Chapter 66 A lunch that challenges the moral bottom line [Please subscribe]

factory.

Tang Shi stopped the small battery at the door, and then called the phone number Song Ci gave her.

What she didn't know was that in the office building opposite, a young man looked at his ringing cell phone and looked at him strangely: "Look at this, is that brother from Jinmen serious?"

Feeling a little sorry for what the other party thought, he waved his hand, and a secretary wearing black stockings and a uniform walked over.

Pointing at Tang Shi, he said: "Go pick her up."

"Okay, Mr. Han." When she saw Tang Shi, she had a strange expression and went downstairs without saying anything else.

After the swaying secretary left, he picked up the phone.

"Hello, are you here? I'll have someone pick you up. Please wait a moment." Mr. Han looked at the window before returning to his chair.

Plant entrance.

Brother Fat is an artist and part-time color cartoonist and a lawyer, Brother Ming is a part-time creative company Bacchus and a news provider for external networks, Brother Wang is a programmer and part-time driver, and Brother Three is a part-time vet and chef for promotion.

Hecheng Garment Factory has its own processing business, and the materials used are definitely not bad.

Tang Shi looked at the beautiful girl in uniform with black stockings and high heels, the woman whom the security guard had just called secretary, and said thank you.

The scary music played, and everyone shuddered. They were so happy just now, but now they are so worried.

Brother Wang laughed awkwardly.

Ding dong!

At least this is the case for Mr. Han who is sitting on the boss’s chair. He is a manufacturer and a wholesale market. Can you compare with him?

Yes, your husband is amazing, he can find the terminal easily. Do you believe it or not, if I don’t help you, your husband will have to find other manufacturers?

Do you believe it or not?

Gulu gulu.

Yes, she is beautiful, has a good figure, and has incredible looks, but what can she do?

Listening to the heart-rending screams next to him, Song Ci turned around and looked at Fat Brother.

Tang Shi was on pins and needles because she couldn't find anything to say to him. When she came, she didn't expect the boss to entertain her. Tang Shi overestimated the number of Song Ci family's cattle.

There are a total of seven people in the company, which can be used as seventeen people.

Everyone was wearing a stretcher, but Fat Brother was on the ground, lying on a board that stretched the waist. As the bending angle became wider, it made a clicking sound.

If you really put it on, you can figure it out, but you don’t have it!

"Brother Wang, I wish you a second child!" Fatty cursed viciously.

Facing Fat Brother's plastic fake skeleton, the small green light turned on, turned off, and turned on again. In the dark office, the light made his face look a little green.

Fat Brother:?

Oh! It dawned on him.

Brother Wang was still wearing boxing gloves and was boxing with Sister Ge, looking like two idiots.

After hanging up the phone.

This title is really overbearing.

Brother Ming gave him a violent shock and hit the fat brother on the head: "I'm really asking about your occupation, not what occupation you have done."

The last profession, isn’t it a little strange?

This is not how gift-giving works, do you understand?

It was a bit silly and cute. Secretary Guan suddenly smiled and promised her that she would not make a mistake and the order would be sent to her later for confirmation.

"Hello, Miss Tang." Mr. Han stood up from behind the big desk and pointed to the chair: "Please sit down!"

Can you get Mr. Han to explain it yesterday?

The situation was so inconsistent that she felt that her brain was a little lacking.

A rectangular box. When Song Ci handed it over, he had some bad premonitions. When he lowered his head and looked at it, his eyes changed.

Among the heavy topics of life, Third Brother’s meal is ready.

Tang Shi felt so tired.

The secretary wisely went to pour tea.

Bite the bullet and follow into the office.

Song Ci: "."

Who is President Song?

Oh, it should be Song Ci. Tang Shi thought about it for a while and then realized who this title refers to.

Mr. Yuan looked at the dishes in front of him and thought, no wonder there are always people who want to slay demons, and he experienced the life of being a monster.

Tang Shi was happily choosing goods, which cost tens of thousands of dollars.

She didn't even know how to stuff red envelopes, so I just gave them to her secretly.

A few people were having fun outside. Mr. Yuan in the office opened the blinds a little, looked at them, and thought that if he wasn't the boss, and if he didn't have to be a little more reserved, he would join them.

"What is Mr. Song's background? Why are you helping him like this?" Secretary Guan re-applied the lipstick and sighed inwardly, how time flies.

After going to the finance department to pay the money, Tang Shi carefully collected the contract receipt and was escorted to the factory gate by the secretary.

When taking her into the factory, the woman in uniform asked casually: "Is Miss Tang here to see our Mr. Han?"

After taking a breath, she turned around and returned to the factory.

"I wish your second child will be a son." Brother Ming was not to be outdone.

Mr. Han was reading a report.

"Don't you think so? We are like monsters drinking blood. Isn't it interesting?" said the third brother.

There are many occupational diseases in this job.

He spent so much money on just one child, and he couldn't afford to raise another one. It was really expensive to raise children, especially in big cities.

After thinking for a moment while holding the phone, Song Ci sent a message, then put down the phone and pondered for a moment. Song Ci made a call and explained a few words.

"I will help you get revenge!" The third brother replied with a smile: "Ge Ge, come on, let me beat you up."

"We respect the elderly and care for the young. Every time the technician comes, you choose first. You are so dissatisfied." Brother Ming said.

"Secretary Guan, make sure you don't make a mistake! I'm sorry to trouble you." Tang Shi took out a red envelope from his pocket and secretly stuffed it into her.

Tang Shi felt that Secretary Guan should be a pragmatic and hard-working person who didn't talk much. When she was taken to the selection area, Tang Shi's eyes had stars popping up when she saw the dazzling array of clothes.

"Wouldn't it be good if you asked him directly?" Secretary Guan asked him.

Song Ci: "."

"Quickly call first aid, fat man's waist is broken." Brother Ming shouted.

On the seat, Fat Brother asked Song Ci if the stall was ready. When it was ready, he would go buy some clothes.

Telling Brother Ming not to make a fuss, he walked over and pulled Fat Brother up, rubbing his waist, giving him a sense of comfort as he was being abused.

Several people looked at the pig brains in the plastic skull, especially the plastic skull without the Tianling Cap, and the eye sockets were still green, and then listened to the music and felt cold all over.

Mr. Han also didn't know what to say. Seeing that she was particularly unskilled and a little reserved, she probably guessed the hobbies and fun of Jinmen people.

The boss actually likes this style?

Mr. Han, who frowned a little, looked at the sun outside the window and snorted.

The fat brother was cursing on the ground.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that she shouldn't destroy the simplicity of Tang poetry, even if she didn't help, and she shouldn't drop ink in the pure water.

The elevator has arrived.

Mr. Han sneered: "Do you think it's okay if she says it? If you can't make an appointment, he won't come to this kind of meal."

Do I know how to do it? Definitely not. I definitely don’t know anything. I just grit my teeth and carry on, right?

Everyone has their own difficulties.

office.

"Today I will prepare a thriller package for you. I have been preparing it for a long time." The third brother raised his eyebrows.

She saw the things she didn't have, which she had thrown away.

Secretary Guan: "."

Secretary Han:??

"You don't understand, just do your job well." Mr. Han replied.

Mr. Han also knew, so he nodded and asked Secretary Guan to take her to select the goods. He took Tang Shi to the elevator door before waving goodbye.
To be continued...