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- Jiang Sen put down his work and read a book in the dormitory all night.
After nine o'clock, after Wu Xiaosong came back from the outside, he kept on the phone in the corridor outside the dormitory, yelling various chairmen, ministers, and directors in his mouth. Depending on the situation, he probably got an official position in some student organization. , or just joined in.
Children who have never tasted power can easily get excited about it.
This is a natural phenomenon. Jiang Sen didn't even bother to say a word. Seeing that it was not too early, he closed the book and hurried to take a shower. It was not until ten o'clock, and he went to bed on time.
After he lay down and fell asleep, Wu Xiaosong finished the call, and not long after, Song Dajiang also came back, but there was no communication between them at all-apparently because of the huge differences in their respective backgrounds, Jiang Sen and the others in dormitory 404 Yes, there is no dormitory centripetal force at all. Not to mention brotherhood, there is no such thing as plastic brotherhood at all.
The next morning, when Jiang Sen got up at six in the morning, Song Dajiang was already sitting at the table reading a book.
Jiang Sen simply washed up, turned on the computer, and started typing.
I wrote in one breath until early seven o'clock, and just after finishing the first chapter, Wu Xiaosong sat up and complained: "Brother Sen, why don't you write at another time later, I can't sleep because of the sound of your typing."
"Oh, good." Jiang Sen checked the typo, saved it, and turned off the phone.
He wouldn't tell Wu Xiaosong that just twenty minutes ago, you were still snoring.
Did the sound of my code words wake you up?
Obviously, I was woken up by urinating!
"Alas" Wu Xiaosong felt that he was trying to make ends meet, so he climbed down quite aggrieved in his heart, put on a piece of clothing, and hurried to the bathroom. Just as he reached the door, there was a knock on the door first.
As soon as Wu Xiaosong opened the door, a strange face came in from outside.
Small round faces, low nose bridges, wearing glasses, each of them is not tall, at most 1.6 meters, with a slightly wretched temperament, but bright eyes, and asked excitedly: "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Er Er that's the one, Principal Jiang !"
"Brother Sen! I'm looking for you!" Wu Xiaosong turned his head to look, left the door for the son of the plane, turned and went into the toilet by himself.
Jiang Sen turned around and saw Wei Mianzi walk in with the door closed. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "I'm so stupid! So early?"
"I went to work the day before." Wei Mianzi rubbed his hands, walked to Jiang Sen's side, and nodded to Song Dajiang who was looking at him.
Jiang Sen introduced the two to each other: "This is Brother Gongming, this is Xiao Mianzi, and the one who shits in the toilet is Wudutou."
"Hello, Brother Ming, hello, Brother Ming." Wei Mianzi hurriedly greeted Song Dajiang before turning his head.
Song Dajiang was a little confused, "I I should be Brother Jiang, right?"
"Presumptuous." Jiang Sen said, "404 is only allowed to have one Brother Jiang, and that is me. You can only be Brother Ming at most."
"Okay" Song Dajiang shrank back speechlessly, thinking to himself why he called Song Dajiang, if he was called Song Dahe, it would be fine. However, his younger brother's name is Song Dahe
"Come on, let me show you the rabbit first." Jiang Sen stood up, walked under Lin Da's punch, and opened Binbin's cage.
Early in the morning, Binbin was still sleeping in his little room.
Jiang Sen pointed to the hut in the cage, "It will wake up by itself when it's time to eat. From now on, your task is to come here every morning, pour out the rabbit feces in the iron plate below, and wipe the cage again. , The dry straw in the small house is changed every other day, the rabbit food and water are changed every other day, the small bowl filled with water is washed every other day, and everything is placed on the balcony"
Jiang Sen said as he opened the balcony door, and a gust of cold wind blew in from outside.
Wei Mianzi poked his head out to look at it, and nodded in understanding.
Jiang Sen immediately closed the door, and said to Wei Mianzi earnestly, "These shit-drinking jobs are only temporary, and there will definitely be more important jobs for you soon. What about us now, the tone is that we are doing work." , or rather, it¡¯s just the beginning of a career run-in process, the most important thing is to know each other¡¯s life and work habits, after a long time, with a tacit understanding of getting along, cooperation can be sustained and long-lasting, isn¡¯t it?
Just like the army also folds the quilt, the quilt is folded well, not the goal, but the method and process. Asking you to help me take care of the rabbit is also not a goal, but a staged process. "
"Well, well, I know." Wei Mianzi was a little cautious when facing the new boss.
Jiang Sen asked lightly: "Have you handed over the matter on your own website?"
"The resignation letter was written last night.??Let¡¯s wait until tomorrow, go there tomorrow morning and finish the formalities. Wei Mianzi said, "And then we have to move here, otherwise the distance is too far, and commuting is really inconvenient. I got up at 5:30 this morning." "
oh? Such a correct attitude?
Jiang Sen couldn't help but look at Xiao Mianzi with admiration, "Okay, take your time, and tell me if you have any difficulties."
"I" Wei Mianzi was about to speak, when inside the cage, Binbin suddenly got out of the hut, wiped his face with his little paws, then looked up at Jiang Sen, and whirled around in the cage.
"Are you awake?" Jiang Sen immediately walked over and took the rabbit out of the cage, "Then let's go eat first."
I don't know if I said it to people or to rabbits.
A few minutes later, Jiang Sen led the rabbit downstairs like a dog.
Song Dajiang held the textbook in his arms, and Wei Mianzi followed in a daze, and heard Jiang Sen say all the way: "I don't have any special treatment here, but in a short time, before the Olympic Games, you can pack three meals a day. Just eat with me, and I'll see if I can help you find a part-time job in scientific research."
"What part-time job in scientific research?" Wei Mianzi suddenly felt a sense of superiority.
Song Dajiang said: "Provide reference urine."
"What?"
"It's just a urine test, to help check the level of stimulants." Song Dajiang briefly explained Jiang Sen's current situation to Wei Mianzi.
Wei Mianzi understood, "It's a kind of white mouse, right?"
"It can also be understood in this way."
"How much can there be in that month?"
"Five hundred."
"Okay." Wei Mianzi nodded, with an extra 500 subsidy a month, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, so it's better than nothing, and said with a smile, "So my urine can still be so valuable"
Nonsense, the rope tied to the crab is of course expensive
Jiang Sen complained silently in his heart, naturally, now he himself is that crab.
"How is your income on the website calculated?"
"The basic salary is now 6,000 before tax. After deducting the five social insurances and one housing fund, I get more than 4,900, but there is still a commission." Wei Mianzi said, "I can get 5% of the subscriptions for your two books. Commission, there is also a commission of 0.5% in traditional characters."
0.5% traditional Chinese commission?
That should be a lot, right?
Jiang Sen suddenly felt a little bad, "Then what was your total income last year?"
Wei Mianzi replied in a very calm tone: "The salary and subscription commission are not much, the total is about 100,000, and the traditional Chinese gets more commission. A total of 1.8 million."
"How much?" Jiang Sen stopped and looked at Wei Mianzi in amazement.
The son of the plane repeated: "1.8 million."
Jiang Sen stared at him, "May I ask Mr. Wei, you earn nearly two million a year and you come to clean my rabbit cage. What kind of mentality is this?"
The son of the plane sighed quietly, "Second master, you don't know something"
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