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4. The law of the jungle

The law of the jungle.

The company emptys a deputy general position like losing a piece of fat in a pack of hungry wolves.

Our scheming of power struggles has intensified, and the grotesque nature of the human heart has played out in this war without smoke.

Viper in the back seat of the car, poison in the wine cup, inexcusable video.

Until the last minute, it was impossible to know who the final victory belonged to.

The law of the jungle of the weak is being performed without surprise in the bright offices of civilization…

One.

After Little Stu took over as Chairman, he took over the job in the first week, cutting off more than 20 people, and in the first week of the congress, he called the Vice-President Kim a dog, and Kim and his father, Stu, a naked friend, but he didn’t lose face. After a hard-on, let Kim pack up and get out of here. The man in his mid-50s, who was always known for being so thick, was once at the start of the company that the client pointed to his nose and said that your mother, Kim, was not angry and had a laugh at me and said that if you were interested in getting you a young man, you’d be able to break down the contract, and that’d often become a table talk. Kim was scolded for half an hour by Little Stu, but then he started to laugh, and then became pale, and heard that his head was sweaty, like he had just come out of a sauna, and he couldn’t even carry an old stick of oil like that.

After Kim left the company, everyone was in danger, there was a lot of noise in the usual office, and there were phone calls, yellow clips and women’s laughs, and now it’s like a primary school, and everyone’s staring at the computer screen, whether or not they were working, had to put on a focused look. I’m afraid I’ll let my little Szeto get away from work, like I’m holding my breath, waiting for someone else to start.

At the second opening of the Congress, little Stu made a smileful speech, expressing satisfaction at the enthusiasm of the work, with each being raised to a level of 5,000 for 4,000 and 10,000 for 8,000. There is also an employee incentive system, where everyone has a chance to be promoted once a month for good performance, and when you speak with your skills, and when you come to the point, little Stu will or will not look at the first of our three departments, and then says that the deputy director of the company is still empty and will be elected at next month’s Congress, and looks forward to your performance.

I’ve been in the company for seven or eight years, and my performance has been on the count of one or two. After being a sales manager, our department’s sales are going up every year, and I’m in a position where I’m perfectly qualified to take this position. Before, because Kim had a personal relationship with the boss, I had to think about it, and now there’s a rare opportunity, and I’m thinking about whether I should give it a hand. With a total salary of more than 3 million per year, with an independent office and secretary, a card with gold, plus the company’s preparation for the market, stock holding, and the rest of its life, who won’t be moved?

Of course, I’m not the only one who’s got this idea, like throwing a piece of fat on the road, and the wild dogs are gonna get killed for it.

Apart from me, Lu Xing and Deng were among the candidates, and Lu Xing became a salesman two years later than I did, and in the last two years there was even a tendency to cover me up. Old Stu used to look at him very well before calling him to the villa in the middle of the night, calling him a hero, and calling him a teenager. Lu Xing and I have always been at odds with each other, bumping into a company to be brothers and sisters, condescending each other, stabbing each other behind their backs, stealing each other ‘ s business, but never tearing their faces apart, which is a professional gesture, because whoever shows his head first is under pressure.

The situation is different now, with Lou Zheng’s excitement written on his face, and there is a sort of deputy general position that is already in his pocket, walking with the wind and embarrassing me the day after the meeting. I had a delivery that morning, and I didn’t have the time to do it, and I asked her to send it out for me just because I was too busy to remember that the girl was a trainee from Lu Sung. Ten minutes later, I walked out of the house and I saw the road laughing and drinking tea on the chair, and on the table was my delivery.

I asked the girl, “What’s going on? I’m sorry.

The girl bowed her head in fear, and the road next to her said, “What the fuck do you mean, you want my man to run your leg for you? I’m sorry.

We said, “What are your people and my people, who are not the employees of the company? This delivery is a new contract, and if it is delayed, it is the company’s interests that are lost.” I’m sorry.

“Why don’t you send it from your department?” I’m sorry.

We said, “They are busy. I’m sorry.

“The people in my department are busy, too, and they can’t help you with these ass-wipe shit.” I’m sorry.

I was so angry to see him walk like a duck. On his waist, he hums at the desk next to him and his nose is covered in blood, and he rises up and screams and fights with me. He may be able to fight me a few times, but he’s not very good enough. I’ve been in town since I was a kid, I’ve been under my skin, I’ve been looking around my colleagues, and I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve broken his temper, and the kid who’s got a few punches, but he’s still saying, “Dude gun, you have the guts to kill me today, you can’t kill me.”

And I gave him another mouth, and his left face swollen like a pig’s waist, and I said, “Tell me again!” I’m sorry.

It’s hard to get through, tears and snivellations coming down, and nobody comes up behind us, probably knows my temper and knows we’re not fighting for a delivery. I’d like to go on fighting, and according to my estimates, a few more days to beg for forgiveness, so I beat him up so hard that I see where he’ll come from and fight me, and I hear a cold drink when I raise my hand.

“Stop it, you want to do it or not? I’m sorry.

When I looked up, I saw a dark-faced stylist staring at me, and his eyes were like a cold knife, and I was sweating.

Two.

Little Stu called us to the office, heard the story, drank a few teas silently, and then sat us all down.

He began by criticizing me: “The old gun, anyway, is a co-worker, and everything can be negotiated, and it’s your fault. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but nod my head off and admit it: “Yes, yes, I was too impulsive. I’m sorry.

Then he stood up and bowed to Lu-Sheng: “Little road, I’ve lost my mind, don’t mind, do you hurt me, should you go to the hospital? You don’t remember little people. Don’t be a fool like me. I’m sorry.

I learned this from Kim, who told me four words when he was drinking, he didn’t play with her, he didn’t give his life for slogans, he played dumb when he met a leader, he messed up the water. Sometimes you have to pretend to be stupid and act like your grandson before you can be their grandfather.

Lu-Sheng was blinded by my attitude, but soon returned to his mind, laughing and standing up to hold my hand: “Don’t say that you’re a gun brother and you’re in a fight, and I’m not doing it right today. I’m sorry.

Lu Xing is young, but he is not young. If he had just been able to forgive him or to complain to Little Stu, he would no longer have been treated as his personal object, and instead, he would have earned his appreciation.

In fact, little Stu Quarless: “The trail is a big deal, and it’s a good measure. But there is a problem with you today, too. The old gun asked your colleagues to do something for the company. You shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry.

Roadline noded and said it would be corrected later.

I’m going to write a review, and I’m going to have to pay Lu-sheng $3,000 for his medicine, and Lu-sheng is going to plead for me, saying that he won’t pay for it. I thought that the boy was a tough opponent, and he didn’t want my money, but instead asked me to write a review of the company’s doors, just to get the face back, so we could fight back.

Szeto nod our heads, let’s go out and get back to work.

Before closing the door, I saw little Stu standing under a painting written by old Stu: “The keeper is like a hawk, the feed is gone and the hunger devours the Lord.”

I can’t help it.

Maybe the more we fight, the more we fight, the more happy they may be.

I’ve always felt that when you’re out of society, everyone goes from a familiar environment to a jungle.

The law of the jungle is the law.

When I first entered the company, I received a three-month base salary of $2,600 per month, excluding rent, utilities and food money, leaving only a few steels. The company had a girl named Lin Man, who loved me very much, went to work with me, came to me over the weekend to clean up my house, make a big table, and we would have sex in a single bed of 1 m6 and talk about our simple and false ideals after the end. Lin dreamt of buying a house in this city and marrying his beloved; my dream was to be a rich man, the better.

I run the streets every day with no money to take a taxi, and I had to go to the subway and bus stations, one time too tired, asleep in the car, my wallet was stolen and the bus was taken to the terminal. I begged the driver to send me back. The driver said he was going to shift, and I asked him to borrow 10 bucks and said he’d pay him back. The driver looked at me and said, “Now the trick is new?” I have no money. I’m sorry.

Just that night, I walked back from the suburbs to the city, 12 kilometers, and it was 2 a.m., and my legs were swollen. Now, in retrospect, it’s a long numbness, and I just swore once and for all in a rush to breathe, and I don’t want to step on my feet like an ant.

My first bill, the client was a northerner, taller than a metre, bearded, and had to spit on the ground for a few words, with a bad smell. Their factory is going to have raw materials in the order of five million dollars, and if this works, I can not only get $780,000, but also get the chance to go up to the top. I treat him like a grandfather, he’s good, he’s good, he doesn’t sign the contract, he’s just thinking. I had him on a farm, ordered a couple of hard foods, and I smiled, and I said, “What do you think we’ve been talking about for half a month? I’m sorry.

The beard picks up a bottle and pours out three cups of wine, and says, “Drink first.” I’m sorry.

It’s a signal that the time has come for a showdown, and I’m going to take a shot. I am not a man who can drink, and a glass of whiteness starts to faint, and the beard stares at me without an expression, and I can only laugh, “I will drink to you again.” I’m sorry.

When the second one went down, I felt like I was going overboard, with a moustache on my face a little bit, a little sip of wine in my cup, and the last one I had, I almost fell on the floor and sat around the chair, and the moustache opened: “What good can I do after this list, we can make a difference, your company can make money?” I’m sorry.

It’s a kickback, and I can’t wait for a wolf, so I’ll raise myself to 30,000 and the company to 80,000, but it’s not in the contract.

Big moustache smiled, and then he made out with me, and he hit his shoulder and became his brother.

I thought that the matter had been settled, that I would sign a contract with him the next morning, that I would find him at the hotel, that he had come to another company, that the materials were sold at a cheaper price than we did, and that he would have to take another tour. I think that’s the excuse he’s trying to find, how can a company be cheaper than my price, unless it’s not making money, and I’m smirking at my fists: “O Zhou, do whatever you want, if I can do it, we’ll have to work together for a long time. I’m sorry.

The beard lit a cigarette and said to me, “Did your company have a girl named Lammong who looks pretty?” I’m sorry.

My heart shakes and I look at him with cold eyes: “What Brother Chow means is…”

“Let her come and talk to me tonight, and that’s it. I’m sorry.

That night, I made an appointment with Lim and bought her $2,000 of clothes. That was the first time I’ve bought her anything since we were dating. Lin was happy and kissed me in the face several times. I took her to the west restaurant for dinner, but Lin was determined to go back and say not to waste the money, my heart hurts, or to eat hundreds more. And I told her that at night, when I was asleep, and Lin was sitting up, and her eyes looked angry and helpless, and she said, “What do you think of me? Am I a bitch? I’m sorry.

I was afraid to look back at her: “No, I just… I want you to help me.” I’m sorry.

She said, “I can help you with anything. If you’re sick, I can give you your kidneys, but it’s not the only thing. I’m sorry.

And I knew the temper of Lin’s dream, and she was soft and not hard, and I lifted up her hand and slapped herself in the face, and kneeled on the ground and said to her, “I beg you.” I’m sorry.

I’m like a broken crystal.

By the end of the week, Lin’s dream was beautifully dressed in lipstick and silk stockings and went to a hotel with a beard, where my head was like a machine out of control, and then I thought of her face, and then of her beard, and then of her teeth. I sat by the window and waited for the forest dream to come back. Until late in the night, the door was opened, Lin Dream put the contract on the table, her eyes were swollen and she showed me a sad and desperate smile: “It’s done.” I’m sorry.

The world fell before me, not a bang, but a boo.

A week later, Lim and I broke up and went to a strange city, where she left a letter saying that she had no hope for life and that she hoped that I would not disturb him later.

A month later, I was promoted to head of sales.

Six months later, I went to the police station to change my name, and Zheng Zheng Zheng became a Zheng gun, moving from a predator to a hunter in the original jungle, with more and more old and less conscience, and no longer feel guilty, and wonder whether that was lucky.

There’s a story in the industry about the four generals of our company, the Four Ambassadors of Wine and Richness, which is very accurate. Old Jin is greedy, and he’s got millions of dollars in his kickbacks these years, which is the main reason why little Stu’s got him in his hand; he’s got so much trouble in the way, seeing pretty women, and the company’s front-office ladies have been spoiled by him; I’m the one who’s in love, and I’m gonna bleed my head out. As normal as he is, he’s got a good amount of wine, and he’s with him every time he comes here, he’s got two bottles of grain, and he’s got nothing to do with him.

I got old Dumbledore out for a drink on Friday. There’s so many people in the company. He was asked to borrow money; he was asked to do his job and behaved in a regular manner; sometimes the boss was angry at the new employee and was the first time that Deng was out of town to make it look bad. In his own words, he is not a man who likes to add flowers and prefers to give his money in the snow, so he is the best man in the company, and he is usually the one who dares to make fun of him in his office, and he is not the best.

Deng’s hair was half white this year, and his belly was like a woman with a baby in her tenth month, and he was sweating out of her handkerchief, and I gave him a cigarette. I’m sorry.

Old Dumbledore smiles, says he doesn’t have time to run, gets paid every day, cuts his toes yesterday, can’t see his feet at all, takes a deep breath and cuts his toes off.

It was a vague statement when I laughed and told the waiter to get ready and Lu-sung and I had to go to the company. I’ve had a little chat with old Deng, and I’ve been drinking, and I’m starting to get to the point.

He smiled, and said, “You’ve done enough, and Lou’s nose is still crooked, and I hear you’ve scolded your father for 18 generations in your office.” I’m sorry.

And I stood up and poured old Deng a glass of wine, and said to him, “I’m really tired of the boy’s arrogance, and he thought I was going to take the position of vice president with him and make me look bad.” Uncle Deng, I think it’s time for you to sit on the vice president’s seat. I’m sorry.

Old Deng drank all the wine and laughed at me on my shoulder: “Why are you so hypocritical that you asked me to come here today? Don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll support you. I’m sorry.

I asked, “You don’t have any ideas for yourself?” I’m sorry.

“If I were 20 years early, I’d have fought with you, and now I’m two years old, I’d have to retire, and I’d have come out to fight with you.” I’m sorry.

The stone in my heart fell down and replaced the cup with the old Deng, and assured him that if I did take the place, I would never forget his offer.

He’s a good man, and he’s got a big bill for me in a week. Now that little Stu says he’s talking business, I’m like a tiger with his help. Deng brought in two Southern clients, who said they bought raw materials from our company totalling about eight million. Since it’s a big deal, the people coming from A are going to be there, and Deng and I are going to make an appointment at the Imperial Hotel, eat over $10,000, then open a box and play mahjong.

In fact, it is the industry’s sub-rule, which makes the client happy when he tries to lose some money. I’ve played a lot of these cards, I’ve been very skilled, I’ve been able to touch myself, I’ve been trying my best to light them, and I’ve got to compliment each other on their skills, and two southerners are very happy, and I expect to sign the contract tomorrow.

At 11:30, a southerner with his eyeballs asked me, “Hey, Gun, I hear you’ve got a clubhouse full of beautiful women from Russia, isn’t it true? I’m sorry.

I smiled at old Deng and said, “Is Ringo interested? I’m sorry.

The southerners said, “Hey, hey, hey. I’m sorry.

I said, “I’ll make arrangements later, not only for Russian women, but also for the little star who makes the show.” I’m sorry.

Two southerners, Harako, are coming out, even noding.

It was at this point that the door was kicked open, and a number of the civilian police jumped on the floor, and I wanted to turn my face and ask them which station they were from, and my arm came in pain, and a young policeman died and held me by my neck, shouting, “Be honest, don’t move. I’m sorry.

Old Dumbledore was worse, he was on the ground, he was all red, he looked up and looked at me, and he said two words:

“Lucen. I’m sorry.

Shit, I didn’t think the kid was playing so well. I was holding my fist and being pulled up and pushing forward.

After spending the night at the police station, all the gambling money was confiscated and almost taken into custody, I called my friend Otsu, who asked so many people to get us out of the police station. The two southerners were very upset, and no matter what I said to old Deng, they never looked good to us again and sent them back to the hotel.

“Did you tell anyone that we had dinner in the palace yesterday?” I’m sorry.

I said, “With regard to my men, I want to sign a contract at any time so that they can work overtime at the company, and any changes that may be made. I’m sorry.

Old Deng lit a cigarette and whispered.

I asked what happened, and Deng looked up at me, and he said, “Oh, trouble, you have people who have roads. I’m sorry.

In my heart, I wanted to take down the Decepticons, and to be honest, I didn’t want to believe that one of them was a mole. As heads of departments, I take them as brothers and sisters, I teach them business, I apply for wages, I go out for dinner every year, and I pay thousands and thousands. I am not afraid of a clear-cut gun, but of a back-stabbing knife, and I feel a chill when the early morning wind blows through my neck.

Back at the company, I didn’t look at the next group, and I looked at everyone as if they were in trouble, and I was upset at the sound of it. At lunchtime, Lu-sung took a few people to the restaurant downstairs to eat, we had no communication after the fighting, and face-to-face encounters were just sneezing at each other, like two people who had a grudge against their father and a wife. I heard you signed a big bill. Congratulations. I’m sorry.

I would have liked to beat him up again, but after Szeto had conciliated, another fight would have been like hitting the boss’s face, and I would have to reply to him, “I’m still talking about this as a big deal, compared to your big projects, fish and shrimp.” I’m sorry.

That afternoon, the company held a high-level meeting that focused on the re-division of the sales area, which was now divided between Chinaan and Chusei of the old King’s house, and Little Stu lets us choose. The company’s people know that South China is a big fatty, that its clients are mostly State-owned, that the project is large, that the collection is fast, and that it is often a few years old, that it is more private than it is, that the so-called temple Buddha and Buddha have more than enough to eat and drink before signing the contract, and that they have to ask Grandpa to sue Grandma, and that they will not earn much to talk about a business.

Lu Xing stood up first and said, “I did business with Kim in South China when he was here, and most of my clients know that if the company lets me work in South China, I have the confidence to increase sales by 30 percent. I’m sorry.

Little Stu noded his head and looked at me again.

I said, “I’ve been in this business for more than a decade, and I’ve known dealers all over the country, and I don’t sing anything, but speak with my grades. I’m sorry.

Lou-sung’s face is white when he hears me, and I call him an advance. Little Stu is not an idiot. He has asked us to choose a sales district, and he will never identify him for a few words. He is testing me and the city of Lu-sung.

“What do you think? I’m sorry.

I’ve had a good time, I’ve had some tea, and I’m waiting for old Deng to perform.

Old Deng’s stammering as he pretends: “Well, there’s a lot of push and no record; there’s a lot of experience with old guns and a lot of stability in the projects, and both have an advantage, and I can’t believe it. I’m sorry.

After all, it’s like no one’s offended or robbed the boss, but it’s working. The company has been preparing to go to the market for a steady upturn, and road is capable of running, but occasionally it cuts into the heart of Little Stu in order to get a little tip and a little bit of an old client. Of course, after his smoking, he said, “Na-Sunan let the old-gun belts and the one in the pledge let the trails be so decided, so go back and make good contact, and do well.” I’m sorry.

After the meeting, Lu-sheng scolded in his office and heard his sharp voice across the glass, as if he was having sexual relations with my immediate family, and scolded him, without pain. I’m glad that I made the right move. Lou-sung and I were too young in front of Old Deng, and that killing just now was so bloodless.

After work, I was very proud to turn the sound to the maximum and almost hit a hot chick on the right. The girl was wearing a super short skirt, tall, short, clean hair, skin like snow, a fragrance, and she got scared and fell on the side of the road and I got out of the car and asked if she was okay. The girl was so hot, she stood up and said to me, “How did you drive your fucking car without your eyes, and turn around and slow down? I’m sorry.

I’m in a good mood, I don’t care about her, I’m laughing at her, “I’m sorry you’re so beautiful, I’m not paying attention. I’m sorry.

The girl took a look at my car, then she swung my dress and the watch on my hand, and looked a little bit better, and she said, “Did you see all the good-looking girls crash right into it?

That’s kind of funny. I lifted her up, her knee was peeled, I told her to go back to the hospital and she said to put some medicine on it. We added a tweet, and I gave her a thousand bucks to pay for the medicine. And the hot one looked at me, and said, “Let’s leave you alone today, and drive.” I’m sorry.

The client then called me, said they were already at the hotel, asked me how long it was, and said the traffic was about 10 minutes away. I went on to drive, thinking that the girl might be able to grow a little bit of money, and that’s when I heard a weird noise in the car, like something in the back seat, and I looked up and looked at the mirror and screamed.

It’s a red snake, it’s twisted on the seat and the cores in the mouth are spitting out. When I was a child, I was bitten by a snake in the countryside, and there was a psychological shadow over this thing. When the company set up a picnic outside, I came out once, and a water snake swam by our food, and I was scared to get something, and I broke my pants.

When the snake got up and my hands and feet were stomping on the brakes, it was like a bang, and I felt like the alarm was ringing, and things were dazed.

Six.

Once again, I woke up in a room full of disinfected water, my neck was fixed by a plaster and my eyes were blistered. The doctor said I had a car accident, and if it wasn’t for someone else’s brakes, it might be today. I said I was sick, the doctor said it was normal to throw up, I sprained my neck and had a mild concussion, at least for a week, and asked me to call my relatives and pay the hospital expenses.

Subsequently, members of the traffic police came and found responsibility for the accident, but did not say that the primary responsibility must have been mine. I asked anyone but me, and the traffic policeman said that a young man was slightly injured, the one that hit my car. I cried long and asked him, “Did you bring me to the hospital?” I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

“Did you find a red snake in my car? I’m sorry.

“There’s a toy snake. What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

It looks like the time has come for Lucho’s son of a bitch to do it, and he’s used it. Since he’s the first, don’t blame me.

I bit my teeth, I got a critical education from the traffic police, and then I called Deng, and when he heard me, he thought that the road had crossed the line. It was a power struggle, and there was no need to make you live.

He asked, “What do you think?”

We said, “There is no other way. He wants to play the game, so show him how dirty my means are. I’m sorry.

The day I got sick in the hospital, Miss Zhang Xiaoya, who had been at the company for six months, was taken by Lulu, who then kicked her out of the way, and two people had a fight at the company, which was very bad. Zhang Xiaoya grew up clean and had a very messy private life, and I called her to the hospital and gave her $20,000.

And We said: Little Zhang, do not worry, if you make things worse, go away for a few days and do not dare to do anything to you. When you return, he will be a dog. I’m sorry.

Zhang Xiaoya said, ‘How can I live if my relatives and friends know this?’ I’m sorry.

I thought if you cared about your reputation, you’d be a fucking fuck? With 10,000 more, Zhang Xiaoya finally agreed to my plan. The following day, she pulled a banner under the company and made people take pictures. She cried and rained and complained that Lu Sung was a scum, and dumped her when she grew up. Moreover, Lucho is a porno, likes to wear a green hat, sleeps with a couple of A’s wives and shows off in front of her.

It was only when the security guards blew her up and Zhang Xiaoya held a pole and finally called the police that the situation calmed down.

However, the results were achieved, and the owner of a real estate company broke into the company that afternoon with a few mixed-ups, smashing the offices of Roadway, which, if it were not for the chickens to hide in the ladies ‘ toilet, would probably be beaten to the head. A few more days later, the road order was returned to half, and the A side did not say anything, except that it was reasonable not to cooperate with a person whose character was in question.

Little Stu is in such a hurry that the financial statements for the current quarter are very ugly and the listing is expected to encounter further problems. Szeto called Lou to the office and swore that he had never slept with his wife, but that he would not listen to him and ask him to fix things as soon as possible, or else pack up and leave.

What lies are the easiest to believe?

In 10 words, nine words are true, and in the middle there is a lie, which is extremely difficult to refute and no one will doubt.

The words of Zhang Xiaoya and Lun-gong are true, except for those on the one hand where I pour dirty water, but when the path is made of ignominious nature, it is understood that they are true. Plus the pictures and screenshots I made on purpose, it’s hard to tell.

I’m in a good mood and I’m much better. When I returned to the company again, I saw the way out of focus, and I couldn’t help but say, “Robert, you’ve been famous these days and I’ve seen your story in the paper. I’m sorry.

The road was full of blood and teeth: “The car was wrecked and people were able to jump, and the old gun was hard on you.” I’m sorry.

Thanks to you, it’s okay. “I was laughing and carrying a cigarette and walking in his hateful gaze.

The situation was so clear, Szeto called me a few times in front of the crowd, but he paid more attention to me and spoke to me in private, and I was promoted in addition. In a few days, I’ll be on a business trip to get all the customers in South China locked up, everyone who eats and drinks, and I’m good at my business, and I’ve got a lot of money. The day before his return, he washed his feet with a few bosses and the waiter came in suddenly and said that someone was looking for me outside the door.

I walked out with my slippers and I saw a familiar figure. The old man was still so dreary, but he had half his hair white and it didn’t look good.

I shook his hand with enthusiasm: “What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.

He’s laughing at his face: “How come you didn’t call me when I heard you were here? I’ll set you up. I’m sorry.

He died begging me to go to Seafood City for a midnight snack, ordered a large table and ate until 11 p.m. he was in a private business and wanted to work with our company as a second-line city agent. I’ll take the bottle and stand up and pour five glasses of wine with a big one: “Drink first. I’m sorry.

Then when the beard was stiff, he began to drink with humility, and when he had reached the third cup, he stood still and looked at me with his implausible eyes, and I lit a smoke and looked at him. He shivered the sweat of his face, drank the rest of his drink like a rat pill, had the last glass of wine red, “Whoa” spitted out, and the stain splattered a table, causing the neighboring guests to spread their noses.

The beard is sweaty and apologizing to me: “The gun always makes you laugh, we’ll eat at another table…”

I said, “Nothing, Brother Zhou, it’s almost enough.” I’m sorry.

The beard said, “That’s my business…”

“The agent can make hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, you can make money, and our company can open up the market, but what good can I do for a while? I’m sorry.

“I can make $50,000 out of it when I sign a contract…”

I laughed, “Chou, it’s different now. Did you see my suit? It’s $28,000. Do you think I care about you? I’m sorry.

And the beard was white, bending over and sitting across from me, and coughing a few times, embarrassingly: “Whatever you want with that gun, I’ll do what I can. I’m sorry.

When I thought of Lin’s sad and desperate tears the night I broke up with her, the fire couldn’t stop, and I bit my teeth and said, “Really? I’m sorry.

Nod the moustache, drink up, cough a little and a little.

“A little agent in my position at the company is just one word. Chow, I heard you on the phone. You want her to come and talk to me tonight, I’ll do it for you! I’m sorry.

Sitting over 30,000 feet in the first class, watching the golden light flash out of the clouds, the mood floats, and in a week’s time, the date of his appointment was agreed. Thinking of becoming vice president of a listed company soon enough to get out of the money.

I smell the look on the face of the beard that night, with his eyes staring round and his lips shaking like he’d come over and beat me at any time, but he didn’t move. I went back to the hotel for a while, and in the middle of the night someone knocked and opened the door to a woman with a 40-headed hair, wearing a cheap freckle on her face, and asked, “Who are you looking for? I’m sorry.

“I’m Chow’s wife.” I’m sorry.

I let her in with my hands open, she had a couple of pieces of paper, a contract she was supposed to sign, and I looked at her in a state of disquiet and suddenly felt the same pain in my heart, as I thought in my dreams, just as scared and helpless and as humble and desperate. The woman, who hasn’t spoken to me for days, started to take off her clothes slowly, and the beards were all pretty girls. I thought he’d find a pretty girl to be his wife. How many layers of flesh does she have in her belly, black skin and flat, and she crawls to the bed naked, and I say, “Who wants you to go to the bed?” I’m sorry.

The woman was scared, and she saw her tears slid down her face under a dim light, and she stuttered and said, “If I’m with you, you promise…”

“What am I supposed to do? Sleep with me? Don’t give me any fucking money. I’m sorry.

The woman was pale and she started to wear clothes, but I drank it again.

“Stand still, stand there, stand guard for me and wake me up at 6:00 tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

My heart sprung and fell asleep on my pillow. The next day, I woke up and saw the naked woman standing alone at the end of the bed, with an indescribable fatigue on her face. I got dressed and took a pen and signed the contract and walked out of the room without turning back.

Ten years ago, my name was Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng, a young man who worked hard to live on his own and to live a brief life.

And now, I’m called the old gun, and I’ve got a lot of dirty tricks and double what I’ve suffered.

As soon as we entered the company door, we saw the road of laughing and not laughing, and he said, “How about an old gun, this time we signed a lot of papers. Congratulations. I’m sorry.

His face made me understand that something was wrong again, and I said, “What’s wrong with Lou waiting for me here?” I’m sorry.

“I’m getting married next week, and our brothers for so many years are gonna send you a post and pick you up for a drink. I’m sorry.

Lou Cheng gave me a wedding invitation and I opened it and I couldn’t help it.

This son of a bitch is a real human being who found Zhang Xiaoya, who was married to her by some means, so that he would have come out to wash him. I have a chill in my heart, and the boy is worse off than I thought, and even married for a deputy director.

It seems that old Deng was right that he could sell you for money, and he could sell you for money, and it was so wrong of me to ask for a few words and I didn’t listen.

“Congratulations, Mr. Lu, it’s admirable to marry such a beautiful woman. I’m watching the road, and now I can only speak fast.

He didn’t care, and his face was dazzling: “The boss is waiting for you in his office for half a day. Go on. I’m sorry.

For the first time, Szeto had a temper with me, and the storm had spat on me, and he called me a bad man for losing my image and losing millions to the company in order to argue with him. The more heavy it was, the more my performance was reduced to six months, the more I was told to reconsider my appointment, the more my head was sweaty, and it appeared that I had spent the last few days on a trip and Luzeng had a small shoe on me.

Old Deng came out to me at a critical time: “The old gun also pulled back a lot of orders on this trip, and it’s over. It’s not too much trouble. The boss was right, and it was a basic principle that everyone was in a company and did everything from the company’s standpoint. I’m sorry.

And the little Szeto looked a little softer, and said to me: Sit down. I’m sorry.

I sat down and assured little Stu that I could help him clarify when needed, and that Zhang Xiaoya was his wife and believed that the losses would be recovered. This time, I’m too impulsive and reckless. I’m sorry.

Little Stu knocks on the table: “No more, it’s not that simple. I’m sorry.

When I came out of Little Stu’s office, I said thank you to old Tengren, but if he hadn’t just found me a step, he might’ve deposed my sales manager. Old Deng slaps me on my shoulder: “It seems that Road is now in the upper hand, five days before the next General Assembly, and the situation is very bad. I’m sorry.

We said: “Uncle Deng, give me a blow.” I’m sorry.

The old Deng murmured for half a day, pulling me to the corner of the stairs, quelling his voice and saying, “Do you know how to beat snakes?” I’m sorry.

When I mentioned the creeps behind my back, I thought about the snake in my car, and there was fear in my heart, and I said, “How?” I’m sorry.

“The snake is so powerful that you can’t kill yourself. It’s gonna bite you. So if you want to beat a snake, you have to hit its most vulnerable seven inches and you have to kill a stick and not give it a shot. I’m sorry.

What do you mean?

“Do you not think it’s strange that the former boss died in the middle of the night talking to Lu-sung at the villa, then died in the middle of the night for no reason…”

I jumped in my heart and remembered something before.

The old Stu is always in good health, with people in their 60s having no white hair, meeting on a straight waist, talking very loudly, and doing things so hard. The old Stu was born with nothing to worry about. If he didn’t suddenly die, the company would have been on the market. In my view, Stu is a very deep-seated boss of the city, with the top three and four in business, three steps forward and four steps backwards, both in political and rival relations.

On the human side, old Stu is used to squeezing powerful employees, even if you do millions of business a month and make a small mistake, and then he beats you back to your original form, and he watches you with silence. If you turn your back on yourself, you will be abandoned; and if your heart is down, he will take a heavy burden. This is the unique way in which he has chosen some of the company’s generals to exercise the courage of every employee of the company, and, in a sense, an incentive, as long as he does not die.

Before Lu Sung went into the entertainment business, he knew a lot of car models and flight attendants, spent six months in a business that he thought he could be rewarded by his boss, but he was scolded by old Stu. Old Stu says he’s upset. He’s a leftover. At that time, Lucheng learned from other people that old Stu used his habits, but instead of breaking jars, he went out every day to pull clients, double his sales performance every quarter and finally earned his trust. At that time, Szeto was still abroad, when he was almost treated as his own son, when he went to a meeting with the authorities to take him with him, where he went to visit his subsidiary and sometimes called him to the villa late in the night, where he was said to drive a seven-sized car with three or five beautiful girls. He’s got a lot of money-loving girls in his past, fat and thin, and old Stu’s out there pretending to be decent, after all, a man in need.

In this way, old Stu’s death may have something to do with it.

I’m so excited, you son of a bitch, that finally led me to your death.

According to official accounts, the old Stu died of a heart attack, and on the day after his death Sito returned to the company, where he simply handled his affairs and went home to perform funerals. The funeral was all from Jane, and no one from the company was invited. Old King had mentioned that the company had been given a last ride by a few people, and had been told by little Stu when it was not allowed to interfere with the company ‘ s normal functioning, and now think that old Stu ‘ s death was not honourable.

I paid a lot of people to help me find out what happened the day old Stu died. Soon, they helped me find a woman there. The woman’s in makeup, and she talks with her breath. She said, “I was only with my friend who went to play with you that day, and he was the chief of your company, saying that the one who stayed overnight was 8,000.” I thought it was a rich generation. I’m sorry.

And We said: Then what?

“There were three girls left behind, and he gave the old man a bottle of medicine when he went upstairs, and two of them had their eyeballs, and I felt like something was going on.” That old man is too old to eat three or four. I’m sorry.

I put a lot of money in front of her: “Didn’t you take a video? I’m sorry.

Women laugh and put money in their bags: “Yes, but don’t involve me, I don’t want any trouble…”

After the woman left, I turned on the camera.

In the image, the old Stu was all red and he was holding three girls in his left arms and pulling them up the stairs, and Lu Sung was holding him behind his back, pulling him to the corner of the stairs and stuffing him with a small bottle. The sound was a little loud, but it was a good thing to hear the road, and the old Stu Haha laughed and said a few dirty words, and then he broke the cap and fell on his hands and swallowed the red wine from the road, and the image ended up in the evil face of the road.

I finally got out of the depression for a long time, and I went home to turn the sound to the maximum, and I took a bath, and I lay on my bed with a new phone, and I sent the video to little Stu, and I came in very quickly, and I fell asleep.

Finally, on the day of the General Assembly, the weather is very good, the sun is so sweet, the air smells so fresh, Lou doesn’t know what’s going on, wears a custom suit, and looks like a high-level male PR. We went to the conference room together and Lulu provoked me: “The old gun, did you say that after this change of personnel, would it be hard for you or for me?” I’m sorry.

We said, “I’m sure I’m not the best at it. You’re young, and little Stu thinks so much of you, so take care of your brothers later.” I’m sorry.

Lou thought I was afraid, and he took a glance at me: “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” I’m sorry.

Silly X, I laughed in my heart and pushed the door with him.

End

Little Stu’s eyes are red, and it looks like he’s getting a lot of excitement, and when everyone sits down, he says to the microphone, “Open the projector and turn the volume on. I’m sorry.

The show’s about to start. I’m holding on to a smile for tea.

The video I sent to Little Stu was made public. It was only a minute short, the road was empty, the body was like a sieve and it was shaking. “Do you know how this is legally defined?” From a corporate point of view, sexual bribery, from my point of view, murder, I’ve reported it, the police are out, you get out now! I’m sorry.

Lou Sung cried and his tears came down, and he was in a position to defend himself, but it was too late for two young policemen in uniform to come in and walk out on a soft road like mud.

The big picture is settled, I look at old Deng with pride, and he doesn’t look at me, and he writes what he says on his own.

Little Stu said again, “Go on! I’m sorry.

I looked up and saw the second video.

That was two years ago. I had dinner with a client at the wine table. The client had a $100,000 kickback. The client said to me, “Don’t mess with me. I’m sorry.

I said, “You put your heart in your stomach. I’ve done this more than 80 times, and the account is clean and clean, and no one will find out.” I’m sorry.

The client asked, “Your boss doesn’t care? I’m sorry.

I didn’t notice anyone taking pictures and drinking out of a cup: “The old man now knows only to play with women, and he can’t play with his head. Who knows how long he’ll live.” And his foreign-schooled son, he’s as young as an onion. If he takes over, he can play him as he wants. Don’t worry.

Picture set.

Little Stu’s eyes look like knives, as if they were going straight into my chest. My head blew up, I stood up, I stammered, and I said, “Board, I… I drank a clip, I never did it.”

“You’re an economic case, and I’ll ask you to start from scratch. You don’t have to explain it to me. I’m sorry.

My feet were soft, my head was heavy and my head was down.

I looked up at him and looked back at him in peace. This old bastard, I got everything straight: from the beginning, he wanted the vice president’s position, but he knew that Luzheng and I would fight, make two sides, give me a hand when it’s up, I’m up to the top, and we’ll end up losing.

He must have been the one who played mahjong with the client.

The snake in my car may not have been on the road. He’s the only one who’s been in my car the most.

I can’t stand the road, and he must have done something to make him think of me.

By the end of the day, I had a plan to get rid of the road, and, by the same token, the same idea.

“Young people do things with principles, some things can and can’t, some things can’t be said, some things can’t be thought of, and you have to watch out for them. I’m sorry.

I ran over to old Deng, and he’s acting like he’s still alive, and he’s moving back and forth, and I’m under a few security guards, and I fight, and my arms are sore, and my hands and feet are pressed to death. I can’t kick my head up, I can’t stand it, I can’t stand it.

As for the feeding of an eagle, there will be plenty of it, and hunger will devour it. Eagle Wings! Kill!

(concluded)

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.