Spirit Boss - 22. Transaction (on)

I took the elevator to the eleventh floor. As soon as I went out, I saw a young man who was about his age in a white suit and a crimson bow tie with light gold trim, waiting at the door, “Hello, are you Director Wang instead of Sister Wang? I am Gao Qiqihar, you can just tell me to make a big deal.” He smiled slightly, and his ordinary appearance suddenly brightened, with an indescribable kind of kindness.

Although Wang Xiaoming has never worked officially, he has heard a lot of intrigue in his work. Therefore, seeing him not only show no hostility to his inexplicable airborne supervisor, but so polite, he was a little flattered. “Please advise.”

With a big smile, he said, “You are too polite. If you don’t understand anything in the future, just ask me directly. I’ll take you to familiarize yourself with your colleague first.”

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief. This should be considered as part of the team, right?

Barr sneered: “I bet the colleague you see in a while is either arrogantly inaccessible or cynic.”

…

Wang Xiaoming said depressed: “Can’t you think about the good side?”

“I’ve thought about the good side.” Baldao said, “If you think about the bad side, what I think now is that they will stabb you with a knife or splash you with sulfuric acid.”

“Do you know sulfuric acid?”

“I can smell it.” Barr raised an eyebrow toward the front.

“…” Wang Xiaoming’s footsteps suddenly became extremely small.

Dafa suddenly turned around, “What’s wrong with you?”

“I, I,” Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat coming out of his forehead, and said with a dry smile, “I think this corridor is very beautiful, I want to see it for a while.”

Dafa looked at the corridors that he had walked back and forth many times, “Do you like this style?”

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said: “Yes, you see the paintings here are very realistic, I was just watching…” He turned his head, and his smile froze.

The one next to him is not a painting, but a mirror.

Dafa retracted his gaze from the mirror, nodded and said, “Your figure is really good.”

…

Wang Xiaoming watched him turn around, the back leading the way again, and whispered quietly: “Is he complimenting me just now?”

“I don’t know. I always praise human beings in one sentence.”

“clever?”

Barr shook his head.

“Kindness?” The outside is not important, the inside is the most important.

Continue to shake his head.

“Uh, unity!” The so-called ants chew dead elephants. The most talked-about spirit of mankind is unity. Wang Xiaoming felt that he would not be wrong this time.

Who knows Barr still shook his head.

“What the hell is that?” Wang Xiaoming asked for the answer directly.

“It tastes good.” Barr finished with a grin.

…

Wang Xiaoming caught up with Dafa as if he burned his ass.

As the cleaning headquarters of the Yinguan, the room is much more spacious than Wang Xiaoming imagined, and it does not even look like a cleaning department at all, but more like a tea room.

Two long sofas, one horizontal and one vertical, are joined together to form the two sides of the word, and on the opposite side is a single sofa of the same series. In the middle is a round table coffee table. There is actually a pot of lilies on the coffee table.

When he walked in the door, Wang Xiaoming still looked at it for a long time. After he was sure that no sulfuric acid and knives would fly out, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.

Dafa turned his back to him and didn’t watch his small movements. He just pointed to the desk with his back against the window and introduced: “This is Sister Wang’s desk. You can use it for office work.”

…

Looking at the playing card pyramid on the table, Wang Xiaoming couldn’t imagine how Wang sister usually works.

“I’m going to call the foremen on each floor now.” Dafa leaned forward, “You sit in the office for a while.”

“Foremen on each floor?” Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

“Oh, sorry, I forgot that you came to work on the first day.” When Dafa said something, his face was sincere, and there was absolutely no dissatisfaction, but Barr still noticed a flash in his eyes. Ever jealous.

“The silver pavilion has a total of 20 floors. It is divided into two areas, the upper and lower areas. The lower part is an ordinary area that any guest can enjoy, and the upper part is the Haoqing Pavilion that can only be entered by VIP members.”

It suddenly dawned on Wang Xiaoming that it turned out that Wang Jie and Chu Zhao’s arrogance pavilion meant this.

“I have been working here for three years, and I was transferred to Haoqing Pavilion only in the first half of the year. The treatment you get to Haoqing Pavilion is unique.” Dafa spit out his tongue, “Is there any mystery? ”

Barr leaned against his desk and said lightly: “His heart is being burned by jealousy.”

Wang Xiaoming smiled dryly and touched his nose.

When Dafa saw that he didn’t answer or say anything, he still left with a smile.

When the door closed, Wang Xiaoming immediately asked: “How do you know he is jealous of me? I can’t tell at all.”

“If you can tell, he is not jealous of you, but he is cutting you with a watermelon knife.”

“…You even know the watermelon knife?”

Barr glared at him, “I came from hell, not from the primeval forest.”

Wang Xiaoming shut up sensibly.

Barr said uncomfortably: “You don’t believe me?”

“No, I believe you.” Wang Xiaoming sighed in a low voice, “I will find it unpleasant to anyone who encounters this situation.” The front foot was admitted, and the back foot was lifted. He suddenly turned his head to look at Barr, “Did you do it in secret?”

Barr said badly: “Do you think there is a difference for me between being a cleaner and directing a cleaner?”

“That’s true. The salary seems to be the same.” Wang Xiaoming scratched his scalp, “Then why?”

Baldao: “You don’t know?”

“Of course I don’t know.” Wang Xiaoming said with a question mark on his face, “If I were fired, I would still understand it, but I didn’t fire it…it’s weird.”

…

This is probably the case when a person is unlucky to a certain level. Bad luck feels normal, but good luck is suspicious, right?

Barr suddenly felt sympathy for this stupid and fragile human being. But he is more sympathetic to himself–

There are so many human beings in the world, why does Lucifer have to stand up like this so much? ! God knows if his bad luck will slow down the speed of his body’s recovery! …Damn it.

I waited from five o’clock in the afternoon until eight o’clock in the evening.

Barr and Wang Xiaoming compete boringly, and then Wang Xiaoming discovers–

“Barr, do you think we have fewer and fewer cards in hand?”

“Is there?” Barr’s expression remained unchanged, and he threw a pair of Aces.

Wang Xiaoming threw a pair of 2.

Barr opened his hand, “I have no cards.”

“…” Wang Xiaoming complained, “I just saw clearly that you still have two cards in your hand.”

“You are wrong.”

“…” Wang Xiaoming silently packed up the cards that were obviously thinner, and then shuffled and dealt the cards. Finally, he stopped his hand and drew the corners of his mouth. There are a lot of cards left. Good now, there are not enough cards dealt.

Barr threw the card in his hand and said, “Stop playing. Every hand wins, it’s boring.”

…

That’s because you are scornful every time.

Wang Xiaoming depressedly packed up the 33 cards that were lucky enough to escape.

kitchen.

The chef, who has already picked up 21 playing cards from the pot, finally went crazy, “You…Chinese dripping pot, what’s the matter? Why are you always drifting… playing cards?”

The assistant chef was ashamed and said: “Perhaps you are tired of playing mahjong.”

Wang Xiaoming re-built the playing cards into a pyramid shape, of course, from the height, it is obviously slumped.

“Uh, why do you think they haven’t come yet?” He was a little uneasy.

Barr was sitting on the sofa, knocking Erlang’s leg, “This is called isolation.”

“But since you isolate me, why do you come to pick me up?”

“So you don’t rush.” Barr looked at his fingers. Speaking of which, human beings fight back and forth with such a few tricks, it is really not creative at all… He also wasted several years of deliberate learning. Who knows it doesn’t work at all. He thought of his fiasco in Yuanshu Realm, with a stern expression on his face.

Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help but fought a cold war.

Baal’s eyes swept over.

Wang Xiaoming involuntarily stepped back several steps.

“But compared to Shi Feixia, you are really pleasing to the eye.” At least you can hold it in the palm of your hand and let someone rub it round and flat.

Wang Xiaoming is not sure if this sentence is a commendatory or a derogatory one.

The door was knocked twice and opened slightly.

Wang Xiaoming immediately stood up straight.

However, it was not the colleague he imagined that came in, but Xiang Wenxun, who had already had a bond between two sides in just half a day.

“President Xiang.” Wang Xiaoming was nervous. Does this count as being lazy and getting caught? In addition, he was caught off duty in the afternoon… I am afraid that the time he stayed in the silver hall is about to count down again.

“Are you still used to work today?” Xiang Wenxun smiled slightly.

“Uh…” Wang Xiaoming’s face flushed when he was asked, and his eyes looked at Barr subconsciously.

Barr squinted because he noticed that Xiang Wenxun seemed to be looking at him too.

Xiang Wenxun just took a look, then looked away casually, and sat on another sofa and said, “Chu Zhao has already told me about you in place of Sister Wang, and I think it’s very good. The cleaning department sounds very good. Simple, but in fact it is a very important part of the Silver Pavilion. If the Silver Pavilion is not cleaned properly, then no matter how well the Entertainment Department does it, the guests will run away. So I always like that the cleaning department can be improved. Sister Wang Although rich in experience, it is only limited to experience, and I don’t know much about scientific management. I hope you can bring a new atmosphere to the Ministry of Cleaning.”

Wang Xiaoming only agreed.

“However, with so many college students in China, it is not necessary for you.” Xiang Wenxun looked at him with a smile on his face.

Wang Xiaoming knew it was time to show loyalty, and did not hesitate to say: “I will definitely not let down your expectations.”

“I don’t need your promise.” Xiang Wenxun slowly turned his head and looked at Baldao, “I need your friend, do me a favor.”