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    "Mr. Jia! Mr. Jia!"

    The shouts of the two female cashiers and the uncle who bound the vouchers also drifted away in front of Zhang Luo's consciousness.

    Based on a similar experience last time, Zhang Luo thought he could return to modern times.

    It's a pity that the doctor only saw the patient's eyes rolling twice on the ICU bed.

    However, Zhang Luo could still clearly perceive everything that happened in the ward.  For example, Google was calling Zhang Luo's master in a low voice, telling him not to rush to tell Zhang Luo's parents about such a big event, for fear of frightening the old man.

    Another example, Mr. Liu rushed over in a hurry, took a look at her, ignored the doctor and other patients, pointed his nose and scolded the on-site manager alone.  The two heads and three heads were all on the side, looking solemnly at the site manager as a scapegoat.  Everyone pointed at the dirty account of the past, but they didn't point it out. They only talked about Zhang Luo being hit.

    "How do you do on-site management? How do you spend those on-site management fees and security fees? Did you blow up your finances?"

    "What Mr. Liu said is right! This project has been carefully planned, but it is still necessary to strengthen on-site management!"

    "On-site security really needs to be increased!" Santou almost didn't say anything, and there were more than 40 million exorcism fees that had to be considered.

    Zhang Luo said "hehe" twice in his heart.

    She even knew that there was a mangy on the bed next door. It was obviously not urgent, but she was still occupying the bed in the emergency room, watching the previous drama "Do you know?"

    Looking at the "glamorous" little father-in-law in the play, with his sword-browed and bright eyes, and his narrow-sleeved brocade jacket from the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhang Luo couldn't help but imagine what Li Shishi's confidant Zhou Bangyan looked like.  After all, she is a single woman with no marriage, no children, and no house, so she can't help but have vulgar fantasies about her future partner.

    Just at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Zhou¡ªMr. Zhou is here."

    Zhang Luo hurriedly struggled to open his eyes.  In front of him, he was no longer in a modern hospital, but under the armchair in the counting room of Zuixing Building.  She crossed over into that brick again.

    Before Zhang Luo saw the so-called "Mr. Zhou", he saw the fatter one of the two female cashiers with red eyes, biting her sleeve, and rubbing her eyes regardless of the dirty hands that ordered the silver just now.

    "Jia¡ª¡ªMr. Jia, you are awake. If you don't wake up, Mama Li is afraid that someone will call your family members up."

    The bearded face also showed a look as if he, too, had come alive.

    This surprised Zhang Luo, so her consciousness entered Mr. Jia's body again from the bricks on the ground.

    "Why am I here again?"

    "Mr. Jia, stop talking nonsense, you are not here, where are you going?!" The slightly thinner female cashier also came over to make fun of it.  "I have some good news for you. Mama Li knew that you were the one who persuaded the elder sister to see off the official Zhou, and she praised you as a talent in Zuixinglou."

    "" Zhang Luo had heard this kind of verbal praise no less than ten times in the company, but she never received a salary increase, advanced evaluation, or promotion.  So, I can't get excited now.

    But she knew that a leader like Mother Li couldn't even give her verbal rewards for free.

    "What happened?"

    "Then¡ª¡ªSister Shi Shi went to see the official Zhou off. The official family just came. After waiting for half a night, she was very angry. But when she saw the senior sister coming back, she smiled coaxingly. Senior sister gave the official again  The family sang the farewell song for the Zhou official before he left, and the officials were happy, not only exempting the Zhou official from relegation, but also mentioning his official position!"

    The fat cashier was as happy as a machine gun.

    "Mother Li said that from now on, officials from Zhou will not only come here more often, but it's also not easy to pay on credit anymore." This sentence is the key point.

    "Officer Zhou also said that he would come to personally thank you, Mr. Jia." The thin cashier added the next sentence, but the bearded face next to him was obviously uncomfortable.  "Officer Zhou said that when you are well, I will treat you to a drink in the tower."

    "Banlou?"

    "Yes, although our Zuixinglou is also a branch of the Fanlou, where have we ever been in the main building of the Fanlou? A pot of clear tea there costs three taels of silver, which is our annual allowance."

    Zhang Luo stayed in Mr. Jia's body, tears welled up in his eyes:

    In the Huizong Dynasty of the Northern Song Dynasty, rice cost seven hundred pennies per stone.  According to this purchasing power, she was also a small worker among small workers in ancient times. Her monthly salary is now 3,000 yuan, including pension insurance, five insurances and one housing fund.

    This grief brought Zhang Luo and Mr. Jia together, and she jumped up from the armchair:

    "Didn't you say that Zhou Guanren is here? Go and tell him, I'm done, and I'm going to have a drink."

    &nbspThe cadres saw that the teacher and sister whom they met last time were sitting behind a pair of harpies.  She nodded to the finance team with a peachy smile.

    On her couch, sitting on the right is a man wearing a black turban, a navy blue winter coat, and a gold belt.  Although the facial features are still exquisite, they are obviously over sixty years old.  There were no other male guests in the room, it seemed that this was the famous Zhou Bangyan.

    Zhang Luo opened his mouth and looked at this sixty-year-old "blue-faced confidant".

    "Mr. Zhou, this is the accountant of Zuixinglou."

    An elder sister who is painted with makeup, who seems to be a few years younger than Zhou Guanren, was introduced to her.  She was wearing a duck blue padded jacket with a Song brocade drape with an elephant eye pattern, and she was sitting on the armchair.  On the low table in front of her was a cloth purse, which was slumped, and it didn't look like it contained a lot of money.  It seems that she is the boss in everyone's mouth, Mama Li.

    The Zhou officials only looked at Zhang Luo and the female cashier, and then turned to look at Li Shishi's konghou.

    "This tone is still a bit cold I need to think about it more. It's a pity that you and I won't be able to see each other in the future. I'm afraid there will be a decree about entering the palace soon."

    After all, there are three rough women and one rough man standing underground.  Zhou Guanren didn't care, just talked to Li Shishi.

    Zhang Luo didn't mind either, firstly, she didn't know what the two of them were talking about, and secondly, Zhou Guanren was a 60-year-old uncle: his talking and laughing, coupled with his age, was obviously pretending to be tender.

    Judging from Zhang Luo's accounting experience, officials this week may always think that they are chic and suave, roaming around in the flowers, and it is impossible for them to be a strong backing for women.

    She was just a little disappointed in her fantasy.

    Li Shishi turned his head to the side: "Mr. Jia, don't blame me, I'm tuning a tune. Mom, please entertain me."

    Ms. Li nodded benevolently, and asked the servant girl to pour a glass of wine for the four of them, and picked up a few dishes, put them on the stool, and asked the financial team to sit on the footrest and eat by themselves.

    Zhang Luo felt offended.  But she is afraid of unemployment, even if this is Mr. Jia's life, Mr. Jia's job.  She still habitually forced herself to eat.

    When the four of them finally finished eating and came out, Mama Li followed behind, holding the purse in her hand:

    "Mr. Jia, you haven't been doing well in the past few days. I think it's better to go home. You don't have to come up in the next spring."

    As she spoke, she stuffed the boh bag to Zhang Luo, as if it contained mountains of gold and silver.

    "There are two taels of silver in it. Although it is not much, it can be regarded as a little bit of my heart."

    Then, Mother Li put her handkerchief to her mouth, pretending to choke up.  "Anyway, we have been together for a few years, and we still can't bear to be separated"

    Zhang Luo was stunned. She was unemployed like this in ancient times: "Didn't it mean three taels of silver every year?"

    Mama Li immediately put away her handkerchief, her eyes widened: "If this year hasn't passed yet, it doesn't count as a year!" Then Mama Li pursed her lips and squinted her eyes:

    "Come on, back then, your family was pitiful, and you begged me at the door, saying that you were confused and thought that your own woman's family could take scientific examinations, so I took you in. Whoever thought it was, now you're biting it."

    Zhang Luo's eyes widened. He didn't expect this Mr. Jia to make such a move.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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