C16 Who are we who are we

In the middle of the eighteenth century, the western powers opened the gates of the Chinese Empire with the help of powerful ships. The Chinese Empire had no choice but to face the current situation and pay up for the loss of land. However, who would have thought that not long after, the miraculous and invincible Mahjong would quietly conquer the West.

It was said that the Tang Dynasty had all kinds of dice. During the free time of the Tang Dynasty, people would gather together to play and amuse themselves. In the Song Dynasty, there were also people who played with shuttles and bones, and people who played with coins. In the middle, there was a hole, which was 10,000, 10,000, 20,000 … It came just like that. There had to be holes in the coins to make a string of money. The bread came in this way. The note was a string of coins. All in all, this ten thousand, the cake (tube), the bar all have to do with money. With a thousand, a cake (a cup), a bar, the combination of the new play method. During the Song Dynasty, Song Huizong loved this kind of stuff the most. If this man is fascinated, he will have a drive to work. Thus, Song Huizong had spent dozens of years trying to figure things out at court, and in the end he had even lost the great Song Dynasty, don't you think that this game of cards is powerful?

During the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He went down to the Western Ocean and the Ming Empire stretched out its tentacles to the outside world.

How many great ships sailed at night. The soldiers sat in the boat with nothing to do, and thought of ways to amuse themselves. There was a general whose last name was Ma. The soldiers called him Ma. It was said that he was from Shuozhou, Shanxi Province. I'm obsessed with this stuff and I like to study some of the tricks of playing cards. As time passed, the people on the ship called this set of cards mahjong. At that time, the Portuguese had brought in the Western cards and had also referred to them with gentleness. Now there are ten to ninety thousand, one to nine, one to nine.

It had been a long time since the sun had set and the rain had begun to fall. What was the greatest fear of sailing in the sea? The wind, of course. East, south, west, north, and wind all had to be kept in mind. In this way, the correct course could be maintained. As the sea went down along the coastline, there were many monsters on the shore that people didn't recognize, and they were all put into the card as well. For the sake of safety, or for the sake of fun, he would shoot these so-called monsters and ghosts. As a result, this set of cards now had a tube, a shuttle, a tens of thousands of cards, and on top of that, a north-east wind.

Zheng He brought the mahjong back to the imperial government and continued to study it. In the late Ming Dynasty, an emperor was obsessed with mahjong for 40 years, and after 20 years, he actually didn't come to court, and had almost destroyed a great river and mountain … In this way, the mahjong card is perfected day by day. As noblemen like mahjong, it is a waste of business. Although there were many reasons for the Northern Song Dynasty's demise, the rise of Mahjong was also a very important factor.

In the Yuan Dynasty, Mongol soldiers invaded the Central Plains. Mongolian soldiers also like to play mahjong in their free time. If they hit the target, it would be 'medium', and they could send coins, or 'hair'; if they missed, it would be 'white', and they would be busy for a while, and that was how the 'whiteboard' came about.

As time passed, they gathered their thoughts and gathered their strength together, forming the shape of a mahjong: bar, cake, Wan, East, West, South, North, Centre, Fa, White, and so on …

Later, the mahjong wind became more and more fierce, blowing throughout the palace, both inside and outside, the river, north and south. People's interest in gambling had also become more and more intense. Not only did they bet with others, but also with their own family members. Naturally, this led to the creation of the legend of 'no father or son on the gambling scene'. In order to win money, steal cards, change cards, play tricks and all sorts of means are used.

It seemed like the irregularities had existed for a long time. Not only did they exist now, but they also existed in the ancient times.

Ancient Man Yun: "Eating, eating, and sex." Actually, adding one more word seemed to be more accurate, and that was: "sex bet, sex bet."

After a few days, Zhao Changsheng arrived at the mahjong hall and handed a piece of paper to Boss He.

After reading through the script, he nodded his head in satisfaction and told Senior Servant Rong to take a Chinese cigarette to thank Zhao Zhangsheng.

Zhao Zhangsheng waved his hand, "Hey, Boss, I'm acting out of place now. Let's do something for Boss, it's only right. The rules of the game have been revised a few times. "

"Look, Changsheng, it's not easy for you to write this. I have to thank you anyway. Here, take it. " He thrust the cigarette at him.

Boss He once again instructed Big Hairy Zhao to spray out this rule.

"I'll bring it tomorrow afternoon," Zhao said.

The next afternoon, the players came to the Mahjong Palace. As soon as they entered, they saw that there was a piece of glossy paper on the wall with the words "Eight Honors and Eight Shames" printed on it:

To be proud to arrive on time, to be ashamed to procrastinate;

Pride in silence, shame in disclosing information;

To exchange pointers is an honor, to point at mulberry and scold locust is a shame;

Pride on the ground, shame on the hand of the spring;

Pride in the opening of the bar with the big brand, and shame in the deceit of shamelessness;

To be proud of honor and shame, to be ashamed of the heavens and the earth;

To be proud of clearing the account, to be ashamed of losing the card;

He was proud of fighting to the bitter end, ashamed of having won and left.

Liu Dawn looked at the "Eight Honors and Eight Shames" sticker on the wall and said to Zhao Changsheng, "This rule is not bad, you have to tell me everything. The martial arts world has its rules, and the playing of cards also has its rules. To tell the truth, many people come to the mahjong hall, the picture is to be happy, the winning point is the hand, the losing point is the back of the hand. A man loves money. For some people, if they wanted to rely on trickery to make a fortune, it would make them uncomfortable. From the bottom of their hearts, they would look down upon them and look down upon them.

The dark faced man also came over and teased Zhao Changsheng, "Changsheng, get the boss to buy you an ice cream in a while. Then we'll distill it and reward you with it."

In the early 1980s, when the mahjong was flourishing, some of the card players took advantage of the chaos while others, two or three of whom pretended to be strangers, came to challenge the other. Some were brothers, some were sisters, some were husband and wife. In order to win some money from playing cards, it could be said that they had gone all out, regardless of the means. As time passed, people began to notice the faces of these people and began to attack them. Only then did this line of business gradually become cold.

However, not too long after, a new technique was born. One of them played cards, while the other stood guard, gesturing, as if nothing had happened, to harm the other players.

A sentry or signal is a signal that the two agreed upon beforehand, and the sentry pretends to walk around watching the signs, passing the message to his own family.

After the other person hears the mouth, if the beard is a mouth on a strip, press the eyebrow, eyebrows like a strip; if it is a cake (tube), touch the nose, the nostrils like a tube; if it is a ten thousand, touch the mouth; if it is a breeze, stroke the hair, the breeze blows, the hair flutters... A cough is one to three (ten thousand pancakes); two is four to six; three is seven to nine. Such a "satellite positioning", the family members of the heart know, when playing cards with the right hand, ensure that there will be no lighting of the gun.

A few days ago, when Zhao Da Mao heard this, his dark face saw that Yu Hua had set up a little cannon card that she didn't want, so he used his foot to secretly give her a light kick on the calf, indicating that this card was dangerous.

Yu Hua held this card in his hand. After a moment of hesitation, he inserted the card back into the card and played another card.

What kind of person was Zhao Da Mao? It was like this last time, and now it was playing tricks on him. From the subtle movements on his black face, he could already see through the other party's intentions. He was furious in his heart, but due to face, he did not say a word. He cursed in his heart: "What the hell is this?" In his heart, he was just playing around with a cat.

One afternoon, just as Zhou Fangfang walked into the mahjong hall, her brother called.

Her brother begged her to do something on the phone. His brother said that he wanted to build a factory in the southern suburbs of the city. I heard that my sister knows a deputy director of the Bureau of Land Management. She wants him to help her solve this problem.

Holding her phone, Zhou Fangfang walked out of the mahjong building and whispered, "I heard that the southern suburbs are going to build a university city in the entire province. That place is very tense and many people are watching it. It's not easy to deal with it. "

"Elder sister, if this matter is easy to handle, why would I trouble elder sister? It's precisely because it's hard to handle, so I'm troubling elder sister. "Think of a way to get help."

"Why-I'll try it first."

"Sis, no matter what, you have to do it for me. Whether or not I can turn the tables will depend on this business. "

"Oh, I know." She understood her brother's situation. In the past few years, his brother had lost more than 700,000 yuan in a business deal because of the swindler's building materials. His family was almost in a mess, and he had to rely on the help of his relatives to barely keep his mouth shut.

When Boss He saw Zhou Fangfang come in and go out to make a phone call, he started to make tea for her.

After Zhou Fangfang answered the phone, she stood there thinking. This time, no matter what, she had to help her brother. She had called Tian Ping on her cell phone and asked him what he was busy with. Why had he not seen him for a few days?

An excited voice came out of the phone, "Yo! Fang Fang? How was my luck these past few days? … He won. Good … What instructions do you have, please tell me... Oh, the southern suburbs? This place is not easy to manage … What? Come on, sir — your business is my business. However, this matter was indeed a bit difficult. The difficulty was extremely great. How about this, let me think of a way... Tell your brother to take care of the paperwork first, and I'll see if I can make a pass at him... In the afternoon, when it was almost time for work, I tried to get there. "Goodbye."

After she made this call, she called her brother and told him to go through the relevant procedures for the early stage. Director Tian barely managed to open his mouth.

Hearing that there was hope, his brother was very happy. He said, "Sister, if this is done, I can earn a fortune by making a circle first, then making a few simple rooms and squatting there, taking up a dozen acres. A friend of mine from the design institute secretly told me that if we were to build a university city in the southern suburbs, the price of the land nearby would definitely rise. At that time, I would be able to sell the land and earn a few million. No need to say anymore, big sis, what a good big sister! "Haha."

Hearing her brother's words, she advised, "Don't laugh yet, this matter hasn't been resolved yet." With that, she put the phone back into her bag and leisurely walked into the mahjong hall.

When Boss He saw Zhou Fangfang walk in, he went up to her with a smile and said, "I saw you on the phone outside just now, so I brewed some tea for you."

"Thank you. "Boss, it's touching that you're treating your playmate like this."

"Ah, the card player is God, he deserves to be served well."

Zhou Fang Fang Fang and Brother Mao, the skinny monkey spirit, and Zhang Shuang Yu opened a pot.

After playing a few cards, the skinny monkey immediately understood what was going on.

This afternoon, Zhou Fangfang was especially happy. She picked up the cards. As long as it was something she didn't need, she didn't care about it at all. It was completely not as serious as playing cards normally. When she picked up one of the three, she didn't even think about it. She put it in the pot and ordered seven pairs of the skinny monkey spirit.

This time around, Zhou Fangfang had only been hit three times before the pot had collapsed. She had already brought out more than 80 points just by giving people a shot. After paying, she said happily, "Another pot."

"Look at Sister Zhou. She has the style of playing cards, it's just one word. Awesome." The skinny monkey praised sincerely.

Around 5 PM in the afternoon, Tian Ping arrived at the mahjong hall with his hands behind his back. After entering, he did not stop at the old woman's place on the first floor and went straight up to the second floor.

Seeing him come, Zhou Fang Fang smiled and said: "Boss Tian is here, take a seat." "Today, it's my treat."

Tian Ping said, "If there's anything else I can do, you can do it. I'll do it."

The others didn't seem to mind, however. Zhao Da Mao turned his head around and glanced at him.

After the two of them left the mahjong hall, they arrived at a nearby tavern.

In the private room, Zhou Fangfang and Tian Ping sat facing each other. Zhou Fang Fang normally drove and normally did not drink alcohol, but today she raised her wine glass.

Inside the tavern, the coquettish and cozy "Home" played, and the music saxophone played gave one a sense of longing and reverie.

Zhou Fangfang smiled as she glanced at Tian Ping, lifting up her wine glass, "Director Tian, I sincerely wish to toast you."

When Tian Ping heard Zhou Fangfang use "you" in her words, he felt respect for her. However, he also felt a mental distance and said, "If you don't dare to be polite, then who's going with whom?" He raised his wine cup and affectionately clinked it with the wine cup that Zhou Fang had reached over, gracefully taking a sip.

Zhou Fang Fang Fang said sweetly: "That day, when I came back from work, I saw that old man pulling Erhu wanting to kneel to you, so you hurriedly supported him. Gentleman. " As he spoke, he shot a look of approval.

"Where?" An old man who performs well is rather pitiful. Other people would do the same. " As he said that, he winked at Zhou Fang Fang Fang.

Zhou Fangfang nodded and raised her glass, "Director Tian, this little brother of mine, sigh, how should I put it? "Now, I beg you to help me with this matter and to trouble you."

"Yes, using the word 'you' sounds comfortable, nothing out of the ordinary. You and me, who and who? "To be honest, the upper part of the land is pretty tight now, not like it used to be." He emphasized, whether intentionally or not, "Who's with whom?"

Hearing this, Zhou Fangfang said, "Please don't reject it. Please give us some ideas."

"However, things are done by human means. If it was anyone else, I would definitely reject it. But to our great beauty, this... There is still room for consideration. "

"After hearing Tian Ping's words, Zhou Fang Fang's heart finally calmed down." Please take care of me. I'll give you another toast. "

"Yes, beauty." Tian Ping subconsciously deleted the word "ours". He looked around, stretched his head forward and whispered, "This matter needs to be handled quickly. Don't delay it."

Zhou Fangfang nodded, "After this is done, I will properly thank you, Director Tian!"

"Heh heh, w-who's going with whom?"

When he was young, he lived through the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Chang'e's story was not heard at all.

He kept thinking about mooncakes in his heart.

Now, for the Mid-Autumn Festival,

The mooncake can't be eaten at all,

Chang'e is always on my mind

...

Ever since that walk when he accidentally saw Zhou Fangfang, she had often been in his dreams. The two of them were unfamiliar with each other, from familiarity to intimacy, from intimacy to "Who's with whom", on excursions, hiking together, enjoying the water, and even once getting a room in a hotel … Every time he woke up, despite his excitement, he felt a little disappointed. Now, there was a glimmer of light between the clouds... He felt that this opportunity was something he couldn't afford to let go of no matter what. He had to make the dream come true.

Once, when he saw this little poem on WeChat, his heart resonated with it, and this poem recited the words in his heart at this very moment. He remembered that when he was young, his family was poor. Before the fifteenth day of the eighth month, his family had to buy a mooncake for several people to eat. At that time, he thought the mooncake was the best meal in the world. Although he had already eaten the small piece that had been given to him, a few days later, he was still smacking his lips and savoring the aftertaste and joy of the mooncake.

After becoming the deputy director, every Mid-Autumn Festival, the country all kinds of mooncakes. Ask his boss, who has done some work, to come to the office or to the house to express his interest. Among them, there was a mooncake the size of a plate that was priced at more than 8,000 yuan. This mooncake, in addition to the pasta pattern and the ingredients, there was also a gold ingot and a silver ingot. Right now, it was the time for him to eat mooncakes. His appetite did not like the taste of mooncakes, but in his heart, he was missing the unreachable Chang'e. At this moment, when he and Zhou Fangfang were tasting some wine in the tavern, "I keep thinking of Chang'e …" Amidst his confusion, he felt Chang'e, who was dancing gracefully on a cloud of ice and jade, flying towards him with an auspicious air, sitting across from him. In front of him, Zhou Fangfang's every frown and smile was taken in like a USB drive, branded on his heart, so much so that Zhou Fangfang called the waiter over and when he paid for the meal, he finally recovered from his reverie. He hurriedly passed the already prepared meal money to the waiter, turned around and smiled at Zhou Fangfang, "You treat me, and I'll pay the bill." Who's with whom? "

"No, no, I have to pay for it this time." After saying that, Zhou Fang Fang Fang handed the money to the waiter.

Tian Ping reached out to stop Zhou Fangfang's hand, saying something that made him even more proud: "It is a man's shame to let a beauty pay the bill."

Yama Minamiya never thought that his first visit to the mahjong hall would result in an awkward quarrel with a dark face.

He brushed his sleeves and left. Without calling for a car to pick him up, he strolled home.

The company's operations were rather difficult, and the price of coke fell a few more times. Every drop in the price was like a knife to his heart. Originally, he wanted to go to the mahjong to have fun, but he ended up encountering this stubborn fellow with a black face. He also knew that the dark face was originally a difficult head. In the past few years, the black-faced man in the Town Security team was used to shouting and shouting at small vendors, and he was used to having problems. Originally, they couldn't accept it, but Boss He and that beauty had interfered and gave them face. He also thought that he was, after all, the boss of a large-scale enterprise. He had some status, so he couldn't be as casual as he was in the past. If he really wanted to fight with that dark face and spread the news, he wouldn't look too good either.

At this moment, the lackey, Feng Niu, came home. When he saw the displeased expression on Director Yan's face, he asked what had made him angry.

Yama casually recounted what had happened during the game of cards.

When the smelly cow heard this, she flew into a rage, "Director Yan, I will find a few people to teach this dark face a lesson and let him know how much Duke Ma has grown."

The King of Hell waved his hand, "Hey, it's just a small matter. It's just a matter of passing on time. We're all neighbors."

The past is the past? Even though Director Yan said so, Feng Sou Niu did not think so. Over the years, we have been following Director Yan for a long time, traveling to the north and south. Today, Director Yan is actually pissed off by the dark face, then what do we need to do with the underlings? Where should we put our faces? At a critical moment, if you don't show your loyalty, when will you show it? Thinking of this, he patted his chest, "Director Yan, you don't have to worry about such a small matter, leave it to me. Let him be dumb and eat dumb and keep in mind, don't think that everyone is a peddler. "

Director Yan did not comment.

After Feng Niu left, he made a phone call and got the license number of the black-faced car. That night, just before eleven o'clock, Feng Niu, with a awl in his pocket, arrived alone near the Mahjong Mansion. However, at that time, there would always be a card player going out to his home, so he had to wander around somewhere else to pass the time. They would have to wait until it was 12 o'clock before they had the chance to make a move. He stepped out from behind a tree and made sure there was no one around. He pulled out the awl and walked over. He aimed at the rear tire of the car and stabbed it twice. Just as he broke the rear tire, he saw a small car heading towards the mahjong hall.

The next morning, the dark faced man came to the door of the mahjong, and carefully drove the car to a tire repair shop.

The tympanist looked at the torn inner tube and pointed at the torn part, "Look, this is a hammer or something." "Who did you offend?" The replacement looked up at the dark face.

"Who knows? "Hey, you just need to mend your fetus."

When his master saw that his words made the customers unhappy, he did not say anything else and lowered his head to busy himself with his work.

The dark faced man looked at the inner tube and took out a cigarette for his master, lighting one for himself as well. While smoking, he wondered who had done this wicked thing. Guk? Impossible. This bastard was currently wanted. The notice board and telegraph pole of Gold and Silver Street were both marked with wanted posters. It was too late for him to hide now, so why would he bother doing such a thing? Yama? It wasn't possible either. Even though it had been a bit awkward the other day, he was still the boss of a scale company. He was someone with status, so he wouldn't care about such trivial matters. From the mahjong hall? He sifted through the players and decided it was impossible. Who did it? He fell into a daze. At this moment, he saw Boss He pass by and greeted him, "Boss, where are you going?"

"Order some mooncakes and buy some things to send down to your friends during the Mid-Autumn Festival," said He.

"Hey, boss, I gave everyone the card for the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, 300 yuan, so there's no need to worry. Last year, it was bedding, plus a few pounds of mooncakes. What is it this year? Just order a mooncake? Wang Xiaosi's New Year is getting worse and worse every year. "

The owner forced a smile, "August 15th. Be more practical." Now that the unit has stopped distributing goods, many private enterprises are happy to find an excuse. If they can save the money, they can save it. Our mahjong hall will give them something to make up for it. "

"Hey, boss, you saved up money, so we have to thank you for letting us all eat mooncakes."

"That mouth of yours, say what you should, say what you shouldn't."

"Hehehe …"

Time is money.

These past few days, Zhou Dabao had truly experienced the weight of this sentence when he had gone through all the formalities. He drove the car, leading the way. When he encountered water, he would build bridges. In a day and a half, he had already prepared everything he needed for the earlier phase, all that was needed was a seal. This afternoon, he learned that his sister was building the Great Wall at the Mahjong Mansion, so he drove to the door of the mahjong Mansion and called his sister on his cell phone to get her to come out.

"Moments later, Zhou Fangfang walked out of the door and saw her brother standing beside the car, smiling, with a watch in his hand." "Biao Biao, you're done?"

"Done. A few guys helped. Last night, I had a drink with my brother. It was only missing a seal. "Elder sister, I said that you should stop playing cards this afternoon. This matter should be done immediately."

Zhou Fangfang nodded, "Ok, what's light and what's heavy, big sister understands." "Are you busy? I'll call Department Head Tian right away and see if he's in his office."

"Yes." "I'm leaving." Zhou Daheng opened the car door and turned around, "Sis, last night, I dreamed of a rooster. That rooster was standing on the roof of our old house, raising his head and squawking. Do you think this is a good sign? The big red rooster is standing at a high place, and its voice is very high. "

Zhou Fang Fang smiled and looked at her brother's round face. She thought to herself, no matter what, I must think of a way to do this. He then said, "I hope so. I will do my best."

The younger brother nodded with a smile, got into the car, gave a whistle, and left.

Zhou Fangfang watched the car drive onto the road as she silently prayed in her heart: Buddha ah, please help little brother get well as soon as possible. After she finished praying, she took out her cell phone from her bag and called Tian Ping's cell phone.

With a brush in his hand, Tian Ping was practicing calligraphy at a desk in his office when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he said.

At this time, Wang Xiaogang, the general manager of the Wangjiazhuang Coal Industry Company, opened the door and stuck his head in. He saw Tian Ping writing calligraphy and walked over to take a look. It's so good. Our company has recently built a staff cafeteria, when will Director Tian give us a few words? "

"The staff cafeteria?" Tian Ping asked.

"Yes. I'll go back and get a plaque to hang in front of the canteen. "

"Alright." Tian Ping picked up a brush and slowly wrote three words on a piece of paper: "Workers' cafeteria".

Looking at these four words, Wang Xiaoguang felt as if he had obtained a priceless treasure. "Haha, Director Tian. When these words are hung up, our staff cafeteria will be much more prosperous!"

Tian Ping smiled and placed the brush on the holder. He wiped his hands on a towel and sat on a high-backed chair behind his desk. He smiled at Director Wang and asked, "Director Wang, have you been busy lately?"

"It's just like that. It's all about the company." Wang Xiaoguang smiled and lit up a cigarette for him. Then, he suddenly shook his head: "Haha, Director Tian is taking care of us this time. I know about this. Director Tian, when are you free, are you coming to our Wang Family Village? Hehe, speaking of our place, anything else is fine. But speaking of tasting wild game, it definitely isn't a problem. "Field Chief, we're leaning against a mountain over there. There are ditches and forks, and rabbits and wild chickens are abundant." Then he lowered his voice. "Heh heh, sorry. "Director Tian, this is the calligraphy fee, it's nothing." After saying that, Wang Xiaoguang took out a black leather bag and handed it over to Tian Ping.

Tian Ping looked at the black leather bag that Wang Xiaogang handed over and quickly waved his hands, "Hey, Boss Wang, what are you doing? "No need, no need. Let's do business. As for writing a few words, it doesn't matter."

"Director Tian, look at you. We can't do this without your care." Mid-Autumn Festival had arrived. It didn't mean anything, so how could he do it? Besides, Director Tian just gave us a piece of ore, so he hung it up to protect us. "Director Tian, I don't know what cigarettes you usually smoke. Take a look for yourself." After saying that, Wang Xiaogang took out a newspaper from his desk and placed it on top of the black leather bag on top of the table.

"Hey, this —" Tian Ping was about to finish his sentence when his cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was a call from Zhou Fangfang.

"Director Tian, ha-ha, let's do it here. You're busy. I have something else to do in the city, so I'm off. " Wang Xiaogang was about to leave with the Mo Bao in his hand. When he reached the office door, he turned around and said with a face full of smiles, "Director Tian, when you're free, you must come to our place. Eat some wild food and give us some face."

Tian Ping walked over from his desk and shook Wang Xiaoguang's hand, "Alright, alright. If you have time, go and have a look."

After Wang Xiaoguang left the office, he turned around to greet Tian Ping. Unexpectedly, Tian Ping did not appear at the entrance.

Tian Ping was busy answering the phone in his office. He really did not have the time to dawdle with Wang Xiaoguang.

Wang Xiaogang went down the stairs, muttering to himself, "What is it?" And you f * cking put on a show … Chief of Finance, come here. In front of others, you put the stamped and completed documents in the drawer, and told your manager to come and get them. What did he mean by that? Who would be playing around with him? F * ck! The things that should be done caused your father to come over again. That fifty thousand yuan was just a fluke! That was all he could think of. He stepped one more step down, staggered, and almost fell. He hurriedly held onto the wall of the corridor with his hands and stood there for a while. After taking a few breaths and calming himself down, he turned around to look at the entrance of the Tian Ping office. "It almost slipped past the grandpa's waist!" The one Armpit was holding was now his own, and he rubbed it in his hand a few times, then went out to find a place to tear it up and throw it away. he thought angrily.

After Zhou Fangfang had called Tian Ping, she heard him say, "Who are we to whom?" He felt more at ease. However, she noticed, "Who are we?" Recently, Director Tian had used this phrase very frequently.

After a while, Boss He went up to the second floor and said to everyone, "Hey, guys, we've got some presents for everyone from the mahjong General Hall, five catties of mooncake each and a barrel of silver dragon oil, which we'll pick up in the kitchen when we get home. Everyone is happy in mid-autumn. "

A few players said, "Thank you, Boss."

"Five catties of mooncake is fine, but now that the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the unit will not distribute mooncakes anymore. It's enough to eat." said the skinny monkey.

The dark face stopped playing cards, turned around, and asked seriously: "Hey, boss, is this silver dragon oil genetically modified? I heard that it's not good to eat genetically modified food. "

The boss said, "Aiya, I don't know about that. I bought it at the supermarket. The mooncake was ordered by Grandma Wang's mooncake store. "

"Nanny Wang" is a famous mooncake in Baima City, which is characterized by a formula for holding oil but not greasy, crisp and tasty, and is hand-made with a sweet fragrance, which is especially suitable for old people with bad teeth to eat, for local names.

Zhou Fangfang persuaded him with a dark face, "Hurry up and play cards, I was wrong."

I'm afraid of comparison. Before the fifteenth of August in previous years, the mahjong hall would send out gifts of refined porcelain and mooncakes, fruit, thin quilts, fruit and mooncakes, or simply a shopping card. But this year, not to mention the fruit, he had also replaced everything else with a bucket of silver dragon oil.

The skinny monkey said, "I heard that the people in the Leisure Mahjong Hall on this street record points. They give out card cards directly, so it's convenient on both sides. "Boss, let me make a suggestion. Let's copy it here too, how about it?"

Even though Boss He's words were usually watertight, when the skinny monkey spirit suddenly encountered such a difficult problem, it was slightly unable to deal with it. He thought that the skinny monkey spirit could just follow the wind and eat sh * t. You know my current situation. I can't even handle a debt collector, and you still want to make things worse for me? Although he thought this in his heart, he couldn't say it out loud. Boss He smiled and said, "The skinny monkey's suggestion is not bad. "This time, let's wait for next year. We should learn from his strong points."

"In the future?" The dark face said, "It's getting cold from waiting."

"Forget it, who can compare to a family? Boss He is usually very kind to everyone, so we all have to take responsibility. " Zhou Fangfang said this to help Boss He.

The dark face glanced at Zhou Fangfang and said, "Look, look at her. She's beautiful, and her boss likes to hear what she says." Humans were good at reading, but words were good at listening. "Let's not talk anymore, in response to Fang Fang's call …" As he spoke, he glanced at the skinny monkey spirit, "That's it?"

"I'll just talk too much." "Yes, I shall respond to the call of the beauties."

Seeing that everyone was still playing cards, Boss He finally let out a long sigh of relief. He turned around and walked out of the mahjong hall, wanting to take a breath of fresh air. Although Zhou Fangfang had resolved the crisis, Boss He did not feel good listening to the chatter just now. The present this year was indeed a bit shabby, she thought, but it had to be this way. Last night, her husband called to tell her to come home early. She asked a relative to take care of the mahjong for a while and to accept the fees. When she got home, she saw her husband and a few other people she didn't know sitting on the sofa, smoking cigarettes and feeling depressed. When she saw this scene, the worry she had felt for the past few days had caused her heart to leap into her throat. She was here to collect money.

After his son, Wei Xinmin, ran away, the unit's leader saw that he had not come to work for more than a few days, so he called a young man to inquire about the situation. This young man had a very good relationship with Wei Xinmin. The young man saw that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he had no choice but to send Wei Xinmin to Macau to gamble and lose the money before running away. When the Leader heard this, he was a little annoyed. "This Wei Xinmin, fuck him! "He said that his grandma was sick and asked for a few days' leave. So she was just f * cking gambling in Macau and said all sorts of lies. I only agreed to come to work because of my dad, but who knew …"

The leader called Old Wei. "Brother, do you know anything about our son?"

"Got it." Sigh, this stupid kid … He told his family a few days ago that they sent him to Jilin for a business trip. "

"What?" Travel to Jilin? "This kid, both sides are lying …"

Before Wei Xinmin went into hiding, he made two calls, one to his mom and the other to this guy at work. In addition, he borrowed 50,000 yuan from this guy.

News of Wei Xinmin's escape spread like wildfire, followed closely by the debt collectors … Last night, the He couple had waited until three in the morning to give some money to the debtors before sending them away.

The tired Boss He recalled the scene last night and looked at the scene triggered by the gift in front of him. He could not help but feel his nose turn sour.

Actually, some of the mahjong club's playing buddies also knew about Wei Xinmin's escape, and a few of them were even creditors. Wei Xinmin previously said that he wanted to sell the used car backwards, so he borrowed 100,000 yuan from Liu Dawn, 15,000 yuan from the skinny monkey, 50,000 yuan from Mao Ge, and even Yu Hua Hua, who just came to the mahjong, borrowed 10,000 yuan to buy a 70% new Volkswagen sedan for the dark face. He still didn't give the dark face from the car sale, saying that he used it for a few days first … Although they didn't say it on the surface, they were just discussing it privately. They were all worried and wondered if Boss He was still in the dark. Because of his face, no one wanted to break this piece of paper.

Everyone was discussing this and that, making the boss feel embarrassed.

People thought that Boss He usually treated people quite well. Five catties of mooncake was five catties of mooncake, while silver dragon oil was silver dragon oil. Although this oil was said on the internet to be made from genetically modified soy beans and couldn't be eaten well, it couldn't be blamed on Boss He.