Rebirth 2010: I taught Mr. Lei how to make a mobile phone

Chapter 26 I treat you as a brother, but you...
In fact, the matter ended here. Lei Jun looked at Chen Mo, who was still holding his hand tightly and standing still, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Nothing else, do you have any questions?"

"Well, it's nothing big. It's just that the first half of what I said just now about wandering for half my life is really true. Although I'm not interested in money, I'm very interested in living. So, due to the pressure of life, can the company advance one month's salary in advance?" Chen Mo rubbed his hands and smiled.

Lei Jun was a little surprised that Chen Mo would ask such a question. He thought for a moment and said,
"wait a moment."

Lei Jun took out a list from the drawer, wrote on it, and then handed it to Chen Mo, raising a finger at him.
"Forget about the salary advance. The company doesn't have this precedent and I don't plan to make an exception. I'll lend you this amount in my personal name. You can take this slip directly to the finance office later. Remember to pay me back when you become a regular employee."

"Uh, that's so embarrassing. Shit!"

Chen Mo originally thought that the other party pointed to 1 for 1, but when he took the order and saw the amount written on it, he was shocked to see that the 1 was followed by 5 zeros. He couldn't help but rub his eyes and secretly sighed that the boss was so generous!

Is the boss's daily spending so affordable? The smallest unit is actually 10.

But if you think about the difference in their net worth, it's not a big deal. The 10 yuan he has is not much different from the 10 yuan he has in his pocket now.
"Um. Where is the finance office?"

"Go out, turn left and walk to the end." Then he watched the other party holding the note and disappearing like the wind.

"Turn right and take the third room."

Lei Jun smiled and shook his head. This kid
He admitted that there was an element of gambling in his decision today, but so what?

The sun sets, the night begins to rise,
Guijie Street, Hu Hotel.

As a time-honored brand in Guijie Street, “For Beijing crayfish, look for Hu Da in Guijie Street” is not just a saying.

"No franchise stores outside this street." Opening 5 stores on one street shows that Boss Hu is very bold.

Even so, every time night falls, the gate outside Humen is filled with people queuing up in circles.

Fortunately, most people are now acting as dominoes in the subway during the evening rush hour, so Hu Da doesn't have to queue yet.

Chen Mo and Sun Ziwei were like reincarnated evil spirits. They didn't even bother to drink the wine and just showed off in their disposable gloves.

There was no choice but to make do with a bowl of Lanzhou ramen nearby at noon as they had been hungry for most of the day.

Sun Ziwei finished one plate of garlic soup and called the waiter to order another one.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he looked at Chen Mo and consoled him, "Since we left Xiaomi, I've felt something was wrong with you, like you were constipated. It's just a failed interview, what's the big deal? Learn from me, life is heroic regardless of success or failure, at worst you can start over again."

"Oh, that's not the point." Chen Mo hesitated and sighed.

After he came out of the interview, he waited at the entrance of the building for a while before he saw Sun Ziwei coming down the stairs. Looking at the other party's expression, which showed that he couldn't hide the truth, he knew that this guy was dead.

Chen Mo didn't know what to say for a moment. He couldn't just say, "I love you so much. I accompanied you to the interview, but you didn't look good enough. But I accidentally did and even became a manager."

He estimated that if he really dared to say that, he would not survive the crayfish in his hand.

There was no good opportunity along the way, so Chen Mo suggested drinking to relieve his sorrow, which received a warm response from his companions.

"It's not this?" Sun Ziwei looked suspicious. "Then what else is it? You seemed like a decent person before the interview. You were the kind of person who could remain calm in the face of adversity. But now it seems like you've given up."

"Don't talk about me. I didn't even ask you how you were doing."

Speaking of this, Sun Ziwei was very angry.
"Don't mention it. I performed well in the Q&A session, but I was bullied by two people who were picking on me when I was answering the questions. I didn't perform well. Otherwise, I might have made it to the third round. If the occasion wasn't so inappropriate, I would have beaten those two assholes right there and then."

After saying that, Sun Ziwei arched his arms and made a bodybuilding pose, his muscles bulging. Then he bit the crayfish on the plate as if they were the two little silver turtles, making a crunching sound.

It was as if the words that had just advised Chen Mo were said by someone else.

However, Sun Ziwei glanced at the handbag that Chen Mo placed on the table, "What did you buy? It was covered tightly. I remember you had nothing but your resume before the interview. Was it a gift to wish me a successful interview or to comfort me for being eliminated? When did you become so kind?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I made you spend money." He said sorry, but his actions were not slow at all. He stretched out his hand to reach it.

Sun Ziwei was quick, but Chen Mo was even quicker and grabbed the bag first.

Thinking that a short pain is worse than a long one, Chen Mo took out two of them.

With a "bang", he slapped the table and said earnestly, "We are all brothers. Why don't you just do it for me? Here are 20,000 yuan for you to take first."

"Where do you get so much money?"

Sun Ziwei seemed to have realized something, his pupils trembled, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he pointed at Chen Mo with his trembling hands in disposable gloves.

"For so many years, I treated you as a brother, but I didn't expect you to want to sleep with me."

"Oh, no, you idiot, what's wrong with your brain? You're dreaming."

At this moment, the ringtone of F.I.R's "Thousand Years of Love" suddenly sounded, and Sun Ziwei's cell phone rang.
"I have gone through thousands of years of pain just to seek a result. The outline you left behind guides me. The night is never lonely."

Damn it, I'll change this crappy ringtone when I get home. Sun Ziwei tapped his toes and quickly answered the phone, asking casually,

"Hey, who is it?"

"Which one is in charge? Hey, hello, hello, yes, I am Sun Ziwei." The voice instantly changed from father to grandson, and he became timid.

"I didn't pass the interview. What?!?"

"Yes, you said you will report to Manager Chen Mo at 9: next Monday morning, right? No problem, no problem! I will be there on time. Okay, bye, bye! ~ Thank you, thank you!"

As he said this, Sun Ziwei hung up the phone, waved his arms, and suddenly let out a loud roar, which scared the guests around him, who thought he was a zombie.

Chen Mo quickly apologized to everyone.
"Sorry, sorry, my friend has some problems here. He just came back from the hospital." He explained, pointing to his head.

"Haha, I passed, Jinzi~Did you hear that?"

Chen Mo, feeling a bit of a headache, quickly pushed the Husky out of the cage into its seat.

I thought to myself, Lei Jun is a big shot after all, and he really knows how to behave. This favor he did was flawless.

Lei Jun didn't originally want to do this. He would have tied this idiot to Xiaomi first.

Sun Ziwei twisted his body like a maggot and said excitedly, "Then you must not have heard that Xiaomi's technical manager is also named Chen Mo, the same as you. Isn't that a coincidence?"

The bright smile disappeared. Sun Ziwei looked at the 2 yuan on the table, and then looked at the corners of the other party's mouth that were harder to suppress than an AK47. He had a vague ominous premonition.

".unfortunately."

(End of this chapter)