Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

"I'll be there at seven o'clock in the evening. Well, goodbye." After talking with the client on the phone, Yan Luoqing sighed and pushed open the door of the public bathroom.

So fucking tired.You have to do everything yourself.

I have been busy for a while, and last week my small company finally officially opened.

Relying on his previous contacts, he still accepted some orders.Although there is no big order, it is undoubtedly quite good for a new company.

Especially today, someone took the initiative to make a phone call to discuss a business of 50 yuan.The contract is all drawn up, but the other party calls the name and asks me to interview in person, which is only due to Dongfeng.

50... dare to hand over 50 to a new small company like them, how courageous it is.

Yan Luoqing sincerely admired the other party's courage and vision.

For him, 50 is definitely a big turning point.At least the wages of the employees do not have to be paid out of their own pockets.

Even if you lose your dignity tonight, you must be shy to bring the business over.

When I washed my hands, I habitually glanced in the mirror, but I saw a few people behind me secretly peeking here, and I saw him peeking from the mirror and busy looking around as if nothing happened.

Tch, what are you doing.

Without changing his face, he walked out of the bathroom.

Sure enough, as soon as I went out and stood by the door, I heard the people inside talking loudly:

"...Is it him?"

"That's right, it's just him, the Yan Shaosan who was divorced by the Yan family... Hahaha, I saw him a few times at the company reception."

"Hey, he was fired because of that?"

"Which? Didn't you say that you were fired because of internal reasons in the Yan family? I heard that you came out to do it?"

"However, that's what he said to the outside world. In fact, everyone inside knows that he is because of the young master of Hongye Company..."

"Hongye? Is it Gao's family?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"It's ridiculous to say it. It's not good for you to say that he likes any woman. He just wants to fall in love with the only son of the Gao family and wants to play with Duanxiu. It's a pity that the surnamed Gao didn't dump him. He seemed to be drugged when he got angry. People gave it to that... The matter was too big, Yan and Gao didn't dare to speak up, so they kept it private."

"Damn, the inside story is so complicated. If my surname is Gao, I can't jump off the building."

"Firing him is considered easy. It is said that the Gao family wanted to find someone from the underworld to castrate him, but the Yan family magistrate spent a lot of money to get his life..."

booing.

"Oh, that's broken. He seemed to have glanced at me when he was standing next to me just now. Didn't he take a fancy to me?"

Boom laugh.

"Come on, you only took one look, he just looked at me more than three, four or five times..."

……

Time: around one o'clock in the afternoon.

Location: a hotel

Two office workers in their 30s lingered near the bathroom of the hotel for a long time, but they still dare not approach.

Because there was a vicious man standing at the door.In his early twenties, his face was severely distorted by inexplicable emotions.

His knife-like eyes were full of hatred, his nose was emitting aggressive heat, and the corners of his mouth were twitching and sneering, especially when his left hand and right hand were shaking each other, the rattling sound could be heard from far away...

In the end, the two office workers, forced by physical and psychological helplessness, rushed to the bathroom on the second floor with tears in their eyes...

When Yan Luoqing saw that 50W big client in the coffee shop at night, she couldn't help being surprised: "Hey, did I go to the wrong table?"

The man smiled meanly: "Who makes money?"

"Why don't you open your gay bar well, why don't you come here to invest?"

"If I stay gay for the rest of my life, I will never get rich. But I am a person who likes to get rich." Zhang Qingqiao grinned.

Yan Luoqing glanced at him, and had to admit again that his teeth were really white: "It seems that he has a lot of side jobs."

"Ha, it's quite a lot." Zhang Qingqiao didn't intend to be modest.

"How do you know this about me?"

Zhang Qingqiao yawned, "I heard about it in the alumni record, and it happened that my hands were itchy recently, so I came here."

"Really plan to throw 50W?" Yan Luoqing began to admire time, just a dozen years has turned an iron cock into a charity.

"Investment is my strong point. The product you represent is still in a vacuum in this city. I think it's good." Zhang Qingqiao looked confident, "I believe in my vision."

"I also believe in your vision." Yan Luoqing was never ambiguous in this regard, straight to the point, and cut to the point, "Have you read the contract?"

"Isn't it all ready? Bring it to me to sign."

Yan Luoqing didn't expect Zhang Qingqiao to be so straightforward, and without hesitation, he threw the contract on the table, took a pen, and pushed it away.

He has never minded taking advantage of connections, in his opinion, as long as he can catch money rats, it doesn't matter whether it is black or white, big or small.

What's more, in this world, there are few connections and traffic jams wherever you go.He has no reason to refuse to deliver what others wish for to his door, right?

Zhang Qingqiao swiped two or three times, and wrote the words flamboyantly and neatly.After finishing writing, he pushed Party A's share to Yan Luoqing, but he didn't remove his index finger that was pressing on it.

Yan Luoqing looked at him, then at his fingers: "Conditions?" Sure enough, the sky will not fall in vain.

Zhang Qingqiao Shi Shiran laughed, "No."

"Oh, that's the best." Yan Luoqing said, reaching for the 80W worth of paper.

Zhang Qingqiao didn't intend to move his hand away, "But I have a question to ask you."

Yan Luoqing's heart sank, and sure enough... After thinking for a while, "Say."

"Is the matter between you and Gao Ziming true?" Zhang Qingqiao always smiled slyly.

"..." It's okay not to mention it, Yan Luoqing's face turned dark when the surname Gao was mentioned, he really didn't expect this rumor to go so far, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Zhang Qingqiao shrugged and sighed again, "But my sister knows her and has taken a fancy to her. She won't marry unless he is the only one...the family is unfortunate."

The earth is indeed round... Yan Luoqing sighed and fixed her gaze on the 50W, "Are you finished?"

Zhang Qingqiao let go of his hand lightly and skillfully, and the white teeth gleamed attractively in the upward arc of the corner of his mouth, "I wish you success."

When I got home, I saw Zhao Xiaofu lying on the sofa watching the evening news.

Yan Luoqing sat down to watch together, and happened to see one:

"...At about 1:25 p.m., four men were attacked in the men's room on the first floor of a certain hotel... It is reported that a young man poured a bucket of feces on the four and then escaped. The four were not injured... Another There are no cameras in the men's restroom, and it is impossible to obtain specific information about the attacker..."

Then the four people who had just washed up on TV took turns accusing social scum and social morality.

Yan Luoqing was quite satisfied with it, as it turned out that spending 300 yuan to hire a gangster to do it was much less worrying and labor-intensive than going into battle by herself.

After taking a shower and brushing his hair, he came out, the TV was still playing the evening news, but the person on the sofa had already fallen asleep.

Not knowing what he was thinking, his body involuntarily walked towards the sofa.

The person on the sofa was breathing steadily, with flaring lips, wearing a baggy white T-shirt, a pair of light-colored jeans, slightly rolled trousers, bare feet, and exposed collarbone.

No matter how you look at it, it looks the same as usual, but Yan Luoqing swallows unconsciously while standing by the side.

Responding to waves of self-loathing, he hurried to the room.