I don't want to be a god

Chapter 217 Years

Tan Sheng lowered his head subconsciously, thinking silently in his heart.

Mr. Guo can't see me.

Mr. Guo can't see me.

Mr. Guo can't see me.

"Hey, Old Tan." Guo Changge smiled, "Do you want to travel again?"

"I……"

As soon as Tan Sheng uttered a word, a colleague interrupted: "Mr. Guo, Xiao Tan likes to travel very much. When I came back last time, I said that I will win another round next time!"

Tan Sheng said, "I'm not..."

A colleague interrupted again: "Yes, yes, we are all old, and we have experienced all the scenery that we should have experienced. Give the opportunity to young people!"

Tan Sheng felt that he didn't know them anymore. Is this still a friendly colleague who loved each other and got along well in the past? He actually spoke against his conscience because he didn't want to travel!

Guo Changge feels that the harmonious style of painting in the game department is very abnormal.

The employees of other companies who have won the travel award are not happy. Why is my company so strange?

Guo Changge thought about it, but he still didn't specify, let them smoke it themselves!
After giving the order, a lottery box was brought up.

There are a bunch of red envelopes inside, except for one with Guo Changge's photo, the others are all [-] yuan.

After all, the lottery can't let others draw for nothing!
The employees of the game department came forward to draw a lottery with a little trepidation.

Wen Fang walked up, put his hand into the lottery box calmly, and took it out tremblingly.

As soon as I opened it and saw that it was 100 yuan, my whole expression instantly relaxed.

Old, not like young people, travel is terrible!Doesn't he like lying at home watching movies and TV shows?

The employees of the game department came up one by one to draw a lottery.

Because Tan Sheng was the youngest, he ranked last.

He prayed in his heart that the people in front of him would quickly draw the travel prizes, but they all ended up with hundred-dollar bills.

Soon, there were only two people left. The colleague in front of Tan Sheng took a deep look back at Tan Sheng, and tremblingly drew out a red envelope.

Everyone was attracted by the red envelope, and Tan Sheng stared at him even more.

Colleagues were obviously also very nervous, opening the red envelopes very slowly, Tan Sheng's whole body was tense, his mouth was dry.

The colleague stuck his finger into the red envelope.

He looked happy.

A hundred-dollar bill was drawn out.

Tan Sheng's face turned pale, what kind of luck is this, why is it still him?

The girl at the front desk was about to take away the lottery box, but Tan Sheng stopped her.

He felt that someone might be plotting against him.

Maybe this box is full of hundred yuan red envelopes.

"I want to smoke."

This was Tan Sheng's power, and no one tried to stop it.

Tan Sheng stretched out his hand and touched it.

There was really only one red envelope left.

Tan Sheng took it out.

After opening it, a handsome photo of Guo Changge fell into Tan Sheng's hands.

Depend on!Tan Sheng burst into a foul language in his heart.

Now he can't wait to throw this photo on the ground and grind his feet hard.

Of course, this is not aimed at Mr. Guo, but completely against this matter.

Tan Sheng felt that this luck was too good, winning twice in a row, it would be great if he won the lottery, no matter how bad it was, he would be lucky to draw SSr alone!
Guo Changge also felt that this incident was a bit unbelievable.

Could it be that Wen Fang and the others bribed the girl at the front desk and did something?
But this matter has already been drawn out in the public, so it is not easy to regret it.

Tan Sheng obviously understood this truth, kept himself smiling, and went up to bring back the grand prize.

When he came back, his colleagues were congratulating him, but the words sounded as uncomfortable as cursing himself.

This matter has come to an end, and the annual meeting will continue.

This year's annual meeting is not only larger in scale, but the benefits of Fanke's distribution are also greater.

Under the ideological guidance of the boss Guo Changge, the company will not treat these employees badly.

After the money was distributed, all Science Fiction employees went home happily.

I have become more and more determined to work in Science Fiction all the time.

There is no company in the Shanghai stock market that pays better than Fanke. If it weren't for Fanke's infrequent recruitment, the office building of Fanke might be overcrowded very early.

After the annual meeting, Guo Changge and Chen Guo were arrested by Liu Wen and Ma Yumei. Of course, Chen Gong and Guo Minyuan were also young men.

Chen Gong is rarely busy at the end of the year, so he comes to buy New Year's goods with his family.

It's just that the size of the family has doubled this year.

A group of people walking on the street felt quite subtle.

In fact, in the 21st century, what people usually eat is no worse than the Spring Festival, and now celebrating the Spring Festival is just a celebration.

After a few days of tossing around, Liu Wen and Ma Yumei bought a bunch of new year's goods for home.

After storing all the food in the freezer, the family began to decorate the villa.

Ma Yumei usually likes to decorate the villa, so that the villa will not look empty and more popular.

Guo Changge held a big red lantern and hung it on the high roof by a ladder.

Chen Guo was holding red stickers and pasting her around.

Not long after, the entire villa turned into a sea of ​​red. Fortunately, this red is softer, so it won't look too dazzling in the room.

"Sister Liu, it's so late, you, brother and Xiao Guo are staying here tonight, right?"

"No, we'll go back after the meeting."

Ma Yumei continued: "I have to ask you to help tomorrow morning, this is too much trouble for you."

Under Ma Yumei's reasonable persuasion, Liu Wen reluctantly agreed to stay.

Fortunately, there were enough rooms in the villa, so Ma Yumei and Chen Guo quickly tidied up the rooms.

This year, the two families plan to live together.

It's done well, and it looks very lively.

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, commonly known as "Xiao Nian", the day when "The Stove King goes to heaven", I don't have much impression of other customs. The only thing Guo Changge remembers is eating stove candy.

When I was a child, I liked to eat this food the most. It was sweet and sticky. Every time I ate it, I felt like I would stick my teeth off.

Now that he has grown up, Guo Changge also wants to eat a piece of stove candy.

It has to be said that expensive stove sugar has expensive quality.

The sweetness is moderate and the stickiness is just right.

Sugar is not as sweet as possible, everything must have a degree.

Exceeding this degree, the deliciousness will become unpalatable.

According to the normal Spring Festival customs, from the day of the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, there are some sayings every day, such as cleaning on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, making tofu on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, and killing pigs on the 26th.
Why this custom is, is already unknown.

These customs are now integrated into everything. It can be regarded as taking the essence and removing the dross, which can save everyone a lot of time.

After a few days of bustle and bustle, the days have finally advanced to the New Year's Eve.

Guo Changge remembered that the last Chinese New Year was in Lingfeng City, but this year it was in Shanghai Stock Market, and it was still in a big villa.

Eat dumplings, watch the Spring Festival Gala, wait for the bell to ring, and the new year will come as promised.

(End of this chapter)