Uncle Ma, an old cunning guy, unknowingly tricked me into voluntarily giving up the commercial room.
But I won’t be fooled. If I try to fool him again in a few days, I’ll have to get his store house...
Of course, this is just a joke. Given our relationship, if he doesn’t give his store room to me, who else can he give it to?
Uncle Ma is safe and sound, and I can go to work with peace of mind.
According to Uncle Ma's words, I first called Mr. Liu, briefly explained the situation in the past two days, and said a few good words to him.
After all, I haven't been to work for the past two days, and Mr. Liu didn't even ask me, which is quite interesting.
When I went to work the next day, I brought Mr. Liu a bag of good tea. He accepted it with a smile, and then asked a few questions about Uncle Ma's situation with concern.
Of course I couldn't tell the truth, so I made up a few sentences to fool him.
Mr. Liu didn't ask much. In fact, he might not have listened carefully. Anyway, he just asked casually, I said casually, and he listened casually.
Where can there be so much sincerity in the adult world?
He listened to me absentmindedly, and then told me that there was a promotion mission in Heihe next month and I needed to go there.
Then I remembered that March 15th will soon be next month, the annual Consumer Rights Day, and it is also a day for merchants to do promotions.
Heihe happens to be the area I am responsible for, and it is also a place I have always longed to go.
Because I have long heard people say that there are Russian hairy girls everywhere in Heihe...
Of course, I didn’t go there for Russian girls, but mainly for cultural exchanges, to enhance cultural confidence, and to learn foreign languages...
So I agreed wholeheartedly, and then discussed the promotional activities with Mr. Liu.
After we finished our research, Mr. Liu looked at me and said something meaningful.
"When you go out this time, make sure everything is settled at home. If you need anything, tell me anytime."
On the surface, his words were about concern for employees, but I heard another meaning.
This is clearly telling me secretly: work hard during this business trip and don’t always let things at home affect your work.
I pretended not to understand, thanked Mr. Liu with a smile, and reassured him that I promised to complete the task successfully this time, and then went back to work.
Hey, the boss is always the boss, no matter how much I help him, but I also have to remember my identity at all times and can't keep delaying my work.
In the next few days, I went to work non-stop, designated promotion plans, made promotional leaflets, purchased gifts, and selected products and stocked them.
Fortunately, Uncle Ma is safe this time and seems to have no side effects. He is in great health and is eating well.
It's just that Ma Yunfeng's injury took several days to heal, and he also had a few stitches on his head. He really suffered a big loss.
He yelled at me to get 5,000 yuan, otherwise this matter would not go through. I had no money to give him, and of course I wouldn’t give it to him if I had money...
Seeing that the boss, who was mumbling every day, was unwilling, I treated him to a seafood buffet at a high-end restaurant above the Daoli Mai Kaile Headquarters. I remember it was called Xintiandi.
At that time, the buffet at this restaurant seemed to cost more than 200 yuan per person, and the three of us had more than 700 yuan, which was quite luxurious.
The food was really good, with everything from lobster and abalone available. Although it seems that restaurants like this are everywhere now, at that time it was considered high-end consumption and ordinary people could not afford it.
After so many years, I don’t know if this restaurant is still there now, but McKellar has closed down, and I don’t know if anyone will take over now.
After happily having a meal of seafood, we drove out for a drive. After running along the river for a long time, we came to the Guxiang area without even realizing it.
I suddenly thought that we should go see Saint Ying Yuan. I wonder what she is like now. Does she still live there?
The other two people didn't object, so I drove directly to the lair of Saint Yingyuan.
Unsurprisingly, the place has long been deserted. The place that was once bustling with people is now deserted, with not even a bird left.
That Saint Ying Yuan has also disappeared.
We sighed, went out and got in the car, planning to leave.
But just a few dozen meters away, I saw a woman wearing a torn down jacket with unkempt hair and looking through the trash can on the side of the road.
Ma Yunfeng pointed at the woman with sharp eyes and shouted softly: "Look, Saint Ying Yuan!"
I was surprised, and when I looked carefully, I saw that the woman's figure did look a bit like Saint Ying Yuan, but her head was almost stuck in the trash can, and her face couldn't be seen.
Just then, an old lady with white hair walked angrily from a distance with a hook between her legs and a bag on her back, pointing at the woman who was digging through the trash can and scolding her.
"You are so brave. Don't you know that all the trash cans here belong to me? You dare to come and snatch things from me. Are you tired of living?!"
This voice startled me, and I thought, what the hell is this? In today’s society, even the trash cans are being robbed?
I saw the woman who was digging through the trash can raised her head when she heard this. I took a closer look and realized, don't tell me, it was indeed Saint Ying Yuan!
But now, Saint Ying Yuan is completely different. She looks like a mentally ill person, with dull eyes and slow movements. Looking at the menacing old lady, she is somewhat at a loss.
At this time, the old lady rushed over and snatched a cardboard box and two mineral water bottles from Saintess Ying Yuan's hand.
"Bring it to you!"
Saint Ying Yuan was caught off guard and someone grabbed her. Despite her stupidity, she suddenly exploded and started fighting with the old lady.
"You are so bold! I am Saint Yingyuan of the Upper Realm, the daughter of Yuanshi Tianzun. If you dare to snatch my cardboard box and mineral water bottle, I think you don't want to live anymore. Believe it or not, I will ask my father to join me." The sky will strike you to death?!"
The old lady was not to be outdone: "Oh, you still struck me to death with a thunderbolt from the sky? Come on, come and strike me to death. If you don't strike me to death today, from now on, whenever I see you here, I’ll fight you every time you see me!”
Saint Ying Yuan screamed to the sky: "Father, father, she snatched my cardboard box, hurry up and strike her to death with lightning..."
Seeing this scene, the three of us were completely speechless.
Uncle Ma sighed: "I got too involved in the drama. I got too involved in the drama. After the drama was played for too long, I took the drama to be real. Alas, you brought the blame on yourself. It's the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant."
Ma Yunfeng whispered: "Uncle Ma, her soul is gone, why are there so many dramas?"
Uncle Ma shook his head: "This must be her retribution. Maybe because her soul is not intact, she completely takes this as reality."
Watching Saint Ying Yuan and the old lady grabbing the cardboard box, I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart. I sighed secretly, then started the car and went home.
In the mirror, Saint Ying Yuan was still arguing, and she saw that the old lady was getting angry, and she was beating her up with the stove hook.
"Hey, eat my hook!"
Saint Ying Yuan screamed in agony as she was being gouged, scurried away with her head in her arms, and slowly disappeared from our sight...
Uncle Ma kept looking at the rearview mirror until he couldn't see anything anymore, and he shook his head silently and sighed.
At this moment, Uncle Ma's cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and said a few words, then hung up the phone and told me happily.
"Go home quickly, the new house I found for your fiancée has arrived!"
