this is a big company

Chapter 3 Encounter on a Narrow Road, the Bright Sword of the Brave

"As for the other colleagues, why didn't anyone see them at dinner time?"

"So far, you are the only employee in the company." Jiang Tianxue smiled.

what? !
In Yang Mu's eyes, Jiang Tianxue's smiling face, under the gilded words "This is a big company", is full of humor.

Yang Mu really wanted to know whether the former employees of the company had resigned or could not continue working.

After a long time, Yang Mu choked out a sentence:
"Xiaoxue, our company won't be a scam company, Manager Meng shouldn't run away!"

"Yang Mu, the company is not a scam company, you can rest assured about this.

At present, the company account I manage has hundreds of millions of liquid funds on it. "

How many billion?Yang Mu is a little relieved, as long as the salary is not delayed.

"Xiaoxue, you are the front desk, why are you still managing the company account?" Yang Mu was a little curious.

"I am not only the front desk of the company, but also part-time personnel, accounting, logistics and other auxiliary departments.

You can come to me if you have any questions. "

I really didn't realize that this beautiful woman who looked like a big vase had several jobs.

Yang Mu concealed the shock in his eyes, pretending to be natural and asking:
"It's time for dinner, why don't you go eat together? I invite you!"

"No, I ordered takeaway."

"Okay, then I'll go by myself." Yang Mu, who was going down in the elevator, suddenly felt very hurt, and felt that he was the only employee, and he didn't seem to be favored by beautiful women.

But after thinking about it, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself, maybe people just think that the two of them are just their first day at work and they are not familiar yet!

Surrounded by office buildings, there is a large shopping center 300 meters away.

The third floor is full of leisure and entertainment, plus a gathering place for restaurants.

During meal time, the escalators are full of colleagues who are in pairs or in small groups who know each other well.

Only Yang Mu was alone, alone.

He felt unspeakably miserable, so he ate something and went back.

When passing by the fruit stand, he brought two boxes of fruit with him, intending to give Jiang Tianxue a share.

"Xiaoxue, share the fruit you bought!"

"Thank you!" Jiang Tianxue smiled like a spring breeze, and took the plastic box handed over by Yang Mu.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Yang Mu breathed a sigh of relief, he had to take his time to harmonize the relationship with colleagues.

"Has the takeaway arrived yet?" Yang Mu asked casually when he saw the clean table.

"I've eaten."

Yang Mu was taken aback, and blurted out, "So fast."

"As soon as you left, the takeaway arrived."

Yang Mu responded, joked with her, and returned to his office.

I always felt something was wrong.

Although Yang Mu went out to eat, the work fast food itself is very fast, so there is not much time delay.

Most office workers think about solving their stomach problems quickly and taking more time for lunch breaks.

Yang Mu went back and forth the whole time, but only in the early 10 minutes.

According to Jiang Tianxue, Yang Mu didn't find any takeaway boxes in the trash can.

Probably because he was afraid that the food residue would smell bad, and if someone came to the door, it would affect the impression of the company, so he threw the leftovers into the big trash can in the corridor outside?

It seems that it should be like this, yes!
Yang Mu found a reason for himself to convince himself, made up the plot in his head, and turned the page.

Open the player list, the task bar only has the current playback item, and the previous "New Employee Notice" is gone.

Even in the history broadcast, there is no trace.

Yang Mu didn't remember that he had deleted the contents inside, let alone dealt with the traces.

Tear off the plastic wrap of the box casually, pick a piece with a bamboo skewer, cut the pulp neatly, and put it in your mouth.

Cool!
It's a great day!
I just don't know when I will receive the first commission.

I don't know if we can do a good job in entrusting services to satisfy customers.

Although I have such worries at present, since I have not received any client cases, such thoughts just flashed in my mind, and I continued to do this job that is not like a job.

I still thought that other people would take a lunch break after eating, and I kept reading "advertisements" here for the company to receive client commissions as soon as possible!
Where can I find hard-working employees like myself?
He stayed in the office until after get off work in the afternoon, carried his backpack, greeted Jiang Tianxue, and took the subway back to his "nest".

Days passed like this for two days, until Wednesday afternoon.

The light outside the window is still bright, and the afterglow of the sun shines on the glass window, the color is dim yellow, with a little bit of golden light.

The progress bar of the last episode went to the end, and the previous client commission screen appeared on the screen again.

This kind of picture appeared several times in the past few days, and every time Yang Mu crossed it out without hesitation.

But this time it's a wicked way, no matter how forked, it can't be forked.

In the lower left corner, there is a countdown that has not appeared in the past few times, and the green numbers are constantly beating.

The weirdness of green kept beating in Yang Mu's heart.

At the end of the 30-second countdown, the color of the numbers turns bright red again.

The text entrusted by the client changed from dead silence to fluidity, imprinted in Yang Mu's mind like a brand.

When the countdown ended and the number returned to zero, the entire computer screen suddenly lit up, and Yang Mu couldn't help closing his eyes.

At the same time, Jiang Tianxue in front of the stage seemed to have noticed something, looking at the direction of Yang Mu's office, the smile on his face made people feel like a spring breeze.

Under the shining light, although Yang Mu closed his eyes, he felt that he could still "see" some images.

At this moment, he couldn't feel the existence of his body and lost control of his body.

These pictures seemed to be directly projected in his mind, flashing continuously and rapidly like a slideshow.

Yang Mu recognized these clips and pictures, some of which were scenes that Monk Wei experienced in the TV series, and some that seemed to be the plots that the TV did not explain, but they were memories that Monk Wei actually experienced.

The picture in his mind seems to have a magical power, making him feel that he has really experienced everything in the picture.

Until the end, Shanmaozi in Heiyunzhai swung his knife down, and the screen rotated and suddenly turned into darkness.

Monk Wei's voice seemed to come from a distant place, repeating the contents of "Monk Wei's entrustment" repeatedly.

Yang Mu felt that a long time had passed, and the surroundings were still dark, and his body still couldn't feel it and couldn't control it.The only thing that remained unchanged was Monk Wei's rambling voice.

Annoyed, Yang Mu yelled: "Don't be so noisy, it's just a commission, I know!"

As soon as the voice fell, in the darkness, the light suddenly appeared, and the picture was reversed, as if time and space were reversed.When the scene stays at Monk Wei escaping from the devil's prisoner-of-war camp and being rescued by Zhao Gang, everything stops abruptly.

A strong sense of weightlessness came, and when I felt it again, I heard a sound.

Yang Mu grasped his body at once, opened his eyes suddenly, and heard a gentle voice beside his ears, "Little brother, you're awake."

He looked for his reputation, and a man with a Chinese face and a bookish look appeared in his sight.

Let him stand there in a daze, isn't this "commissar Zhao"!

Look at Zhao Gang's attire, and the two guards with spears beside him.

When I lowered my head in a trance, I saw the tattered military uniform on my body, thick and thick palms, and a shock waved across my body from the tailbone like lightning. Isn't this the scene where the last picture stopped just now?

Yang Mu stared at Zhao Gang in front of him, and then at the two soldiers on guard.My head was stunned for a while, if I am not mistaken, I am now Monk Wei.

According to this, Wei Dayong's entrusted task is not a pheasant website advertisement at all.

I have just experienced his babbling and repeated words in the dark, which is a real client entrustment.

This is so unreal!

However, Yang Mu liked it very much.How can he not be excited after experiencing all kinds of brain holes in online articles, and now experiencing it for himself.

Yang Mu came back to his senses, Zhao Gang stared at him with burning eyes, his mind was spinning rapidly.

The scene in front of him is definitely the one where Zhao Gang rescued Wei Dayong, who was exhausted and fainted on the road after escaping from the devils on the way to take office as political commissar.

Thousands of thoughts are generated in series in the mind, but in an instant.

Under Zhao Gang's gaze, this strong man in tattered national army uniform got up from the ground and saluted and thanked several people:
"Thank you to the officers for helping me out. I, Wei Dayong, am very grateful!"

Most of the National Army were called Chief, Shangfeng, etc. Yang Mu did as the Romans did, doing his best to look like a remnant soldier who was deeply influenced by the dogma of the National Army.

Zhao Gang waved his hand and asked:
"It's fate if you meet them. Besides, the people who saw the puppet army chasing and killing them were either heroes or good guys. Just come down and talk about it anyway."

Wei Dayong has practiced kung fu in Shaolin Temple for ten years, and he is physically strong.

During these days in the prisoner-of-war camp, there were only a few mouthfuls of food that could be eaten in his mouth. He fought with devils in the training ground, and was chased by the puppet army all the way after he escaped.

A pistol that was snatched had already been emptied.

When fleeing for his life, how could he dare to spare his strength, but his body lacked nutrition and was exhausted, and he fell on the road.

After being rescued by Zhao Gang, he took a bag of cigarettes and woke up with the strength of his body.

Yang Mu looked at the armbands of the three and asked:
"The three officers are all eight-way?"

Zhao Gang nodded and said:
"We are the people's team, the Eighth Route Army, the team that fights devils.

Looking at the costume of the hero, he must also be beating devils, but why did he make it look like this. "

"Ashamed, ashamed." Yang Mu looked embarrassed, and the memory of Wei Dayong in his mind slowly flowed out, becoming the words in Yang Mu's mouth.

"My name is Wei Dayong. I was a monk in Shaolin Temple for ten years. Later, I went down the mountain to join the army and became a squad leader of the 72nd Division of the Central Army. I was injured in the Battle of Xinkou and was captured by the little devils. I was locked up in a prisoner-of-war camp. I didn't find my chance until today. I took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

I don't know how to call the officer, but I, Wei Dayong, will not forget the life-saving grace of the officer today, and I will repay it in the future. "

After Yang Mu said something, Zhao Gang's impression of this person immediately became better.

In Zhao Gang's view, Yang Mu must have good martial arts after ten years in Shaolin Temple, otherwise he would not have been able to escape from the devil.

In addition, he has experienced the Battle of Xinkou, a bloody person who dared to fight and kill on the battlefield, and he is a pure and honest person with the thought of repaying his kindness.

Fight for it, maybe you can get into the team, it's a good seed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gang smiled and said:
"Wei Dayong, don't call me sir, our team doesn't like this. My name is Zhao Gang, just call me by my name.

Looking at you like this, there will be nowhere to go for a while.I'm about to serve as a political commissar in the local army, why don't you follow me there first, and if you have other ideas, then do what he said. "

Yang Mu is not the original Wei monk, so there is no reason not to agree to this statement.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he thought he had finally passed the first hurdle.In front of Zhao Gang, he did not show any actions that are incompatible with this era, and the first step of integrating into the era can be described as a success.

Otherwise, because of some strange behaviors, he would be regarded as a psychopath, and it would be miserable.What's even more frightening is that if Zhao Gang sees that he speaks and behaves differently, and shoots him as a devil's spy, it will be even worse.

"Political Commissar Zhao, listen to you. I, Wei Dayong, don't say anything else. I still have a lot of strength. I can't lose money if I run errands with you, as long as you let me beat devils."

Four people and three horses. At the beginning of walking on the main road, they had to cover up to avoid the devil's garrison and the patrols of the puppet army.

To the back, the closer to the station of the independent regiment, although it is a small road, there is no delay in speed.

At night, under the arrangement of the local comrades, I stayed at the fellow's house until the next morning, passing through layers of guard posts, and arrived at the regiment headquarters of the Independence Regiment.

Zhao Gang left the two soldiers and Yang Mu behind, and asked them to stay at the gate of the regiment headquarters.

After showing the transfer order to the guard, enter the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)