President, Our Egg Is Lost

The elevator went straight up quietly and quickly without stopping all the way. Ji Xiaoyu suddenly felt dizzy and weightless, his chest was stuffy, and his eardrums were a little up and painful, so he had to lean against the wall to relieve the discomfort.

He knew that some people were motion sickness, seasickness, seasickness, and airsickness, but he didn't expect that he would be motion sickness in the elevator.

After reaching the 46th floor, the elevator door slid open silently on both sides, and Ji Xiaoyu staggered out on the soles of her feet, just as if she had drunk too much.

The top floor is very quiet and well decorated. In the open office area in the middle, there are still a few executives and secretaries who did not go to lunch. They were surprised to see a takeaway boy coming out of the elevator.

Zhao Baixin was waiting at his desk, and when he saw Ji Xiaoyu swaying over, he couldn't help but frowned. This kid was too unstable, thinking that he would be overwhelmed with his golden thighs? But he didn't say anything too much. He pointed his finger at the opposite office and said, "Mr. Cheng is in it. You can send it by yourself."

Mr. Cheng? Which Mr. Cheng...

Ji Xiaoyu carried the takeaway basket and walked over dazedly. He forgot to knock on the door. He stretched out his hand and opened the door, so he walked directly in.

When I stepped on the thick sound-absorbing carpet, I did not know how to do it. Ji Xiaoyu was mixed with garlic under his feet, and his body lost balance. .

Cheng Yutang: "..."

Throw in your arms as soon as you come, do you want to be so enthusiastic?

Cheng Yutang lowered his head and faced Ji Xiaoyu's eyes that seemed out of focus, with a thin layer of mist on his forehead, and a faint blush on his white cheeks.

This appearance reminded Cheng Yutang of some charming pieces of Christmas Eve last year. His lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and one hand grasped the thin and tough waist as if he was self-conscious.

Everyone has his sensitive points and fate, the demon is no exception, Ji Xiaoyu's weakness happens to be his waist. As soon as Cheng Yutang's hand touched it, he felt that there was an electric current rapidly climbing along the lumbar spine and spine, making him soft and almost falling into Cheng Yutang's arms.

However, his innate defensive instinct also made his heart alarm loudly, overwhelming the discomfort of the previous faint elevator. He twisted his waist and broke away from that big hand, then lifted his free left hand and patted Cheng Yutang's chest and abdomen to push him out, and shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Ji Xiaoyu's palm used 50% of his true power. Cheng Yutang was unprepared and was shocked to retreat three steps in a row. The blood in his chest surged. It took a long time to take a breath and slowly said: "I'm just worried that you will I fell, so I just reached out to help you."

Uh, it turned out to be like this...

Ji Xiaoyu's dizzy head came to his senses and realized that he had overreacted, and he laid a heavy hand on a mortal, and immediately said with guilt: "I'm sorry. A palm. Are you okay?"

Just now, his strength was three points greater than the strength of throwing Wu Yaoqiang that day. This man was actually able to stand up, except that his face was a little pale, and he seemed to have no major problems. It seemed that his body was quite good.

"...It's okay." Cheng Yutang silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood that poured into his throat. How could this little guy make such a heavy move... He would never admit that he had indeed moved some unspeakable thoughts just now, let alone embarrassed. He confessed that his stomach hurts a lot, but he looked at Ji Xiaoyu with a heavy gaze, "You don't know who I am?"

"Should I know?" Ji Xiaoyu asked strangely.

He was looking straight at the man in front of him. He wore a well-cut dark suit and a pair of glasses. He was handsome and gentle. He was tall and leggy. He showed the charm of a mature and successful man. It was just two days ago. The man he squeezed into the staff elevator said, "So it's you, you're Mr. Cheng?"

The disappointment in Cheng Yutang's eyes flashed away, and his tone was flat: "I am."

"Sorry, disrespect and disrespect."

Although the encounter last time was a bit unpleasant, another misunderstanding happened just now. Ji Xiaoyu dedicatedly put the take-out basket on the desk, quickly took out the lunch box, soup and tableware, and arranged it neatly, and then habitually A grin: "Cheng, the Gongbao chicken set meal you ordered is 25 yuan in total."

Cheng Yutang: "..."

He took out the wallet, took out the smallest fifty-dollar bill in it and handed it over, "No need to look for it."

Ji Xiaoyu was overjoyed immediately, took the banknotes with both hands and put them in his pockets, and said crisply, "Thank you Mr. Cheng!"

In the past, there were cases where take-out customers didn't want to give them a small tip, but it was usually only three or five yuan. It was the first time he encountered a person who was as generous as Cheng Yutang, which was 25 yuan.

Mr. Cheng is so lavish! This takeaway is worth it!

Cheng Yutang looked at him with a dizzy smile and looked like he had picked up Jin Ke La, and his mood was a little bit complicated.

Ji Xiaoyu then smiled and said: "Cheng, I wish you a happy meal and look forward to your next patronage."

After talking about the takeaway basket, go out.

Is this over? Cheng Yutang blurted out: "Wait!"

"Cheng, do you need anything else?" Ji Xiaoyu turned around.

Cheng Yutang didn't know what to say for a while, and then asked after a pause, "How are you doing now?"

"???" Ji Xiaoyu was a little confused about Mr. Cheng's sudden concern, "It's okay, my body is good, and it's delicious to eat."

Apart from lack of money, there is nothing bad.

"You just pushed me with great strength. Have you learned Kung Fu before?"

"Yes, my family's ancestral kung fu." Ji Xiaoyu is already able to deal with this kind of problem.

Cheng Yutang pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Hongsheng Building has insufficient security staff now. Are you interested in changing jobs?"

It seemed that Ji Xiaoyu had no impression of him at all. He took the medicine that night, and it was normal that there was a fault in his memory.

After all, Cheng Yutang couldn’t watch this little thing running around to deliver food every day, earning less than 3,000 yuan a month, so it would be lowered invisibly. Up to his own grade. Arranged him to work for Hongsheng, just to pull him a little bit, to make his life a little bit easier, and to feel more comfortable in his heart.

Mr. Cheng convinced himself in his heart.

Hey, can you pick up a job if you send a takeaway, is there such a good thing? Of course Ji Xiaoyu was interested, and went straight to the subject: "Then how is the security treatment for you here?"

Although Qiangzi's workload has been reduced a lot since he returned, he has no extra time to find a job.

Moreover, Ji Xiaoyu is a computer novice, and he doesn't know how to look for news and submit resumes on the recruitment website. He only relies on the recruitment enlightenment posted outside the shop, which is very inefficient.

In the past two days, he has taken the time to ask several nearby shops that are hiring workers, and none of them has a higher salary than a small restaurant, so the change of jobs has been put on hold for the time being.

As the president, Cheng Yutang is a figure standing at the top of the group's pyramid. Of course, he doesn't know what the security of the building is. He casually compiled a set of rhetoric that should be more attractive to Ji Xiaoyu, and he thinks that it is not too outrageous. "Salary packages are different for different levels. Starting at 45,000 a month, five insurances and one housing fund, food and housing are included, and there is a bonus based on performance at the end of the year. The salary will be adjusted accordingly in the next year."

Wow, four thousand five, a full seventeen thousand more than the salary of a small restaurant! There are other conditions, which are much better than small restaurants!

What a good day today is that I dropped such a big piece of pie and smashed it on my head! Ji Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with golden light instantly, and he exulted and said, "Thank you Mr. Cheng, I'll change it!"

This little thing really opened his eyes when seeing Qian... Cheng Yutang said calmly: "Then you go to the security office to go through the entry formalities tomorrow."

Ji Xiaoyu was about to agree. After thinking about it, he changed his words again: "I am afraid it won't work tomorrow. I haven't mentioned my resignation at the small restaurant. I have to talk to the boss first so that he can prepare. I will have one at the earliest. Come back next week, can you?"

Although the two or three months of working in a small restaurant were relatively busy, Ji Xiaoyu had a pretty good life on the whole, and got along well with Lao Li Tou, Zhang Qiaoyan and Wu Yaoqiang. He hoped that this job could start and end well, unlike last year. Xinhao was in a mess like that.

In addition, he will finish this month in one week, and he can receive an extra month's salary. Otherwise, if he leaves in such a hurry, he will definitely explode with Old Li’s temper. Even if he doesn’t deduct all of his salary this month, at least half will be deducted. He doesn’t want to work hard for half a month. It's all in vain.

Cheng Yutang was a little surprised when he heard Ji Xiaoyu's remarks. It seemed that this kid hadn't completely gotten into Qian's eyes, and he still had a little professionalism.

He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, you can arrange the time yourself, and I will say hello to the security department in advance."

Ji Xiaoyu was surprised and happy, and at the same time feeling a little unreliable, he doubted: "You say what you have to say? Don't let me resign and you regret it again, then I will lose a lot of money."

If Cheng Yutang regrets it, he is not afraid that he can't find a job elsewhere, but it takes time, and time is money and should not be wasted!

"I have been in the business world for so many years, and I have been questioned about credit for the first time." Cheng Yutang's mouth twitched and almost laughed, "Then you say, how can you believe it?"

Ji Xiaoyu's black and white eyeballs circled around, revealing a glimmer of light, "Can we set up a note and draw a bet?"

"Then you stand up." Cheng Yutang took out a piece of paper and a pen, wanting to see what tricks this kid could do.

Ji Xiaoyu grabbed the pen, unconsciously bit the cap and frowned, wondering how to write.

Cheng Yutang: "..."

Such a big person still gnaws on the pen, is it dirty? !