magic stick labor contract

"Ah—help!"

Zhang Jiu woke up early in the morning and heard that the downstairs was like a slaughterhouse. He couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and then slowly got up from the bed while supporting his old waist.

Duanmu Jinyang just came out of the shower, and seeing Zhang Jiu get up from the bed with difficulty, he couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Jiu raised his head, glared at Duanmu Jinyang, and said, "Why are you laughing, why don't you give me a hand!"

Duanmu Jinyang walked over, picked up Zhang Jiu, and said, "Take you to take a shower, huh?"

Zhang Jiu could smell the shower gel on Duanmu Jinyang's body, accompanied by a hint of yang energy, the smell was so good, it was fragrant.

Duanmu Jinyang hugged Zhang Jiu into the bathroom and took a bath for Zhang Jiu diligently. Uncle Zhang Jiu sat in the bathtub like him, feeling that it was different to be served.

Duanmu Jinyang massaged his waist and said, "Are you still sore?"

Zhang Jiu said: "Of course, my waist is almost broken, it's so sore."

Duanmu Jinyang kissed him and said, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Jiu waved his hand generously and said, "It's fine to apologize, just stick up your butt and let me do it last time!"

Duanmu Jinyang raised his eyebrows and smiled, exerting force on his hands, Zhang Jiu immediately felt pain in his waist and eyes, all the way to the top of his head, and immediately yelled out "Ah..." and said, "Your uncle, Duanmu Jinyang!"

He jumped up and down in the morning, howling upstairs and downstairs, Feng Mang didn't eat last night, he was a little hungry, got up from the bed, went into the bathroom to wash, and then walked down the stairs.

It happened that Duanmu Jinyang and Zhang Jiu had also washed up. When they came out of the room, Zhang Jiu saw Feng Mang and said with a smile, "You look better? Come downstairs for dinner."

Feng Mang nodded and said, "Thank you."

When everyone came down from upstairs, they saw Er Mao lying on the sofa, shouting for help all the time, pressing him for three minutes. He didn't know what he was doing. miserable.

Feng Mang: "..."

Zhang Jiu raised his eyebrows, coughed, and said, "San Fen, are you such a beast this morning?"

Hearing Zhang Jiu's voice at three minutes, he straightened up. It turned out that he was holding a pair of scissors in his hand, and was going to cut Er Mao's hair...

Ermao is famous for protecting his head. In fact, all boys protect their heads. Ermao's hair is very long, usually bundled into small balls and placed behind his head, but because it is too hot in summer, Ermao takes a bath once, and he needs to wash him for three minutes Long hair, and not dry, the most important thing is that Ermao's life skills are completely zero, dragging his wet hair and running around.

It is so difficult to cut Er Mao's hair every time, like a slaughterhouse.

San Fen put down the scissors in his hand and said, "Sorry, breakfast isn't ready yet, just wait a bit."

Ermao sat cross-legged on the sofa, put his hands on his hips, and pursed his lips and let out a "hum", apparently trying to get into trouble with Sanfen, like this every time...

Zhang Jiu sat down at the table, smiled and said to Feng Mang, "I'm sorry, my house is full of live treasures...but you actually have insight."

Feng Mang was taken aback, and subconsciously withdrew his surprised gaze, one hundred and twenty-three cents were ghosts, and ordinary people couldn't see them, but Feng Mang actually had a pair of intelligent eyes and could see ghosts.

San Fen hurried into the kitchen to cook while the others waited for San Fen to cook.

Zhang Jiu said: "Can you go to work today? If you are not in good health, you should take a day off."

Feng Mang shook his head and said, "I'm fine now, thank you, I can move back today too."

Zhang Jiu didn't force it, and quickly brought out the breakfast in three minutes, one serving for each person, which looked quite delicious.

Ermao was still sitting on the sofa with her hips crossed, her hair was loose and spread out on the sofa, she didn't even look at him, twisted her neck, and looked very angry.

San Fen came over, smiled and picked him up, Er Mao immediately kicked his legs, San Fen sat on the sofa, put him on his lap, clamped his legs, and fixed his little white legs between his own , wrapped his arms around Er Mao's arm, then quickly kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Hey, how about eating?"

Er Mao turned his head and said, "Not good."

As he spoke, he pursed his lips, leaned three-quarters closer, and pecked lightly on his lips. Er Mao opened his eyes wide, pursed his pink lips, and wrinkled his nose.

San Fen said: "I'll make you a cake after breakfast, and Tu Lu bought some cream yesterday."

Er Mao's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "I still want to eat strawberry ice cream, big strawberry!"

San Fen smiled and said, "Okay."

Only then was Er Mao subdued by coaxing, and ran to the table to eat, eating with a round mouth full of things.

Zhang Jiu noticed that the meat on other people's tables were small instant steaks, which can be fried in a frying pan in the morning, which is convenient and quick, but the ones on Ermao's plate were big... sausages.

Er Mao's figure itself is petite, and his face is not as big as Zhang Jiu's hand, let alone his mouth. He watched Er Mao licking and biting the big red sausage with a smile, and his eyes were "gentle as water", Looking at Zhang Jiu, the hairs on his back stood on end.

Everyone was ready to go to work after eating. San Fen was at home and prepared to wash the dishes to make cake and strawberry ice cream for Ermao.

Duanmu Jinyang drove and took Zhang Jiu and Feng Mang to the company.

Zhang Jiu said with a smile: "Mr. Duanmu, are you free tonight? Didn't you invite you to dinner yesterday, but it didn't work out? How are you tonight? It happens to be Friday."

Duanmu Jinyang just wanted to agree, but suddenly remembered that he had a social event tonight, and said, "Sorry, I may not be able to go home tonight."

Zhang Jiu said in surprise: "Huh? Are you entertaining again?"

Duanmu Jinyang said: "I'm going to a reception. It's Mr. Cui's birthday today. I'm going to socialize."

When Feng Mang, who was sitting in the back row, heard the word "Mr. Cui", his whole body froze for a moment, and then he relaxed again.

Seeing Zhang Jiu's disappointed look, Duanmu Jinyang smiled and said, "Will you go with me? Although the reception is boring, there must be a lot of delicious food."

Zhang Jiu's eyes lit up, but of course he wasn't attracted by the delicious food, he just thought that if Duanmu Jinyang wasn't here tonight, it must be boring, Zhang Jiu said, "Can I go too?"

Duanmu Jinyang nodded, he could bring a female companion to the reception, but Duanmu Jinyang brought not only women.

The car soon arrived at the company, and everyone went upstairs separately, because the floors were different, and they were not on the same road. Zhang Jiuyi was very free in the morning, and when he was eating at noon, Duanmu Jinyang asked him to come to his office after work, where he had a rest In time, change into a suit, and then they go to Mr. Cui's reception.

Zhang Jiu didn't know those rich people very well, and he didn't know who Mr. Cui was, but those who could make Duanmu Jinyang admire him were naturally not simple people.

After get off work, Zhang Jiu went to Duanmu Jinyang's rest room. There was a bed, a sofa, and a bathroom in the rest room. It was a luxury. Zhang Jiu took a shower and changed into a suit.

Duanmu Jinyang helped him straighten his tie, and said with a smile, "Xiao Jiu is really suitable for wearing black."

Zhang Jiu's skin is white, wearing black clothes looks extremely abstinent, and he feels a little cold and arrogant. Every time Duanmu Jinyang sees him like this, he wants to press him down hard, and listen to Zhang Jiu. Crying and begging for mercy, let Zhang Jiu completely belong to him.

Zhang Jiu looked at Duanmu Jinyang's suit, frowned and said, "Mr. Duanmu is too coquettish in this suit, please change it to something else."

Duanmu Jinyang looked at his white suit, and really couldn't understand why such a serious white suit was so irritating in Zhang Jiu's eyes.

Duanmu Jinyang had no choice but to change into a gray suit, which looked calm and dignified. Zhang Jiu felt that he was still too flamboyant, but there was nothing he could do. Who made Duanmu Jinyang the kind of person who showed his flirtatiousness?

There was a special driver driving, and Duanmu Jinyang took Zhang Jiu to Cui's house. The reception was held at Cui's house. Mr. Cui was very famous in the industry, and he was almost a monopoly. He was doing construction projects, and he had a relationship with Duanmu Jinyang There have been several orders of cooperation, and the recent cooperation has become closer and closer.

Recently, Mr. Cui's company has subcontracted the construction of the subway, and it can be said that his value is getting higher and higher.

However, this is such a person, 37 years old today, still single, with a gentle and handsome appearance, revealing the breath of a mature man, with such a family property at this age, he is not considered an uncle at all in the rich circle, and there are still many beautiful women at the age of 60 or [-] After chasing and running, Mr. Cui is considered a diamond king.

However, Mr. Cui has no scandals, basically no scandals, because Mr. Cui is half-body disabled, his legs cannot move, and he has been sitting in a wheelchair. Many people actually suspect that Mr. Cui is not good. With so much money, as long as you wave your hand, you will be full of beautiful women.

Mr. Cui is a smiling tiger in the business circle. He always puts on a smiling face. In fact, he is a very difficult person to deal with.

Cui's house is not very luxurious, it looks ordinary, but the place is a bit bigger, and there are not two servants, the style of the reception seems to be far less high than the style of the people who came.

Duanmu Jinyang and the others got out of the car, and saw a man in a wheelchair coming out of the hall, with bodyguards behind him pushing the wheelchair.

Duanmu Jinyang walked over, joking slightly about coming, shook hands with the man, and said, "Mr. Cui, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Cui Luli has a very gentle face, his eyes are narrowed when he smiles, a very charming and attractive person, and his voice is low and gentle, he said: "Mr. Duanmu is too busy."

Duanmu Jinyang wanted to introduce Zhang Jiu, but Cui Luli had already spoken first, shaking hands with Zhang Jiu with a smile, and said, "Mr. Mr. Duanmu and Mr. Zhang are both lucky and good-looking."

Zhang Jiu was not used to these polite manners, so he followed Duanmu Jinyang into the hall, and everyone entered the hall. Duanmu Jinyang went to socialize with others. sent over.

Zhang Jiu was sitting on the sofa drinking juice. His phone vibrated. When he opened it, it was a short message with a photo sent by Ermao. It showed the three shikigami and Tu Lu of his family.

There were cakes and strawberry ice cream the size of a washbasin on the table. I don't know where San Fen bought such a big ice cream bowl, it was almost for cows!

No, Zhang Jiu suddenly felt a little sorry for Niu, because his Ermao is more edible than Niu!

Ermao was eating ice cream and cream all over his face, and he was holding a big strawberry in his hand, which he had already bitten halfway through.

Zhang Jiu looked greedy, and was a little hungry, so he stood up to get something to eat.

Zhang Jiu walked to the food area and was picking out something to eat. I don't know if he was influenced by Ermao and the others. He also wanted to eat some sweets, so he picked up a piece of cake. When he turned his head, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, it was Feng. mango!

Feng Mang was carrying a plate and shuttled through the crowd. His face looked paler after a day, and he was wearing a black suit, making him look more supple. His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't know what to eat.

Zhang Jiu walked over quickly and said, "Feng Mang?"

Hearing Zhang Jiu's voice, Feng Mang was startled, and almost threw the plate in his hand, but because Feng Mang was also a trainer, he didn't drop the plate on the ground, and quickly caught it.

Zhang Jiu said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Feng Mang said: "My sister and I came here, and my sister said that the boss of their company is celebrating his birthday today."

Zhang Jiu said: "What a coincidence, it turns out that your sister works as an accountant in Mr. Cui's company."

Both Zhang Jiu and Feng Mang are idlers, they came here just to eat, the two of them picked something to eat, and then sat down on the sofa, Zhang Jiu found that Feng Mang actually likes sweets, and he picked all of them Sweet, you can use sweets as a meal.

Moreover, he was a man who was surprised to eat, gobbling it voraciously, but eating without making a sound, and looking very gentle, it was extremely contradictory.

It may be that Feng Mang's good looks are too high, so even if he devours the food, he still feels very gentle.

Zhang Jiu said: "I see that your complexion is not very good, are you tired from work?"

Feng Mang said: "I went to a developer this morning. Our company is going to subcontract the subway with my sister's company. The department knows that my sister is in Mr. Cui's company, so they want me to run errands."

Feng Mang has been away from work all day today, so his face is not very good, Zhang Jiu said: "You are not feeling well now, you should not go out to work."

Feng Mang said "nothing", but he seemed to be working very hard, and he didn't know why he was working so hard.

The development of subways is generally qualified by the state, but it is also subcontracted to private companies, but very few. Mr. Cui can win this project, and many people want to take a share of the pie at the reception, but Duanmu Jin Yang is here today.

Duanmu Group itself had discussed this matter with Mr. Cui's company a few days ago, and Duanmu Jinyang came here today to discuss this matter face to face.

Zhang Jiu didn't understand these things either, but Fengmang belonged to the development department, mainly in construction development, not research and development, so he was very busy recently and often needed to run errands.

Duanmu Jinyang was very busy today. Zhang Jiu and Feng Mang started to feel sleepy after eating. They chatted on the sofa and fell asleep after a while.

Feng Mang asked the waiter to bring a thin blanket and covered Zhang Jiu. He was about to get up when he suddenly felt someone staring at him. When he turned his head, it turned out to be Cui Luli.

Cui Luli was sitting in a wheelchair, looking in this direction with a smile, not sure if he was looking at Zhang Jiu or Feng Mang.

Cui Luli raised his hand suddenly, then turned around and walked forward in the wheelchair.

Feng Mang looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he slowly walked forward.

At this moment, Zhang Jiu woke up and said, "Huh? Did I fall asleep?"

Feng Mang jumped, turned his head and said: "The reception is not over yet, you can sleep a little longer, I'll go to the bathroom."

Zhang Jiu nodded. He was too sleepy, so he fell back to sleep half leaning on the sofa.

Feng Mang breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward, walked straight along the corridor, passed the bathroom, and saw a room in front of him with a half-hidden door, so he pushed the door and walked in, then gently closed the door, and walked in , said softly: "Father?"

"Crack" sound.

The door was locked suddenly, Feng Mang turned around abruptly, Cui Luli appeared behind him, looked at Feng Mang with a smile, he didn't touch the door, just turned his wrist lightly, and the door locked itself up.

Feng Mang quickly lowered his eyes and said, "Father."

Cui Luli went in with a wheelchair, picked up the glass on the table, poured the wine, took a sip, and said, "Feng Mang, do you remember who brought you out of the hospital?"

Feng Mang looked up at Cui Luli, and said, "It's foster father."

Cui Luli smiled and said, "Others say that a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. Feng Mang, how did you do it?"

"Father! I..."

Before Feng Mang could finish speaking, Cui Luli had already slammed the glass out and threw it at Feng Mang's feet. The glass burst and the fragments exploded, scratching Feng Mang's chin .

Feng Mang trembled all over, he didn't dare to wipe the blood on his chin, his throat was rolling, and he didn't dare to speak any more.

Cui Luli sneered and said, "Why did you take the initiative to move out of Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang's house? I asked you to do it, didn't you understand?"

Feng Mang lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Zhang Jiu has already discovered the fact that I have wisdom eyes. I'm afraid that it will be revealed after a long time, so..."

Cui Luli laughed, and said in a gentle voice: "Really? Since the eyes are bad, why don't you dig them out, and what's the use of keeping them? Do I need to do it myself?"

Feng Mang's jaw suddenly made a sound of "Getting!" He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Cui Luli in shock, but Cui Luli didn't look like he was joking. Feng Mang's body trembled even more, and his eyes dangled , a little at a loss.

Feng Mang's breathing became disordered for two or three seconds, and he had slowly calmed down, saying, "Yes, I'm sorry."

As he said, he stretched out his hand, slowly touched his eyes, gritted his teeth, as if he had made the best effort, and suddenly stretched out his hand into a claw, and grabbed his eyes...