I have a book to sell a house

Chapter 18

When Brother Gou called Duan Zhonghua, Duan Xiaoming was standing on the side of the road and looking at the house sales book with great interest.

Under the title of "Planting the Seeds of Thinking", there are two lines of beautiful words.

"Thinking determines vision, vision determines achievement, but how to acquire or cultivate good thinking is a headache."

"Since it is cultivation, nutrition is needed, and nutrition comes from the good way of thinking and thinking concepts of the predecessors."

Brother Gou's words appeared out of place at this time.

Scribbled, crazy.

He found a blank space under the two lines of elegant characters, and wrote a sentence.

"No, no, no, there are seeds first in cultivation, please follow me, with a slow motion of your left and right hands, lift your skull, and throw a seed of thinking into your brain."

Duan Xiaoming frowned, this dog brother is a dog everywhere.

Raise your skull, I tui!

Below is the beautiful handwriting again.

"God said 'caring for others benefits yourself', Sima Guang smashed the tank to gain life—"

Brother Gou mischievously drew a mark and wrote five words: "Small the Sima tank!"

Keep going!

"—Sun Tzu said, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be in danger of a hundred battles'. The Italian-American physicist Fermi calculated the explosive yield of the world's first experimental atomic bomb by falling paper scraps. Rockefeller paid attention to seizing the opportunity—"

A different handwriting was changed at the bottom, obviously not the same handwriting as the one above, but it was also very neat, and it was written about some of the top ways of thinking in the world at the moment.

Duan Xiaoming looked at it quickly. He felt that these contents were too boring before, but now he changed to a mentality of being patient, and still couldn't help but glance down.

This shit, there is no one sentence that can guide myself to deal with the current situation with Wu Bo.

He flipped it over.

Continue to be densely packed with words.

Scanning to the bottom half of the page at a glance, Brother Gou's scribbled handwriting occupies the entire half of the page.

He instantly felt that the words scratched out by Brother Gougou's paws were very kind.

"Other people's thinking is always someone else's. Ancient and modern talents, none of them have completely learned from others. Therefore, if you want to be strong, you must form your own."

"The thinking in the brain is like a ball of thread. Some people are orderly, such as me, who will analyze things rationally, then formulate strategies, and implement them according to the plan, but some people are in a mess, such as my mother."

"Although my mother's thoughts are chaotic, she is good at martial arts. She is good at swordsmanship and palms. When something happens, she can either cut the mess quickly or cut it all at once. If the knife doesn't work, she can change her palms. Eighteen dragon palms, slap me with palms." Dad, after my dad passed away, she took pictures of me."

Brother Gou's father died early, and Duan Xiaoming knew about it.

The picture of mother dog jumping up and beating brother dog appeared in his mind.

Since your dog brother can mark it, I will mark one too.

He took out his pen and wrote a few words in the blank space.

"Fight! If he can't poop, it means he pooped clean!"

Well, my handwriting is much better than Brother Gou's.

Tilting his head to look at it, he felt that there was still more to say, and he drew a laughing expression behind the words.

"...When you encounter something, don't let your brain become a mess. Violence can't solve the problem. We can follow the Fermi thinking to find the secondary goal first, peel off layers, like peeling an onion, to find the truth..."

"...For people whose thoughts are messed up and can't figure it out, don't try to find the thread, just break it and stand it!"

"...plant yourself a seed..."

"...I agree with the Napoleonic thinking that my master taught me, dare to think and do, come on, handsome dog, fighting!"

Duan Xiaoming wants to vomit, handsome dog, I will tui again!

He was about to mark a few more words when the phone rang.

"I am your father, I am your father..."

It came just in time, I just asked Brother Gou for nothing, and I was about to call my dad to ask how to solve this matter.

"dad!"

"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Dad was taken badly!

Duan Xiaoming rolled his eyes.

"Dad, I also have a piece of good news and a piece of bad news. If we are like this, you choose first and see whether you say good or bad first. I will follow your order."

Duan Zhonghua did not expect his son to have such skill.

It seems that now the ginger grows under the greenhouse, and the taste is even hotter!
"Then let me tell you the good news first. About your matter, your cousin-in-law Puppy told me just now..."

"What good news is this?"

Duan Xiaoming didn't expect Brother Gou to tell his story first, so what's new about his good news and bad news.

When he was working in Tian'ao, he always complained, but now that Xiaoqiang is here, why is he still complaining?

Was Fang Tangjing reincarnated?
"Why are young people always so irritable? The good news hasn't been announced yet. Your cousin-in-law suggested that I use my relationship and say hello to Xiaoqiang's high-level people, so that you won't be bullied all the time at work."

Duan Zhonghua said with concern.

"Great! That's good news indeed, and what's your bad news, dear Papa?"

The corners of Duan Zhonghua's mouth turned upwards. For some reason, making his son feel uncomfortable has actually become his pleasure recently.

"The bad news is that I didn't take that advice."

"dad--"

"Young man, take it easy and tell me your good news and bad news."

"I have a fart news! Let me ask you, what happened to your son when I was bullied?"

Duan Zhonghua smoked a soft Zhonghua instead of a big Zhonghua, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said: "When you become stronger, no one will bully you—"

"The problem is that I'm not strong now, and I'm being bullied!"

"Then you have to think about why—"

Then there is a long list of bitter words.

The earnest content is similar to "A demon is born of a demon", "Don't you really want it, don't you really want it?" and "Brother dei, I am the tank blue buff for me", which made Duan Xiaoming dizzy Brain swelling.

"Okay, I don't listen to your big ideas, I'm going to kill him now!"

Duan Xiaoming hung up the phone.

Good news!
All bad news!

In exchange for a political class!

Isn't this just a joke?

Duan Zhonghua knew that his son's nature was not bad, but he couldn't understand why his son didn't like to listen to his reasoning.

This is a precious philosophy of life that I have summed up after so many years of suffering!

He stares at his phone.

Fortunately, although my son is ignorant, he is still sensible and sensible in matters of right and wrong.

Let him go.

Back then when I was bullied, even the crippled dwarf next door looked down on me and bullied me, isn’t it all over now?
As long as you act rightly, as long as you don't admit defeat, you will get better.

He returned to the conference room to continue the meeting.

Duan Xiaoming angrily covered the book, stuffed it into his folder, and walked towards the sales department.

Napoleonic thinking, huh?Dare to think and do it, right?
It's only been ten minutes since I left the financial room.

He strode across the gate of the sales department, and just happened to meet Wu Xiaomo walking from inside.

"Hi!"

Jianmei Wu Xiaomo took the initiative to say hello.

In fact, she doesn't have the habit of saying hello to her male colleagues. She usually smiles to show her kindness, but Duan Xiaoming has an unusual relationship. In addition, there was a misunderstanding in the morning, and she didn't take the initiative to say hello. Who knows if this kid will be in the future? play tricks.

At work, try not to offend villains.

What if this kid is a villain?

People's hearts are separated, sending a smiling face is not sending chastity.

"Where is sister Xiaomo going?"

It's really rare for a beautiful woman to take the initiative to say hello, and the unhappiness just now was instantly diluted by her beauty.

"I didn't eat breakfast, I sneaked across the street to buy something to eat, my hungry chest was almost sticking to my back."

Wu Xiaomo didn't mind him calling herself sister.

Duan Xiaoming looked like a security scanner from Wu Xiaomo's face to her chest and then to her waist.

Wu Xiaomo frowned, this disciple!
"The front chest sticks to the back. It doesn't necessarily mean that you are hungry. It may also mean that your chest muscles are underdeveloped."

Oh your size!

Wu Xiaomo thought to herself, I am a woman, where do I get my chest muscles, after realizing what Duan Xiaoming really meant, this kid has already gone a long way.

"rogue!"

She muttered in her heart, she ran away immediately after molesting someone, if you have the ability, you should look me in the eyes.

How did she know that Duan Xiaoming was seeking Wu Bo's trouble with his breath held back.

With light steps, she walked out of the sales department with two compass-like long legs supporting a peach-like buttocks.

Duan Xiaoming walked quickly to the second floor.

I don't believe I can't beat you Wubo.

Today I will plant a seed of "revenge will never stay overnight" for myself.

I don't believe it, justice is wrong!

"Dong dong!"

He stabilized his emotions and gently knocked on the door of the manager Chen Taoan's office.

A majestic young voice came from behind the door: "Please come in."

He pushed open the door and walked in.

The white-faced Chen Taoan did not expect to be a newcomer Duan Xiaoming.

He sat behind the desk with his head down. He didn't raise his head because Duan Xiaoming came in, but looked forward and upward with his eyes.

In Duan Xiaoming's eyes, this look is very oppressive.

"manager--"

Shouting two words, all the words he organized were hidden all at once.

"Speak slowly and sit down."

Chen Taoan has a lot of experience in the workplace, and he felt a big drama from the two words Duan Xiaoming just yelled out.

"Oh, okay, thank you manager."

Duan Xiaoming sat on the chair opposite Chen Taoan.

In this way, the two people looked at each other.

Chen Taoan raised his hands, crossed his fingers, and looked at him coldly.

Duan Xiaoming organized the language quickly.

Take a deep breath, stay calm, and don't let your mind become a mess.

Well, Napoleon thinking, if you dare to think, you dare to do it.

"Manager, Wu Bo's deal is mine."

Chen Taoan didn't speak, he signaled Duan Xiaoming to continue talking with his eyes.

"The first company I went to, then came a group of customers, a family of three. I thought I couldn't receive them because I hadn't started work, and I was afraid of fines, but I was alone at the time, and the customers liked us very much. I introduce."

"The kindness is hard to come by, so I tried my best. Later, because the accountant hadn't gone to work, the customer transferred the deposit to my card. Wu Bo, um, Director Wu later told me that I might be fired if I behaved like this. I contacted the client and entrusted him to subscribe, and then Director Wu took me to the finance department and paid the money."

Duan Xiaoming tried his best to restrain himself from speaking too excitedly.

Seeing that he didn't continue, Chen Taoan asked, "What's the client's name?"

"Chen Tianxin."

"It's just the good news about the deal posted in the group, right? So, you are the one who received the client, and you don't know Wu Bo."

"Ah."

"Okay, I get it, go get busy."

"Manager Chen—"

"I'll take care of it, you can go to work with peace of mind."

Duan Xiaoming wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say. He stood up and said politely, "Well, thank you manager."

Then he left Chen Taoan's office. For some reason, he was so angry that he didn't dare to explode in front of the manager.

Also, what the manager said will be dealt with, is it perfunctory for me?

In the workplace, it is normal for old people to bully newcomers.

What's more, a manager, a supervisor, will officials guard each other?

Chen Taoan sat behind the desk, supported the black-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, and then dialed Wu Bo's phone.

"You come to the office."

When Duan Xiaoming went downstairs, he happened to meet Wu Bo going upstairs.

Seeing Duan Xiaoming, Wu Bo was very enthusiastic.

"I invite you to dinner at noon. Also, the group meeting will start in a while. Don't leave the sales department. I hope you will be assigned to my group."

Duan Xiaoming felt that his going to Chen Taoan's office was like a primary school student going to the teacher to make a report, his expression was a bit unnatural.

The expression is unnatural, but the heart is very honest, he shouted in his heart: "Separate your sister! Also assign to your group, group your sister!"

When Wu Bo turned away, he patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, don't put on a cute expression, I'll treat you to lunch, you can order what you like."

I want to order one, don't lose money, is that okay?
(End of this chapter)