Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Jiang Zhijun was awakened by urinating.

When he finished urinating with his eyes closed and opened them again, the sunlight had already cast a halo on the wall.

Looking at the half-yellow and half-white halo, Jiang Zhijun felt a sense of happiness in his mind. Today, how many men wake up from urinating, can they solve it in the bathroom? Even the old man only changed to a house with a bathroom the year before last, and he made enough money in the second year of his career to buy the house in front of his family.

Of course, I participated in the fund-raising and building of the old unit through some connections, but no matter what, this house of more than 100 square meters is something that colleagues in the unit have worked hard all their lives, even if they are exhausted. Upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones, socialism has been modernized.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhijun raised his neck happily, looked at the plaster ceiling above his head, stood on tiptoe, and shook lightly three times, and then, the second thought came to his heart...

Hey, when did my bathroom install a plaster ceiling?

After careful recollection, Jiang Zhijun finally confirmed—there is no plaster ceiling installed in my bathroom!

So……

Jiang Zhijun abruptly put down his trembling human organs, widened his eyes, looked around, and then nodded in satisfaction:

Sure enough, this is not the bathroom, this is the kitchen, let me just say, my bathroom does not have a plaster ceiling, it is so dangerous, I thought I went to the wrong place...

Well, but why is there always some strange uneasiness in my heart?

"Jiang! Zhi! Army!"

The roar passed through the living room and reached Jiang Zhijun's ears.

Jiang Zhijun shuddered all over, looked to the left in horror, and then saw Du Manxue with a swollen beard and hair.

Although it is not appropriate to use the word "beard and hair spouting" to describe a woman, or to describe his own wife, but thinking about the appearance of the Lion Roar in the River East, Jiang Zhijun clearly saw that the little fluff on his wife's chin was also raised .

"Man Xue, what did I do when I was drunk yesterday?" Jiang Zhijun asked cautiously, then shook his body organs and stuffed them back into his pants.

The corners of Du Manxue's eyes were almost cracked, suppressing her anger, she said, "I want to ask you, what are you doing now?"

"Now? I'm just out to go to the toilet...uh...toilet...toilet,

Toilet..." Jiang Zhijun suddenly matched the words toilet and kitchen, and subconsciously lowered his head to look down.

Jiang Zhijun's brain was working rapidly.

"Oh, I remembered that Old Wang wanted to treat me to dinner at noon." Jiang Zhijun held his belt, turned around and fled.

Du Manxue just stretched out one arm sideways, and grabbed Jiang Zhijun's crime tool through his trousers:

"Have you grown up? Drinking till midnight, getting up in the middle of the day and giving gifts to my wife, go, clean it up for me!"

"Yes, I'll clean it up right away." Jiang Zhijun answered quickly, with no sign of a hangover at all. This was not only because Du Manxue spoke with great momentum, but also because she clenched her fists when she spoke. Very strong.

Jiang Zhijun stayed at home obediently until noon. Seeing that Du Manxue's expression had changed from cloudy to sunny, he whispered, "I really have to go out at noon. I have an appointment with someone."

"Going to drink again?" Du Manxue frowned.

Jiang Zhijun smiled wryly, and said, "I don't want to drink either, there's nothing I can do."

"You told me last night." Du Manxue's expression became gentler, and she said, "Our family is not short of money anymore, so it's not good to earn less? You drink during the day and drink at night like this ,I……"

Seeing his wife's expression was wrong, Jiang Zhijun quickly took her hand and sat down, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, drink less, let's drink less."

"real?"

"real."

"Then are you still going at noon?"

"I still have to go, I try not to drink, I must drink, and I don't get drunk."

With a gentle voice, Du Manxue asked, "Jiang Zhijun, is this old lady so easy to deceive?"

"No, I..." Jiang Zhijun couldn't tell, sighed, and said, "Isn't there nothing I can do?"

"Why can't we do it? If we earn a few dollars less, we will lose tens of thousands of dollars, and we can't survive?" Du Manxue frowned.

"It's not about tens of thousands of dollars. Another thing, it's not about our family or me alone." Jiang Zhijun looked at Du Manxue and said, "Look, we said it was a partnership of four people, and Lao Jiao is From Zhongmu, Ding Shili belongs to the town house, that is, Wen Zelin, who has a deeper background than us. I can be the general manager and make decisions, and I rely on the means of doing business. If every ranch wants 2000, Let's just give him two thousand, what does he want me to do?"

Although what he said was not very thorough, Jiang Zhijun still conveyed his simple sense of crisis.

Du Manxue's eyelids twitched and said, "Since it's everyone's business, let's drink together, why use you to death."

"Look at what you said, it doesn't matter whether it's a company with a few people or an army of tens of thousands of people, not everyone has to perform their duties. Now that we have come out, we have specified that we want to do business, so we have to do a good job. What about foreign countries? I don’t know about business. To put it bluntly, we do business in China. The wine is dry! Especially when talking about business with people like state-owned enterprises, you have to drink them well before we can talk, right?” Jiang Zhijun He paused for a while, and said: "I'm not good at saying something, I still like to discuss business with this screwdriver, it's simple. Yang Rui stopped drinking, but you see, he limit our price in a daze, otherwise, we Do I need to run around every day to discuss business with small farms? I can drink up the people from Zhongmu.”

According to the agreement between Genetic Engineering Laboratory and Zhike Biotechnology Service Co., Ltd., the price of embryo transfer services sold by Jiang Zhijun and others to China Animal Husbandry cannot exceed 1,300 yuan. Compared with the current market price of 2,000 to 3,000 yuan, it is naturally the latter’s profit. More space. In fact, the two are not comparable at all. The profit of the latter is almost ten times that of the former. Jiang Zhijun and others have long been jealous.

Du Manxue realized that instead of convincing her husband, she was about to be persuaded by Jiang Zhijun.

Her lips moved, and finally she couldn't help sighing, and said, "I'd rather you not make this money."

"It doesn't matter if we don't make money. If we don't make this money, we'll just open our mouths and wait for Yang Rui to reveal the money..." Jiang Zhijun shook his head and said, "I would rather lay down a channel by myself and let Yang Rui see it when the time comes. We Zhike can only go this way."

Du Manxue found that she couldn't be persuaded, so she had to cook white porridge, serve it to Jiang Zhijun to warm his stomach, and said: "From now on, you must eat something before drinking, and you are not allowed to drink on an empty stomach. Also, don't try to get the highest price, sell less. A few or a dozen dollars is fine."

"Don't worry, they are all stretching now. When I can't stretch, I can ask for 3,000, and I can also ask for 3,100." Jiang Zhijun drank half a bowl of porridge, and said boldly: "I just turned 40 years old. You can still fight for another thirty years, let’s see what I do.”

Looking at Jiang Zhijun's expression, Du Manxue couldn't help becoming gentle. She straightened his collar and said, "Don't try too hard."

"Even if you don't fight for us, you have to fight for your son. There is nothing for a man to be afraid of." Jiang Zhijun laughed heartily, and after a little tidying up, he went out. The song: "The Red Army, don't be afraid of the difficulty of the expedition, ten thousand! Water, thousands of mountains, just wait for nothing, thousands of rivers and mountains, just wait for nothing... The Red Army is not afraid of the difficulty of the expedition..."

Du Manxue smiled when she heard it, and when the sound stopped, she reluctantly closed the door and began to clean up the mess in the house.

When it comes to housework, time flies by too quickly.

When Du Manxue cleaned up the kitchen and tidied up the living room, and just started wiping the utensils in the bathroom, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Papapapa", "Papapapa".

The knock on the door was so urgent that Du Manxue's heart jumped.

Du Manxue threw down the rag unhappily, stepped out while arranging her clothes, and shouted, "Here we come, don't knock."

After a few steps, Du Manjun opened the door, and saw a familiar young man, panting and raising his hand, as if he was about to knock on the door again.

"You are……"

"Is that Mrs. Jiang? I'm Xiao Xu from the company, Mr. Jiang..." Xiao Xu took a breath, and said again: "Mr. Jiang is hospitalized."

Jun Duman was so startled that he lost his voice and said, "What's going on? Please explain clearly."

"Mr. Jiang fights with others, has stomach bleeding, and is sent to the hospital!"

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