Chapter 212： Earn money by pinching your fingers

Chapter 212 It is better to make money by pinching fingers

Suizi did not use her real name as before.

I took a pseudonym, which is—

"Tie Luobo, listen, is this the name of a serious person? This author is not a joke!" Fan Hua cursed.

Yu Jingting narrowed his eyes, huh, did Carrot provoke him?

"Tingzi, help me analyze and analyze, who is this? The newspaper also said that this is a mysterious submission, and no one except the editor-in-chief knows who it is."

Oh, the newspaper also has his people? Yu Jingting wrote down this message.

"Whoever wrote this report—"

When Suizi was writing, he was standing by the side and gnawing on a big radish. He had already seen it.

But no matter how many times he watched it, he felt that his wife was too talented.

Look at this wording, look at this unsloppy way of writing, Lu Xun would call him an expert.

"See what?"

"People didn't mention your name, didn't tell you your surname, didn't announce your ID number, why are you so excited?"

"Okay, you can't see anything, you can go to Director Li in the office, he will apply for you, and you will go back after finishing the job. I will come to you later if I have something to do."

Fan Hua waved his hands irritably, feeling disappointed with Jingting, but also a little relieved.

He thinks that Yu Jingting has a simple mind and well-developed limbs. It is best to use such a person.

Suizi's report did not directly write about Fan Hua, but the spicy words pointed at the tobacco company.

Anyone with a little bit of brain can guess that the workshop director is just an idiot.

I don’t know if this matter will affect his subsequent development.

Fan Hua stared at the newspaper with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

It's best not to let him know who this hateful iron carrot is.

"That's right." Yu Jingting turned back, "My wife made pickles, do you want it?"

"No!" Fan Hua disliked it.

These ignorant rural people, who give gifts of such unappealable things, deserve to be the bottom of their lives.

"Oh, then don't regret it." Yu Jingting raised the corners of his mouth.

He originally wanted to send spicy dried radish made by Suizi, as a hint to Fan Hua.

But this guy self-righteously refused, and he couldn't receive the hint.

Yu Jingting went straight to the office with a cigarette in his mouth. The director of the office stuffed the cigarette and served tea and water, knowing that it was through the relationship of the factory director.

Yu Jingting got over his addiction to being a master. He entered the factory empty-handed, and came out with a plastic bag full of cigarettes.

Fan Hua didn't know until Jing Ting left.

The street slipper used his name to ask the office director to lead him to the workshop.

Like the emperor of the earth, he enjoyed the "tribute" from all directions.

Fan Hua's nose almost turned out of breath.

Yu Jingting was recruited because he wanted to have more thugs.

As a result, this kid first received a round of gifts on his territory. What is this called, a fox pretends to be a tiger?

Fan Hua didn't know that the term "fake tiger prestige" doesn't apply to Jing Ting.

The fox is fake, but the tiger is real.

Yu Jingting, who came out of the tobacco factory with a big bag, looked up at the sky.

In the night school office, there were bursts of crying.

"Don't cry, there will be people coming to sign up in a while."

Zhang Yuee had been persuading her for a long time, but Wang Mengmeng refused to listen, and lay down on the table crying.

Wang Mengmeng was scolded by the principal the day before yesterday, and felt that she was unlucky, so don't let the unlucky ones go.

Certainly the unfortunate letter played a role.

Hearing someone discussing that canned peaches can ward off disasters, she took out the small treasury she had hidden for a long time.

Store several cans of canned food.

Now the cans are stacked under her bed, and this morning's newspaper is spread out on the table.

He reminded her ruthlessly that she bought those cans for nothing.

The pain of losing money made Wang Mengmeng even more convinced that it was the letter that made her unhappy.

Crying all the way until now.

The night school has just received a notice, and another factory is sending its employees to study.

A large number of students will come to report soon, Wang Mengmeng is crying like a silly roe deer, Zhang Yuee is worried that she will not be able to do it alone.

Standing on the sidelines to persuade her, the more she persuaded Wang Mengmeng, the more enthusiastic she became.

Wang Mengmeng cried for a while and then complained to Zhang Yuee, calling Zhang Yuee lazy, scolding her for being too thoughtful, and scolding her for not wanting to work.

Zhang Yue'e is dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, and can't tell the pain.

Ever since she came to work, Wang Mengmeng was lazy whenever she could. Zhang Yuee helped her with a lot of work, and now she has a reputation of being "lazy with a lot of eyes".

"Yue'e, tidy up, the superiors will come over to check later."

Suizi came over, and with just one sentence, Wang Mengmeng, who was crying sadly, was scared to stop crying.

"Superior leader? Where? From the Education Bureau?" Wang Mengmeng straightened up instantly.

I can't even think about crying, so I can't wait to ask Suizi.

"Anyway, the official is not small, and it must have an impact on your work—Wang Mengmeng, if you are in a bad mood, ask for leave and let Yue'e watch."

Wang Mengmeng rolled her eyes, and the leader wanted to come to check, so Zhang Yuee couldn't be given the opportunity to perform.

"I can do it, I'm fine, I'm going to work now." Wang Mengmeng wiped away her tears, and Mou Zujin wanted to perform well in front of the leader.

The lightest job thrown to Zhang Yue'e, she buried herself in the pile of files, and did what she was least willing to do on weekdays, looking like a positive and good employee.

Zhang Yuee looks at the tassel, what?

Suizi winked at her with a hint of naughtiness.

Zhang Yuee seemed to understand something, Suizi was the best.

No wonder he became a director at this age. She is convinced by this level of management.

To deal with Wang Mengmeng, an employee who works hard in front of the leader and is lazy when the leader can't see it, this is how to deal with her.

Suizi finished Wang Mengmeng, and went back to her office to draw pictures leisurely.

She wanted to make clothes for Jiao Jiao, so she borrowed a book on clothing from the library, and made a layout according to the above.

According to Jiao Jiao's height ratio, calculate what Jiao Jiao will wear together, and then draw it on large paper.

Turn back and let my mother-in-law cut it according to this, and find someone with a sewing machine to make it.

Jiaojiao is the prettiest boy in the school.

Not only Jiaojiao, Suizi also secretly studied the size of Wang Cuihua, and also drew a map for her mother-in-law. Sister Wang gave too much cloth, and her mother-in-law could do it.

Suizi is very satisfied with her current family atmosphere.

Both mother-in-law and sister-in-law like her, but no matter how good the relationship is, it needs to be maintained on a daily basis. No one takes their own kindness for granted, and the relationship can only last if it comes and goes.

Wang Mengmeng didn't understand this simple truth.

She feels that everyone in the unit should treat her well unconditionally, and whoever has a problem with her is a bad person.

Just because of Suizi's words about having a leader, Wang Mengmeng showed her greatest enthusiasm since she joined the work, and worked hard all day.

It was almost time to get off work, and I didn't see any leaders, and my arms were so tired that I couldn't lift them up.

In their work, they are so bored that they can cut their hair and play with it when they are free. When they are busy, they don’t even have time to drink a sip of water. Today is the most tiring day.

"Director, didn't you say that there is a leader? Where is the leader?"

"Leader," Suizi smiled meaningfully when she saw the figure outside the window.

If Yu Jingting saw this smile here, he would definitely say that his wife is going to throw her pockets out again, routines, all routines!

(end of this chapter)