Outside the Junsheng Building, Zhang Ruoyu was smoking a cigarette and squinting into the distance.

He didn't join the president directly when he left the president's office, but called Long Fei and asked him to come over with two hundred passes first.

Long Fei didn't ask much, and rushed to make two hundred according to Zhang Ruoyu's request, and he was afraid of traffic jams on the road, so he came over on a small electric donkey.

In the busy business district, I saw Long Fei wearing a helmet, straddle a briefcase, and sweat profusely through the crowd.

Because of his dark skin, short stature, and the shape of the cross-body backpack, the whole person is full of the temperament of a working boy at the end of the last century.

Slippery!

The little electric donkey made a sliding shovel and stopped in front of Zhang Ruoyu.

"You made me wait an extra half an hour." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Long Fei coldly. "This is going to delay the fighter on the battlefield, I have to kill you!"

Long Fei hurriedly jumped out of the car, handed the briefcase to Zhang Ruoyu, who was a little anxious, and explained: "Brother, it was my misjudgment, but I really didn't expect to be so blocked by riding a battery car, I knew that I would come by helicopter!" ”

"Alright." Zhang Ruoyu took the heavy black leather bag and weighed it with his hand. "Isn't it a good number?"

"No, I count one by one, two hundred and eight, one is not a lot." Long Fei said, his expression was a little strange. "It's just that the color of this pass is bright yellow, and the font is wildly grassy, and it looks a bit like the rune paper burned on the grave."

"Isn't that just the right time?" Zhang Ruoyu stopped opening the briefcase to check the number.

"Brother, you are in such a hurry to ask for these two hundred passes, are your relatives and friends asking you for help?" Long Fei asked.

"It's not." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head lightly and snuffed out the cigarette butt. "I'm about to officially enter the business world in a moment, and I'm thinking that when I first arrive, I have to give some greeting gifts to my colleagues. But after thinking about it, I don't have any expensive gifts that I can get my hands on, so I just let them watch a free fireworks show-"

"By the way, is there a fireworks display scheduled at the memorial service? The kind of one that hits a thousand. ”

"No, such a depressing and sad atmosphere, what kind of fireworks." Long Fei was a little embarrassed.

"Say hello to Binhai, and say that General Zhang loved to watch fireworks the most during his lifetime." Zhang Ruoyu said lightly.

"I've helped you think of the reason, General Zhang came here in the smoke of the beacon fire, and watching the fireworks is to remind yourself at all times that the reason why this country is peaceful is because in places where people can't see, there are always people who fall in the rain of bullets, and look at the east in the world of light and fire."

"They are lonely brave, retrogrades."

"I can't see the fireworks, and General Zhang won't be blind."

Zhang Ruoyu dropped these words and swiped the card into the Junsheng Building.

Long Feipestle was stunned in place.

It wasn't until Zhang Ruoyu walked away that he exhaled turbidity, raised his hand with a solemn face, and saluted.

Perhaps, the boss really needs to rest.

……

As a coastal ace enterprise, Junsheng Group has a wide range of fields, with more than 30,000 employees, including nearly 200 people in the catering department, and is definitely a commercial unicorn.

In an enterprise with extremely complex personnel relations like this, how much gossip will Zhang Ruoyu attract if he is directly parachuted into the leader?

He's got to show some sincerity.

Knock knock.

Zhang Ruoyu pushed open the door of the lounge of the catering department, and all the employees were immersed in eating.

It's only half past ten in the morning, and it's too early to eat in other industries, but it's punctual in the catering industry.

Zhang Ruoyu came in with a bag, but no one paid attention to him, which was very different from the expected welcome of the sandwich road.

Zhang Ruoyu, who was left out in the cold, was a little angry and coughed violently.

That's when the employees noticed him. And at first glance, it looks exactly the same as the photo on the head chef's file that the personnel department brought just now.

Employees stood up to welcome the new leader.

Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand slightly, and put on a face that has been working in the leadership team all the year round: "Everyone put the rice bowl in your hand." ”

The employees still gave face, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and kept quiet to listen to the new leader's speech.

"My name is Zhang Ruoyu, the head chef personally hired by Mr. Han."

"Although in the company, I am the leader in charge of your life and death, but I hope you can be friends with me."

Zhang Ruoyu opened the black leather bag and took out a stack of passes that were the same as the ghost charms: "When we meet for the first time, I don't know what you like, but considering that everyone is engaged in the catering industry, I made my own decision and asked Beimang Jun for some passes." ”

"Let's go back and form a team to see General Zhang off for the last time, and have a meal at the Beimang Army by the way, and see if we can learn some advanced cooking theories and come back."

The lounge is thoroughly fried.

Zhang Xiangbei's national degree is even more exaggerated than those top stars, especially in Binhai, as a local, he is highly respected and admired.

The pass to attend General Zhang's memorial service has long become a treasure that is hard to find.

The new head chef reached out and pulled out a dozen bright yellow things, was that really a pass?

Doubts have been raised.

"Chef, my old cousin served in the Primorsky Naval District, and he told me this morning that he only got twenty-five tickets for the entire Primordial Coast, and you estimate that there are almost two hundred—" A seemingly honest and honest employee hesitated. "Is this really a pass to General Zhang's memorial service? It looks like it was burned in the grave..."

There was a lot of disbelief in his tone.

As soon as these words came out, many employees chattered.

Zhang Ruoyu raised his right hand and pressed it, and said, "Don't talk about it just now, I entrusted it to the relationship." ”

"And don't you think it's appropriate to design the pass like this?"

"Anyway, as soon as I saw this pass, my heart immediately became heavy, as if my dear relatives were driving west."

Seeing that everyone still didn't believe it, Zhang Ruoyu took out a pass ticket and handed it to the nearest employee: "You take your mobile phone and scan the QR code on the pass, then enter the mobile phone number, and then enter it after obtaining the verification code, and a pass code will pop up on the mobile phone." After three days, you will be able to attend the memorial service with this pass code. ”

The guy hesitated, afraid that the QR code would rob him of his deposit. But considering that the young man standing in front of him is the new head chef, it shouldn't be so doggy, right?

With a scan of the code, the Beimang military emblem and the landing bar appeared on the screen.

After the operation, a line of bright yellow passcodes popped up on the screen.

Dingding.

This buddy's phone suddenly made a call, and because he was nervous, he touched the speakerphone with his fingers.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Chen Lang? This is the Beimang Public Relations Department, you have obtained the pass code for General Zhang Xiangbei's memorial service, please keep it properly to prevent theft. ”

It is a woman's voice, magnetic, low, and full of military might.

At the scene, there was silence.