Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

It took Jiang Yan most of the day to sign off the signatures, and after the meeting was over, he repeated "our company is really doomed" three hundred times in his mind.

It’s okay for the employees to paddle, the management of the whole company is messed up from top to bottom, and the flow of funds is not clear. The left arm and the right leg are probably taken by the original owner to support Internet celebrities everywhere, and they can’t find it. , I can't take it back.

The most disturbing thing was that there was no one to arrange the schedule. Jiang Yan recalled the fluffy secretary boy just now, and suddenly his eyes felt phantom pain.

... The boss he imagined is not like this, God knows how sad he is!

Without hesitation, Jiang Yan immediately made a decision. He took the lead in replacing the young secretary, and then slipped Bie Leti, who was the only one in the company who could do things, as an assistant.

He leaned down on the table again and conscientiously looked at the financial report documents that no one had read before, and suddenly the office door was knocked open again.

"Boss—" Chang'e, the secretary, rushed over like flying to the moon, with a desolate and melodious voice, which could go on and on for three days: "Did I do something wrong? Why did you ask me to go to the front desk?"

Jing Shi pulled Bie Le, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, he gritted his teeth and said, "You still said you have no plans for him!"

Bie Le, who was pulled into the air, said with a sad face, "I, I'm here to report."

Jiang Yan: "..."

One day if the door really breaks down, he will have to pay ten times the money to compensate for the mental damage he suffered.

In order, Jiang Yan first dialed the internal number to ask someone to get the spirited boy away. He said earnestly: "You are not wrong, it's just that you took the wrong position before."

The former secretary was very reluctant to take this job: "It's just a schedule, I can learn and do it!"

"No need." Jiang Yan encouraged him with his eyes: "Believe in yourself, gold will always shine."

The young man was stunned by a pot of old chicken soup on the spot.

In fact, Jiang Yan didn't directly fire him, it was enough of his benevolence, the young man was paid several times higher than the average secretary's salary, the original owner came to the company twice a month, it was like a red rain, and the money was too easy to earn.

Next, Jiang Yan turned to Bie Le.

"The schedule is ready." Bie Le said to him seriously: "Boss, but our company hasn't cooperated recently."

"This is something the boss has to worry about, as long as you do your job well." Jiang Yan continued to cheer him up with his eyes: "Very good, you did a good job!"

Bie Le still looked sad, but her ears were slightly red.

last person.

Jing Shi folded his hands and looked down at him with anger in his eyes.

He was indifferent to what happened to Jiangyan before, but this time his bottom line was touched, and he would not let it go without a reasonable explanation.

Jiang Yan looked at himself, he wanted to see how this person would explain.

"...If I remember correctly, the contract is not over yet, so I'm still your boss?" Jiang Yan smiled slightly at him:

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

When the driver waited diligently for the young master to get off work at noon, he discovered that Jing Shi rushed out of the company door angrily wearing a mask, and the young master hadn't followed behind.

He felt a little unbelievable.

After all, everyone in the circle knows that Jiang Yan's love for Jingshi is dead set. For several years, he has asked for money for money and resources for resources. Too much.

But what people in the circle didn't know was that Jing Si hadn't even touched the original owner's hand for so long, he thought it was dirty and disgusting.

Jiang Yan cocked his legs and listened to the trembling voices of the heads of various departments reporting on their work, while recalling the plot, and felt that there was something to the logic of the scene.

The original owner did have a problem with his life style. He believed that sex and love should be separated, and while supporting a starlet, he also stalked the situation. He didn’t accept it. It’s normal; but while holding the money and resources with peace of mind, he abandoned the original owner as if shoe……

Isn't this the standard way to set up a memorial archway when you become a duck?

Hey, and the duck hasn't been taken yet.

The original owner was completely out of money to find favors, Jiang Yan felt that from the perspective of a worker, could this be called a financial owner?

This is completely a money-spreading boy!It is still the kind of professional poverty alleviation. With this skill, the road from Litang, Sichuan to Lhasa can be repaired.

When it was time to get off work, Jiang Yan said, "Okay."

Listening to their work report is nothing less than torture.

Starving, he's going home for dinner.

When he walked out of the gate, the driver had already opened the car door for him. Jiang Yan sat in and was still thinking about the company, when he heard a soft voice from the front: "Young Master, Master Jing just went out, do you want to chase him?"

Jiang Yan was a little confused: "Why are you chasing him?"

"Master Jing looks very angry." The driver boldly advised: "The last time I saw him like this, you bought a lot of presents to coax him back."

"Don't pay attention to him." Jiang Yan thought to himself that the scene was indeed a scam, so he said helplessly, "What kind of young master is he? Don't call him that next time."

Driver: "The ones in Baima O are also called young masters."

Jiang Yan: "...I told you not to mention this!!"

The driver shut up at the speed of light, and the car started smoothly, carrying Jiangyan back.

Jiang Yan turned on the phone, clicked on WeChat, canceled Jingshi's top chat box, and then slipped the chat box of the new assistant Bie Le to the top, and then added the contact information of the celebrities and small Internet celebrities in the list one by one. delete.

After all, he was just a solo best-selling author before he crossed time, and he couldn't accept this aspect of the life of the boss.

But now it's dinner time.Jiang Yan, a low-sighted citizen, was full of anticipation for the upcoming lunch.

Cooker, rise up!

At lunch time, there were five people sitting at the table, and Jiang Yan's cheap father also came. He took a quick look and found that he was a middle-aged man with a solemn demeanor and a serious face.

Very daddy.

Inside the delicate and clear round dish, there are gorgeous but delicate food dotted like decorations, all of which are full of color, fragrance, and exude the smell of expensive money at first glance.

Jiang Miao on the opposite side rolled her big eyes again visibly with the naked eye. Jiang Yan couldn't get angry at the beautiful girl, but she was a little worried about what to do if she couldn't turn back.

"Xiaoyan." The cheap father sitting at the top stopped, and everyone at the table stopped immediately.

Jiang Yan quickly chewed and swallowed the pasta: "What's wrong?"

Father Jiang seemed to know his whereabouts like the back of his hand, and asked, "Did you go to the company today?"

Jiang Yan nodded.

Jiang's father said again: "Your Uncle Li said that you went to work."

Uncle Li is the driver responsible for picking up Jiangyan, and he is considered a veteran after staying in Jiang's family for decades.

"That's right." Jiang Yan said seriously, "I will work hard in the future."

"Really?" Jiang Miao said, "I don't believe it."

Jiang Yan: "..."

What a kid!

Jiang's father was disturbed by such an interruption, and his originally relaxed expression became a little dumbfounded.

"If only you could do it."

"Where is Big Brother recently?" After a lonely meal, Jiang Yan suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the last person until now, "I haven't seen him for a long time."

Jiang Yichao said coldly, "You haven't seen him a few times, have you?"

Jiang Yan couldn't refute it after thinking about it, so he acted accordingly, his thick skin was so thick that Nuwa could use it to mend the sky: "After all, he is a brother whose blood is thicker than water..."

Jiang Peiliang, the eldest brother of the Jiang family, is not described much in the original book, but Jiang Yan remembers that the original owner was quite afraid of him for some reason, and it was Jiang Peiliang himself who kicked him out of the house in the end.

In this way, Jiang Peiliang's favorability is very important to him, so he must pretend to be obedient in front of his elder brother.

"Okay, eat yours." Father Jiang smoothed things over majestically from above: "Xiaoyan cares so much about Pei Liang, I will tell the truth. He seems to be on a business trip recently and will come back after a while."

Jiang Yan immediately followed the pole: "That's really a pity."

"You want big brother to wipe your butt for you again?" Jiang Miao frowned: "How many times have I told you that big brother will never help you."

"Really not." Jiang Yan straightened his body and said in a straight voice: "Is there a reason to miss my relatives? It's not good for you to think so."

Jiang Miao: "?"

Did she hear it right?

Under the suspicious eyes of the four people, Jiang Yan cheerfully stuffed the face into his mouth again.

delicious.

However, in the middle of the night, a certain door of this villa opened quietly, and a dark head protruded from it.

Jiang Yan looked left and right like a thief, and quietly slipped towards the gate.

On the brightly lit phone screen, there was a huge order for fried chicken from Group O.

I don't know if it's because he has too much appetite, but for today's lunch and dinner, if he didn't see the chef serving it, he would have thought it was the result of being shaken [-] times by the aunt in the university cafeteria in the back kitchen.

The takeaway boy on the other end of the phone seemed to be dazed by the road conditions in the villa area, and his voice was temporarily silent. Jiang Yan held his saliva and squatted patiently at the door, and finally heard a slight noise before fainting from hunger.

I'm coming!

He jumped three feet high, opened the door with an excited snap, and almost bumped into someone head-on.

Jiang Yan was startled for a moment, then looked up.

The tall man in this life can almost block the moonlight when standing in front of him; through a few rays of light that sneak over, he can vaguely see that beautiful and delicate face that is even somewhat indistinguishable.

The visitor frowned and looked down at him condescendingly, frowning slightly, with a hint of confirmation, he said coldly, "...Jiangyan?"

"It's me!" Jiang Yan finally came back to his senses, thinking that he really deserves to be Mary Su World, who even has such high requirements for food delivery, and quickly said: "It's so late now, it's really hard work for you."

After all, he held out his hand.

The visitor didn't answer, but his well-proportioned long eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and Jiang Yan somehow felt that there was something hidden under his expressionless face.

The two were silent for a moment, looking at each other, Jiang Yan raised his palm again with some hesitation.

The visitor said slowly, "You don't need to take it."

"Why don't you need me to take it?" Jiang Yan thought to himself that this takeaway boy could really joke: "Stop messing around, what about my takeaway?"

Only the bleak Night Breeze answered him.

"Why don't you talk? Where's my dick?" The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and Jiang Yan realized that something was wrong. He took a closer look and saw that the dark lump in the man's hand turned out to be a thin black briefcase.

Jiang Yan: "?"

Oh grass.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Didn't you still say you miss me in the afternoon?" Jiang Peiliang finally moved, glanced at him with dark eyes, turned and entered the door, and mocked:

"My brother whose blood is thicker than water."

His voice is deep and clear, like violin music, except that the words "blood is thicker than water" are very long.

Jiang Yan: "..."

He looked at the little yellow man who was running late in the distance, the real takeaway brother, and felt that he was slowly cracking apart at this moment.