Spirit Boss - 15. Disaster (below)

When he got up the next day, Wang Xiaoming had been watching Barr’s face.

Barr watched him put on his sneakers and said nothing.

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and took the bus to the company.

His colleagues in the company did not expect that he had caused such a disaster yesterday, and he dared to come to work today. In amazement, he couldn’t help but admire his unusual thinking from the bottom of his heart. What a thick skin and tough nerves this is. But they are even more curious that the manager sees Wang Xiaoming’s face and believes it is absolutely wonderful.

Wang Xiaoming smiled at all curious, despised, or joking gazes from all directions.

He has experienced so many ups and downs since he was a child, and this kind of scene is just a small cast.

With all the expectations, the manager finally came out of the office.

Everyone noticed that he was wearing a peaked cap, only showing the eyes and the parts below the eyes. Thinking of yesterday’s row of hapless street lights and the innocent wall of the office, everyone was tacitly aware of why he wore a hat.

The manager took a deep breath and was just about to speak, but Yu Guang accidentally glanced at Wang Xiaoming, who was isolated by the crowd. The air he inhaled immediately choked into his lungs and coughed violently.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the trembling radish finger pointing at himself, took a step forward, and whispered: “Manager, give me another chance?” He said, looking at Barr with his eyes.

In fact, whether the manager gives the opportunity or not is of secondary importance. The important thing is that Balzie does not give the opportunity. If Barr disagrees, even if the manager reluctantly agrees, it will only bring a bigger storm for the company and him.

Barr leaned against the wall, raised his eyebrows, noncommittal. In fact, at the bottom of his heart, he didn’t believe that the manager could give him a chance. At first glance, this kind of person is narrow-minded and stingy. He didn’t find someone to beat Wang Xiaoming to save money. Count on him to keep him and dream!

“Dreaming!” On this point, the manager’s opinion is quite consistent with Barr’s. He obeyed, pointed at Wang Xiaoming’s nose and poked forward a little further, “What do you want? You said, who sent you here? What is the purpose? Say!”

Wang Xiaoming replied humblely: “I just want to have a job.”

“Fart!” The manager jumped up. Which company hired him without closing down? Is there such a job? He looked at him and suddenly said, “Could it be that the company that invited you before closed down, and you kept looking for work, right?”

Wang Xiaoming said: “This is my first full-time job.”

“So we are likely to be the first company to be closed down by you?” The manager glared at him. As long as Wang Xiaoming dared to say a word, he immediately rushed over, pinched his neck fiercely, pinched fiercely, pinched desperately…The pinch made him out of breath, unable to breathe, his eyes turned white and his face turned blue. …

Of course, these are just beautiful imaginations in his mind.

Wang Xiaoming said slowly: “I really want this job.”

“Why?” The manager regained his imagination and asked gruffly.

“Because I don’t want to go to the silver pavilion.”

When Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, everything was quiet.

There are more than half of the local people in the company, and the silver hall is like a thunderbolt to them.

The manager looked at other expressions of surprise, disgust, sarcasm, etc. uncomfortably, and curiously asked, “Where is that?”

“Chicken and Duck Shop.” Someone replied in a low voice.

The manager turned his head to look at Wang Xiaoming, “It’s so cute. It’s suitable for you.”

…

Unexpectedly, the manager looked like a male thief and a prostitute, but he was pretending to be dignified and innocent. The employees secretly sighed in their hearts.

Wang Xiaoming begged with all his face. He was afraid that going to the silver pavilion was complicated, and he was also afraid that Barr would find a “suitable candidate” and forced him to be sent away. Thinking of what happened to Chang Haitao, he felt that he could not poison others.

If the manager knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would vomit three liters of blood. Can’t you poison others? Isn’t he a human being, hasn’t he been poisoned?

But even if the manager doesn’t know his thoughts, his decision is very firm, “Our temple is small and can’t accommodate your big Buddha. You should sell your chickens and ducks.”

Wang Xiaoming came out of the building in despair.

Just yesterday, he thought with joy that his feet had stepped on a new foot, but he did not expect to cross the finish line today. Sure enough, his life is full of all kinds of ups and downs, and what happened is always more exciting than he imagined.

Barr followed behind him, his face was as gloomy as the weather, and he couldn’t see the joy.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly ran away.

Barr was startled, and his body followed him involuntarily.

Wang Xiaoming’s running speed is not fast, at least in his eyes it is no different from ants crawling, but for pedestrians on the road, it is definitely a rampage.

Barr frowned when he saw them cursing. So after those people scolded, they found themselves standing on the opposite side of the road somehow.

…

“what!”

Wang Xiaoming ran to the bridge in one breath before stopping. The vigorous exercise made his heart pound, as if he was about to knock out of his chest. The blood spilled from the soles of the feet to the face, swelling and hot.

Barr walked over slowly and looked at him with his chest folded, “Have you finished playing your temper?”

Wang Xiaoming exhaled and looked up.

Barr raised his eyebrows, waiting for his begging or crying. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoming nodded, “Let’s go to the Silver Pavilion.”

“…” Barr was startled.

“But I don’t know where the silver pavilion is?” He took out his cell phone and dialed 114 to ask. Fortunately, although the silver pavilion is not well-known on the Internet, 114 is still registered.

Unlike Wang Xiaoming’s imagination, the silver pavilion is not built in the downtown area, but in the suburbs. If he had to go to work there, he would have to travel across the city every day, and the bus alone would have to reverse three times.

Barr watched him silently waiting for the bus, surprised. Thought he would use the long distance as an excuse not to go. Seeing his silence, he was inexplicably upset. “Don’t you hate the Silver Pavilion?”

Wang Xiaoming looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him. He lowered his voice and said, “It’s annoying.”

“So, are you surrendering to me now?” Barr’s face turned clouded.

It is yielding, but not yielding to him, but yielding to life. Because the college entrance examination is about to sprint stage, many parents are more willing to spend a lot of money to find experienced school teachers to tuition. So his tutoring job is much less than before. Because the family knew that he was going to start an internship to make money, the money for posting was also less. At least this month’s living expenses are only half of the original. If this continues, let alone buying a computer, I am afraid that I will not even be able to rent a house.

But looking at Baal’s cheerful expression, Wang Xiaoming decided to explain to him.

I drove two cars, and when I took the third one, I found that it turned out to be a soft seat, and all the people in the car were young men and women. They were dressed up and dressed, even the driver was wearing a dark blue uniform.

“Uh, is this a bus?” Wang Xiaoming stood awkwardly at the door.

The driver smiled at him and said, “No.”

Wang Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief. He was about to turn around and get out of the car. He heard the driver ask: “Are you going to the Silver Pavilion?”

“Yes.” Wang Xiaoming looked back.

The driver continued with his professional smile and said: “This is not a bus, it’s a special bus to Yinguan. Welcome to take it.”

…

Wang Xiaoming asked cautiously: “How much does the ticket cost?”

“Punch.” There was a sneer inside one after another.

The driver still replied with a good temper: “It’s free.”

Wang Xiaoming hesitated. He knew the truth about short hands and soft mouths. He wanted to go to the silver hall to apply for a try, but only to try. If the environment there is too chaotic, he would rather starve to death than go. After all, there is still a whole corpse to starve to death. If someone offends a gangster who is hacked to death by a knife, it will be totally unrecognizable, and there is no whole corpse.

He brained up the shopping scenes of Hong Kong gangster movies, and then decided to fight over. Just spend dozens of dollars more, at least it’s safe. He was turning around and preparing to get out of the car. Unexpectedly, a strong force came from his back, followed by a burst of fresh lemon scent from under his nose. It was not the kind that was flooded by air fresheners, but was very pure and elegant. smell. He staggered and took two steps forward when he was hit. As soon as he stood firm, the car started.

Looking at the slowly closing door, Wang Xiaoming really didn’t have the courage to call to get out of the car, so he had to walk inside silently.

The car is big and the location is empty.

He inspected it visually, and there were probably only eleven or two people.

It was a young man sitting in the back row who hit him just now. About twenty-seven-eight years old, white shirt, dark gray suit trousers, and a golden ring on his left earlobe. He can’t be called very good-looking, at least not as good-looking as Barr, but wins in the delicate and clean, just like the male counterpart in the idol drama who does not eat the fireworks.

Because his eyes were too focused, the youth could not turn a blind eye. He turned his head, blinked his eyes and said, “I’m sorry just now.”

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, only to realize that he thought he was staring at him and wanted him to apologize, and quickly said, “It’s okay.”

The young man nodded and continued to look out the window.

“Good start.” Barr’s voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Xiaoming was startled, and then he remembered that there was a big demon by his side.

“I don’t mean anything else.” He replied in a low voice, then found a spot to sit down.

Barr stared at the young man and smiled meaningfully.

The car drove fast and steady.

After sitting for a while, Wang Xiaoming looked at the other people in the car boredly.

Although those people are young, they look wilted. The whole car was quiet, without any sound.

About twenty minutes later, Wang Xiaoming’s eyes were pierced by the strong light outside the window.

He blocked it with his hand, barely seeing that it was a tall circular building.

The sleeping person was pushed awake and slowly sat up.

The car made a circle and drove towards the building.

Wang Xiaoming knew that he had arrived at the destination, and couldn’t help but look at the building carefully. When I got closer, I could see that the building was silver-gray. There were too many floor-to-ceiling glass windows that reflected sunlight, so I felt dazzling when I looked at it from a distance.

The car stopped at the gate and the passengers started to get off.

Wang Xiaoming stood up and was about to leave, suddenly exclaimed: “Oops!”

“What’s the matter?” Barr raised his eyebrows. Wouldn’t it be retired at the door?

“I didn’t bring a resume.”