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In the KTV public restroom, the person who vomits in the toilet is Lao Wang.

Lao Wang was Zhang Xiaojian's previous boss, and the two had drunk many times together, so Zhang Xiaojian knew that Lao Wang only had two bottles, and he vomited like this today. It should be too much.

Hearing the sound, Lao Wang turned his head and found that Zhang Xiaojian was handing him the tissue, and he raised his hand: "I'll vomit a bit..."

As a result, there was another'wow' sound in the bathroom.

Zhang Xiaojian was not disgusted, so he grabbed some more paper and handed it to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang finally stood up this time, and went straight to the sink. He rinsed his mouth and wiped his face again. He was finally sober.

Zhang Xiaojian asked: "To accompany the customer?"

Old Wang nodded heavily: "It's the same as being with father."

"How are you doing?" Zhang Xiaojian asked casually, only to find that Lao Wang looked at his chubby face in the mirror with a dazed expression.

"Not so good."

The two have not met since the last time Pharaoh experienced a Lamborghini.

Due to the changes in work circles and life circles, the two seem to gradually become strangers.

This is normal, especially with colleagues. No matter how good the relationship is at work, most of the relationships will gradually fade when they separate and return to their lives.

But in fact, Zhang Xiaojian did not forget Pharaoh.

He really has plans to find Lao Wang recently, because he is indeed short of people.

Zhang Xiaojian, the company where Lao Wang works, is very familiar. His personal advertising company has little business and a lot of trouble. Lao Wang’s small supervisor position can’t be climbed up because it is all relatives of the boss...

However, Zhang Xiaojian understands Lao Wang, knows that this fat man has a special face, and has never spoken. When I met him today and saw him drink like this, Zhang Xiaojian was determined to take care of him before thinking about it.

But before he could speak up, Lao Wang said: "Little sword, you play with you, we will get together another day, the client is very important, I have to drink it."

Zhang Xiaojian pulled him, frowned and said, "What are you doing? Don't drink it anymore. It's not your company. You are really desperate."

Lao Wang showed a simple and honest smile familiar to Zhang Xiaojian: "It's okay, it's okay, it's more comfortable to vomit, and you can drink."

Zhang Xiaojian frowned, really thinking that some bosses would dislike employees like Lao Wang.

Not only can he understand the management underneath clearly, and everything is on the front line, but the most important thing is that he has a human touch, whether he treats superiors or subordinates.

Holding back what he wanted to say, Zhang Xiaojian planned to find a day alone to talk to Lao Wang.

The two also talked about how they had been and walked all the way to the private room. Zhang Xiaojian discovered that Pharaoh was next to his private room...the next Pharaoh properly.

It's just that under normal circumstances, the old king next door is the one taking advantage.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojian's neighbor Pharaoh entered the house, he heard a question from the customer, Mr. Li.

"Pharaoh, where did you go."

"Go to the bathroom."

"Isn't there a toilet in the private room?"

Lao Wang was ashamed to say that he was out and vomiting, so he could only smile.

Mr. Li's rough voice came again: "Punish three cups."

Lao Wang smiled and said, "Okay, drink." He closed his eyes and drank three more glasses. After drinking, he felt the alcohol reached his throat...

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The spinning of the sky is not enough to describe the feelings of Lao Wang now.

He only knows that today's customers are very important, so important that it may affect the company's business indicators this year will be greatly affected.

Therefore, no matter what the customer says, he will try his best to be satisfied within his ability.

In current words, this is called licking a dog.

Many people despise licking dogs, but after entering society, they may find that you who despise dogs sometimes become licking dogs unknowingly.

It has nothing to do with dignity and right from wrong. It is a last resort. In order to survive, nothing more.

Lao Wang is to survive, not to mention that he is not only a licking dog in this private room,

Sitting in the KTV, Pharaoh’s boss Fang Xin was advocating for customers, while Pharaoh, who had another three glasses of fat, was sweating.

The feeling that his stomach was overturned came again, and he rushed out of the private room and went to the public restroom.

When he came back, the customer Mr. Li was singing.

His colleague, his boss, and several sisters called by the boss to accompany the wine are swaying with the rhythm, enjoying the appearance...

But the customer’s singing is awful...it’s hard to hear that the old Wang who just finished vomiting wants to vomit again.

And seeing Lao Wang coming back, the boss Fang Xin said: "Lao Wang, why did you go out again?"

It's okay that he didn't say this. When he said this, the customer who was still singing said to the old king: "Three more fines."

Lao Wang really couldn't drink anymore, so he quickly declined.

But when the boss Fang Xin heard the customer's words, of course he wanted to lick the customer, so he slapped his face and said: "If you don't drink it, right? If you don't drink it, the bonus is gone."

The others started booing again.

Pharaoh: "..."

The customer is proficient in having fun, so he added a fire and said: "If you don't drink, then the order will not be signed."

Lao Wang didn't recruit. Seeing the little girls filled three glasses of wine, he groaned and drank three more glasses. The crowd began to applaud.

But after drinking the third cup, Lao Wang couldn't drink it anymore, and he spewed it out without holding back...it happened to be spouted to watch the bustling customers.

So the chaos in the private room turned into a pot of porridge, and the little sister accompanied the wine quickly took a paper towel to help wipe it, and the other colleagues hushed and asked warmly, and the customer's face was a bit ugly.

Lao Wang continued: "Sorry, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Xin saw the face of the client before going up and slapped Lao Wang.

"Snapped."

Lao Wang was beaten up, he looked at Fang Xin's long face in disbelief, because he really stayed in the company for a long time, so long that he thought he and his boss Fang Xin were friends.

But it was obvious that Fang Xin should only use him as a subordinate. After slapped him, he smiled and said, "Mr. Li, don't be angry."

As he said that, he didn't forget to change the subject and said: "This dress can't be worn anymore, I will buy you a new one, exactly the same..."

The customer called President Li is actually not too old. At first glance, he was about 30. He couldn't say anything when Fang Xin slapped his subordinates.

In addition, the accompany sister next to him was soft-spoken again. He waved his hand, and before he could speak, he saw the big fat old Wang push the door back.

Fang Xin yelled here without calling back, and then apologized to President Li again.

Soon there was no Pharaoh's box, and the former happiness was quickly restored. As for slapped Pharaoh, no one would care.

But when Mr. Li picked up the microphone again and began to sing, there was a loud noise from the door of the room, and the huge power made the door make an extremely unpleasant sound.

Some people still care.

Zhang Xiaojian walked in with a calm face.

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