Spirit Boss - 17. Application (in)

After Wang Xiaoming was sent away, Xiang Wenxun was still sitting on the sofa.

After a while, I saw the previous girl hurriedly approaching with her mobile phone, “Mr. Xiang, Mr. Tao’s call.”

He took it, and as soon as he put it to his ear, he heard Tao Le scolding his father and his mother there.

“Very energetic.” Xiang Wenxun said lightly.

Tao Le’s cursing stopped, followed by a louder yelling, vaguely hearing the persuasion of doctors and nurses. When he vented, Xiang Wenxun said, “Let’s talk about it. What’s the matter?”

“God knows what’s going on?” Tao Le looked at his head wrapped in gauze with a mirror here, “I don’t know if it will leave scars. Damn, bad luck!”

Xiang Wenxun frowned slightly. He knows Tao Le’s character very well. The trivial things about Sesame Mung Beans can go to heaven in his mouth. Why is it so easy to talk today, and he doesn’t mention that kid? However, his city is extremely deep, and he won’t be able to express a lot of words clearly. He just knocked on the side and said: “I have hired the kid who came with you today.”

“What kid?” Tao Le was flustered at first, and then he thought of the soil bun at the door, and said in amazement, “Isn’t it? That kid? Are your eyes smeared with paper? You use this kind of stuff to make a stage, you Changed the silver restaurant into a dumpling restaurant?”

Xiang Wenxun frowned more tightly. Listening to Tao Le’s tone, he didn’t like Wang Xiaoming very much, but would he let him get in his car if he didn’t like it? “He just came to be a waiter. I saw you come in with him today, so I thought you liked him very much.” He paused, “Not Xinhuan?”

“Xin, you are very happy. If Lao Tzu likes him, Lao Tzu will go to Qihe River!” Qihe River is the largest river in the city. Tao Le became more and more angry as he said, “I like Master Jie, but you don’t know, how could you like this kind of person?”

“He has come up with another man again these days.”

“Damn!” Tao Le hung up angrily.

Xiang Wenxun looked at the phone, walked to the monitoring room in silence for a while, and said to the security guard who was sitting inside: “Rewind and watch the scene he just came in.”

The security guard did not dare to neglect, and quickly dragged the time to that point.

In the picture, Wang Xiaoming slowly got out of the car, then looked around with a shrunken head and then walked in the direction of the elevator.

Then the screen goes to the elevator. Xiang Wenxun’s eyes condensed, “Enlarge the picture.”

The security guard hurriedly switched to the big screen. Wang Xiaoming’s image was immediately enlarged several times.

Xiang Wenxun narrowed his eyes and looked at his mouth.

The security guard apparently noticed this too, “This man is quite interesting and he talks to himself.”

In the picture, Wang Xiaoming suddenly raised his head, looked at the camera in surprise, then made an OK gesture with a strong smile, and then quickly lowered his head.

Xiang Wenxun noticed that his mouth was still moving intermittently.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly looked down, his hands resting on the glass, looking a little excited. It wasn’t until the elevator reached the top floor that he slowly calmed down and went out.

The security guard said: “Mr Xiang, is he mentally ill? Like to speak to himself?”

“He doesn’t seem to be talking to himself.” Xiang Wenxun looked at Wang Xiaoming who was frozen on the screen, and slowly said, “He seems to be talking to someone.” Because every time he speaks, he pauses for a while, it seems to be Who is listening to what to say.

The security guard looked at Xiang Wenxun’s gloomy face and suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

Wang Xiaoming followed the slender man known as Manager Yang and silently looked at both sides of the corridor.

This is said to be a background channel.

People pass by from time to time.

Several people, Wang Xiaoming, recognized that they were young men and women who had come by car together.

Those people who saw Manager Yang greeted respectfully, which shows that Manager Yang still has a great status here.

Manager Yang walked to a half-open blue-green door and stopped, pointing inside, “This is the cafeteria, where you eat.”

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him. I always feel that his “you” seems to have a little contempt and derogation in it.

Manager Yang didn’t say much, and continued to move forward, so he had to continue to follow.

At the end of the corridor was a soapy white door. Manager Yang knocked twice and pushed in before the people inside answered, “Hey. Here’s a newcomer.”

“What’s the time?” A grunted voice muttered.

Wang Xiaoming followed in. It is a large office with a size of more than 20 square meters.

A strong man with a naked upper body stood up from the sofa while putting on a shirt, his purple and blue hair messed up like a chicken coop.

Manager Yang showed Wang Xiaoming sideways, “The person hired by Mr. Xiang himself.”

“Already hired?” The man stood up, a head taller than Wang Xiaoming. But even though he was tall, his back was very strong, and the office space suddenly became narrow. “Come here and let me have a look.” He beckoned to Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming walked over tremblingly.

The man suddenly slapped his ass, “I don’t eat people, what are you afraid of?”

Wang Xiaoming touched his butt in pain, and looked at Manager Yang in shock.

Manager Yang’s mood improved all of a sudden, “I am the director of the entertainment department. If you are thinking about transferring to another department, you can come to me.” He said, smiled meaningfully at the man, and turned to go out.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming’s hesitant expression, the man sneered and said: “He cares about selling things. You should just stay with me honestly.”

Wang Xiaoming was slightly startled, watching his nose and his heart, and stopped talking.

“I’m Chu Zhao, the head of the service department, you just call me Brother Zhao.” He sat down again, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, and looked at him sideways.

Wang Xiaoming is inexperienced in reality, but fortunately, he has watched enough TV and movies, his eyes are circling around, and he saw a lighter on the desk, and immediately picked it up and lit the fire to him.

Chu Zhao stretched his head forward slowly.

The fire and smoke exchange…The fire suddenly jumped up, and it burned to his messy purple and blue bangs!

“Scare!” Chu Zhao lost his cigarette and patted on the head.

Wang Xiaoming was also bluffing, picking up the magazine on the table and patting him on the head.

It took about five or six shots before the fire was extinguished.

Chu Zhao sat paralyzed on the sofa, pressing his dizzy head with one hand, his eyes were dumb, obviously he hadn’t recovered from the thrill just now. The chicken coop above his head is even more horrible. The air is mixed with the smell of smoke and burnt like a player, repeating the scene just now.

Wang Xiaoming’s head was so low that he couldn’t lower his head, his eyes kept aiming at the door.

Chu Zhao’s gaze slowly fell on him.

Wang Xiaoming defended in a low voice: “I didn’t expect the fire from the lighter to be so fierce.” The fire just now didn’t look like it was coming out of the lighter… He suddenly looked at You Ran standing aside, saying nothing from beginning to end. Barr.

The latter is overflowing with a very happy smile.

I thought he was so quiet because he was finally sent to the silver pavilion, and he was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, it was actually secretly calculating how to punish people. In just a short time in the morning, he caused one person to crash and one person burned his hair. If he continued to stay, he didn’t know what would happen.

Out of the humanitarian spirit, Wang Xiaoming felt that he should not accept this job.

Although the benefits are really coveted.

Chu Zhao picked up the lighter that was thrown on the ground, extended his arm, and opened it slowly.

The fire burst out, very small and ordinary.

He tried it two more times and it was still the same. “Try it.”

Wang Xiaoming took the lighter he had thrown over, and was about to extend his arm to try it, so he was kicked by Chu Zhao, “Trying on his own hair, just like the distance I had just now.”

…

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Barr secretly, his eyes full of begging.

The corners of Barr’s mouth raised slightly, noncommittal.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Chu Zhao again.

Chu Zhao turned a blind eye to the splash in his eyes, and there were so many people crying in front of him, with a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance, he would pretend to be pitiful wherever he was. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes clearly stated that if you dare not try, I will break your leg.

The world is really dark. Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth and slapped it down.

The fire burst out, which was normal. It seems that Barr is still very good at the critical moment.

As soon as Wang Xiaoming let out his breath, he heard Chu Zhao say: “Go on.”

…

Wang Xiaoming could only try one after another.

Obviously, BOSS adults only likes to play the same game once. Later, I saw that Wang Xiaoming used the lighter too often, so he simply sealed the lighter with a barrier, so that the lighter’s fire could not escape.

Chu Zhao didn’t give up and grabbed it to try it himself.

The fire slammed up, rubbed his nose, and burned in front of his eyes.

Snapped!

Chu Zhao threw the lighter far away.

The room quieted strangely.

Chu Zhaoshen took a breath and said to himself: “Damn, isn’t this the little girl who is forcing people to help sell matches?” He raised his head and glanced at the timid Wang Xiaoming, “You were hired by Mr. Xiang. ?”

Wang Xiaoming nodded.

“Why?” He looked at him carelessly, a sharp flash in his eyes.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned. Should he say it’s Barr?

“President Xiang usually doesn’t even see guests, why would you let him in personally?” Chu Zhao still looked confused when he saw him, thinking that he was keeping a secret on purpose, so he couldn’t help but sneered, “If you don’t want to say it, just forget it. What kind of backing do you have, and who is behind? Since it has fallen into my place, I will treat you equally.”

Wang Xiaoming was a little moved. Burning his hair by himself, he was able to treat him equally, this is really broad-minded.

“So,” he moved his foot to the cigarette on the ground, and slowly grind, the yellow-brown tobacco was pulverized out little by little, like a corpse. “This burning hatred, I will retaliate whatever I should.”

“…” Is he still too late to say that his backer is the big boss in the dark? Wang Xiaoming thought with trepidation.