Chapter 817 Fines for Doing Wrong
The cold gaze lifted the eyelids coldly.
Noticing that the person in front of him was Jingyi, Lu Ming's expression immediately softened, and he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his face turned cold again.
Reminder: "Take this document and reprint it." Make another cup of coffee this month...... Deduct a hundred dollars from your salary! ”
"......" got into trouble on the first day of work.
Jingyi people are not unhappy, Lu Ming is so clear about public and private, but Jingyi people are not dependent on him at all.
"Yes! Old...... Board! "Jingyi people almost forgot, and forcibly changed the word 'gong' to 'board'.
Jing Yiren wiped the table, took the wet document, and walked out with coffee.
Lu Ming looked at Jing Yiren's back, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
She's serious.
Jing Yiren thought about Lu Ming and asked her to reprint this document.
The computer Jingyi people will use a little. Liu Xiaodong had already passed the document to be printed to Jingyiren.
Jingyi people click on the file and print it directly, and it will be automatically printed, which is also convenient.
Jing Yiren looked at his desk, and in the boxy black printer, he spit out pieces of paper densely covered with words.
This modern stuff is really advanced. If you need it, just brush it and it will come out.
As a result, halfway through printing, the color of the font became lighter and lighter, and then it didn't move, and a piece of paper stuck in it didn't come out.
Jingyiren subconsciously asked Liu Xiaodong: "What's wrong?" Is it broken? ”
Liu Xiaodong didn't know that Jingyi people didn't know about printers. In addition, Liu Xiaodong is also busy at the moment.
Glancing at the big eyes, he told her the general reason. Turning and pointing to the cabinet behind him.
"Maybe it's out of ink, it's in the cabinet behind you, just put it up." After speaking, Liu Xiaodong turned around and continued to be busy.
Jingyi people got up. To the back row, against the wall of the iron-door cabinet. After looking for a while, I found many boxes of ink.
I took out a few boxes from it at random and returned to my seat.
It's just how to put this thing.
Jing Yiren turned his eyes to look at Liu Xiaodong, and saw that she was busy and embarrassed to disturb.
I just studied it slowly and slowly.
I hugged the small printer. The front and back are reversed, left and right.
Open the back of a lid, the inside is empty, left and right by springs, this Jingyi people know, this is the place to put the battery.
The remote control at home only found out about the battery last time she changed the battery.
Jingyiren continued to look for a place that could be opened, fumbled for a while, and finally let her open the cartridge.
It's just that the boxes inside don't seem to have a place to open the lid.
Jingyi people studied for a while before they just poured the ink of the letter directly into it, and the ink had matching pinholes.
Jingyi people took out the plastic and squeezed the soft ink.
Shake it first as it is written in the instructions.
Jing Yiren took the ink and shook it up and down vigorously, and then shook it again.
With a force, the ink in the little hand soared, and it shot out of the needle, and shot at Liu Xiaodong next to him, with ink on his face. I also took it on my own skirt.
"......" Jing Yiren suddenly sat in place petrified, his small mouth looked like a duck egg, and he looked at Liu Xiaodong embarrassedly, looking at his masterpiece.
"No...... Excuse me, Xiaodong! I ...... if I wasn't careful. Soared out with all his might. ”
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