v3 Chapter 475： Red envelope

On January 15th, Taifeng Building was the last day it opened. All the staff of Taifeng Building are like students who are on vacation without taking the final exam. Everyone's face is filled with happy and cheerful smiles, and the whole restaurant exudes the cheerful atmosphere of vacation.

This happiness also infected Han Guishan, who was already suffering from the last day of business of Taifeng Building. When Han Guishan left Taifeng Building with dozens of pickled dumplings packed at noon, he also had a happy smile on his face. Han Youxin, with a sad look behind him, stood in stark contrast.

I believe that when the children of Han Youxin know that the dozens of pickled dumplings are not his share, the happy smile will return to his face.

At mid-afternoon, Jiang Feng took the time to go to the bank to pick up 8,888 yuan in cash, all of which were paper money, packed in red, and prepared to give the bulging red envelope to Ji Xia early the next day.

After the evening business ended, everyone did not leave by themselves, but stayed in the store waiting for Wang Xiulian to give everyone a red envelope.

Although it is not open during the Chinese New Year, Wang Xiulian feels that this new year's red envelope is still to be given, so it should be a good mood in advance.

The amount in each person's red envelope is different, ranging from several hundred to several thousand. The amount is set by Wang Xiulian, Fang Mei and two old men, according to everyone's usual work performance and long working hours. The new recruits have some losses. For example, Master Wang, Dong Shi and Dong Li only have 200 yuan in red envelopes, but the red envelopes are the same. Comrade Wang Xiulian bought them from the wholesale market.

The thickest red envelope among back kitchen employees is not Jiang Feng or Wu Minqi, but the weekday when they will leave home after starting the last day.

I have not been absent-minded during these weeks of the week. When I work every day, I work hard and earnestly. I do n’t say that I have used 10% of my strength, but I can do it with less. In the last half of the month, I was also taking Dong Shi very seriously, and did my best to not hide anything. It was also true for others. It was a question and answer, like the last half-month broadcast.

Wang Xiulian and the two old men agreed for a few days, and felt that although Zhou was not working, he still had to give him a big red envelope to make him a good impression of Taifeng Tower. After all, Comrade Wang Xiulian had detained Zhou in the past few months. The salary deduction is indeed a bit too much.

Everyone was happy when they received the red envelope. Even before the new year, they had to say Happy New Year, just like going home to the elders of the family to celebrate the New Year.

After Wang Xiulian finished sending the last red envelope, which is 666 yuan to Ji Xia, everyone was ready to disperse. Everyone is ready to go back for a good break and try their best to win the first prize at the annual meeting tomorrow.

Since ancient times, the emperor was harder than Emperor Ou. As long as the lottery at the annual meeting was good, he could make up for it even after deducting as much salary as usual.

Jiang Feng was about to go home with Wu Minqi, and turned around to see Zhou Shi, who was squatting at the door of Taifeng Building and smoking on the ground. Jiang Feng said to Wu Minqi that he was going to speak with Zhou Shi and asked Wu Minqi to wait for himself.

Wu Minqi nodded and waited for Jiang Feng at the intersection. Jiang Feng walked towards Zhou.

Smoking during the week, but the addiction is not very big, only occasionally when you are happy or upset, you will get a cigarette. Although he doesn't smoke much on weekdays, his posture of smoking is definitely an old cigarette gun, especially when he squats on the side of the road to smoke, which looks very similar to the little punk smoking in front of the school.

"I won't go back so late." Jiang Feng squatted down and faced Zhou Shi face to face.

"Go back after drawing this one," Zhou Shi said, "whether or not the young boss wants one."

"I don't smoke." Jiang Feng waved his hand. "My grandmother has a bad throat and chronic pharyngitis and can't smell smoke. My family doesn't smoke."

Zhou Shi laughed: "It's better not to smoke. I have always wanted to quit smoking and I can't quit. Fortunately, I don't have a heavy addiction and I won't be rejected."

During the week, he yanked two cigarettes and pressed them out: "It's so late, why can't the little boss go back?"

"It's not that you have to resign and return to your hometown. I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to talk to you in the future. Take the time to say a few more words in person." Jiang Feng laughed.

Silent during the week.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Zhou Shi, who did not pull down the zipper of the down jacket, involuntarily took a nap, stood up, and Jiang Feng stood up with him.

"Do you really want to go home and open a shop without considering staying?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I ca n’t stay if I want to stay. I called home and told my mom that I was going to die when I was going back to open the shop. Even the shop was rented. The deposit and rent were all paid. If I repent now, would n’t it be a loss? "Zhou Shi said," I haven't made a name for myself in Peiping for so many years. Although I saved a little money, I barely paid the house a down payment. I have neither my wife nor my girlfriend. It is time to go home and settle down. "

When talking about Zhou Feng, it is not good for Jiang Feng to say anything to keep him, but in the past few months, everyone ate melon and ate revolutionary friendship. When he wanted to resign and went home, he was reluctant.

"It's a pity. If you stay here to work on this momentum for two more years, you may be able to buy a full house when you return." Jiang Feng pretended to be sorry.

"There is no wife to buy a house full of money. My mother must be in a hurry to chase me across the city with a knife." Zhou Shi shook her head. "It's fine to go back. There are no famous shops in my house. I may go back for a while Ten years can mix up the name of a master. "

"By the way, the red envelope was quite thick today. The estimated amount is not small, thank you."

"Do n’t thank me. I do n’t have the right to set a red envelope. My red envelope does n’t have as much money as you do. The amount is set by my mother and my two grandpas. If you feel too much, the extra money It ’s a gift from our family to open your shop. Anyway, we wo n’t be able to go to your new store when it opens. ”Jiang Feng laughed.

He smiled during the week, took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked a cigarette: "Little boss, thank you."

"Thank you for taking care of this time."

"What little boss is he resigning from?"

"Although I have resigned, I have also submitted my resignation, but tomorrow's annual meeting is still going. Since the lottery is drawing, then of course I have to call the little boss again. It's the boss who pays the money." Zhou Shi took a deep breath and sideways Face went to spit out the smoke.

"It's getting late, and I should go back. To the little boss, would you like to disclose it, what is the jackpot for tomorrow's annual meeting?"

"If you don't know tomorrow, if I tell you now, if you look forward to the day without picking up tomorrow, wouldn't it be annoying at that time?" Jiang Feng turned around and waved his hand toward the week, "I'm no better than you I can sleep late tomorrow, and I will take Xia Xia to go shopping tomorrow. "

She smiled during the week, did not speak any more, looked up at the signboard of Taifeng Building, extinguished and just smoked two cigarettes, and left.

The figure was full of sorrow.

Jiang Feng met Wu Minqi at the intersection.

"How?" Wu Minqi asked ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I didn't move, I still have to go home. I rented the shops all week. If I say two months earlier, I can still move. "Jiang Feng said.

"You can't move even two months ago. Brother Zhou is also very good to go home. He is not suitable to stay in Peiping." Wu Minqi took Jiang Feng's hand and walked forward. "Tomorrow will accompany Xia Xia to buy on the street. Did you take the money? "

"Take it, put it on the porch, but now I am a little worried that this little Nizi will give her so much money at one time. This little Nizi will mess up." Jiang Feng's old father's tone.

"Xia Xia let her spend whatever she loves. Even if she buys more than 100 chocolate pie, she has to eat it or take it home, right?" Wu Minqi laughed.

"Also, anyway, she is almost going to celebrate the New Year. She buys whatever she wants. Xia Xia can't recharge the game without a mobile phone, and she can't spend any money." Jiang Feng echoed.

The two moved forward side by side. Even though the streets were as deserted as in the past, they seemed to have a little more flavor.

Chinese New Year is coming soon.