President, Our Egg Is Lost

Wu Yaoqiang still couldn't believe that Ji Xiaoyu, who looked as delicate as a big girl, could have this ability. It should have been an accident just now. He had to think of a way to win a round.

Wu Yaoqiang moved his wrists, but it was okay, there was no problem, so he proposed: "Brother Ji, how about let's break a wrist?"

Brother Ji...Yes, he accidentally showed his hand just now, and it is still effective, stronger than the previous messy names. Ji Xiaoyu smiled slightly: "Okay."

Then the two people were seated separately by the bedside table, and each put their right arm on the table. One side is dark, thick and muscular; the other side is white and delicate, shaped like tender lotus root, and the two compartments are in sharp contrast.

Wu Yaoqiang hesitated when he saw it, what if he broke this kid's arm? At that time, not only will he be scolded to death by Old Li, but he will also have to accompany a certain amount of medical expenses. What should I do if the medical expenses are not enough and the boy is entangled forever...

"Brother Qiangzi, please give me more advice." Ji Xiaoyu waited impatiently, and simply held Wu Yaoqiang's hand directly, and pressed his wrist halfway down with a slight force.

Wu Yaoqiang suddenly felt a strong attack, and he dared not take it lightly at the moment, his arm suddenly exerted force, the veins on his arm burst, and he broke his wrist back.

With Ji Xiaoyu’s strength, breaking Wu Yaoqiang’s arm is as easy as squeezing a crispy cucumber, but on the one hand, he and Wu Yaoqiang do not have such a big hatred, and on the other hand, if he acts too badly, he may be regarded as a monster, so he After holding back his strength, he pretended to be deadlocked with Wu Yaoqiang for more than ten seconds before pressing his wrist on the table.

Ji Xiaoyu hugged a fist and said modestly: "Brother Qiangzi, you have given up."

Wu Yaoqiang was convinced when he lost, and he was convinced if he didn't believe it. Seeing Ji Xiaoyu's eyes immediately changed 180 degrees, "Brother Ji, why are you so strong? Have you ever practiced some qigong martial arts? Category?"

"Yes, I have practiced my family's ancestral kungfu since I was a child." Ji Xiaoyu nodded along with the trend, and "heh heh" gestured with punches and kicks. "Don't look at me thin, I am in my hometown. It's invincible all over the town."

"No wonder, let me just say it!" Wu Yaoqiang suddenly realized that he was finally balanced. It was not that he was not as strong as others, but that this kid was from his family and his skills were too bad.

Thinking about what he had done before, he couldn't help being ashamed and apprehensive. He hesitated and said: "Brother Ji, what? I didn't mean to embarrass you before, but... I was afraid that you would squeeze my place and Uncle Li would fire me. Squid, after all, I haven’t been to work for more than two months. Uncle Li must have an opinion on me. To tell you the truth, my mother’s condition has temporarily stabilized, but the follow-up treatment and recuperation still have a lot of expenses. I You have to save a little more money, and you can't lose this job, so I deliberately struggled with you. Don't blame you..."

"It's okay. From now on, Brother Qiangzi don't embarrass the younger brother anymore." Ji Xiaoyu didn't expect to hear such words. This brutal-looking guy turned out to be a dutiful son, thinking of his two fathers who had never met. Suddenly it was a little sour, and the previous anger also disappeared. In turn, he comforted Wu Yaoqiang, "Uncle Li wants to expand the scale of the small restaurant. It is precisely when he is employing people. Just now he boasted that you are a great hero, and he certainly won't fry. Yours, don't worry."

"That's good, that's good." Wu Yaoqiang smiled embarrassedly, touched his short hedgehog-like hair, his thick black face was faintly red.

The misunderstanding was resolved, Ji Xiaoyu relaxed, yawned, and became a little sleepy. Turning his head to look at the 1.2-meter bed can't help but make trouble, it must be two big men who can't sleep. Besides, he has to incubate eggs, and it is even more impossible to sleep in the same bed with Wu Yaoqiang.

Wu Yaoqiang thought of going with him, and immediately said, "Brother Ji, this bed is small and not strong. Maybe it will be overwhelmed by me. It's better for you to sleep, and I will go downstairs to sleep."

Ji Xiaoyu said politely: "This is not great, there is a restaurant downstairs, there is no place to sleep."

Wu Yaoqiang explained with a gesture: "Move the table downstairs and it's much more spacious than in the attic, without bumping your head. There is also a folding steel wire bed in the storeroom. It is strong and will not collapse no matter how I sleep."

"Oh, well, I'm not welcome. Qiangzi brother, good night, see you tomorrow."

"Hey, brother Ji, see you tomorrow!"

Brother Qiangzi and Brother Ji just didn't know each other without fighting. From the second day on, the atmosphere of the Lao Li’s restaurant became very harmonious and friendly. The two guys changed the rigid situation that was disliked by each other before, cooperated with each other properly, helped each other, and the work efficiency was significantly improved. The small restaurant His business has gone to a new level, which made Li's head happy all day long from ear to ear.

…

In the morning a few days later, sunlight poured into the room through the gaps of the half-open shutters, forming columns of light on the carpet beside the glass curtain wall.

Cheng Yutang put down the pen, moved his wrists, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes.

The office door was knocked, and he closed his eyes and said, "Come in."

Someone came in and walked to the desk and whispered: "Cheng, the background of that takeaway boy has been found. I will put the information on the table for you. You can check it when you have time."

Cheng Yutang opened his eyes and directly took a thin page of A4 paper from Zhao Baixin and scanned it up and down.

—Ji Xiaoyu, male, Han nationality, 20 years old, native of Qingshan Town, Xingcheng City, Province A. His parents died early. He finished high school with the help of villagers. He has a political outlook and simple social relations. Entered Xingcheng Xinhao Hotel on January 4, 2017 as a room attendant, with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan. During the period, he performed fairly well, and his relationship with colleagues was average. No special incidents occurred. On the morning of Christmas Day, December 25, 2017, he suddenly left his job and went home. After half a year, he had not been to Qingshan Town, nor had he contacted any outsiders. Until I came to Ning City on June 1 this year, I have been working at the "Lao Li Jiachang Restaurant" on Luohu Street, with a monthly salary of 2,800 yuan. He is mainly responsible for delivery of food.

What the **** is a flower in Screw Street... Cheng Yutang's eyes twitched, staring at the piece of paper for a long time without making a sound.

Except for the last nickname of vulgarity, the experience listed on the paper is very simple and lacklustre.

My parents died early and I only had to go through high school, life must be very difficult. Suddenly resigned on the morning of Christmas on December 25. It can be concluded that it is related to what happened the previous night. I am afraid that it is to reverse the distressed economic situation and reached an agreement with Han Qingshi to climb into his bed and sell his body. He left Xinhao Hotel and returned to Qingshan Town.

But why did he come out again after a lapse of six months, or did he do a little job in a fly restaurant that couldn't get on the table at all?

Was Han Qing's salary not enough, or did Ji Xiaoyu squander the money from the transaction during the half-year period, and then had to go out to work again to make money?

2,800 yuan is not enough for a bottle of wine.

This simple background introduction gave Cheng Yutang some information. However, the previous questions still exist, and a series of new problems have emerged at the same time.

Cheng Yutang turned around a simple tail ring on the little finger of his left hand. This was his habitual little movement when he fell into thinking.

Zhao Baixin waited for a while without hearing the instructions, but he also knew that Mr. Cheng was distracted by this takeaway boy, otherwise he would not spend time thinking about it, so he kindly asked: "Ms. Cheng, do you need me? Arrange, let him come to see you tonight?"

Cheng Yutang frowned slightly in disgust. This first assistant was very smart, but sometimes too smart, which made him feel uncomfortable that his privacy was offended.

He subconsciously refused, and then changed his mind again, because he also wanted to figure it out earlier, so as not to hang up and feel uncomfortable.

"Order me a takeaway of Lao Li's home-cooked food at noon and ask him to send it directly to my office."

Gee, are you so impatient? Some indescribable pictures flashed in Zhao Baixin's mind, but he answered quickly: "Yes, I'm going to call."

A few minutes later, Ji Xiaoyu received a takeaway call from a man at Lao Li’s Restaurant: "Is Ji Xiaoyu? My name is Zhao. I want a Kung Pao chicken set meal. You must come by yourself at 12 o’clock and take the elevator. Deliver it to Room 101 on the top floor of Hongsheng Building."

Kung Pao Chicken... Ji Xiaoyu couldn't help but shivered, and then responded: "Okay, I will deliver it to you on time at 12 o'clock!"

As a pheasant with a good appetite and good health, Ji Xiaoyu eats everything except chicken and eggs. But he can't stop others from eating, he can't help but fry his hair every time he hears other people order chicken-related dishes.

After reporting the name of the dish with Li De, Ji Xiaoyu realized that today's takeaway order was a bit unusual. The other party named him to deliver it by himself, and took a special elevator to the top floor of Hongsheng Building.

He has heard that the higher the floor of the Hongsheng Building, the higher the level of the job, and the ability to work on the top floor, even if it is just a sweeping cleaner, may be higher than the lower-level staff with the same post.

Could it be that he is so famous now that even the senior officials of Hongsheng have heard of it? Ji Xiaoyu couldn't help being a little complacent.

When the old head of Li had fried the Gongbao chicken, Ji Xiaoyu packed up and went to Hongsheng Building.

After entering the elevator lobby, he crossed the employee elevator and came to the special elevator, which was guarded by a powerful security guard by Kong Wu.

The security guard looked him up and down, and asked blankly: "Are you Ji Xiaoyu?"

"Yes."

"Go in." The security guard pressed the open button and pressed the floor for Ji Xiaoyu.

"thanks."

Ji Xiaoyu got into a special elevator that was more spacious and luxurious than the employee elevator, and felt a little nervous in her heart.