kung fu master

Chapter 3 Keyboard Triple Tap

Zhu Liang's company is called Beauty Magazine. Unlike those magazines with regular publication numbers, Beauty Magazine has less than ten employees, and belongs to the typical four types of magazines: Miscellaneous, Dark, Random, and Small.

The magazines printed by the magazines are distributed free of charge in major office buildings. The main means of profit are the long advertisements of various health care products in the magazines!
Zhu Liang makes thousands of phone calls every month, and probably can get three to five sponsors for the magazine. The total income is a dead salary of 2000 yuan.Last month, he helped Yang Man buy a pair of Gucci sunglasses, and this month's rent was gone.

With less income, Zhu Liang could barely accept it. After all, it wasn't too dirty or tiring.What made him really angry were those colleagues in the unit who bossed him around all day long!
Wang Feng, an old employee who joined the company when Beauty Magazine was founded, and Zhu Liang's immediate boss.Relying on his seniority, this sissy bastard has often bullied Zhu Liang. For example, a few days ago, Wang Feng openly flipped through Zhu Liang's client record notebook and snatched away his three hardcore clients!

"It's time to put an end to all troubles." Zhu Liang thought to himself.

The Beauty Magazine was on the 22nd floor of the Banchao Building in the center of Jingcheng City. Zhu Liang got out of the elevator. Before he got to the office, he heard Wang Feng's disgusting voice coming from inside.

"Hey, it's already [-]:[-], why hasn't Zhu Geliang come yet? People miss him a little bit, if he doesn't come again, how can I send him the full attendance?"

There was laughter in the office, and Zhu Liang felt a surge of anger in his heart.

"Get up, good dogs don't block the way!" Zhu Liang walked into the office and said coldly to Wang Feng who was blocking the corner of the front desk.

"Oh, you call him a dog?" Although Zhu Liang showed signs of anger, Wang Feng didn't care at all, and looked Zhu Liang up and down, his face full of contempt.

"Brother Zhuliang, you are changing your temper today, and you want to take advantage of others?" Wang Feng squinted his eyes, raised his orchid finger and nodded Zhu Liang disdainfully.

"Can't you afford to drive?" Zhu Liang asked holding back his anger.

"Hey, you dare to stab me, and you don't even look at your identity, I'm bah!" Wang Feng didn't even move his waist, but spat at him disdainfully!
However, before his saliva touched Zhu Liang, suddenly, Zhu Liang pulled out the keyboard from the desktop, turned around, and slapped Wang Feng hard on the forehead!

boom!
"I asked you to grab my list!"

boom!
"I made you a sissy!"

boom!
"I'll let you gossip behind your back!"

After hitting the keyboard three times in a row, Wang Feng couldn't even react. The keyboard in Zhu Liang's hand was broken with a crash, and countless keys were scattered all over the floor!
Zhu Liang casually threw away the fragment of the keyboard, as if nothing had happened, and walked back to his seat.

He hit the keyboard three times stupidly, although there was no bleeding, it still made Wang Feng's mind buzzing.When he finally came to his senses, Zhu Liang sat down in a spirited manner.

Gushing anger instantly rushed to Wang Feng's forehead, his eyes were red!
"Brother Zhu is bright!" Wang Feng screamed, and just about to say something cruel, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a muffled "poof", and a folder containing dozens of business papers was shot again. on his forehead!
"I forgot, you gave me a nickname. This fourth time is because of the nickname, and I gave it back to you." Zhu Liang patted Wang Feng's red and purple forehead with a smile, as if molesting a child .

The quiet office suddenly became noisy like boiling water, and as Wang Feng howled again, several bearded and fast-moving people rushed over angrily and stood in front of Zhu Liang.

"Brother Feng, calm down, calm down." Beside Wang Feng, a group of bearded and sluggish people stopped him to persuade him, fearing that he would suffer again. Their eyes were full of vigilance and fear when they looked at Zhu Liang. color.

"Ah! Zhu Geliang, you trash dare to hit me! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" Wang Feng struggled like a gambler who lost his eyes, and like a fat and angry gamecock .

Although Wang Feng looked imposing, Zhu Liang didn't have any fear. Looking at Wang Feng's bluish-purple forehead, broom-like eyebrows, and worm-like nose, he sneered inwardly.

Yintang's bruises—well, although it was because of Zhu Liang's beating, it's right that there were some bruises before—it indicated that Wang Feng would have a bloody disaster today.Before doing it just now, Zhu Liang thought that Wang Feng's bloody disaster would be on him, but now that he didn't even see the blood when he smashed the keyboard just now, Wang Feng's disaster is probably not small.

And look at his broom eyebrow worm little step nose, destined to be a tragic figure all his life, a dead salted fish, no matter how impossible it is to jump up!

After being dissuaded by everyone for a long time, Wang Feng finally calmed down.He sat on the seat and looked at Zhu Liang resentfully, his eyes kept moving, thinking about how to get out of this bad breath!

At nine o'clock in the morning, Chen De, the director of Beauty Magazine, entered the company.

Director Chen De had just walked into his office, and Wang Feng followed him in. Ten minutes later, Wang Feng swept away the previous decline, walked out of the office arrogantly, and shouted to Zhu Liang: "Brother Zhu Liang!" , Mr. Chen is calling you!"

Zhu Liang had expected that Wang Feng would not let it go. He just curled his lips in disdain, picked up the resignation letter he had just written, and entered the director's office.

As soon as he entered the director's office, a group of people surrounded Wang Feng behind him. An employee who suggested that the director should come forward to resolve the fight asked, "Brother Feng, are you stabbing Zhu Liang?"

"Stab it up? Hey, your thinking is too simple! Let's just watch, this time, I'm going to make Zhu Liang unable to eat it." Wang Feng raised his orchid finger and glanced at it resentfully. In the director's office, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"Zhu Liang, you beat and injured your colleagues during work, and now the company officially notifies you that you have been fired!" In the director's office, before Zhu Liang's butt touched the stool, Chen De had already spoken first.He glanced at the resignation letter in Zhu Liang's hand, smiled coldly, and said, "Since you performed extremely poorly during the working period and beat your colleagues, the company decided to withhold all your salary for the month. As for your mortgage, after the company fines you , and the rest will be used as compensation for Wang Feng Medicine. Now, you can leave the company."

Preemptive strikes, Chen De's play is not unsightly, he was fired, fined and compensated. Not only can he save this month's unpaid salary, but he can also deduct Zhu Liang's nearly 1 yuan deposit.

Hearing what Chen De said, Zhu Liang sneered in his heart, but there was no change on his face.He didn't care about this job already, so why would he care about being fired or resigning automatically?As for the salary and deposit, he knew very well in his heart that no matter whether he beat Wang Feng or not, according to Chen De's usual behavior, there was no possibility of returning it to him.

Throwing the resignation letter in his hand into the wastebasket casually, Zhu Liang turned around and wanted to leave.But just as he opened the door, Chen De suddenly reached into the drawer again and pulled out a stack of thick documents.

(End of this chapter)