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The sky is dark and the clouds are overcast.

At five o'clock in the morning, Ning Yuan began to rain drizzle, and it seemed to be endless.

Liu Yi got up with difficulty, first turned on the old table lamp his sister gave when he got married, and the faint light illuminates the bedroom.

She was afraid of waking up the children next to her, so she got out of bed quietly, her face was less irritable when she first saw Zhang Xiaojian, and she smiled when she saw her son who was still sleeping.

This smile is very warm, even the fierce woman on weekdays seems to be amiable once she starts to exude the glory of maternal love.

It’s just that Xu Yichen, who is sleeping, has never seen his old mother smile at him in this life because of his poor academic performance...

After laughing, Liu Yi left the bedroom lightly. When the door closed, he remembered that the lamp was not turned off, and went back to turn off the lamp.

Coming out again, she began to clean up the leftovers on the table.

Because the economic conditions are not rich, and the child’s expenses are huge, meals are of course not thrown away, but put in the refrigerator, even the wine bottle, she will not throw away, because this stuff, although the convenience store does not require deposits, But selling scraps is worth a little bit of money.

After cleaning up, Liu Yi began to wash, the tap was opened quite small, in order to save water, and in order not to wake up his son.

Finally finishing, around 5:30, Liu Yi walked out with an old folding umbrella.

What is she going to do so early?

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Walking down the dilapidated corridor, and nodding with a few familiar grandpas and aunts, Liu Yi walked out of the old community that had not changed brand new due to the rain washing, but looked more run-down.

It took about five minutes. She walked out of the side street and came to the main road. There were not many people at this point under the bus platform, but it was definitely overcrowded around seven o'clock.

It was about the same time as she calculated. The 58 bus departed from the starting station at 5:30 and drove for about ten minutes. The 58 bus arrived on time. Liu Yi got on the bus, swiped the bus card skillfully, and sat habitually. Back row.

This habit is not because of her motion sickness, but just because she has squeezed too many morning peaks. During the morning peak, she always encounters grandma and grandmother who has nothing to do and walks around and brushes the elderly card. She will not give up her seat, so she will have to stand still. To reach the company.

So she is used to sitting in the back row, whether it is the little wisdom or cunning of the citizens, Liu Yi, who is always worrying about her children while working, has never even thought about it.

Of course, because it was too early today, there were no grandparents, and there were very few passengers. The seats were always unsatisfactory and there was no need to give up.

After six stops, Liu Yi got out of the car holding an umbrella and found that the rain was heavier.

Her trousers were a little wet, and she didn't care. When she walked across a street corner, she saw a store called Changmin Sausage, with the factory direct sale on the side sign.

At six o'clock at this time, but the front door of the sausage shop was already overcrowded. There was a long queue. All kinds of people were holding umbrellas and not noisy. It seemed that everyone was used to it.

Why are there so many people today?Liu Yi felt that she was late to come out.

Changmin sausage is very famous in Ningyuan.

Factory direct sales are not as low as outsiders think, because even if Chang Min is so famous, he has never opened any branch. Only this store and the sausage factory behind it have been doing this for almost 40 years.

The store sells very early every day, starting at 6:30 and ending at about 8:30. The sausages processed in a day can be sold out.

Liu Yi naturally began to line up. It lasted for almost an hour, and came to the window at almost seven o'clock. She said, "Here is ten catties of sausage."

The clerk knew that it was a gift for relatives and friends when he heard Shijin, and immediately asked, "Do you want to plasticize it?"

In the past, Liu Yi certainly didn't need plastic packaging to buy sausages. Most of his family members were in Ningyuan, and he had not sent any relatives. So he asked, "How much money is plastic packaging?"

"Two dollars a bag, a bag a catty."

Once Liu Yi counted, there were ten bags for ten catties, which would cost another twenty yuan.

Twenty bucks is just a bag...it makes her a little bit careful to eat frugally, but in the end she gritted her teeth: "Plastic seal."

Because I didn’t buy sausages for the children, but for the relatives who came home yesterday.

She didn't say a few words to Zhang Xiaojian, but she knew that Zhang Xiaojian might not leave at any time these days.

After finally coming to Ningyuan, I couldn't let my relatives go back empty-handed.

Liu Yi came to line up early in the morning, just to make the best of the friendship of the landlord.

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Mix beer and liquor separately.

Some people drink it all right, some people drink a little bit and their heads explode.

Xu Zhiming's head didn't explode, but the machine was turned off, so that he didn't know how he lay in bed or fell asleep later.

He only knew that as soon as he opened his eyes, his headache was splitting, and when he looked at his watch, it was nine o'clock, and he suddenly panicked.

But soon the panic disappeared. He saw the gorgeous chandeliers, the soft-looking carpets, the silk quilts covering his body, and the scenery of the Ningyuan business district outside the floor-to-ceiling windows with drizzle.

Are you in a dream?

Xu Zhiming was sure not, and he didn't even need to pinch his cheek because his head hurts too much.

Before he got out of bed, he seemed to hear his movement outside the room, and a shout came: "Brother, wake up, come out to eat."

The memory in Xu Zhiming's head began to recover. He remembered that Zhang Xiaojian said he was one of the bosses of a real estate company...

This is a bit magical to Xu Zhiming, because the cousin in his memory is the child with a big nose that needs to be wiped with paper, otherwise he will wipe his pants on his own.

Of course, Xu Zhiming is not nasty criticism. What he saw last night and everything in front of him now shows that Zhang Xiaojian is not bragging.

He turned over and got out of bed and walked into the spacious and bright living room to make sure that he was not bragging.

Zhang Xiaojian and Bai Yang Gao Qingsong were sitting at the table at this time, eating breakfast that they didn't know about that country. They looked simple and delicate, but they felt full of nutrition and must be expensive.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that there was a knock on the door outside the room. After Zhang Xiaojian made a'in', Yan Ci walked in neatly with the suits worn by several staff in the same group.

When he came to Zhang Xiaojian, Yan Ci began to report.

While listening, Zhang Xiaojian said to Xu Zhiming, "Brother, sit down and eat, what are you doing standing stupidly."

Xu Zhiming found that six people headed by Yan Ci were looking at him with kindness and friendliness in their eyes, but he could only smile awkwardly, and then sat beside Zhang Xiaojian.

Yan Ci said at this time: "Boss, don't you want to report after you finish eating?"

Zhang Xiaojian said: "No, you can just talk about it, you can control the specific details."

Yan Ci nodded: "The internal structure of the company is too family-oriented. It needs adjustment if it wants to develop well in the future."

Zhang Xiaojian: "True."

Gao Qingsong said: "I'll write you a list in a while, and I'm familiar with it."

Bai Yang almost didn't choke while drinking a glass of clear water, and looked at Gao Qingsong and said, "Okay, Xiao Xiao Gao, it's ruthless to start."

Gao Qingsong shook his head: "Although it won't be rotten to the bones, but I have made enough money over the years, giving them a decent face, which has been very benevolent and righteous."

Yan Ci knew the ways and things inside, and immediately asked: "Boss Gao?" It meant that he was afraid that Gao Deren would hinder him.

Gao Qingsong said, "I'm going to chat with my mother in the afternoon."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "There can be."

Yan Ci was also very satisfied. As an old fried dough stick, he took advantage of Zhang Xiaojian's third brother to have breakfast and said this was for Gao Qingsong to come forward.

Next comes the second question: "Boss, Zhou Chengfu contacted me privately and would like to have a meal with you."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Don't eat."

Yan Ci didn't persuade, and then reported on the details of the meeting after Zhang Xiaojian left yesterday, picked up the key points, said about it, and put forward his own opinions.

When he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaojian also finished his breakfast. He picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth. He said to Yan, "The team you just formed is good, and things are done neatly. You have to give out bonuses to boost morale. You can study the specific numbers. Just tell me then."

Yan Ci Yile, and the employees behind him who followed Yan Ci but who were not familiar with Zhang Xiaojian also beamed. How many days after joining the company, will they receive the first bonus?

Xu Zhiming watched and chewed.

His reason tells him all this is true, and Zhang Xiaojian is really a big boss.

But there is always a vigilant voice in my heart who is also saying that this may be a scam. It can fool you into a high-end scam...

But at this time, reason said again, what can your blood mother lose... the money in your bank account seems to be not enough for this great breakfast.

"Yeah~~" Xu Zhiming, who was not tangled up, took a bite of a sausage that he didn't know what name, and felt that this sausage was better than Chang Min's.

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