'Ding Ding Ding... Ding Ding Ding...'

I was woken up by the ruthless alarm clock, opened my eyes, was lying in the hotel arranged by the project department for our support staff, raised my heavy head to look at the alarm clock, it was actually ten o'clock in the morning, my brain was instantly awake, after all kinds of washing, I found a set of relatively casual clothes and rushed to the project site, because I remember that today my work is in the children's play area and the lottery area support.

Before I could show my badge when I rushed to the gate of the project, the security guard opened the door for me and politely accosted me.

"Forester, are you better?"

"Ah, I'm fine."

I was curious, how could they know me, and I didn't look good?

I was too lazy to think so much, and I rushed straight to the lottery area, and I guess I was going to be scolded.

'Bang'

I ran too fast, accidentally bumped into someone else, looked up, this person was so familiar, and his identity information flashed in my mind.

"Good morning Mr. Cheng"

"It's not too early."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I'm late" I lowered my head, like a palace maid who had made a mistake and was waiting to be punished.

"Okay, the wine is sober, the guts are gone, go to the post"

I nodded violently when I heard this, and was about to gallop away

"I'm wearing a long-sleeved shirt today, will I still look unsoothed?"

Well? Why did he tell me what he was wearing, but this rainbow fart still had to be blown, and I raised my head and smiled and replied to him; "Mr. Cheng, what you wear is very atmospheric."

"That's not what you said yesterday."

Well? Yesterday? What the hell did I say, and the few people around him actually started laughing, could it be that I spoke lightly to him? No, no, no, I don't know how to be so measured, I'm a mature and intellectual lady.

"Mr. Cheng, you must have heard it wrong, in my heart you are the most handsome and atmospheric person in the whole project, hehehe" I am really tired with a smirk.

"You still have a more interesting appearance of the Sichuan pepper after drinking, go to the post."

Saying that, they laughed and left, just leaving me messy in the wind, what are they talking about, Sichuan Little Pepper, when did I have such a nickname?

Walking to the lottery area with countless questions, everyone was already busy in an orderly manner, and I immediately joined the team.

"Jiajia, are you okay?" Miss Yang Qing leaned over and asked me in a low voice.

"It's good, but my head hurts a little"

"You're a big celebrity for the project now, you know, no, no, no, I guess the whole company knows."

"Celebrities? I? Why? "I really didn't understand what she was saying.

"You don't remember last night?"

"What the hell did I do last night, you hurry up, I'm about to die of curiosity."

I was sure that I must have done something heinous last night, I grabbed my head but couldn't remember, so I had to puff up my eyes and look at Yang Qing and beg him to tell me.

"Qingzi, tell me quickly, what happened last night, you know, I met Mr. Cheng just now, what did he call me Little Pepper, I don't understand it at all."

"Ah, you met Mr. Cheng, why are you so unlucky, he didn't embarrass you? Originally, it was good that he forgot about it after a few days, but now that he sees it, he will definitely remember it again..."

"So what the hell is going on, did I lose my words after drinking? Or did you spit on her? "I'm starting to get a little nervous.

"It's not a matter of spitting"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"But, you ......." Kiyoko told me everything from toasting to singing last night, and told me that everyone at the scene last night gave me the nickname Little Pepper.

Then Yang Qing took out his mobile phone to open the company forum, and the first hot search on it was 'Sichuan Little Pepper Personal Information Inventory', followed by the next big news title was 'Little Pepper Drinking Comment Project Total Dressing Style', Yang Qing then swiped down, and then her finger stopped on the most eye-catching title 'Lin Jiajia's confession song of love'. I clicked on the title with a trembling hand, and there were several videos of me singing after drinking last night, God, I will never drink again.

I can't believe I'm like that, I usually have a few drinks, and if I drink too much, I will stop myself in time, try to control it within the sobriety range, I have never made a mistake in all these years, how could this happen last night.

Yang Qing was a little worried when he saw that I was silent, "It's okay, Jiajia, these hot searches will soon be swiped by new news, and Mr. Cheng is not a caring person, although he is strict at work, he still takes care of his subordinates in private." ”

Where can I still listen to this now, thinking about what Zexin should think of me, I am so drunk and crazy regardless of the occasion, and I cut off his songs, he must think I am ridiculous.

"Kiyoko, didn't I look embarrassed and ugly last night?"

"No, you sing very well, he plays the guitar very well, and everyone is praising you later"

"Do you think Mr. Cheng has a bad impression of me?"

"Probably not, yesterday he specially asked me to set your alarm clock an hour late, I don't think he will care about these little things, don't worry."

With Kiyoko's reassurance, I'm going to regain my composure, and I'm going to try to put my heart and soul into my work so that I can forget about the things that have humiliated me.

In the morning, not a single prize was drawn, and the owners began to have opinions, and some owners were reluctant to leave after the lottery, and stood by one by one.

"I'm going to see if I can draw a big prize today."

"Such a big company in Midtown still engages in this method"

....

There were more and more owners standing on the side, and I sneaked around to Kiyoko

"Kiyoko, do we have a grand prize in this box?"

"Not today, because the grand prize is given to the project manager's family and a few other friends from the water board tomorrow afternoon and the morning after tomorrow."

I was surprised, it turned out that there was really a black box operation, so didn't these people who bought a house spend money? Why do they suffer such unfair treatment?

I'm angry, but I can't help but solve the problem at hand.

"But Kiyoko, if it continues like this, something big will happen to the project."

"Jiajia, don't worry about it, our team leader will report, just wait for him to come back."

I nodded and went back to the back warehouse to move materials, the noise outside was getting louder and louder, and I heard a landlord talking on the phone outside the window.

"Wait, my reporter friend will be here soon, there is absolutely no grand prize in this lottery box today, I have inquired, I think Midtown will not succeed in this move-in."

Listening to the content of this chat, he didn't look like the owner, but like a competitor sent to stir up the scene.

At this time, I happened to see a box in the material room containing the lottery note tomorrow, and I had an idea for a while, frantically looking for a note containing the jackpot in it, and after finding two, I calmly dragged the jackpot note in the palm of my hand, carried the material out, and stuffed the two winning notes into it at the moment when the material was placed on the table.

It was only two minutes after I was stuffed in, and sure enough, a few reporters and camera brothers came over, and the security guards couldn't stop them, so I stood aside calmly.

It's urgent, there are a lot of people, I don't have time to tell a few other people, Qingzi They are so nervous that they can't dodge, they have been dodging, and some of them turned their backs directly, for fear of being photographed, and the reporter saw that the staff was dodging and dodging, and they were even more inch-inch, and I couldn't wait to be afraid of Qingzi's face, so I had to walk over and stand in front of the camera to stop them.

Seeing that the reporters were all coming, the owners were of course more convinced that there was a problem with the lottery box, and they all surrounded them.

Because I was the only one facing the camera and the crowd, the reporter asked me questions directly.

"Are you a clerk in Midtown?"

"Yes."

"We feel that many owners have reported that you have not drawn a grand prize for the third day since you moved in, is it true? Don't these jackpots themselves don't exist?"

"Our total number of jackpots is a fixed number, which is the same as the number we release to the outside world, but due to the relatively large number of participants in this project, we will randomly take out a batch every day and put it into the lottery box for the lottery, which is random."

"So, may I ask you, did the prize you posted privately go to your own relatives or insiders? With on-site feedback, no one has won the grand prize at present. ”

"Of course, there will not be the situation you just said, our lottery is for the benefits of the owners and friends who have been supporting us, everything will be drawn in the fairest way, you also said that it is current, the current occupation meeting has just been carried out on the second day, and the grand prize is just not drawn yet."

"Can you prove that you don't have an insider?"

"Zhongcheng Group, this name is the best proof of this."

"You are just trying to fool us by saying this, we have to open the box and check it"

"Yes, unpacking."

The owners are even more excited.

I leaned sideways to the side of the lottery box and pointed to the lottery box, "Our Zhongcheng Group always puts the owner's demands first, of course, you can open the box, you can invite any owner to come to inspect the box." ”

Kiyoko wanted to come over and pull me, but was stopped by the team leader who rushed over with the leader.

Two owners came forward to open the lottery box and poured all the notes on the lottery table, and the two of them desperately rummaged through them.

"Yes and yes"

"There are a few more."

After the two of them turned out a first prize, they stopped their movements and retreated embarrassedly.

At this time, Mr. Cheng stepped forward, "Fellow reporters, some boring people have worked hard to report our Zhongcheng Group, and a few rushed over, all for the interests of the owners, since we are here, we will shoot some materials for us to join the group and write some articles" said and called a few colleagues to invite them to the sales office to drink tea.

followed Mr. Cheng to appease the owners present, and distributed spare gifts to all the owners present, before sending them away one by one.

Mr. Cheng glanced at me when he left, "It's still a little pepper, keep working, everyone." ”