Qingmei is no match for the sky. Why are you crying when I leave?

"Manager Wang, something has happened!"

The postal express outlet in the old city of Yuncheng, the thin person in charge of the collection department, broke into Manager Wang's office and shouted in panic.

The chubby manager Wang was frightened, and the remaining half of the shortbread in his hand "snapped" and fell to the ground, raised his eyes, and complained angrily: "

How many times have I told you, I want to knock on the door when I enter the office... My shortbread! Look at your panic, everything must be steady, what big things can happen to our outlet?

"Big thing, really big thing!"

"Don't panic, how big can it be, know why I am a manager, just calm down." Manager Wang looked calm and looked for a broom to sweep the shortbread on the floor.

"It's really a big deal!"

"Then you said it! What's the big deal? Manager Wang was a little panicked.

"Sohu has more than 70,000 pajamas to be delivered!"

"What? Why didn't you say something so big earlier! Manager Fat Wang threw away the broom and "snapped" his thigh.

Lying groove, this is really a big deal!

On weekdays, the daily delivery volume of the old city network is about 2,000 pieces, which is equivalent to the delivery volume of the outlet for more than a month.

It seems that the young man who looked like a student yesterday is not a neurotic.

What's it called... Right, Wen Hao.

At that time, this kid said that he would deliver 100,000 pajamas to bargain with him, and he felt that this kid was a neurotic, so he quoted the lowest price within his authority.

It's a shame, at that time, this kid also asked him to prepare in advance, so as not to be in a hurry.

He always felt that this kid had no hair on his mouth and couldn't do things firmly, and what he said was not credible, so he casually dealt with a few words and sent this kid away.

I didn't expect it to be true!

What can be done about this?

Isn't this looking for a problem for him?

70,000 pajamas, collection, recording information, sorting... These few people in the network can't do it at all!

The chubby manager Wang, after stepping on the heel of his shoes and pacing on the ground thinking, then picked up the phone and dialed the phone of Manager Liu of the business department of the Cloud City branch:

"Manager Liu, something has happened!"

"Manager Wang, look at you panicked, everything must be steady, what big things can happen to our branch?"

"Manager Liu, it's really a big deal!"

"Don't panic, how big can it be, know why I can be the manager of the branch business department, no, just calm down."

"Manager Liu, it's really a big deal!"

"Groove! Then you said it! Manager Liu's tone was not calm.

"Sohu has more than 70,000 pajamas to be delivered today, and the number is increasing!"

"Groove! Such a big thing, why didn't you say it earlier! You don't have enough people there, I'll transfer people for you!

"..." Hanging

up the phone, the chubby manager Wang summoned the employees to a meeting in the office and arranged the task

: "Three cars in the outlet, five people went to the Hengyuan warehouse at the same time to collect the express balabala..." Just

after the task, the thin person in charge wrinkled his nose and sniffed, a smell of feet, he glared at the little fat on the other side:

"Little fat, put on your shoes!"

Xiao Chuan sniffed, not his own smell, glanced at Manager Wang stepping on the heel of his shoes and wearing shoes, so he had to nod innocently.

The chubby Manager Wang glanced left and right, found that no one paid attention to him, and quietly put on his shoes.

"Let's act!"

After the employees left, Manager Wang was worried.

For the outlet, 70,000 pajamas, collection, sticking problems are not big, but sorting is a big problem, there is no automated sorting line here, even if the branch people are all transferred, they have to work overtime.

Who would have thought that there would be so many couriers all of a sudden!

In the past, the clothes were all sent by logistics, and the whole batch was sent, who knew that this kid's express delivery was sent to all parts of the country one by one?

Family, this is not reasonable.

It's really a talent.

Paralyzed the outlet!

......

Coming to the classroom, Wen Hao found a seat according to his examination number.

Cloud City II does this very well, giving most people a fair chance to compete, and a placement test is held every year at the beginning of school.

Of course, for a few privileges, no matter how many points are scored, they will stay in the same class.

Society is like this, it can only be just, but not fair.

In his previous life, this placement test, Wen Hao went to the second class in order to accompany Zhong Yuer, and now I think about it and feel ridiculous at that time.

Not this time.

Not surprisingly, after this exam, Teacher Liu will find out lung cancer, and if he wants to go to the capital for surgery, he will not be able to be a class teacher.

In his previous life, when Wen Ya was sick, Teacher Liu not only helped with money, but also used his social connections to help contact Kidney Source.

Therefore, he must go all out this time and achieve amazing results in the exam, drawing a perfect end to Mr. Liu's teaching career.

Preparing the paper and pen for the exam, Wen Hao looked up and saw Zhong Yuer coming in with a lunch box, her eyes flushed, as if she had just cried.

Han Ze was wiping the blackboard, and when he looked back and saw Zhong Yuer's mentally weak appearance, he hurriedly wagged his tail and asked for warmth:

"Zhong Yuer, are you not feeling well?"

"It's okay." Zhong Yuer said lightly.

Han Ze said apologetically: "The incident that day was that I was too presumptuous to sit with you without asking for your opinion, I'm sorry." When

the heart is sad, someone shush and ask for warmth, although this person is a person who usually does not catch a cold, but his heart will not be too disgusted, Zhong Yuer smiled:

"Han Ze, you didn't eat breakfast, did you?" Eat this and wash my lunch box.

Han Ze looked flattered, took the lunch box tremblingly, and stammered:

"I can eat it after eating, I will definitely wash the lunch box for you, and leave not a drop of water."

Call!

Groove!

Han Ze actually ate the breakfast sent by Zhong Dabei!

The boys in the class were envious, and Han Ze's success ignited hope for Zhong Yuer's army of licking dogs, it seems that as long as the licking skill is deep, there will always be a day to lick.

Han Ze held the lunch box as cautiously as if he were holding an urn.

He turned his head to look at Wen Hao, smiling like 80,000 in mahjong, with the posture of a victor.

The corners of Wen Hao's mouth rose, and he shook his head, looking at his eyes a little complicated.

This big cute, bitter sea has no end, turning back is the shore.

Zhong Yuer came over to meet Wen Hao's eyes, biting her lower lip, seemingly afraid to speak, and afraid of being rejected, but still spoke:

"Wen Hao, since you can't eat the omelette I made, let's go to lunch together at noon?" Also, I will study hard.

At this time, Han Ze just opened the lunch box, saw that it was an omelette egg, and directly vomited blood.

People don't eat it before they give it to him!

Call! Whew!

Groove!

The school flower actually made breakfast for Wen Hao!

It's infuriating that Wen Hao doesn't eat it!

What's even more infuriating is that the school flower also invited him to lunch!

Let no one live!

The classmates became agitated.

"Hahaha, squad leader, can you still eat?"

"I'll just say, how can Colonel Zhong make him breakfast."

Wen Hao did not laugh at Han Ze, his former self was as ridiculous as him.

Zhong Yuer made breakfast for Zhou Yidong, Zhou Yidong didn't eat it, she gave it to Wen Hao, but Wen Hao was like getting a baby, reluctant to eat, an omelette divided into two meals before eating.

Wen Hao raised his head and looked at Zhong Yuer's handsome face:

"I'm sorry, my sister asked me to go home for dinner at noon."

......

Outside! Outside! Outside!

Q: Senior Wen Hao, what should I do if someone I like has someone else in mind?

Senior Wen Hao's quote: When you are listed by her as the object of choice, let it go, because you have lost the initiative, otherwise you will lose completely.