Zhu Ping sat cross-legged on the kang in the corner of the shop, playing mahjong intently with a cigarette in one hand.
Wan Feng leaned over to take a look and felt contempt in his heart. This guy was playing mahjong terribly.
It was clearly a one-up and one-touch hand, but he insisted on playing it as two-up and one-touch, and he didn't even realize which card was the one that was the up-touch hand.
"Uncle! As a brigade cadre, you are leading the way in corruption!"
"Get out of here! How can playing a little Mahjong for a dollar or two be considered corruption?"
"Haha! The police station doesn't think so. They'll still fine you if you get caught."
"Nephew! Are you here just to annoy me? Let me tell you, I've lost now."
Wan Feng pulled out a hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it over: "That's enough for you to lose until tomorrow morning."
A poor bet of one or two yuan, no fans, self-drawn but no point gun, the maximum is only four yuan. This hundred yuan is enough to make you roll until tomorrow even if you don’t win.
Zhu Pingle put the money away with a laugh, not caring at all about the unlucky words that he would lose until tomorrow morning.
He had already made up his mind to win the game at ten o'clock, so how come he still had fifty or sixty yuan left?
Doesn't that mean winning?
Look at what you have achieved. You are the secretary of Jiangwei Village, the richest village in Hongya!
Wan Feng and Luan Feng stayed in the shop for half an hour, but since there was nothing interesting to do, they said hello to the people in the shop and went home to sleep.
Sleeping thing...
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At seven o'clock in the morning on the 31st, Wan Feng asked Han Meng to accompany him to the Holi paging station.
Han Guangjia didn't come, nor did Zhao Gang and Yang Jianguo. Only the talkative Han Meng came.
"These guys are so mean. No one comes when you ask them to."
"Who wants to come to see your young wife? If I didn't see that no one would come with you, I wouldn't come either."
"She's holding a summary meeting today and asked me to preside over it. It wouldn't look good if I went alone."
"Haha! Your wife still doesn't know anything about it?"
Wan Feng frowned: "If she knew, would I still be so carefree?"
"Alas! I can't help you with this matter. At most, I can help you block it when your eldest daughter-in-law chases you with a knife when the truth comes out."
When Wan Feng heard this, his head drooped. He hoped that such a day would never come.
Zhang Xuan saw two people walking towards the paging station along the ring road of Nanda Mountain from a distance, and came out to greet them in a very fancy way.
"Ah! Look at your two daughters-in-law, they are really enviable."
"It is better to stand by the pond and envy the fish than to retreat and weave a net."
"What do you mean?"
"You're jealous of me because I have two wives. Why don't you go home and marry another one?"
"Haha! I wouldn't dare. I'm afraid of being convicted of bigamy and going to jail."
"Does that mean you dare to marry her even if I don't ask for her permission?"
"I don't dare, and I don't want to."
"I'll listen to you!"
While they were talking, Wan Feng and Yang Jianguo had already walked in front of Zhang Xuan.
"Welcome Mr. Wan and Brother Han." Zhang Xuan said a little hypocritically.
Wan Feng said nothing, just nodded and walked into the door of the paging station.
Although the paging station is not large, it does have a meeting room that can easily accommodate thirty or twenty people.
The paging desk now has 25 people including the cook and 22 pager girls.
There are twenty people sitting here now, and there are only two people on duty in the paging studio.
When Wan Feng walked into the conference room, the pagers clapped their hands and shouted in unison, "Welcome, Mr. Wan."
Wan Feng waved and smiled slightly.
Wan Feng took his seat on the podium, but Han Meng did not follow him in. He just found a chair at the back and sat down. He just came to accompany Wan Feng and was not going to act like a big garlic on the podium.
Only Wan Feng and Zhang Xuan were left on the rostrum.
"Hello everyone! I don't need to introduce myself, right? You all know me. Zhang Xuan is my wife's... friend!"
Wan Feng deliberately dragged out the tone, causing the girl at the paging station to giggle.
"That's not the main point. We were classmates in high school."
"Do you have a desk mate?" a girl asked.
"No, no! When we were in high school, boys sat at tables with boys, and girls sat at tables with girls."
"Mr. Wan! Did you ever pass notes when you were classmates?"
"Me and her? I definitely didn't, but I don't know if your boss ever sent him a note. But at that time, many boys passed him notes."
"Boss Wan! With so many boys passing notes to her, how could you possibly have never passed one to her?"
"It really hasn't been spread. You don't know how arrogant your boss was back then. He wouldn't even look at most boys. I'm not a standout in our class, so there's no way your boss would be interested in me."
Zhang Xuan didn't say anything, just smiled.
You can't help but admire this guy. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all when he came. He sat down and started chatting with people.
"Boss Wan! Does our boss have a girlfriend in Longjiang?"
"Which one are you asking about? Your boss seems to have several boyfriends."
Zhang Xuan glared at Wan Feng, calling him a bastard, "You're ruining her reputation and slandering her."
"Really? Our boss is so awesome?" The gossip fire in the girls' hearts began to burn.
"That's right! You didn't see it. There were boys who jumped into the river for your boss, and there were also people whose brains were beaten into pigs because of her. The blood was gushing out, it was a horrible sight."
"Hmm!" Zhang Xuan coughed quickly. Oh no! If this guy started to talk, it would be a mess.
"Girls! Don't listen to him. He's always talking nonsense. Few of his ten sentences are true. When we were in high school, he was a famous liar in the school. Hey! President Wan! I didn't invite you here to criticize me."
"Haha! Let's crack a few jokes to liven up the atmosphere. Now let's start the first annual meeting of Holly Paging Station."
These pager girls obviously haven't heard enough stories about their boss and are still feeling unsatisfied.
"Your boss showed me your performance since opening. It's pretty good! Very impressive. This is all thanks to the hard work of you employees. I want to thank you on behalf of Mr. Zhang."
Wan Feng took the lead in applauding, and the girls clapped excitedly.
"Paging is a very promising business, at least for the next ten years. Don't you believe it? You'll even have an easier time finding a partner than others. Isn't what I'm saying true?"
The pagers laughed.
"But I want to remind everyone not to get complacent. Achievements only represent the past, not the future. Everyone should be humble and work hard. Your boss, Mr. Zhang, will not treat you unfairly. If you have any difficulties at home, please bring them up. If Mr. Zhang can't solve them, I can help you solve them."
The pager girl clapped loudly.
After the applause died down, Wan Feng continued, "Mr. Zhang! Don't you want to say a few words to your employees?"
Wan Feng's opening has already livened up the atmosphere, and it's Zhang Xuan's turn to appear next.
"Mr. Wan said a lot of things that I wanted to say. Sisters all know that I'm not very good at talking, otherwise I wouldn't have asked Wan Huyou to come here."
The girls laughed.
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