After confirming that Fu Jie didn't kill back, the three managers began to tease Fu Jie with great interest. Although she had just been ridiculed, Cao aidang still gave a high evaluation, saying that Fu Jie was the goddess in her mind, which was incomparable. Manager Mu said that I took several photos in the general manager Dafu QQ space and shot pistols at him every day... Cao aidang and manager Chen jointly denounced manager Mu's shamelessness. Cao aidang said that if you were heard by any royal family, you should pack up and go away. Manager Mu was immediately frightened into a cold sweat.

The so-called "Royal relatives" undoubtedly refer to managers who are related by blood or relatives to the Fu sisters. These people account for a large proportion in the company, more than half.

In fact, to some extent, these three managers are also Fu Jie's lineage. Most of them have worked in Xinyuan company for more than two years. They dare not say they are loyal and have made great achievements.

In the process of ridicule, Shan Dongyang always wanted to find a chance to chat up, but he didn't have the right to speak at all. Finally, when the three people calmed down, Shan Dongyang quickly took out a cigarette and handed out one to each person. He saw that Huang Xing had been standing a few meters away. He wanted to throw one in the past, but he felt that his level was too low. He didn't need to dredge up with him at all, so he took the fourth cigarette out, took it to his mouth and began to take a lighter to light cigarettes for the three managers. While ordering Shan Dongyang, he excused himself: what I said just now may be a little heavy. Ha ha, I can't help myself in the Jianghu. I hope the three comrades... No, no, the three managers are considerate. I also have difficulties. Mr. Fu is staring. I have just taken office and have to show a symbolic performance in front of the boss

Cao AI Dang said while smoking: Director Shan, your performance may add negative points to you in the big boss's heart!

Manager Chen also followed: that's right! Your eloquence is not as good as your fist.

Shan Dongyang poked his head out and asked: Yes... Is it true?

Cao AI Dang erected his cigarette and stared at a wisp of cigarette rising to the sky: really! Give you a word, talk less and do more.

Shan Dongyang's face was full of embarrassment, but he had to pretend to smile. Huang Xing, who has been standing on one side, suddenly became the best springboard for Shan Dongyang to get rid of embarrassment. He straightened his chest, put his hands on his back, frowned and shouted to Huang Xing: the leaders have a small meeting here to study work. What are you standing there eavesdropping on. Don't hurry home!

Huang Xing thought, is this research work?

Men get together and have few topics other than studying women.

But Huang Xing didn't refute, but walked down the stairs slowly. The managers' discussion became more and more shallow, and Huang Xing gradually accelerated his pace.

The sun went to sleep and it was dark. It is the rush hour after work. Through the busy Dongguan Street, the sounds of traffic flow intersect with a unique melody of the metropolis. Through a noisy vegetable market in Nanbei street, it is getting closer and closer to the rental house. Huang Xing wanted to buy some vegetables, but remembered Ouyang Mengjiao's whispers in the second marketing department. She thought she must have bought a lot, so she stepped forward at a higher pace. The smell of vegetables and fruits all over the street reminds Huang Xing of his own vegetable garden when he was a child.

Just out of the vegetable market, Huang Xing met the landlord's aunt by chance. The landlord's aunt called Xiao Huang and said, Xiao Huang, pay the rent of this month tomorrow. Our family is running out of money to buy vegetables. Huang Xing directly took out 200 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the landlord's aunt. The landlord's aunt was very happy. She even boasted that Huang Xing was a bright man and had a good time. Huang Xing said that he had made it early and felt secure.

In fact, Huang Xing feels that the landlord's family is also very poor. Five grandparents and grandchildren live together for three generations. A large three-story building has been forcibly converted into more than 20 single rooms. In order to collect more rent, the five grandparents and grandchildren built two huts in the yard, which add up to less than 40 square meters. It is reasonable to say that this family is truly a rich family. Both the elderly are retired workers, with a monthly pension of 6000 or 7000 yuan. The landlord's aunt and the husband and wife also have good jobs and rich income. A family of five or four, plus a rental income of seven or eight thousand yuan a month, what a considerable figure should it be? But it happened that such a family lived a simple life all day. They didn't dare to eat or drink. They cried when they saw people. The tenant's water and electricity bills are exactly one cent and one per cent. If any household gives less than a dime, the landlord's aunt can talk from the first day of the first day of the first day to the fifteenth day of the fifth day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the first day of the second day of the second year until the household makes up for the dime next month.

Life geometry, why live so tired?

At the gate of the rental house, Huang Xing was about to push the door in, but suddenly it was dark in front of him.

A soft, fragrant and tender hand covered Huang Xing's eyes.

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