“It’s really a business trip. It’s more real than gold. If you don’t believe it, ask our leader. I’ve given you a phone number long ago. By the way, I’ll go to the village this time. The signal may be bad, so don’t call me at all.” I said.
“When will you come back?”
“It can be as short as three days, and it can be as long as one week.” I said.
“Go alone?”
“Don’t worry with Pang Dahai. The fat boy who loves to play games. You saw you when you came to the company party last time to check the club. You were calling for the phone with your phone and shouting for that.” I said.
“Okay, he will give me one of the phone calls then.”
“Okay, just be happy.” I said.
. . .
The fat misfortune does not exist. It is probably because the boss thinks the performance is too poor.
I don’t know where the leader dug up big news, and of course this kind of news is not explosive at all. No one will come to grab it. Then, I will take some photos and make some content myself.
Game? Or watch it? Super news at least goes to TV stations and newspapers everywhere, so it’s better to cause a sensation across the country? I haven’t heard of Yang Yongxin before. It’s really a sentence above that I ran away from the bottom.
I didn’t even call and sent a text message to Dahai: Come back after you finish your business, and the leader’s fat man will talk for less than a week.
Dahai replied with a text message almost instantly, and clicked it and read it: OK.
I continued to lift my feet up on the table and fell asleep while shaking the rocking chair.
. . .
Who patted my shoulder and saw the sea when I opened my eyes.
“Brother Qiao, did you say there is a fat man?” Dahai said.
“What? Oh oh oh, yes. How many years have you been here? Have you ever been on a business trip? What time is it now?” I said.
“It’s almost two years, I haven’t traveled on a business trip. I just got off work at six o’clock. Are we going out?” Dahai said.