Naked

Chapter 55 What's the hurry?and me.

When Fang Dongliang was forced to buy a new real estate, he thought that the second-hand house was so cheap, but now he secretly planned to buy a second-hand house, and it was another bolt from the blue: After a long time of trouble, a decent second-hand house, he is just as useless .

in the company.Fang Dongliang bit his pen and wandered, the phone rang for a long time before he wiped his hands and answered: "Hey, Mr. Guo, yes, the budget, the budget is out, the total is 38. Ah, yes, after all, it is Your company's [-]th anniversary celebration, so it's a little grander, and the budget is a little bit higher. Yes, it's the second cooperation, thank you for your trust in me..."

The event planning company that Fang Dongliang works for is really good.Tens of thousands of flowers, if you use budding ones, they will still fail to bloom. Miss Manners, if you use a water of 170 centimeters, it is still in the early [-]s. The cost of this is heaven and earth.In such a big environment, it is not uncommon for someone to be caught and get caught. At worst, he will be expelled, put on the blacklist, and never again.Since Fang Dongliang entered the industry, the number of activities he participated in planning has exceeded the [-] mark, but it is not his money, he has never touched a dime...

"Just now, was it a slip of the tongue?" Xia Yuan is Fang Dongliang's superior, not a direct subordinate. Fang Dongliang is from North China, and Xia Yuan is from Central China.

"Ah?" Fang Dongliang stood up straight with a guilty conscience, "Miss Xia? Me, did I say something wrong?"

"Mr. Guo's budget for the 34th anniversary celebration of the company seems to be [-]? Oh, I may have misremembered. I just listened to your boss during the meeting."

Fang Dongliang sweated profusely: "It's...it's 34, didn't I say that? Then...that must be my mistake!"

"Slips of the tongue are inevitable. It's OK after clarification." Xia Yuan smiled and left.

Cheng Dongliang's back was wet.It's not enough, is he the one talking about it?Regardless of good or bad things, he is doomed to be a half-baked guy who can't accomplish anything.

If it is said that no one cares about Tong Hua and it is lifeless, it is not true.Jason ordered a game console and played the game of traffic jam, his torso twisted like a snake with the rumbling sound, and the sound effects included the "yo hoot" of the Spice Girls cheerleaders.

A Qing had no choice but to speak louder than the cheerleaders: "Brother Tong, I'm ready to work overtime at any time, 24 hours a day, but let's not mention overtime, I can take annual leave, right?"

"What's the hurry?" Tong Zheng crossed his arms and watched Jason's game intently, but it was just "appearance".

Aqing said the same thing: "Brother Tong, if you want me to say, the bad thing happened on our one-third of an acre of land, which is too high-end! The people are smart, and the truth that wool grows on sheep is clear. , as high-end as it is, there will be more slaughter!"

"If I want to do it, I will do high-end ones." Tong Zheng cherishes words like gold.

"No, no, no, we are not opening an exhibition hall. We are not opening people to come in and have a look. It will be indefinite. In that case, why don't we sell tickets?"

"Speak the key."

"The point is..." Ah Qing was at a loss for words, "I am a part-time worker, so I can't tell the point. But Brother Tong, I treat you as a brother, and your money is mine. If you lose money, I will lose money." It's as unbearable as losing money yourself!"

Jason won the championship, he clenched his fist and said, "Yes!"

Tong Zheng and Jason had a celebratory shoulder bump, stabilized themselves, and responded to A Qing: "There is me."

Tong Zheng is not brazen.In the past few days, others have regarded him as drinking besides drinking, but there are real friends in drinking.Tong Zheng found a good way for Tong Hua—he wanted Tong Hua to appear on a radio program for three to five minutes, bragging about himself, and then Tong Hua entered thousands of households.A friend of a friend of a friend is a director of a radio station. He drank with people and stuffed several cards worth 5. Please ask them to match up and build bridges... He was the one who made all kinds of communication. What he despised in the past, now he shrinks his neck and has done it all.Therefore, he was waiting for news, and his "sacrifice" was worth it.

(End of this chapter)