Staff: It's coming, it's coming, it's coming, I know!

The richer the person, the more he picks the door.

Lao Su always felt that the staff's expressions were a little wrong.

"What about the celebration banquet......"

The head of the business department smiled and took the second half of the sentence.

The top boss said the first half of the sentence, no matter how reluctant he was to be tired and wanted to stuff him into the stinky toilet and turn it around 10,000 times, he had to follow intimately: "Actually, everyone also knows that it is our duty to pull a sheet." ”

"There's no need for a celebration feast."

The head of the business department was in tears.

Nima!

The big boss doesn't spend money, he has to spend it!

Pick the door, old man!

You deserve to work overtime!

He used to think that this boss was very generous.

The head of the business department was heartbroken: I really misjudged you.

"Not doing it?"

"yes, yes, actually, we're very busy at work."

"That's it, there is such a thing as a celebration banquet, whether it is the same."

The old man was so dizzy that he stepped out of the door of the business department.

He didn't think much of it.

Trying to regain his anger, he went on a rampage with the Ministry of Security.

The minister and staff in charge of system security have been called back by a series of deadly buttons.

Mr. Su was furious.

Thoroughly inspect the operating system of Huashang Bank.

As for the fact that it was found that 1 million yuan had been lost, it was inexplicable that it would enter the Hope Project into a donation...... In the end, Mr. Su took out his pocket in pain, almost fainted in the toilet crying, and was killed by the iron, so I won't talk about it.

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Fang Jing promised Yue Wujiu that he would re-pay her pocket money another day, so he hurriedly led the assistant to leave and go to the company to deal with things.

Bai Jiu pinched the bank card and whispered: "Yue Wujiu, I see, you are still holding an old-fashioned mobile phone." ”

"You don't know, in a big city, people will laugh at you for holding that kind of mobile phone."

"Even the elderly use smartphones."

"Why don't I take you out and buy a new phone?"

"You don't have any money in your hand now, you can swipe the money on my card."

"I don't mind, after all, it's fate that we can get together."

Yue Wujiu had just pulled out a black phone.

The material of the phone case is like metal and porcelain.

It's smooth and smooth, and much smaller than the average touchscreen phone.

In the lower part of the phone, the black buttons are inlaid with light blue rhinestones, and the rhinestones are shining.

The particles are small and embedded in the edges of the keyboard, refracting colorful streamers.

The phone is not ugly, lying quietly in Yue Wujiu's hand, with smooth edges and an extremely perfect version design.

The rhinestones are set just right, but there are so many that no one will believe that they are real.

Instead, you will subconsciously think that this is a plastic stall.

Coupled with the button style, it is still an old model that young people scoff at.

On the phone case, there is no obvious logo.

Only by looking very carefully can you see the inconspicuous engraving of the English in the lower right corner of the phone, Nightmare.

The mobile phone is Jin Nanfeng's.

Before leaving, Jin Nanfeng was pressed by her, and the corners of his eyes were still slightly red.

The man's eyes seemed to fall on broken ice, and his voice was cold, questioning her.

Why is it missing for three years.

was fooled by Yuewu Jiu's gag, Jin Nanfeng asked her with a cold face, even if she disappeared, she wouldn't even be able to call?

Yue Wujiu immediately gave up the idea of taking advantage of more.

Weakly pinched his phone and ran away.

Bai Jiu's expression was slightly reserved, and he glanced at the phone.

The corners of his mouth went down: there was not even a brand, it was estimated that the stall bought it was a few hundred yuan.

I'm embarrassed to show it to others.