I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Chapter 214 Dimensionality Reduction Strike (Continue to update · 8K, please subscribe.)

afternoon.

Next door to the CEO's office, Ren Tingting was leaning at the door of the boardroom, smiling lightly and saying: "Mr. Qin..."

The hip-hugging short leather skirt, long black legs, and cool face show off the mature temptation of a workplace beauty.

"Director Ren, what's the matter?" Qin Yao turned around, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This woman is getting better and better at dressing up.

No, it should be said that the way he dresses is becoming more and more in line with his aesthetics.

As the saying goes, what works first leads to direct consequences. Mr. Qin likes to be a thug in suits, so suits are definitely an indispensable item in the private wardrobes of building employees.

And when it comes to the number of suits, no one in the entire company can match Ren Tingting. Her wardrobe is filled with all kinds of women's suits, hip-covering skirts, and... black ripped stockings.

Ren Tingting failed to capture the amazement in Qin Yao's eyes, but she saw a hint of appreciation on his face, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

A man will die for a confidant, a woman will live for a confidant!

"I want to invite Zhuzhu over... I need to discuss with you what position I will give you."

"Ren Zhuzhu?" Qin Yao said in surprise.

Ren Tingting nodded and said: "I didn't study well in college, and I came back after four years of studying.

Zhuzhu is different. Her academic performance has always been very good. She even returned to China after getting a doctorate some time ago.

I think our company would be even more powerful if we had her help. "

"What doctorate degree does she have?" Qin Yao asked.

"We are in the Department of Economics, and of course we have a doctorate from this department." Ren Tingting said.

Qin Yao thought: "I have a very challenging position here. Please help me ask her if she is interested."

Ren Tingting was stunned for a moment and asked quickly: "What position?"

"China... Let's go to China. The China Charity Federation aims to carry forward the humanitarian spirit, carry out poverty alleviation and relief operations for people in need from all walks of life, and benefit as many people as possible." Qin Yao said: "This is what I have done recently. She plans to set up a charity association. Ask her if she is interested in becoming the president of the association."

Ren Tingting pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, I will reply to you as soon as possible."

"No need to worry." Qin Yao smiled and said, "Is there anything else?"

Ren Tingting tried her best to suppress the thought of invitation and shook her head: "No, Mr. Qin, you are busy first."

Two hours later.

It's getting late.

Ren Tingting, who had put on a simple and elegant cheongsam, had just walked out of the building with her people, when a fat man wearing a white shirt and black trousers ran over pulling a rickshaw and said with a smile: "Miss Ren, do you want to take a taxi?" ?”

"Do you know who I am?" Ren Tingting asked curiously.

The little fat man nodded repeatedly: "There are many customers in the department store. I pull carts here basically every day. After meeting you a few times, I will find out just by asking someone."

Ren Tingting suddenly realized and said with a smile: "I want to go to Renjia Town. The distance is not close, so I'd better go by carriage..."

The little fat man said hurriedly: "Miss Ren, don't look at me as fat, all the flesh in my body is strength.

Besides, the weather is not hot now, so taking a horse-drawn carriage is worse than taking a rickshaw, and you can enjoy the scenery along the way. "

Ren Tingting laughed dumbly, put away her cheongsam, and elegantly sat in the rickshaw. She raised her head and said to the four bodyguards: "You guys go find a carriage and follow us."

"Yes, Director Ren." A bodyguard responded.

‘Hey, my servant always takes a bus when going out. He is worthy of being the boss of a department store. ’ The little fat man was shocked and said silently in his heart.

"What's your name?" Ren Tingting asked as the rickshaw started to set off, looking at the street scenery.

"To answer the question, young lady, my name is Zhang DaDa."

"Zhang DaDa...Are you very courageous?"

"Of course." Zhang boldly said proudly: "If I were not brave enough, I wouldn't have dared to approach you just now."

"That's true." Ren Tingting agreed.

Zhang DaDa smiled and walked briskly: "Miss Ren, the journey is long. Do you want to hear stories? Although I have only been working as a rickshaw for a short time, I have heard a lot of stories."

Ren Tingting was not interested in the story he told. She remembered what Mr. Qin said about the Charity Federation and said, "I won't listen to the story. If possible, can you tell me about your life?"

She wanted to know about the life of the lower-class rickshaw drivers, and if Zhuzhu took charge of the Charity Federation in the future, she could also give some suggestions.

"my life?"

Zhang DaDa was startled, blinked, and then said: "My life is very simple. Half a year ago, my family lived in poverty, relying on driving a car for Boss Tan to get food.

Later, I heard that it was very profitable to pull a rickshaw near a department store, so I resigned from Boss Tan and joined a rickshaw shop, where I have been working ever since. "

Ren Tingting nodded slightly and asked, "Is the salary from this job enough to support the family?"

"At least you can get more than driving Mr. Tan's car." Zhang boldly said with a smile.

at the same time.

A yellow-faced monk walked into the administrative area of ​​the department store as if there was no one else around. Hao Jing, who was holding a stack of documents, passed him by and ignored him as if she hadn't seen him.

The monk came to the depths of the office area and looked at the two adjacent offices. He saw one with the sign of the Board of Directors and the other with the sign of the President's Office.

After hesitating for a moment, he first came to the boardroom, reached out and put his hand on the door handle, and the tightly jammed lock cylinder opened automatically.

The monk pushed the door open, closed the door gently, and rummaged through the cabinets in the room. After a long time, he finally found a pile of documents signed with the name "Qin Yao" in a locked cabinet.

"Bah, bah..."

He tore off Qin Yao's signatures one by one, put them into the pockets of his sleeves, then returned the things to their original places and left quietly...

At dusk, the gentle breeze blows the bright sunset.

Yixiu sent Qin Yao out with Qingqing and said with a smile: "I will give priority to the multi-city Chinese medicine seminar and strive to make the first seminar a success."

Qin Yao smiled easily and said: "I don't understand Chinese medicine, so I can only create a platform for you. It's up to you to support Chinese medicine.

As for the first Chinese Medicine Seminar, I would like to trouble you to make a financial budget, and then just go to Director Ren for approval. "

Yixiu said with emotion: "You don't understand Chinese medicine, but you have given me a helping hand. This is something that many Chinese doctors have failed to do."

Qin Yao waved his hand and was about to say something modest when a system red screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Warning: You have been attacked by the Jing Nian Zen Spell: Confused Mind. 】

[Warning: You are attacked by Jing Nian Zen Spell·Puppet. 】

[Warning: You have been attacked by the Pure Mind Zen Spell·Past Events. 】

…

[All the above attacks have been blocked by the system for you. 】

"What's wrong, Mr. Qin?" Yixiu asked in surprise when he saw that he was suddenly stunned.

Qin Yao took a deep breath: "I was plotted against!"

Yixiu's heart trembled slightly and he hurriedly asked: "Do you need help?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "No need for the time being. Master, do you know about Jing Nian Zen?"

A strange look flashed across Master Yixiu's face: "I know, I know..."

"What is the origin of this Pure Mind Zen Sect?"

"Jing Nian Zen sect was born out of Zen Buddhism and was established by Zen monk Tianseng. After the sect was established, Tianseng established eight character generations, namely six, root, pure, pure, four, big, all, and empty." Yixiu. sermon.

Qin Yao: "If someone uses the magic of Jing Nian Zen to plot against me, how can I find where he is?"

"Qingqing, go get my eight-sided golden Buddha mirror." Yixiu ordered.

"Oh." Qingqing responded, strode into the yard, and came back after a while holding a mirror inlaid with eight golden Buddha statues.

Qin Yao had seen this mirror in a movie, and he vaguely remembered that Shimu was bothered by Ikkyu knocking wooden fish. After stabbing the villain and pulling out Ikkyu's teeth, Ikkyu used this precious mirror to retaliate, almost turning Shimu into a tooth. The Flying Monkey finally had to drink a large tank of oil to control the spell.

"Master, here it is." Qingqing handed the mirror to Ikkyu.

Ikkyu took the mirror, held the mirror with one hand, and used the other hand to create a shadow of the treasure seal, which was imprinted into the mirror. In an instant, the eight Buddha statues on the mirror glowed with golden light at the same time.

"Look in the mirror."

Yixiu turned the direction of the mirror, pointed it at Qin Yao's face, and said loudly.

When Qin Yao heard the sound, black lights suddenly flew out from three feet above his head and disappeared into the mirror. The mirror flickered, and a scene gradually emerged...

In the picture, Ji Wen is wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, standing in front of an altar, holding a brass vajra, and constantly casting spells on a rag doll with a note on it.

Qin Yao took a closer look and saw that the note on the top of the doll's head was his own signature.

"What a wicked monk!"

A murderous intention flashed through Qin Yao's heart and he said, "Master, can you confirm his current location?"

"Can."

Yixiu retracted his arm and said hesitantly: "But...Mr. Qin, can I ask if you have any grudge against the Jing Nian Zen Sect?"

Qin Yao paused for a moment, with a surprised look on his face: "Master, are you related to the Jing Nian Zen Sect?"

"So be it."

Ikkyu dared to ask this, but he had no intention of hiding anything: "Just now I said that Jing Nian Zen Sect was born out of Zen Buddhism, and I am a disciple of Zen Buddhism."

Qin Yao: "..."

Good guy.

No wonder he can go back and forth with the people in Maoshan. It turns out that he is not an old mountain monk.

"There was a monk named Kongjian from the Jing Nian Zen sect who tried to save me, but he was killed by Uncle Shimu with a sword.

I thought this incident was just a minor incident, but then a monk named Jie Wen popped up and went to Maoshan, forcing me, the head of Maoshan, to ask for Kong Jian's relics from me...

All the people who plotted against me just now heard about it. "Qin Yao said slowly.

Yixiu nodded silently and asked, "Mr. Qin, how about I help you solve this trouble?"

Qin Yao narrowed his eyes: "Master, do you want to make peace with him for me?"

Ikkyu said seriously: "As the saying goes, it is better to resolve enemies than to make them end.

If Mr. Qin kills Jie Wen again, the entire Jing Nian Zen Sect will be shaken. At that time, there will be no room for change between you, and you will have no choice but to fight to the death.

I know that you are backed by Maoshan and have no fear of practicing Zen Buddhism, but it is not a bad thing to beat the young and the old, endlessly. "

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said: "For your sake, Master, I will spare him this time. But if there is another time..."

"Next time I won't care whether he lives or lives." Ikkyu said cooperatively.

Qin Yao suddenly smiled: "Then I won't go there this time, so as not to make my enemies jealous when they meet!"

Xiqiao Mountain, Jing Nian Zen.

Kongjian is in the Zen room.

"That's strange, why is there no response?"

Jie Wen looked at the doll on the altar table in front of him with confusion, and murmured to himself: "Is it possible that what I got is not his autograph?"

"Have you learned this in the Jing Nian Zen Sect over the years?" Suddenly, a deep sigh sounded outside the door.

Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this. They silently clenched the magic weapon in their hands and asked through the wooden door: "Who is it?"

"Zen, rest!"

Everyone opened their mouths slightly and said in astonishment: "Yi, Master Yixiu??"

"Come out and have a chat." In the small courtyard, a monk's robes looked like snow, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his whole body was full of Zen.

Jiu Wen quickly hid the doll on the altar table in the drawer, stuffed the slips of paper with names into his sleeve pockets, and then opened the door.

"Every generation of disciples of Jing Nian Zen Sect has heard of it. I pay my respects to Senior Ikkyu!"

"I heard that, do you know that you almost died in ashes?" Ikkyu said quietly.

Everyone heard: "???"

"Don't believe it?" Ikkyu asked.

"Juniors don't dare to question seniors, they are just wondering where to start?" Jie Wen asked.

"You tried to control Qin Yao, did you succeed?"

Ji Wen was a little embarrassed. After all, no matter how you cover up such a sinister thing, it can't cover up the villain's nature: "No."

"Do you know why?" Ikkyu looked into the other person's eyes.

Junwen looked up shamelessly and said in a low voice: "I suspect there is something wrong with the signature. Maybe it was not written by him himself."

"There is no problem with the signature." Ikkyu shook his head: "When you cast a spell to try to control him, he was right there with me."

Everyone was stunned: "You and him..."

"Don't worry about my relationship with him. I saw with my own eyes that he sensed your attack, but nothing happened." Yixiu said: "I don't need to tell you, you should understand what this means, right?"

"Impossible, his cultivation level..." Jie Wen retorted subconsciously.

"I heard that you went to Maoshan?" Yixiu interrupted.

The words were all stagnant, and the unfinished words had to be swallowed back in the stomach: "Yes, I originally expected to recover the belongings of my sect through Maoshan, but I never thought that the leader of Maoshan would choose to cover up the evil deeds of his disciples."

"Then have you ever thought about why the head of Maoshan protected him? Is his surname Mao?" Yixiu asked.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

He never seemed to think about it.

Ikkyu looked helpless and sighed: "You don't know him at all... Do you think that with your current strength, you can ignore others?"

"Senior, he is just a human teacher." Jie Wen couldn't help but say.

"He is more than just a personal teacher!" Yixiu said: "A personal teacher, is he qualified to be protected by the leader of Maoshan? We all know that if it wasn't me who came today, you would probably end up with the same fate as Kong Jian."

Everyone heard their bodies tremble, and a deep chill instantly hit their hearts...

Early next morning.

department store.

A row of rickshaws are neatly arranged in the corner. The rickshaw drivers gather in piles, chatting and bragging while looking for suitable customers.

"Let me tell you, two days ago I got a girl from Baiyulou. Oh my God, she is so beautiful. The fragrance on her body was so fascinating that I couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. I almost gave her to the wrong place."

"What's there to brag about? I brought Miss Ren Zhuzhu to the building two days ago. Did I show off?"

"Who is Ren Zhuzhu?"

"Look at your ignorant looks. Ren Zhuzhu is the daughter of Mr. Ren Hongyang and Ren's family. She just came back from abroad. She is not from the same world as you idiots."

"Who are you talking about?"

Everyone was furious and rolled up their sleeves to beat someone. The driver was so frightened that he begged for mercy, and then he reluctantly let the story go.

"Bold, aren't you usually very eloquent? Why didn't you say a word today?" The middle-aged coachman with a wrinkle at the corner of his mouth patted the fat man next to him and asked doubtfully.

Zhang boldly said angrily: "I'm too lazy to compare with you."

"Hey." After hearing this, someone was unhappy and asked, "Zhang DaDa, what beautiful woman did you pull in the car?"

Man~

Once that damn desire to win is aroused, it doesn't matter age, and can be used to compare anything.

I will even make meaningless bets, just because I just want to hear someone say: You are awesome.

"Is Ren Tingting considered a beauty?" Zhang boldly held his head high. If it weren't for his lack of height, he would be able to see people through his nostrils.

"Just blow it."

The coachmen obviously didn't believe it, and one of them even laughed at him: "You are brave. They say you are brave, but I didn't expect this bully to brag too much."

"puff."

"Hahaha."

A group of coachmen burst into laughter.

Zhang DaDa couldn't stand this kind of stimulation. He blushed and said, "If I can prove that what I said is true, what will you say?"

"I can call you daddy." The coachman said with a strange smile.

"Bah, Dad doesn't have traitors like you." Zhang boldly rolled his eyes and said loudly: "In this case, if I can prove it, everyone present today will share half of all their income with me."

All the drivers were astonished, and the man who was smiling strangely also stopped smiling: "How do you prove it?"

"Send two or three representatives with me into the building to find Miss Ren, and you will know after asking." Zhang Da boldly said as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

"Hey, are you so brave?"

"How can you be bold if you are not brave?" Zhang boldly said, patting his chest.

"I'll go with you to see if you're bluffing," the man said.

Zhang boldly stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand, and walked towards the department store with his head held high.

Behind him, the coachmen discussed quickly and finally selected three representatives, who followed Zhang DaDa to the administrative area on the fourth floor.

"Who are you looking for?"

In the secretary room, Hao Jing heard the noise and came out and asked politely.

"Um...Is Ms. Ren Tingting and Ren back?" Zhang boldly asked pretending to be calm.

Let alone Ren Tingting, he felt that he and the little girl in front of him were from two different worlds.

"Not yet." Hao Jing said softly: "Excuse me, what is your name? What do you want to do with our Director Ren?"

"My name is Zhang DaDa, and I'm the rickshaw driver downstairs. Actually, I don't have anything important to do. I just came here for a return visit and asked if she was satisfied with my service yesterday." Zhang DaDa said with a naive smile.

"Okay, Master Zhang, I will report this return visit to Director Ren." Hao Jing said with a smile.

"Okay, okay." Zhang DaDa waved his hand: "Then let's say goodbye first... Miss, if you want to take a rickshaw in the future, you can also ask me, Zhang DaDa!"

"Definitely, definitely." Hao Jing responded.

About ten minutes later.

Zhang Daring had just returned to the rickshaw with the three of them. The rickshaw drivers who had not picked up the passengers quickly gathered around and asked with a smile: "How is it, how is it, have you proved it?"

"What do you prove!" A coachman who followed up said: "I didn't see Miss Ren at all."

After hearing this, everyone laughed at him. Even if Zhang DaDa was good at speaking, one mouth could not be worth more than ten mouths. He was so angry that he was laughed at and lost all face.

upstairs.

administrative district.

Hao Jing walked into the president's office with a cup of coffee and smiled sweetly: "Boss, please try the freshly ground coffee..."

"Put it on the table." Qin Yao raised his head slightly and said gently.

Hao Jing bent over the table and placed the coffee on Qin Yao's right side. The hills on her chest were squeezed by the table to become fuller and rounder.

Qin Yao raised his eyes and asked calmly: "I just heard you talking to people outside. What happened?"

Hao Jing stood up straight as if nothing had happened and said with a smile: "A coachman named Zhang Bingdao came over to do research and asked Director Ren about his service evaluation."

"Are all rickshaw drivers so involved these days?" Qin Yao laughed dumbly, smiled, and suddenly was stunned: "What did you think the driver's name was?"

"Zhang Daudao." Hao Jing blinked: "Is there something wrong with this name?"

"Is this person a fat man?" Qin Yao asked.

"Looks quite fat..."

Qin Yao closed his eyes and carefully recalled the plot related to this name in the movie.

If the memory is correct, this bold picture should be of the male protagonist in the movie "Ghost Fighter". He works as a coachman and claims to be very courageous. He has a wife at home who is considered beautiful for this era.

It's a ghost movie.

As expected, there was an accident. One day, he finished work early, and when he returned home, he found that his neighbors were picking at the cracks in his door to watch an affair, and he was filled with passion.

Zhang boldly pushed the others aside and leaned down to take a look at the door. He saw that his wife's legs were lifted high, and she looked very bright in the cuckold she was wearing.

It's a pity that the door is locked. By the time he breaks it open and goes in, the adulterer has already run away.

Later, the adulterer was afraid that the incident would be exposed and affect the election of the town mayor, so he found a Taoist priest from Maoshan and set up an altar to kill Zhang Dadan.

Qin Yao was concerned about this Maoshan Taoist priest. It is said in the movie that this Taoist priest only cares about money and has done many evil deeds for the sake of money, harming life, and harming nature and justice.

Its degree of evil is higher than that of ordinary zombies and ghost kings. It can be said to be an experience package that can only be encountered but cannot be obtained...

Qin Yao estimated that when the China Charity Federation is established and this large experience package is added, his virtuous points will almost reach 10,000.

The appointment of an official from the Yin Division is just around the corner!

"Hao Jing, go and invite Zhang Bingdao over." After a long time, Qin Yao, who came back to his senses, ordered.

A flash of surprise flashed across Hao Jing's face, but she didn't ask anything. Instead, she said simply: "Yes, boss, I'll go downstairs right now."

downstairs.

Zhang boldly stood in front of his rickshaw, staring closely at the passers-by. He was eager to get a customer soon. Even if it was for free, he was willing to pull the customer away.

It's not that he is crazy, but that these idle guys haven't even finished the last topic yet. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he can even catch a glimpse of them pointing at him.

Oh shit.

If he hadn't been reluctant to give up this job, he would have rushed over and overturned these rotten people.

"Bold, you are watching so closely, are you still waiting for Miss Ren?" Some people are just cheap, and pointing is not enough. They are so bored that they actually come to Zhang Bing's car to tease her.

Zhang Dada twitched the corner of his mouth and warned: "Look down, don't look up, don't go too far."

"It's just a joke, what's too much?"

One of them hooked Zhang DaDa's shoulder and said with a smile: "DaDa, you can't just be bold, you also have to be big-hearted. Among the brothers present, which one is not laughed at, and which one is not laughed at by others?"

Zhang DaDa was speechless.

The other party has already said all the good things, but he still talks nonsense?

"Mr. Zhang." Just when he was so aggrieved that he couldn't bear it anymore, a voice like the sound of nature suddenly sounded in his ears.

All the coachmen looked up together and saw a beautiful girl in a black suit, white shirt, black tie and short skirt with exposed legs standing in front of them with a smile.

Just the look of this expensive outfit made many coachmen feel shuddering and dared not laugh loudly.

"I didn't bother you, did I?" Hao Jing looked at Zhang and said boldly.

"No, no." Zhang boldly waved his hand, his face flushed with excitement: "Are you going to take a ride?"

Originally, he just mentioned it casually upstairs, but he didn't expect that this girl actually came to his car.

And he was rescued from the sea of ​​misery when he was attacked by a group of people.

It's like a dream.

"I don't want to take the car." Hao Jing smiled, shook her head and said, "It's our boss who wants to see you."

"Your boss?" Zhang DaDa was dumbfounded.

The group of drivers who came to provoke them looked at each other even more.

"Yes, the president of Chenghuang Department Store Group, our big boss, Qin Yao, Mr. Qin wants to see you." Hao Jing glanced at the cart drivers, and invisibly gave Zhang Dadan a face.

It would be funny if he didn't even know who Qin Yao was when he was soliciting customers in front of this department store.

Zhang DaDa heard this name many times, but he never thought that one day he would be able to interact with the other person, so that the feeling of dreaming became more and more intense, and he even couldn't help pinching his thigh.

"You're okay, Mr. Zhang." Hao Jing confirmed.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Zhang boldly waved his hands: "Well, can I ask, what does Mr. Qin want from me?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know about this either." Hao Jing said: "If you are okay, can you come upstairs with me now? The big boss is still waiting for you."

Mr. Qin is waiting for me? ? ?

Zhang DaDa's eyes widened and his brain shut down for a moment.

This is like someone saying to a small worker on a construction site in later generations, the richest man in our city is waiting for you... Please come with me.

Anyone else would be confused!

Shortly after.

Watching Zhang DaDa follow the girl in the western dress and walk into the building heavily and lightly, the coachmen who stayed by the car looked at each other. Among them, the one who laughed at Da Da the most couldn't help but said: "Let's Wasn’t it a little too much just now?”

It doesn’t matter if Zhang DaDabao thinks they are going too far, but if Zhang DaDang, who is related to Mr. Qin, thinks they are going too far, then they must have gone too far!

"The most outrageous one is you." The other person glared at him and said angrily.

I am also free, so why bother prodding the little fat man when I have nothing to do?

"Then how about we apologize together later when Brother Zhang... comes back?" said the man who doubted whether he had gone too far.

"It's okay to apologize, but it's just a soft word anyway. In our line of work, how can we have any dignity?" Someone immediately agreed.

After a while, the coachmen reached a consensus.

Even if they are, they still don't know what Mr. Qin has to do with Zhang DaDa...

Fourth floor.

President's room.

Hao Jing walked in front, stepped into the room with the awkward little fat man, bowed and said: "Big boss, Mr. Zhang is here."

"Thank you. Go and do your work. Mr. Zhang and I will have a chat alone." Qin Yao stood up and said.

"Yes, boss." Hao Jing nodded, left the room obediently, and closed the door behind her.

"Mr. Qin..." When there were only two of them left in the room, Zhang DaDa became even more nervous and whispered.

This sound is only slightly louder than the buzzing of a fly.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Zhang." Qin Yao waved and led him to the rest area of ​​the office.

"Not nervous, not nervous."

Zhang DaDa tried hard to stay calm, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Qin, call me DaDa, my friends all call me that."

"No problem." Qin Yao walked to the sofa and sat down, pointing to the opposite side: "Sit down, be brave."

Zhang boldly glanced at the sofa, then looked down at his pants, and said awkwardly: "My pants are not clean...they are dusty."

Mainly because this sofa looked very expensive, and he was afraid that if something happened to him, he wouldn't be able to afford it.

"The sofa is for people to sit on. What's wrong with it being a little gray?" Qin Yao shook his head and smiled warmly: "Don't worry, sit down, no one will dislike you."

Zhang DaDa: "..."

Will no one dislike him?

His parents despised him for being incompetent.

His wife dislikes him for having no money.

His colleagues dislike him for being ungenerous.

These people who should be close to him dislike him without even trying to hide it.

Perhaps only Mr. Qin, whom he met for the first time, didn't dislike him for anything!

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Feeling moved in his heart, Zhang boldly sat down slowly, not even daring to move his buttocks.

"You don't have to be so polite." Qin Yao waved his hand and said: "Bold, I heard Secretary Hao talk about you. I admire your courage and seriousness, so I asked Secretary Hao to invite you over without delaying you. Let's work?"

Zhang boldly said hurriedly: "No delay, no delay, this is not a busy time. There will be more customers in the evening."

Qin Yao smiled: "That's good. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me. At least in this city, apart from life and death, there are very few troubles that I can't solve."

Zhang DaDa did not expect that the noble support in the play would suddenly appear in front of him. He was a little confused. After he realized it, an idea flashed in his mind. He hurriedly knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your appreciation. I am so bold." The only good thing is these two hundred kilograms of meat. If you want to sell it to Mr. Qin, please ask Mr. Qin to take it in."

Even Qin Yao didn't realize how powerful he was, given his current status, against a ruthless Corporal with a poor family...

The ancients said that one would work hard to repay the kindness of the king, and then die after exhausting one's work. What one repays is the kindness of knowing and meeting someone!