supreme power

Chapter 9 Ninja, Turtle is also

Wang Sen looked up at the 21-story office building, and he remembered that he built it himself.

Wang Sen was wearing an old gray sweatshirt, the cuffs were a little torn, and there was a travel bag under his feet, three patches were patched with cloth of different colors in the most conspicuous places. fixed.

"Go in!" Wang Sen took a deep breath and strode into the office building.

After making a big fuss at the ball last night, he found a small hotel to stay. The drunk Rhea insisted on showing him his "achievements": Louis XIII with only half a bottle left, three bottles for one The French brandy produced in [-], two bottles of Japanese sake with the label removed, and sashimi, steak and other food were all placed on the table.

"It's better for you to act quickly." Wang Sen grabbed a piece of steak and gnawed it, and the rest was quickly put into the fourth dimension by Rhea. "These drinks taste really good, I want to drink slowly."

"Be careful not to get drunk!" Wang Sen warned, Rhea glared, "I was just a little confused just now, please don't tell every embarrassing thing, it will make people hate you."

Wang Sen "looked" at Rhea's furious look, couldn't help laughing, took off the whole suit and put it away, he estimated that it would cost tens of thousands of dollars from head to toe, it really was the life of a rich man.

"Ding!" The elevator arrived.

"Young man, who are you looking for?" A sweeping woman in gray overalls and holding a broom came over and asked. Wang Sen took out his business card,

"I'm looking for Manager Tang."

"Then come with me." The old lady put the broom in the corner and led Wang Sen to walk along the empty corridor.

"Come here." When passing by a half-closed door, a fat man's fleshy head popped out from inside, "What are you looking at, it's you, come here, and reconnect the wires for me."

"This is not my job." Wang Sen said, the fat man's face suddenly changed, "What is your job, and let my assistant manager come in and fix it? Come in and fix it for me!"

"Go." The lady sweeping the floor also persuaded, "Assistant Luo has a bad temper, be careful to wear small shoes for you, go quickly!"

"Okay." Wang Sen changed his mind, how big a problem could it be for an ordinary circuit maintenance?Forget it, stop arguing with this fat man.

Fatty's office is very elegantly decorated. Near the door, there are two stone steles carved from white marble. The walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings depicting dragons and phoenixes. The most common word is "forbearance" .

Wang Sen looked at the plump and round Assistant Luo in a suit and tie, and the swaying meaty head, and immediately understood the true meaning of the word "forbearance".

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!" Wang Sen chuckled secretly, opened the battery box on the wall, and checked.

After checking, Wang Sen found the problem. The fuse was blown. He randomly found a thin copper wire to connect it, and the power system in the office returned to normal.

"It's fixed." Wang Sen threw the screwdriver on the table and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, I'll reward you!" The chubby Assistant Luo threw out a ten-yuan renminbi and threw it at Wang Sen's feet, "Get out!"

Wang Sen looked at him, crushed the ten-yuan note under his feet, and then stomped out, not shying away from Assistant Luo's killer expression.

Assistant Luo wanted to get angry, but he held back in the end. He picked up the ten yuan, blew the ashes off it, folded it up and put it in his pocket.

"Damn it, no, I saved it." Assistant Luo blew the dust off his hands carefully, and cursed angrily.

The morning sun shone in through the curtains, and the whole room was brightly lit. Wang Sen sat on the sofa and looked at Tang Wanrong in formal attire. "Manager Tang, what position do you want to arrange for me?"

"You have to ask yourself that." Tang Wanrong held a gel pen and twirled it quickly between her thumb and forefinger, dazzled Wang Sen.

"Site, page design, will it?"

Wang Sen shook his head vigorously.

"Financial statements, financial management?"

Wang Sen's head shook like a rattle.

"Then what do you know?" Tang Wanrong said angrily, "Apart from building bricks, what else do you know?"

"I majored in history in college and majored in law." Wang Sen coughed, "I don't know if I can use it."

"How about this, you should be a clerk first! The wages are carried out according to the basic standard of the company." Tang Wanrong's face softened a little,

"After three months, if you do well, I'll apply to my superiors to handle the entry procedures for you. If you don't do well, then I can only ask you to leave." Tang Wanrong said here, picked up the phone on the table and pressed A few times, "Assistant Luo, come here."

Soon, Assistant Luo ran in panting, nodded and bowed, with a smile all over his face, "Manager Tang, what can I do for you?"

"This is a new colleague. You can arrange a seat for him. By the way, it should be on the 21st floor. Yes, the 21st floor. What to do is up to you."

Assistant Luo turned around, looked at Wang Sen, and then at Tang Wanrong, with the smile on his face still undiminished, "Don't worry, Manager Tang, I will arrange things properly. What's your name?"

"Wang Sen." Wang Sen nodded, thinking in his heart that it was interesting, just offended this fat man, and now he is working under him, judging by the posture of this fat man, he will definitely not give himself good fruit.

"Wang Sen, good name, good name! Come here, I'll help you find a seat." Assistant Luo tapped Wang Sen's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Ask me if you don't understand anything, don't be polite. !"

"Thank you." Wang Sen nodded and followed Assistant Luo out of the office.

There was a lot of people in the office hall, and many young men and women in suits and leather shoes were constantly busy. Wang Sen sat in a corner, opened the drawer, and dug out the piles of instant noodle bags and cockroaches and threw them into the trash can.

Sure enough, the fat man avenged his personal revenge, arranged Wang Sen in a corner of the office, and gave him a computer that made noise everywhere except the fan, and finally threw Wang Sen two gel pens and a thick one. He piled up the company information, "copy these three times, and send them to my office when I get off work!"

Wang Sen cursed in a low voice, assembled the computer, turned it on, and found that the computer was broken.

Wang Sen didn't say anything, he picked up the pen and drew turtles on the paper, one after another, and he continued to draw until everyone else had finished eating.

"Don't you like being a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, this time I'll let you be enough!" Wang Sen threw down his pen and said with a wicked smile.

"You come back!" When he got off work, Wang Sen threw a thick stack of papers on Assistant Luo's desk, turned and left.

"Look at what you're drawing!" Assistant Luo's chubby face twitched back and forth, so excited that he couldn't get any more excited. He didn't expect Wang Sen to ignore him, a dignified manager assistant.

"Turtle," Wang Sen shrugged, "Assistant Luo, I didn't expect you to be so happy to see a tortoise?"