Ginger Flower

"It doesn't matter if this business is entrusted to you. If this business can run successfully, the position of department manager of the sales department will be yours." The general manager said softly.

Jiang Hua nodded, took the documents, and when he walked to the door, he looked back at the position of the general manager, with a sly look in his eyes.

The desired position is not department manager.

"Hello, Mr. Wang? How do you think about the case I talked to you last time? All right, let's make an appointment for an interview this afternoon."

Jiang Hua spoke in a teasing voice, which sounded very warm, as if basking in the sun.But his face was filled with impatience, frowning and pursing his lips.

This old woman has to go outside to talk about a case, and she has to deal with nonsensical things.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hua stretched.

By the way, car insurance.

Jiang Hua took the phone and called, but the call was hung up as soon as the call was made.

"..."

Such a big temper?Jiang Hua raised her eyebrows and threw the phone aside.

"Cong Shen! This time you are at the bottom of the list again! Are you embarrassed?!"

The manager yelled at the front, and Cong Shen shrank his neck. Just as he was about to admit his mistake, he heard the phone ringing, so he quickly picked up the phone and gave the manager a flattering smile.

After a while, Jiang Hua received a text message.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't get your call just now. It seems a bit rash to call now... So, what can I help you with?"

Jiang Hua laughed, stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket, took the briefcase and walked out.

You aired me for 2 minutes, and I aired you for two days.

Jiang Hua played cards with so-called Boss Wang's friends in the hotel for almost the early morning before Boss Wang signed the contract.

Jiang Hua booked a few rooms for them, applauded the special service and went out with a briefcase.

It's almost time, Jiang Hua didn't bother to take a taxi when she saw that she was close to home, so she wandered home alone.

The street lights were so bright that the surrounding grass and leaves seemed to glow.Countless moths were flying around under the lamp, making Jiang Hua a little nauseous.

Not long after Jiang Hua left, a black suspicious object fell on the side of the road.If it fell to the side, Jiang Hua would leave without squinting.But he fell in the middle of the road.Then Jiang Hua was thinking about whether to step over and walk away, or go around the garden.

The black suspicious object suddenly moved, then stood upright, ran towards Jiang Hua, and rushed over.

Jiang Hua lifted the briefcase, kicked it away when the object flew over, and hit the left side of the object with the briefcase.

"Well……"

Jiang Hua stopped and looked at the falling object again.

people?

Jiang Hua didn't think he was a kind person, but after signing the contract today, he was in a good mood, so he sighed and stuffed the briefcase into the suspicious object, then lifted him up and carried him on his shoulder, and walked home step by step .

When he arrived at home, Jiang Hua didn't want to let the thing lie on the carpet, so he put it on the dining table and turned on the light to see it clearly.

A long piano bag that looks like a guqin is full of a person.

The long hands and long legs are crowded together, looking very aggrieved.

Jiang Hua felt uncomfortable for him, and went to the kitchen to get scissors to cut open the piano bag.As soon as I got the scissors, I felt a coldness on my neck.

Looking down, a table knife was pressed against his fragile neck.

"Sir, is this your attitude towards your savior?" Jiang Hua put down the scissors and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

The man behind said softly: "...Where is this?"

Jiang Hua raised her eyebrows and wanted to turn around, but the knife went a little deeper into her neck.

Hating the feeling that the initiative is not in her own hands, Jiang Hua chuckled and gave her address.

The man was silent for a while, Jiang Hua stepped on the man's toes suddenly, grabbed the hand on the neck and pulled it out, and a crisp click sound was clearly heard from the anti-joint.

Jiang Hua turned around, played with the table knife in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him whose left hand was completely dislocated.

……

General manager?

Why are they wrapped into rice dumplings and thrown around?

The general manager obviously recognized that this is the company's new manager Jiang, so his face became even worse.

"If you want to go, you can go now." Jiang Hua was not curious, she finished speaking slowly, and put the medicine box on the dining table.

The general manager bowed his head in silence, twisted the joints of his left hand with some difficulty with his right hand, and slowly took off the black T-shirt after his left hand was able to move.

Jiang Hua put on the rubber gloves in the medicine box. The general manager, who seemed to be of unknown origin, was also of unknown origin. If he was contaminated with dirty things, he would be at a loss.

The general manager didn't say much when he saw this, and turned around to reveal his muscular back and the blood hole on his shoulder.

The bullet was embedded in the bone and did not pass through, and the general manager lost more and more blood.

After Jiang Hua saw the general manager's injury, he regretted that he saved this man who might get into gangs today.

After taking out the bullet with tweezers, Jiang Hua helped the general manager wrap the bandage.

The general manager moved his shoulders, a little unaccustomed to wearing gauze close-fitting, and said, "Are you very skilled?"

Jiang Hua rolled her eyes and said, "None of your business."

Jiang Hua threw all the bloody things into the trash can and said: "You can choose whether to sleep on the sofa or the guest room. You'd better be gone when I wake up tomorrow. Do you know what I mean?"

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, she went back to her room, took off her clothes, took a shower, and went to bed.

He didn't pay much attention to the bomb sleeping peacefully in his living room.

After waking up the next day, Jiang Hua saw that the messy living room from yesterday had been neatly tidied up. There were several stacks of breakfast and a stack of banknotes on the dining table.

a stack.

Jiang Hua looked at the blood-stained money and counted it with a frown. It was about 2 yuan, not a serial number.

Fuck...what on earth does the general manager do...

The author has something to say: I smoked yesterday (???_??)?

I wrote a meat slag and got locked, sorry! !

Three more today (?????)

Let's see if the new character general manager hooked up with Xiao Jianghua successfully (???_??)?