Chapter 63: Whose Pain, Whose Tears (7)

Chapter 63: Whose Pain, Whose Tears (7)

In many cases, the behavior of "kindness" in picking up one's post will cause chaos in the management of those in power, so that those who have a heart can exploit loopholes and rely on laziness to do it.

Or at a price lower than what the authorities are paid, he will hesitant to hire other workers to do his job.

Although this code is cold, it is an efficient and time-saving method, and it eliminates a lot of unnecessary disputes, and Aunt Huang has repeatedly struggled in her mind because of this code.

If she takes care of the woman lying on the ground, then she will lose her well-paid job, and she will have no salary for the year, and if she is like the gardener who watered the flowers next to her, and directly ignores the woman on the ground, she will be fine.

The two villains in Aunt Huang's mind fought for a long time, and in the end, it was the villain of herself who won, Aunt Huang grabbed the broom ruthlessly and glanced to the side, quickly waved the broom, and swept it up "sprinkling......

Mo Wildland returned to EA's office angrily, ripped open the two buttons on his shirt, and gasped for air, the woman made him irritable.

The phone in front of the desk rang, Mo Rang Lan walked to the desk and pressed the amplification button, and the sweet and soft voice of the secretary came from inside, "President, Mr. Hua is almost at EA." ”

"I know" Mo Ranlan pressed the hang-up button, and spat heavily, because of the matter of the white bones, he almost forgot that he had already made a reservation before, and talked about business with Hua □□ in the afternoon.

Mo Langlan slowly bent down and sat down in the rotating chair, entered his fingerprints in the projection of the drawer on the left, and the drawer lock of "wipe card" was opened, Mo Langlan took out a copy from a stack of papers, and then locked the drawer.

The sound of the translation of the text sounded, and Mo Ranlan took a cursory look at the contract with the flower □□, "Dodo", and there was a rhythmic three soft knocks on the door outside.

Mo Ranlan closed Wen Jiàn, turned sideways to a projection-like east and west in the upper right corner of the desk, and pressed "Di Di Di" a few times, which reflected the appearance of the secretary and Hua □□ and several other people, "President, President Hua is here." ”

Mo Ranlan pressed the unlock button, and with a "click", the office door was unlocked, and the secretary in professional clothes pushed the door in, she turned around and raised her right hand and bowed slightly, "Mr. Hua, please sit here." ”

Mo Ranglan also walked out, paced to the front of the flower □□ and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Hua, come, sit and sit ......"

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In the end, when he negotiated a good business with Hua □□, when the secretary sent him away, it was already bright outside.

Mo Langlan rubbed his forehead tiredly, a light flashed, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass, he could see the lightning and thunder outside, and the pouring rain of "lalala" didn't know how long it had been falling.

The neon lights or billboards of the tall buildings outside still shine in colorful colors under the heavy rain, shining like a victor in this dark night of pouring rain.

The night scene outside has always existed, but he has ignored it for so long, and only then did he realize that such a night is no worse than the beautiful color deliberately created by "Paradise".

Mo Langlan, who looked at the outside scenery through the floor-to-ceiling glass, showed a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, when did he not calm down like this to take a look at the outside scene?

The raindrops of beans have been hitting the floor-to-ceiling glass, and he should have deliberately heard the sound of "crackling" rain, it was summer, and the lightning must be accompanied by thunder, but he couldn't hear the rain outside.

PS:About the stand-in little lover,There's nothing you can do about thatch even if you want to update.,Otherwise, you don't have to reopen this pit.,Click on the name of the author of the thatch.,There's no stand-in little lover in the works that appear.,Even if you search for the name of the stand-in little lover.,The work can't be searched.。 I've been chasing the kiss of the substitute little lover, and thatch said I'm sorry......