The company held a buffet party at the end of the year. The dishes were cold, the wine was red, and the prizes were IPHONE, SONY and Hainan tour. After the situation gradually opened, the atmosphere became lively.

The female staff went up and danced to nobody, with short skirts, boots, and pointing fingers; the male staff wore ties on their heads, and danced to Micheal's Beatit, snapping their fingers, splitting their thighs, and flicking their heads.Because it is a company with only thirty or so people, everyone is familiar with it and they are very open-minded.

Gradually, the climax is coming, and of course the finale is to mess with the boss, and let it out by the way.

Feng Tao was thrown onto the stage first. He is the vice president, more close to the people, and he is also the one who can attract others. Everyone hopes that after him, the big boss can also "forced by the situation" to perform.

Feng Tao drank a lot of wine just now. Some people respected him, and some blocked Zong Yuheng. At this time, he had already taken off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and his tie was loosely hung on his collar. When he smiled, his eyes became more obvious. small.He has no airs like this, so he yelled and asked him to do this and that, and he got a mop pole from who knows where to make him jump on the pole.

Feng Tao took the microphone, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and said, "Everyone is so happy today, so I will sing a song for you."

The people at the bottom pretended to be crazy with the help of wine and refused to let him dance. He still smiled and said steadily: "I think everyone will love the song I sang. Because it is said to be a divine comedy."

The following were all shocked, with applause and slogans.

Feng Tao smiled and pressed his hands quite calmly to signal everyone to be quiet, then cleared his throat and began to sing.

"Sell my love and force me to leave

When I finally knew the truth, my tears fell

betrayed my love you owed a debt of conscience

No matter how much affection you give, you can never buy it back

At the beginning it was you who wanted to separate, separate, separate

Now I'm going to coax me back with true love

Love is not something you can sell if you want to buy it

let me break free let me know let go of your love"

In fact, Feng Tao's singing is not very good, a little bit out of tune, a passionate song, he sings it like a horse.But because the appearance of the Divine Comedy itself is a brilliant event, the audience supported it regardless of whether it sounds good or not, so that the singer's emotions were a little mobilized at the end. He can sell that sentence, he suddenly made a fist and yelled it explosively, successfully eliciting a series of screams and riots.

Everyone loves to see the boss showing off his ugly behavior occasionally, so that they feel that the boss is also a human being and has humanity.

Feng Tao doesn't mind giving his employees a little bit of benefits during the New Year's Eve, not to mention that a song is not a piece of meat, so it doesn't matter.

Before he got off the stage, the first person to eat crab started shouting "Zong Zong! Zong Zong!"

No matter how hot the scene was, Zong Yuheng always sat at the chairman of the first table, with a cold attitude, as if he just accidentally walked into the wrong room, and then watched a farce casually.

But the heroic spirit of Jiu Zhuang, coupled with the fact that the law does not blame the crowd, at this time, the subordinates who will look at their faces at this time also went smoothly and shouted in tune with the rhythm, "Mr. Zong, come one! Mr. Zong, come one!"

Zong Yuheng was a little impatient, and almost wanted to stand up and leave this place mercilessly.But he was considered a social person, and it was at his company's party, so it was necessary to take into account a little common sense.

Feng Tao also came down from the stage and whispered to him: "It's better to save face at this time, it's good for you and the company."

Zong Yuheng naturally knew that what he said was right, he just hated this kind of meaningless hustle and bustle, but unfortunately the boss is also a victim of the system at this time, and he cannot be exempted from it.So he sighed, stood up, buttoned the middle button of his suit, and walked onto the stage without a mess.

He made his customary remarks, but not enough to get away with it, and people began to ask him to show his skills.

He thought for a while, then raised Mike again and said, "At the end of the year, I will give each of you another red envelope, and it will be my gift to everyone today."

The people below applauded desperately, and shouted: "I want the bonus! I want the show! I want the show! I want to listen!"

Still didn't get through.

Zong Yuheng adjusted his glasses and said helplessly, "Then I will sing a song for you too, a French song 'ENCOREUNOFOIS'."

When the scene cooled down, he began to sing——

"J'aijamaisvud'amourfragilej'aitoujoursdonnetouttouteseuleauboutdemoi

j't'envoiecesquelquesmotsMoijesuiscellequis'estperdue..."

His voice is very good, I don’t know if it’s the melody itself or the way of interpretation, it sounds a bit different, like telling a story with twists and turns in a low voice, he is really here to sing rather than to satisfy some people’s funny habit of.

However, because of his refusal to "submit", the song ended. Although everyone was impressed by his talent, they did not intend to let him go.

The masses expressed that they would let the two bosses perform another show together.

Zong Yuheng couldn't get off the stage, and Feng Tao was thrown onto the stage again. The two looked at each other passively.

To be honest, the two of them had been prepared so far.What about the year-end dinner? It would be hard for them not to practice a program in advance to defend themselves in their position, but the two of them never thought about it together.

So they fell further into the trap, and someone took out the apples that had been prepared earlier, with a red thread tied to them, and said that the boss and the vice president would play and bite the apples.

The host Xiao Zhang tied a small bench and volunteered to stand between the two of them, holding the microphone in one hand and holding the red apple high in the other, and said happily: "The big red apple is round and round, who wants to bite into it?" Who will try it first! Come on! Let us wait and see who is the winner in life, Mr. Feng or Mr. Zong!"

Zong Yuheng squinted at Xiao Zhang from the corner of his eyes, which was a sign of his anger, but Xiao Zhang drank half a bottle of wine specially before going on stage, and it was the time when he was being cowardly, so he didn't pee at him at all.

So Zong Yuheng cast dissatisfied and reprimanded eyes on the opposite side, but Feng Tao just smiled helplessly.

laugh!Laugh at your sister!Zong Yuheng's forehead was throbbing with veins, he didn't want to play this stupid game with Feng Tao!Although he is not very familiar with the vulgar folk customs, it seems that he also knows that this is a set that was done when the bridal chamber was in the countryside... Could there be some conspiracy in it? ——Thinking of this, Zong Yuheng pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Feng Tao with extreme distrust and suspicion.

However, Feng Tao seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and instead persuaded him in a low voice: "I have prayed for 24 prayers, and I am not short of the last trembling. Make them happy, and they will make you more money in the future, which is very cost-effective. "

Zong Yuheng hesitated for a moment. He knew that his evaluation among the employees was too harsh, and it wasn't that he didn't want to repair his image, but at this point he was a bit beyond the bottom line. The strength to make money can be thrown away.

The unbeaten red apple went up and down and hooked the two of them to nibble. Feng Tao suddenly stepped forward with a smile and took a bite. Xiao Zhang slyly lifted it up and refused to bite.But what Zong Yuheng saw in his eyes was Feng Tao's face that suddenly approached, he hid back in shock, and the discussion below was turbulent.At this time, Zong Yuheng would not be able to get angry any longer. His anger would definitely be drowned in the sea of ​​joy of the crowd and turn into foam.

Feng Tao bit his mouth meaningly, then stretched out his hand to reach down the apple, and took a bite. Everyone condemned him for fouling, but that was the meaning, don't go too far, and sent them off the stage with coaxing laughter.

For the rest of the time, the big boss Zong Yuheng's complexion has never been better. Everyone pretended not to know and continued to play all kinds of unimaginable joyful games. They didn't ask about his anger and let him get angry seriously.Only the second boss, Feng Tao, was at his side, still eating the apple just now loyally and calmly, and after he took a few bites, he handed the remaining half to Zong Yuheng with a gloomy face, wanting to share it with him , was rejected very coldly and arrogantly.

Zong Yuheng squinted at him, said coldly: "What do you mean?!" Then he got up and left without mercy.

Feng Tao followed behind him, calmly eating the apple until only one core remained.

Zong Yuheng, who had already walked into the bathroom, saw the tail in the big mirror and felt inexplicably irritated. He turned around and said angrily, "There is no end! Do I have to follow me to the bathroom? What do you mean?"

Feng Tao threw the apple core into the trash can, walked to the sink, washed his hands calmly, and said relaxedly, "I'm here to wash my hands. I don't want to follow you."

Zong Yuheng hugged his shoulders and looked at him coldly: "Do you think this is interesting?"

Feng Tao knew that his young master's temper was irritated today, but if his subordinates teased him, he basically overreacted. After all, isn't Master Zong like this.

Feng Tao persuaded him kindly: "Actually, you don't need to take this matter too seriously. They are just joking. The management of the boss should be more humane, and when it is time to be easy-going, be easy-going."

Zong Yuheng snorted: "That didn't happen at your behest just now, did it? What kind of rotten apple is that?"

"How could it be?" Feng Tao smiled weakly, "How could I design myself."

Zong Yuheng looked him up and down with a very distrustful look, and said coldly, "I think you're having a good time."

Feng Tao said: "There is a saying, life is like rape, if you can't resist, you have to enjoy it. In that scene, we can't resist. Thinking about it from another angle, it's actually nothing. Everyone's thoughts are also very simple, just for fun. Heh. You are thinking too much."

Zong Yuheng pushed his glasses and sighed a little bit annoyed, "It's better if I think too much, and don't bother me with messy things in the future. It's annoying enough." Then he left Feng Tao and walked to the urinal .

Unexpectedly, Feng Tao also followed, Zong Yuheng couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at him: "Hey! You are enough! Didn't you plan to share the time to go to the bathroom! Get out of here!"

Feng Tao couldn't hold back his face when he yelled at him, and said awkwardly: "Oh. Then you use it slowly." Then he turned and walked out, feeling a little dissatisfied—in fact, he really wanted to go to the bathroom, and he just drank too much. With less alcohol, the circulatory system has completed a large and small week, and it is time to release water.But Master Zong yelled at him, wanting to return him a piece of clean peeing sky.So Feng Tao, the farmer's son, could only bear with it and quit.

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