Power and Wealth

Friday.

Early in the morning, Dong Xuebin, who was still sleeping in his den, was woken up by a phone call from his mother, "Hello, Mom. ”

“Still awake? How's it going? Are you familiar with your job? You haven't been picked by the leader, have you?” The mother's tone was a little worried, her son had just entered society from the campus and was not mature in all respects, and she was worried that her son would say wrong things and thus upset the leadership.

What's wrong with me? I'm picking on other people now! Dong Xuebin rubbed his eyes with a smile and sat out of bed and looked at the watch. “... everything is fine. I called you the other day. You're not at school. Oh, when are you going back to Beijing? I have some good news for you. Will you be back for New Year's? ”

“There are classes for the New Year. It's Spring Festival.” Mom said, “What good news? Did you talk to someone? ”

Dong Xuebin coughed. “That's not true. What, uh, wait till you get here for the New Year. It's not two months. I'll surprise you then. Now keep it confidential and confidential.” Being a deputy director and making a lot of money, Dong Xuebin was going to sell a Guan first. At New Year's Eve, he said to his mother in person, "... By the way, do you still have money there? I'll send it to you later? ”

“No, the money you sent me last time wasn't spent. ”

“Hey, how's it going? Didn't I let you open the flowers? ”

“That's bullshit. How much money do you have? Don't make a little wage, you're a big shot! ”

“I'm asking you to spend more money, don't save too much. ”

“Don't worry about Mom. It's fine if you eat or drink here. It's not that expensive. You'll have to get your wife to use the money after saving. Well, it's not cheap to pay for a phone call there. Let's not talk about it. Mom's going to class.” After more than a minute, we have to charge the next minute. The mother didn't wait for her son to speak again, so she hurried to hang up the phone in 59 seconds and made Dong Xuebin laugh.

After work.

Dong Xuebin gave Li Qing and Xu Yan the plans for the relocation of the hostel. Because Dong Xuebin was relatively upbeat, the plans were very detailed and there were pictures to describe and analyze, so Xu Yan was quite satisfied after reading them, and * * gave him a task on his behalf. Dong Xuebin was not afraid to be busy right now. Instead, he needed some work to prove that he was able to compete with the deputy director, so as to block the mouth of those who had spoken out about him, he completed the task arranged by Director Xu beautifully before leaving work.

Careers are on track, just keep mixing qualifications.

Money keeps recording and buying a home with your mother is enough.

Dong Xuebin's three main goals in life - being an official to earn money to marry his wife, now the only regret is the emotional aspect.

On the way home at night, Dong Xuebin decided to launch a pursuit offensive against Aunt Xuan. After getting off the bus, he bought extra food at the supermarket in the district entrance. As he walked to his unit, he dialed his mobile number, "Hello, Aunt Xuan, are you home? Shall I cook tonight? ”

A gentle voice came out, "Xiaobin, my aunt is working late today, we have to go back later. ”

“Oh, that's okay, I'll have dinner ready when you get back. ”

A lot of people on the other end of the phone said, quite a mess, "No, I don't know when I'll be home. It's possible at 8: 09.” The voice was a long way off, as if to say to others, "Little Zhao, that's a case for the president, you let them think about it again.” Then the voice is close again, "Xiaobin, Auntie is a little busy here, don't wait for Auntie to eat, then starve you, eat yourself, then Auntie go back and find something to fill out. ”

Running, Dong Xuebin had to say: “Well, you're busy. ”

Although he promised Aunt Xuan, Dong Xuebin did not intend to eat first. Instead, he went upstairs and opened his home security door with a key. After smelling the faint scent of a woman in the living room, Dong Xuebin went straight into the kitchen. Aunt Xuan is a clean and wise woman. She should have picked up the most messy and tidy kitchen in the house. Even the hood flashed with a white glow, which is called a clean one. Dong Xuebin put down the plastic bag to wash the dishes and cut the dishes, carefully prepared the dish code, then moved a maza to sit down, back to the cabinet humming Qiuer, wondering how to take down Aunt Xuan's fortress.

Think, think...

Wait, wait...

Probably because I was so excited to find those ancient books yesterday, I didn't sleep well. Dong Xuebin couldn't sleep and attacked me with difficulty. I pulled my eyelids and finally fell asleep. I don't know how long later, Dong Xuebin opened his eyes confused, found it was dark, half leaning on the cupboard. He stood up with his sour waist covered, touched out the iPhone 4 from his pocket and looked at the table below. At 7: 55, it was so late? Aunt Xuan isn't back yet? Dong Xuebin touched his hungry stomach, touched the black and walked out of the kitchen, the lights didn't turn on, it was dark everywhere, through the moonlight swallowed into the living room, Dong Xuebin was ready to watch TV while waiting for Aunt Xuan, but just as he wanted to get the remote control on the sofa to turn on the TV, he suddenly found a handbag on the sofa armrest, the one that Aunt Xuan often held.

Remember when you came back, you didn't see any bags?

Take another look in the bedroom and leave a gap in the cabin door with the lights on!

Is Aunt Xuan home? Didn't you see yourself in the kitchen?

Dong Xuebin laughed so hard, he said that he really is, how can he sleep with the kitchen? Look, Aunt Xuan didn't even know she was coming back. So he quickly walked towards the cabin and opened his mouth to call Aunt Xuan, but... the mouth shape of the word "Xuan” has been done by Dong Xuebin, but the voice did not make any noise.

Dong Xuebin saw a picture of him shocked and bloody and full of red!

Jomo kept a four-finger-width door seam and burst into Dong Xuebin's ear with a wave of impatient breathing sounds. The sound seemed like it felt like an asthma attack. It was urgent and painful. The computer screen should have a film on it, but Dong Xuebin's perspective was not clear. From the edge, all he knew was that the player was a storm sound. In front of the computer, the jeans under the white shirt on the upper body were squatting on the chair. Yes, it was squatting on the chair. From the back, one hand seemed to be in the mouth, one hand on the leg, because the back of the chair blocked the relationship, Aunt Xuan could not see most of her figure, only saw that her jeans seemed to be hanging on her left leg, shaking, Aunt Xuan's right leg was skinny, only the foot wrapped in meat silk socks stepped on a black high heel.

What the hell is Aunt Xuan doing?

Dong Xuebin has never seen such a big battle in his life, he was shocked!!

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