Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Nangong Jin actually came to the company long ago.

She was afraid of Lin Xiao following, so she slipped in through the side door and told the security guard not to tell Lin Xiao she was in the company.

Zhou Bo is now the security captain. He and xiaotou are responsible for the safety of Nangong brocade. Although he can't observe his words and colors, they know their own brocade very well. At a glance, they understand that the couple quarreled.

Nangong Jin didn't want to work, so she went to the small private room on the eighth floor of the catering department for dinner, asked for a bottle of wine and drank it distractedly.

The big and small heads guarding outside the door looked left and right, lying on the crack of the door and then looked again. When they saw the lonely appearance of president Jin, they were particularly distressed.

"I don't know if Jin can always think of it. Alas, my little heart is broken." The little head shook his head and sighed.

"Would you like to call my uncle and let him comfort me?" Big head blinked and said subconsciously.

The little head stared at him: "I said, brother, are you stupid? President Jin is obviously hiding from his uncle. Don't you ask for trouble? If you call your uncle, Jin can always fire you, believe it?"

"No, it won't be so serious. The little couple fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. What's the big deal?"

"You know a fart. When did you see Jin Zong like this?" The little head pointed to the door, "usually angry is cold, like a cold fairy. Now? Like a little resentful woman at home."

"Isn't that the same? I'm angry anyway!" Big head hasn't even talked about love. Of course, he doesn't know the woman's mind. He seems very dull.

The little head is different. He has teased all the little girls in the company, especially those in the logistics department and catering department. They chat a few times every day and understand women's hearts very thoroughly.

"The same fart! I think my uncle must have done something wrong to president Jin, so she came alone to relieve her worries with wine." The little head held his chest with both hands and said confidently.

The big head was quite convinced of his brother's work in this regard. Smelling the speech, he said, "then we can't help. Just stay here and don't let anyone harass president Jin."

The eighth floor is very deserted. Now it's not dinner time at all. Only Nangong brocade and big and small head. Occasionally, several waiters bring some hot meals.

The big and small heads were idle and bored. They leaned against the door, smoking and blowing Niubi in a low voice.

Time passed quickly, and it was half an afternoon in the twinkling of an eye.

Lin Xiao, Lao Zhang and others are crazy outside. There is still no shadow of Nangong brocade.

Nangong Jin seemed to be drunk. A man bowed his head and played his mobile phone, and brushed his hands quickly. He went in and urged several times, and was all Kwai ed.

"It's over. Mr. Jin is really sad." The little head looked sad.

It's time for the food and beverage department to replenish the kitchen materials today.

Recently, the price of pork has increased greatly, from 10 pieces to 35 pieces, and the catering Department of the group consumes hundreds of kilograms of pork every day. Zhang Zhengfei, the logistics director, wanted to get some outside pieces, so he discussed with some meat sellers and put more meat in the cold storage at one time, so as to get a more favorable price.

Pork Liang has a good relationship with director Zhang. He usually handles the business of selling and delivering meat. Today, he pulled two trucks of frozen meat and stopped directly outside the cold storage of the group.

Zhang Zhengfei came to inspect and left without checking the quality of the meat. He entrusted it all to the pork Liang.

"Three dogs, I'll show you the world today. Nanlong group is a big company in Zhennan. You want to work in the city. If you can get close to Nanlong group, you can't be wrong." Pork Liang was fat and big ears. When he walked, his stomach trembled like a ball. He arrogantly took qiwa and others out of the car.

"Brother Liang, thank you. Bring us to see the big scene and invite you to dinner tonight!" Three dogs looked at seven children and made a gesture to him.

The little blacksmiths jumped out of the car one after another. It was very novel to look left and right. Unexpectedly, it was just around a cold storage, but so many flowers and plants were planted, which looked pleasing to the eyes.

"You don't have to eat. You can't bring you here for nothing. Thank you for helping me move these pork to the freezer." The pork beam tilted a cigarette in his mouth and said proudly, thinking that these local old hats would be happy to come to the city.

With a cold face, qiwa forced a smile: "brother Liang, do you know which building Nangong Jin, chairman of the group, works in?"

Pork Liang was stunned and then sneered with disdain: "shit! Your boy knows that Nangong always saves snacks. Can you mention such a goddess?"

"I'm just asking." Seven children smiled.

San Gouzi hurried over and said with a smile, "brother Liang, we are all men. Of course, we are interested in women. We just want to see the beautiful women we know in the countryside. What do they look like?"

"Just go online? Nangong is always a big celebrity. There are a lot of online photos." Pork beam said impatiently, "move the meat quickly!"

"OK, OK!" Three dogs winked at seven children.

Seven children endured the impulse and waved to everyone.

WOW!

More than a dozen strong boys had no trouble lifting pork. One man carried two dead pigs on his shoulder and entered the cold storage bravely.

"Ho!" Pork beam's eyes brightened, "three dogs, you iron workers have great strength. They are like cattle. Are you interested in following me?"

"Hey - we all listen to qiwa!" Three dogs looked back at seven children.

Qiwa's momentum is like a mountain. Standing there is not too majestic, but it gives people a very strong and domineering feeling.

Especially the big hammer that others have been carrying in their hands looks very oppressive and frightening.

"Is he the son of old six?" Pork Liang obviously heard of Lao Liu's deeds, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"Yes!" Three dogs nodded silently.

Pork beam took a special look at qiwa and was shocked by his momentum. He thought that the boy's muscles and bones were stronger than his father's six. It was estimated that the cow's head would have to be smashed with that hammer.

"All right, you move the meat quickly. It's my treat in the evening!" Perhaps he realized that he should win over qiwa. Pork Liang spoke politely.

But qiwa didn't have so much patience. She slowly approached the pork beam and said, "brother Liang, let's take a step to talk."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Pork beam tries to show the appearance of a big boss, hoping to press the head of seven children in words.

Seven children pointed to the dark warehouse: "it says inside."

Feeling strange, the pork Liang loosened his collar and hummed from his nostrils, "OK, let's go!"

They walked into the cold storage one after another and came to the place where no one was. Pork Liang was about to say a few scene words to shock seven children, but he was held by a big hand and mentioned in the air like a chicken.

"Er - qiwa, what are you doing?" Pork beam kicked his feet disorderly, his face turned green and shouted hoarsely.

"I ask you, where is Nangong brocade? What floor?" The seven children worked hard with one hand, like a mountain, and their voice was cold.