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712 The ghost

That night, Mr. Jia’s news of visiting the ep exhibition was arranged in the fourth to fifth articles. Zhang Yifu’s family had never watched the news broadcast so seriously, and the long-clogged video recorder was used again. While Fang Siqi ran around, the Hengdian booth had a short time of 15 seconds. According to Xiang Xiaofei, if Mr. Jia had not been present in person, even if he had to show his face for so long in the evening news program, the value of each second would exceed hundreds of thousands. However, this time the news was just a little adjustment of the camera distribution during Mr. Jia’s itinerary, and it was not that expensive.

Hengdian executives also all got the camera, including the lens of Chen Yanrui and Zhang Yifu shook hands with Mr. Jia as the core, and the operation screen, screen wall, etc. of Hangdian microcomputer simulation system were also interspersed in the middle. This precious 15 seconds made the whole country know Hengdian.

However, for ordinary people, someone is completely outrageous.

"The one holding the flowers behind is also from your company?" Ning Lan didn't have time to congratulate Zhang Yifu, so he asked about the mascot in the background.

"Yes, new recruits."

"It's pretty! Xiaofei dresses too rigidly..."

"Don't say it in front of her!" Zhang Yifu quickly reminded, "They are not going to deal with each other."

"It's hard for women to manage." Zhang Guodong adhered to his usual sarcastic tone, "Look at what are the main things you are paying attention to? Now that the company run by Yifu has received the attention of the big leaders, you should be happy about it."

"That's definitely happy! But do you think everyone is like you, and you know how to care about where the leader is going all day long! Jia has a high position, may he give our Yifu's corporate support? Anyway, just come and see what can it do?"

"You don't understand. How many private entrepreneurs do you think have this honor?"

"Can honor be eaten?"

"The bouquet behind can be eaten as a meal?"

"I think it can." Ning Lan snorted, "We ordinary people watch the news, so no matter what this company does. Just staring at this girl is enough. Maybe this girl is famous, even bigger than the Mok!

"It's a laughing!"

"You two... how can you become stubborn because of this matter now..." Zhang Yifu no longer knew how to talk.

The unit next door. This is in a completely sad atmosphere.

As old neighbors and colleagues for decades, Song Yuanshan and his wife's tragic days have been graduating from Zhang Yifu's university to the present. They watched Zhang Guodong be unlucky, look at Zhang Yifu's pride, look at the rise of the next door, and see their daughter still not married at the age of 26.

"It's all you. How suitable are Xiaoni and Yifu at that time? You must think that their family is not good, but Yifu went to a power plant in another place." Song Yuanshan's complaints in the past two years have become more frequent. Although he still retains his job, at most three or five people obey his orders. He has to travel around Jijing every day to go to work.

"I'm blaming me again now?" Lu Qingxiu cursed while tidying up the table, "You said Xiao Ni has good conditions, so she has to marry a family of department level or above, right?"

"I just said that, but I didn't let you do anything!"

"Oh! Reject the responsibility again! I'm not concerned anyway." Lu Qingxiu was too lazy to curse, "I'll just say one thing, just one thing. Xiaoni was also in the second repair factory at that time, right? Hengdian was going to reorganize, who told her not to stay, and she must go to the main factory?"

Song Yuanshan immediately lost his temper. There is nothing to talk about about this matter.

"You said that Zhang Yifu was dissatisfied with one bottle, half a bottle of slamming. He was poor and proud, but the company was not that easy to do." Lu Qingxiu pointed to the TV, "It's really true, he can show off such a big shot!"

"So what if Xiao Ni stays in Hengdian? The culture is here, is there her place?"

"Haha, I knew that Lao Zhao's children were still in Hengdian, and they were paid training during this period. They have already been certified and are not in high-tech positions. The monthly salary is 700, which is similar to our whole family."

"That's all work that comes and goes in the wind and rain. Can you compare with the general factory?"

"Yes, the general factory is good." Lu Qingxiu became more and more angry as she spoke. "Look at whom Xiaoni knows now? A bunch of people from the suburbs! Some people come to propose marriage and matchmaking! I feel uncomfortable just seeing the matchmaker like that! I am 26, what should I do?"

"It's you, pick and choose! The more you choose, the more you choose!"

"Press responsibility again?"

"...Oh." Song Yuanshan was silent for a while, "I won't push you anymore. It's already like this. No matter whether it's responsible or shameless, it's useless."

"You know too? Now, the things Xiao Ni's job can't be solved."

"Or..." Song Yuanshan took a sip of wine, "After all, it's a neighbor who has been around for so many years, are you walking around?"

“How to move around?”

"Hengdian should have a way to transfer work to work, right? I might as well let Xiaoni go there and arrange a more comfortable position, with income and decent income. The young gay men over there are also high quality, so don't be with the workers in the main factory."

"Haha, it's useless to know that you're shameful now?"

"You're still here? Let's discuss it carefully or not."

"Oh..." Lu Qingxiu also sighed. She was not annoyed. If the family next door was not satisfactory, that would be fine. The key was that next door was too satisfactory. Ning Lan didn't know where the blessing came from. She lived so comfortably now and worked so hard, but she had such a result.

The couple also knew that it would be harder to make Zhang Yifu and Song Xiaoni get along with each other now than to make Song Yuanshan the director. The only idea that Zhang Yifu can have is to remember the friendship of the past and Zhang Guodong's colleagues, so he can arrange it for Xiaoni.

After thinking about it, the two of them happened to take advantage of Zhang Yifu's news broadcast to go over to congratulate him and mention Song Xiaoni's incident. So Song Yuanshan took out a good wine and cigarettes, Lu Qingxiu changed his clothes, and the two knocked on the Zhang family's door in fear and fear.

When Zhang Yifu came to the door, he was stunned when he saw the two of them. Why did these old guys from the last century emerge again?

"Dad, Section Chief Song." Zhang Yifu said to the sofa.

"Section Chief Song? Which Section Chief Song?"

"Song Yuanshan." Song Yuanshan said awkwardly, "Director Zhang even forgot me?"

"Oh." Zhang Guodong then stood up and looked at the scene. Song Yuanshan and his wife no longer had the arrogance on them. They only had the vulgarity of the market and the charm of the temptation.

"Are you here to find Yifu?" Zhang Guodong asked calmly.

"It's not all. Don't you see the news anymore? Come and congratulate me." Lu Qingxiu said awkwardly, "Oh, Sister Ning is busy too? I'll help."
Chapter completed!
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