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When Su Ye began to sing "Zebra and Zebra".

Chen Nanfeng, who had been thinking about it all afternoon at home, also started to act.

If the person he knew most about Mumu Company was Wang Yifei.

Because his wooden number was also written off by Liang Weinan, he could only call to talk about it.

Fortunately.

He has always been taciturn, and Wang Yifei's phone number is still stored in his address book.

"Hey, Yifei."

"Brother Chen, what are you up to."

"It's okay, sitting on the sofa, by the way, I want to tell you something."

"Brother Chen, you say."

Chen Nanfeng tangled.

With his personality, he hardly knows how to do face-to-face digging.

"I have joined Su Ye's company now."

"However, Liang Weinan asked the Internet Society to take care of it, and because we did not apply for green certification, it prevented many people from applying for employment."

"I, I want to ask you a favor."

Wang Yifei's brain turned quickly.

Chen Nanfeng asked himself what the purpose of this matter was.

Let yourself help him recruit people?

Let yourself help with green certification?

Chen Nanfeng, who didn't hear Wang Yifei's reply, finally gritted his teeth and said the task that Su Ye had given him.

"Well, I want to ask if you would like to come to Su Ye Company?"

"what?"

Wang Yifei never thought of it.

Chen Nansheng said this.

Is he digging himself?

In other words, after working for a few years, Wang Yifei has never been dug by anyone.

There was such a slight excitement in my heart.

"Are you willing to come?"

"Su Ye's treatment is still good."

"Moreover, he is still a familiar person, and his character is no problem."

"Brother Chen, can you let me think about it?"

"In addition, you said that the treatment is good, you mean..."

"It's mainly working hours."

"I saw the rules posted by Su Ye within the company, and there are only two at present."

"Which two?"

"The first is, from nine to five, weekends and weekends."

"anything else."

"The second article, refuse to work overtime, start with me."

Wang Yifei couldn't help taking a breath.

This is now September, and the temperature at night is getting lower, otherwise it will definitely cause global warming again.

"Brother Chen, is this true?"

"Does the Internet industry still have something like Su Ye?"

Wang Yifei kept chewing these two sentences in his heart.

From nine to five, weekends and weekends, refusing to work overtime, start with me.

This stipulation, this treatment.

Even the state-owned enterprises of the Longhan Empire would not be so comfortable.

It is simply a good place to eat and wait for death, and to provide for the elderly in advance.

It is undeniable that Wang Yifei was moved.

"certainly."

"Moreover, if you join the company now, you will be involved in a big project together."

"Big project?"

"Yes, but I can't say about the content of the project now."

"You need to wait for you to be qualified to know."

The treatment far surpasses that of state-owned enterprises, and can be called the working hours for the elderly, and the key entry can participate in a large project.

Wang Yifei almost made a decision and said I was going.

but.

Although he usually looks carefree.

But he is still very cautious on things like job-hopping.

"Brother Chen, let me ask, how about this salary."

"How much worse than Mumu."

"Don't worry about this."

"Su Ye is very rich and will never treat us badly."

"My entry salary is the same as Mumu's side."

"Okay, Brother Chen."

"I made a decision."

"Tomorrow morning I will resign in Mumu, and then I will find you to join."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Chen Nanfeng was just about to hang up.

Suddenly, the ghost said something awkwardly: "Yifei, would you like to ask, is there anyone else on Mumu who wants to come over?"

"No problem, I'll ask in the small group later."

Chen Nanfeng hung up the phone and waved excitedly.

The first job that Su Ye gave him was completed.

Next, I'm going to find my colleagues and old classmates.

It seems, it seems, probably...

Did my classmates from school set up a programmers forum?

And there are still a lot of people registered on the forum?

Do you have a high-level account?

What are you waiting for, post.

Chen Nanfeng turned on the computer, logged into the forum and started typing.

"Jiangcheng Qingyun Technology recruits several programmers, big projects, reliable bosses"

...

"Fuck!"

Accompanied by applause and whistle.

Su Ye also heard many people shouting "One more song" on the stage.

There are even female customers winking at him.

He was not used to this kind of scene at first, but after two days he was already familiar with it a lot.

After bowing, he slowly stepped off the stage.

When signing the contract with Zhou Yuanyuan, it was said that Su Ye needed to sing four songs in an hour.

There are eight songs in 2 hours of work.

However, there is no specific arrangement for the content and time of the song.

So Su Ye needs a break.

He came to the deck of Li Qianqian and the handsome boy, smiled and asked, "Li Qianqian, is this your boyfriend?"

Li Qianqian glanced at Du Shaofei next to him in an angry manner, but he was preempted by him when he was about to speak.

"Yes, I am Qianqian's boyfriend, Du Shaofei."

"Hello."

Du Shaofei stood up, took a glass of beer and handed it to Su Ye.

Su Ye was also polite, raised his head and drank half a glass of beer.

"President Su, he is not my boyfriend."

"Du Shaofei, you are enough. I said I only treat you as my brother."

Su Ye did not answer.

Looking at Du Shaofei with interest.

He looked stiff, and then returned to nature.

"Qianqian, brother means boyfriend."

"You don't know, do you?"

"What?" Li Qianqian's eyes widened.

"Yeah, you didn't watch the Korean dramas. Are those heroines who call their boyfriends yelling Oppa?"

"What does Oppa mean, I don't need to say more."

Du Shaofei was triumphant, and secretly turned his head and winked at Su Ye.

But in Su Ye's eyes, his action was not trivial at all.

Um.

Yes.

Not at all, wretched.

Li Qianqian was puffed up by du Shaofei's nonsense cheeks.

She rolled her eyes at Du Shaofei directly, and beckoned Su Ye to sit down.

"President Su, don't listen to his nonsense."

"He just grew up with me since he was a child. It's very annoying."

"Growing up together, that's childhood sweethearts."

"Have you never heard of Li Bai's poems? Lang is riding a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed."

"Go ahead and play."

Li Qianqian just couldn't understand him like this, and put his hand heavily on Du Shaofei's forehead.

He didn't care, turning his head to look at Su Ye and asked, "Mr. Su, listen to Qianqian calling you Mr. Su, I don't know where to go."

"I can't talk about high, so I can just eat it."

"Where is Mr. Du."

"Looking at Mr. Du's magnificence, he must have made extraordinary achievements."

"Where and where, I am sheltering at home, and I am taking care of some of the family's properties, now mainly..."

"Stop it!"

Li Qianqian quickly interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Are you two sour? You won't die if you talk well. Don't fix this one."

Su Ye and Du Shaofei smiled at each other, and the atmosphere returned to normal.

"Okay, well, then I'll call you Old Du."

"Okay, I just call you Old Su."

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