He likes you

Before stepping into the office, Fengxuan had a lot of activities in his heart: I did everything seamlessly and meticulously, and my work attitude was positive and diligent. "Come to make things difficult for me?

After pumping himself up, Fengxuan came to work, turned on the computer, entered the state, and the keyboard was crackling.

"Xiao Chen, the manufacturer hasn't called yet?" Director Du walked out.

Xiao Chen said no.

Director Du frowned anxiously: "When will they be able to fix it? It will be available after two days of presentation, so hurry up and call to remind me."

Xiao Chen: "I called in the morning, and the boss said that the item is ready, but the delivery person has asked for leave for two days and cannot deliver it."

Director Du rubbed his forehead and said, "Who of you will go to that factory to get it?" His eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen rolled up the trouser leg of his left leg, which was covered with plaster.

Director Du: "Don't you have two legs left?"

Xiao Chen rolled up his trouser leg on his right leg, and hemp gauze was tied on his right leg.Ask: "You don't want me to use the middle one?"

Director Du looked contemptuous, and turned his gaze to A Mei.

A Mei quickly took a bandage and wrapped it around her arm two or three times, then raised her arm to show him.

Director Du: "Did you go there with your feet?"

Amei: "Ah, didn't I hold that thing with my hands? Ah, how do you hold it if your hand is injured?"

Supervisor Du looked disgusted, and turned his gaze to Dashi.

Dashi, who was healthy just now, has wrapped his head like a mummy, with only his nose and eyes exposed.Two small eyes are staring at the computer screen, and fingers are pressing down on the keyboard.

Director Du: "..."

Feng Xuan, who wanted to be active, aimed at this opportunity, raised her hand, and jumped out: "Director, me!"

Director Du is like rain in a drought, seeing a savior in hell.Immediately went to hug Fengxuan with a bear hug, shook his hand, patted his shoulder, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and was extremely moved: "Xiaofeng, you are our role model, I will leave everything to you gone."

"The supervisor can give me the address?"

"Okay, I'll send you the address right away."

Address: XX Manufacturing Factory, Sun Peak.

That bus can only go half way to Sun Mountain.

Also fucking the top of the mountain.

The expression on Fengxuan's face froze little by little: "Director Du, can I ask, what is it that you want me to take?"

Director Du: "Hey, it's nothing more than a three-dimensional logo, about the size of a table."

Feng Xuan's eyes were so bleak that he seemed to see the destruction of the earth.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Fengxuan dragged a table-sized three-dimensional logo back to the company by himself.

Director Du regarded him as a hero, and couldn't help applauding and singing for him.Then I went to the Propaganda Department with the logo.

Fengxuan took the bus to the mountainside of Sun Mountain, and he climbed up the rest of the way.The shoes were worn a lot, and the trousers were still stained with the mud from Mount Sun.

When he returned to his seat, his shoulders were so sore that he couldn't move, and he wanted to get down on the table.But willpower kept him sitting upright.

The big stone with the mummy's head on it: "The washbasin in the toilet is spraying water. Let's call someone to fix it. Who will call that number, Xiao Chen?"

Xiao Chen: "I found it, who is it called? Who charges the cheapest?"

Feng Xuan slowly raised her stiff arm: "Don't, don't call, I will do this, I, come, fix it."

After dragging the toolbox, Fengxuan went to the toilet where the accident happened, picked up the wrench and screwdriver, and went to battle in person.

Half an hour later, he changed from being mentally like a water ghost to being like a water ghost inside and out.

Most of the hair and clothes on the upper body were wet, and there was still mud from the stubborn Sun Mountain on the trouser legs.

Like a simple migrant worker in a shirt and tie.

Director Du came back from the Propaganda Department and raised his voice and asked, "Who spilled coffee outside? It's all over the place! What's wrong with the cleaning lady, why isn't she here?"

Ah Mei said, "Auntie is sick, and she won't be able to come until tomorrow."

Xiao Chen: "Wait for the uncle, the uncle should be here in a while."

Director Du: "Just leave it like this and wait for the uncle? What if the higher-ups see it later?"

A person raised his hand tremblingly.

Supervisor Du immediately burst into tears.

Feng Xuan.

It was his great meeting again.

Fengxuan still breathed a sigh of relief: "I...I'll drag it!"

Director Du opened his hands for a bear hug, and found that Fengxuan's clothes were not dry after repairing the pool, so he quickly waved his hands twice, and skillfully skipped the hug in time.

Shaking hands, patting shoulders, wiping tears, Director Du showed his usual dramatic talent: "Go, Xiaofeng!"

Xiao Chen rushed over to hold Fengxuan, really couldn't stand it anymore: "Xiaofeng, don't do this, our company doesn't abuse employees. You, don't torture yourself."

Feng Xuan said in his breathless voice: "If I don't abuse myself now, I may die when Mr. Qiao abuses me later."

Xiao Chen was at a loss: "Our Mr. Qiao is so nice, how could he abuse you?"

Fengxuan: "Okay, then let me ask you, if, I mean if. If there was a person, a long, long time ago, accidentally strangled Mr. Qiao's neck, stepped on Mr. Qiao's shoulder by accident, and pinched Mr. Qiao by accident. Mr. Qiao's face, he accidentally caused Mr. Qiao to be caught and scolded by their teacher... What will happen when Mr. Qiao sees this person again? Of course, I'm just saying, that's all. "

Xiao Chen's soul seemed to be emptied suddenly, showing a suffocated expression.

Xiao Chen slowly let go of his hand.

Xiao Chen retreated slowly, like a ghost, until he disappeared.

Feng Xuan: "..." Go get the mop bucket and fill it with water to mop the floor.

The area of ​​coffee on the ground is not large, and it is a matter of one stroke of the mop and another stroke.

But Fengxuan, he wanted to highlight his seriousness and enthusiasm in the subtle work, so he changed the water twice and continued to procrastinate.Mopping carefully, meticulous, even a little bit of coffee stains in the crevices must be cleaned.

Feng Xuan looked around while mopping the floor.

Two people appeared not far away, Feng Xuan looked carefully with wide eyes, they were Qiao Mo and his assistant.

Great, God help him.

What are you working hard for?Of course it was for the boss to see.

Qiao Mo was walking in his direction, which seemed to be the right time, place and people.

Fengxuan dragged harder and harder, dragging all the way to the rhythm of Boss Huang's music.

Qiao Mo came, Qiao Mo approached, Qiao Mo wanted to see his serious efforts.

Excited, Feng Xuan waved the mop.

Hi!

The bucket overturned, and the sewage in the bucket spilled all over the place.

Feng Xuan's eyes widened, thinking: I'm cold.

Qiao Mo didn't look at him, and walked directly in front of him.I don't know if the tone is blaming, funny, indifferent or helpless: "The aunt who cleans the floor is usually very hard. If you can't help, don't make trouble here."

Feng Xuan was like a puppet, motionless.Jiu Jiu: "Yes—Mr. Qiao—"

Feng Xuan believed that he lived in this world to suffer and suffer, to overcome calamity and become immortal.

It's just that the life before becoming an immortal doesn't have to be so miserable if it's true.

He propped his face on the mop pole in frustration, thinking: How about buying wigs and women's clothing and trying a little bit?