There was chaos in the office when Feng Yuanjun's cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hello?"
He hid in the corner and answered the phone angrily.
"Hello Mr. Feng, I am the account manager of the bank."
The loan has been approved. Damn it, isn’t this too weird?
Just now, he was afraid that the workers would hurt him, so he held the talisman Wu Daoyou gave him tightly in his hand and prayed to God to protect him.
Hey! Buddha has appeared. The loan that was supposed to be approved in a week will be paid today.
The workers followed him closely, went to the bank, and obediently took the money to pay them, thus resolving the crisis of being beaten.
Damn it! He is now the polished commander, and all his assistants have run away, not wanting to work for him.
Feeling unhappy, I found a tavern and ordered two ounces of white wine and half a pound of beef.
After the food was served, he smiled bitterly.
When Old Man Su was alive, he lived like this every day, drinking wine and eating meat, and was happier and more comfortable than a god.
"Boss, you lost something. I chased you half a street and finally found you."
A young man came over and placed a bunch of keys on the table.
"Do you think this is yours?"
"Why is it in your hand?" Feng Yuanjun quickly took it over and checked it carefully. It was safe, the keys were all there.
but……
"You wouldn't take my key and secretly get the exact same one?"
The young man opened his mouth in surprise, "Boss, what do you think? Why should I get your key? I don't even know who you are. Even if I got it secretly, I shouldn't follow you to see where you live."
?So that I can steal your property when no one is around?"
Feng Yuanjun was speechless after being refuted.
"Where did you pick it up?"
"On the bank floor."
Maybe it fell off when it was being torn apart by the workers.
"What's your name?"
"Oh, forget the name. Just put your things away and I'm leaving."
"Don't leave yet. It's noon. I'm going to treat you to dinner. I can't let you go in vain."
The young man sat down and Feng Yuanjun asked the boss to bring him an extra bowl of noodles.
"Boss, do you want this for lunch?"
"What? You think it's shabby?"
"That's not what I mean. I eat noodles every day. I just think that you are the big boss and eating this is inconsistent with your status."
When you are in a bad mood, it is good to have someone to talk to to relieve your boredom.
"What's your name?"
"Boss, my surname is Bao, and my name is Bao Chunlei."
"Bao Ha Chunlei, this name is not good at all."
"Hehe, when my mother gave birth to me, she had a spring thunder. It's easy to make a living with a bad name."
"What do you do for a living?"
"Salesman, running around doing business, working hard." Bao Chunlei smiled self-deprecatingly.
"How much money can I make in a month? Is it a lot?"
Bao Chunlei smiled sheepishly, "Oh, I don't earn much, it's all hard-earned money. In front of the boss, my little money is not worth mentioning."
"What do you want to do with me?"
Bao Chunlei was stunned, "Boss, what kind of business do you do?"
"real estate."
"Ah? It turns out he's a real estate owner." Bao Chunlei quickly stood up and rubbed his big hands nervously.
"You sit down, you sit down, a poor real estate developer, how can he scare you like that?"
"Boss is really good at joking. I just saw you paying wages to your employees at the bank. It looked like you made a lot of money and spent a lot of money."
"Okay, just have your sweet mouth."
"Come on, boss, let me toast you."
Bao Chunlei poured a full bottle of wine for him and handed it over with both hands. Feng Yuanjun was very impressed by his respectful manner.
"From now on, if you work with me, I'll give you a thousand yuan a month. Isn't it better than running a business in the sun all day long?"