Rebirth: Family Chaebol

When Yuan Fangguo and Song Yiting, the young couple, were enjoying a very private two-person world in the mansion, Yang Xuexiu and Gao Dapeng were once again worried about where to live.

In the past, Yang Xuexiu lived in the basement well, but a month ago, a fire broke out in the basement of a certain community in the capital, and now the basements of various communities are being cleaned up in various places, and Yang Xuexiu's landlord can't avoid it, he told Yang Xuexiu, he must move out within a week, otherwise, he might be detained.

Yang Xuexiu's condition is not good, and Gao Dapeng's is not much better. It was originally a room for two people, but after the year, their unit hired two young people from below, and the previous single bed became a bunk bed. , the space for two people is now divided up by four people.

And of the two young people on secondment, one snores very loudly and can basically snor from the moment he falls asleep until he wakes up in the morning, while the other has severe foot odor and body odor, and has been in the dormitory for a long time. As for Yang Xuexiu, he could feel a faint mixed odor on her boyfriend.

The direct consequence of such a large number of people is that Gao Dapeng's sleep has been seriously affected, and he often looks listless at work.

On Friday, Gao Dapeng was concentrating on drafting a document in the office when he saw a folder thrown over.

"Dapeng, you can make a copy for me." This tone contained an indisputable command tone.

Gao Dapeng looked up and saw the old fried dough stick in the office.

It is said to be an old fried dough stick, but in fact, he is not very old, even less than thirty years old, but people always have trouble in the office, especially when they are very close to several leaders, so they live a good life in the office. Chic.

In the past, the chores he encountered were basically thrown to a few newcomers in the office. These newcomers were basically honest and easy to bully, and they did not dare to have unnecessary complaints about the work arranged by the old fritters.

However, Gao Dapeng is worried right now. On the one hand, his girlfriend is looking for a house, and on the other hand, it is the job at hand. If this work cannot be completed today, he can only work overtime on weekends, and the direct consequences of overtime on weekends That is, he can't accompany his girlfriend to find a house, and at the same time, he can't meet his good brother Yuan Fangguo.

"I don't have time now." Gao Dapeng was dealing with a key piece of data, so he basically just looked up at the old fritters, and then turned his eyes to the computer again.

"Fuck, what's your attitude?" The old fritters had been messing around so much in the office. It was the first time that he had a closed door, and he was called a stupid Gao Dapeng by the guys in the office, so his face suddenly turned down.

"Brother, I really don't have time." Gao Dapeng quickly said with a smile.

"I don't care, you make a copy for me before noon, and I'll come to get it at work in the afternoon." Throwing this sentence away, the old fritters didn't know which office he went into to smoke and drink tea.

Everyone in the office couldn't help but glanced at Gao Dapeng from the corner of his eye or from the corner of his eye. After seeing his face flushed, these guys all snickered.

Among these newcomers, Gao Dapeng is the best bully.

Gao Dapeng sighed helplessly, quickly finished processing the data, picked up the thick folder, and went to the copy room.

Unexpectedly, when the photocopy room looked, it turned out to be crowded with people.

Thinking that he still had a lot of things to deal with, Gao Dapeng temporarily put aside the idea of ​​helping the old fritters make copies, sat down in his seat, and continued to deal with his own affairs.

He ate lunch hastily at noon, and he didn't even have time to go to the bathroom, so he sat in front of the computer again and started beating.

In a flash, it was time for work in the afternoon. It just so happened that Director Ye of the office came over with another notebook in his hand.

"Well, Xiao Gao, hurry up and help print the contents of this notebook." After speaking, Director Ye threw the thick notebook in front of Gao Dapeng.

Gao Dapeng hurriedly asked, "Director Ye, what's in here? Minutes of the meeting?"

Director Ye laughed and said: "Where are the minutes of the meeting? This is a poem written by our director and father-in-law. The old man likes to write poems, but his publishing house doesn't publish them. The director thought about it and decided to print out these poetry collections. ."

When Gao Dapeng heard this, he was immediately surprised. The director had held a meeting earlier and said that he could not use his power for personal gain, but now he asked Director Ye to print out the poems of his father-in-law.

However, he did not dare to neglect. The rank of the director is equivalent to the rank of mayor in a general prefecture-level city. For a small person of his rank, it is a big mountain that he can look up to.

"Okay, I'll hurry up when I look back." Gao Dapeng said with a haha.

Director Ye Wanchun's face suddenly turned down, "You finish it tomorrow morning, and I have to bring it to the director."

"Director, I haven't got half of the research you explained to me yet?" Gao Dapeng said with a look of embarrassment. He estimated that he would have to stay up all night tonight, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to talk to his girlfriend and brother tomorrow. explain.

"Then hurry up and do it. I don't care. You can print it out and give it to me before noon tomorrow. By the way, no typos are allowed." Ye Wanchun's face has become quite ugly. In his opinion, Gao Dapeng does something like He was dawdling, he had no courage or courage at all, he was a complete nerd.

Throwing down this sentence, Director Ye put his hands behind his back, UU reading www.uukanshu. com goes away.

As soon as Director Ye left, the old Youtiao walked in with a Chinese cigarette in his mouth. As soon as he entered the door, he began to shout, "Gao Dapeng, have you made a copy for me?"

Gao Dapeng was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help shuddering. In the morning, because there were too many people in the photocopying room, he forgot it.

"Brother Wang, I..."

"What are you?" The old frowning frowned coldly asked.

"Sorry, I forgot."

"Fuck, you can forget this kind of thing." The old fritters became furious. "What? Is it difficult for Brother Wang to speak?"

"Brother Wang, that's not true, listen to my explanation." For someone like Laoyoutiao, Gao Dapeng was not willing to offend him, and at the same time he didn't dare to offend him, because he knew that if he offended Laoyoutiao, he would never be in the unit. Good fruit to eat.

"Explain your ass, do you have an opinion on me?" The old fritters trembled with his hands. If it wasn't for someone next to him, he really wanted to slap Gao Dapeng's big mouths, what the heck.