unilateral termination of the contract, no compensation, and no salary for the last two months.

"If Party A loses anything due to Party B's resignation, Party A reserves the right to sue." - What the hell is this?!

The old lady asked for leave and was scolded, and you still have the face to sue.

Your company has just been established for a few days, my wife is the first employee, and the probation period has not yet passed, what loss can I cause?

What a sickness!

Xiao Ling angrily threw the contract on the table and sat down in a chair.

Xiao Ling flicked the mouse, and the screen lit up.

There are still no new orders.

Thankfully, there is another guest who has been renewing his lease.

Yes, the guest, still filming.

Wong Tai Sin came, Wong Tai Sin drew talismans, Wong Tai Sin pasted talismans, Wong Tai Sin drank tea, Wong Tai Sin left.

That camera keeps shooting, that guest keeps following. I haven't spoken, and I haven't had an impact.

This seems to be a little different from the noisy anchor before.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling couldn't help but be distracted and stared at that shot.

I don't know if I have a beautiful face when I was photographed under that lens.

Oh, girl. Young girls, who doesn't want to be beautiful everywhere?

Especially in the age of the Internet, which can spread throughout the world in an instant.

But this extremely high-ranking guest just shoots quietly, doesn't interview or talk awkwardly, just records. It seems that this video is more worth looking forward to.

But so what?

Not only can he bring customers immediately, but he took that even weirder picture.

Now Xiao Ling felt a bigger headache.

If you have a headache, you need to be a good doctor.

Now Xiaoling, good medicine is delicious.

So, Xiao Ling walked into the kitchen again, opened the refrigerator, picked up the edible ingredients, and after a while, he made a table of two dishes and one soup, plus fragrant rice, well, it was too healing.

It's just that the whole process of cooking and eating was also recorded by the calm camera.

Even, the long radio is going to reach into the cooking pot.

Xiao Ling was even a little curious, after this piece of material was cut out, would it be "Qingshan Hotel on the Tip of the Tongue".

It's so beautiful to think about, Xiao Ling ate another bowl of rice.

"Well, it smells good." A voice came from outside the door.

How does it sound familiar. It was still being heard just a month or two ago.

Who is it?

Xiao Ling put down the bowl and got up and walked to the hall. The visitor is a guest, maybe it's a hotel stay.

The people who came really wanted to stay in the hotel. A big backpack, a big trolley suitcase, a big jacket, a small size.

This man is a little familiar.

The first time Xiao Ling met him was more than four months ago, at the company that had just sued her, and they interviewed together.

Xiao Ling still remembers that this man is a writer and planner, and he is specifically responsible for a number that tells ghost stories, which is actually better than the fashion gossip account she is responsible for.

Xiao Ling still remembers that this man is very timid, and every time he finishes recording the show, he will be scared to pee.

Xiao Ling knew that this was his former colleague, You Xiaogui.

Of course, the little ghost is not his real name. It's just that this guy is small, and he always tells ghost stories, and he is also young, so it's quite kind to call him a little ghost.

Therefore, his colleagues in the company at that time, no matter who they were, called him a little ghost.

The little ghost is also here to travel?

Xiao Ling was puzzled.

"Hostess, do you have a room?" The imp took out his ID card.

"Yes." Xiao Ling walked to the computer.

"Open one for me." Little ghost road. The huge backpack didn't leave me. I didn't expect this small body to be so powerful.

"Okay." Well, I guess the little ghost also read the rumors on the Internet, and he also came to see 202.

So, Xiao Ling opened the next room to the camera man. Later, I thought that it was not right, it might not be appropriate, so the moment it was determined under the point, it was changed, on the other side of the stairs.

After the operation, Xiao Ling returned the ID card to the little ghost. "Go up the stairs, the first room on the right."

"Okay." The imp turned and lifted the box and walked up the stairs.

Small, holding a big box, hey, it's so incongruous.

Ha ha.

The imp went upstairs. The camera didn't keep up.

The camera was still on the side of the door, still shooting at Xiao Ling.

Sure enough, the camera still obeyed the rules and didn't shoot my mother.

Then leave him alone. Anyway, I was photographed every day. In that crazy half-moon.

Xiao Ling stayed there, thinking about it, how long it had been since she had taken a selfie, and how long had she not posted on Moments.

This proprietress is said to be the proprietress but is actually a cleaner, a security guard, a cook, and a coolie...... Everything.

I can't figure it out, it's so tiring to be a boss, why do so many people still want to be a boss.

Hey.

After sitting for a while, I thought that the flower beds in the yard had not yet been built, so let's do it again while I have time now.

When you think of it, you do it.

Xiao Ling turned around and took out a hoe from behind him, walked around the kitchen and walked to the yard.

In the courtyard, the original shape outlined by Xiao Ling is still there.

Otherwise, stop that great immortal once, and listen to him once for the sake of him not sealing the door.

Therefore, according to the original planning plan, the reverse outline was to build a larger flower bed under the root of the front building and a smaller flower bed under the root of the back building.

A large horn shape, opening from the front building, as if swallowing the back building.

In the middle, a swing is drawn on the left and a deck chair is drawn on the right. I don't know if there will be sister customers in the summer of next year, sitting here to shoot videos and hair circles. Xiao Ling was in reverie again.

Hey.

The camera keeps shooting.

"Is there anyone there?" Someone shouted in the hall again. It sounds like Yang Guang again.

"Someone." Xiao Ling put down his tools and walked to the hall.

Sure enough, it was Yang Guang again, and it was express again.

Sure enough, it was the flowers and the seeds of the flowers that were ordered before.

Sure enough, the next days should be like flowers, and they will be more and more beautiful.