Become the richest man by accident

You can search Baidu for "Accidentally Lost to Become the Richest Man Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" to find the latest chapter!Unknowingly, half a month has passed. At three o'clock, Ma Xiaoyun shouted to the employees: "What are you doing? What are you doing? It's about to be a basketball game. Do you know, one or two of them are working. I stopped my work one by one to train."

Lu Bai was embarrassed: "Mr. Ma, our work has just started."

Ma Xiaoyun was not angry: "Work is more important than your body. If you don't have a good body, how can you cope with high-intensity work? You all put down your work and give you ten minutes. After ten minutes, I will turn off the switch. "

After hearing Mr. Ma's roar, the employees saved the files in their hands.

Lu Bai was very helpless. The employees used to be unconscious. After becoming the head of the department, Lu Bai knew how much his boss likes to obstruct work. Originally, there were not many overtime quotas. Even if he got off work at five o'clock every day, it’s just for the basketball game and a week later In badminton matches, horses are always two or three o'clock every day?Come to drive people away.

After discussing with the employees, I can only take the work home to do it, and then I can barely keep up with the progress.

Lu Bai has never seen a boss who likes to hinder his work.The boss of other people’s company is the help of the work, and I can’t wait for employees to work overtime every day. The boss of my own company has become the biggest obstacle to working hours.

Lu Bai finally understood why it was weird that Brother Zhu was frowning all day, and he was not worried when he stood with such a boss.

Fortunately, the employees are sincerely working for Stormwind, and the bonuses are generous. The employees are willing to take their work home. After all, a bonus is worth several months of salary.

Otherwise, Lu Bai would not be able to finish the work even though he was crying.

Now I just hope that the basketball game will pass quickly and I can devote myself to work.

Niu Biliang worked hard for several days. In order to live up to Ma Xiaoyun’s expectations, he tried his best to paint. He didn’t have a good rest these days. He stared at a big dark circle and felt that as long as he closed his eyes, he would fall asleep. .

There are lots of semi-finished paintings scattered on the ground. Niu Biliang has tried all the methods, using electronic boards to draw and painting by hand, but all the paintings have lost their previous souls. The strange and horrible styles have not changed, just a soul. , So that the painting has no original taste.

This is also the reason why he no longer accepts business. At this critical juncture, he is not like painting and smashing recruitment.

His fame is the rise of a weird and independent style. If the weird and horrible style is gone, it means that the signature dishes in the restaurant have no taste. At first, it will not affect the business, but in the long run, it is only a matter of time before closing down.

After a few days of hard work, the painting still feels very different from what it used to be, but after a glance, I feel that I can't get it.

Obviously, the technology of color palette and painting is better now. The paintings that used to have a strange smell, but now they can't be painted.

The same painting, but without a soul.

Niu Biliang sighed: "Do you really want to live up to the boss's expectations?"

The boss has the grace to know and meet, and he is one of the few soulmates in the world. It is not too much to say that he is the only soulmate. He just delivers ordinary paintings and feels uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart.

In confusion, Niu Biliang remembered what Ma Xiaoyun had said.

"Just normal painting is fine, don't force yourself, I trust your ability."

"According to the usual mentality, just go painting as usual."

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When Niu Biliang was in a daze, he painted according to the usual technique, and then he fell asleep on the table without knowing it. After some time, Niu Biliang suddenly woke up, remembering that he still had work, and looked at the time. I have slept for three hours.

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The Storm Company is still waiting for his own paintings, but it is a company of his own confidant, and others cannot drag the boss's drafts.

Niu Biliang patted his face and forced his spirits up. When he saw the paintings on his desktop, he was stunned.

He Niu Biliang is back?

The paintings on the desktop are full of weird and horrible atmosphere. They are obviously the same painting. They were painted according to the previous requirements, but the feeling of weird and horror came over. This is his usual style.

Obviously the color palette and the picture have not changed, and the technique is from the same person, but the paintings feel completely different. It is like the weird and horror inside want to jump out of the picture, even the painter Niu Biliang has to take a breath Cool air.

Did he paint this?

There is nothing wrong with his technique, and there should be nothing wrong with his hand, but this painting is really great, much better than the previous paintings by himself.

In the past, the light, shadow, color and the picture were not paid attention, and they relied entirely on talent to paint. The pictures carried soul but were not real. Now his paintings not only have soul but are also real.

Is it because of falling asleep?

When he fell asleep, the Smurfs came to help him paint...this is nonsense.

Or is it that like the martial arts dramas I watched before, I only relied on instinct to paint when I fell asleep, and then I regained the original style and the feeling I just saw?

It feels a bit nonsense.

Niu Biliang recalled how he felt just before going to bed. At that time, it seemed that he had remembered something. It was a very important matter. Who was it, and thinking about it, he was a little tired and wanted to sleep.

All employees were driven away, and after leaving get off work early, Ma Xiaoyun returned to the college and heard bad news.

Cai Yifan said with a smile on his face: "Ma'er, let me tell you one thing. There are several stores in the college that are willing to give us coupons. There are also several stores that want to advertise on the APP. I have already thought about it. Now, when the Fengfeng Waimai APP enters the page, we can make an advertisement and make a mobile skateboard bar at the top of the options."

Since the Fengfeng Food Delivery App appeared in the college, many students are reluctant to make takeout calls and directly use the Fengfeng Food Delivery App to order food. The shop owners are naturally not fools. They are interested in the popularity of the Fengfeng Food Delivery App and discussed with Cai Yifan.

Ma Xiaoyun was taken aback. The Defiant Food Delivery App is his money-losing artifact. It doesn't matter if the game company has problems. Don't have any problems with the Defiant Food Delivery App.

Cai Yifan expressed his thoughts: "Each advertisement is 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, and the page advertisement is more than 50,000 yuan. When the advertising fee is reached, it is not a turnaround for profit. There is no problem with the salary paid to the takeaway rider. ."

"Did you agree?"

Cai Yifan said, "Isn't this just coming over to ask your opinion."

Ma Xiaoyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, Cai Yifan didn't pit himself. If Cai Yifan agreed without authorization, he didn't know what to do.

"Refuse it."

Cai Yifan asked puzzled: "Why is this?"

Wouldn’t it be nice if someone is willing to give us a discount?

They can continue to engage in promotions, and the other party can also get promotion.