Du Sanben, who was standing aside with an uneasy look on his face, was worried that Chu Heng would reprimand him for his behavior. Unexpectedly, he was praised. He suddenly became proud and a smile spread from his mouth: "Hey , I also hit it by mistake, who would have known that this guy Lao Ao is still a bitch!"
"Yeah, who would have thought that he was such a bitch!"
Chu Heng lowered his head thoughtfully and stared at the thick pile of bound manuscripts on Jiang Fanghao's desk, which still exuded the fragrance of pen and ink. Several rays of light quietly flashed through his eyes that seemed to contain bright stars.
In his last life, he had heard people say that some people would have a hidden M-tended personality. The more pressure you put on such people, the more motivated and excited they would be.
It can be said that it is deeply loved by entrepreneurs hanging on street lamps.
Obviously, Ao Tongshu Bazheng is such a rare top social animal!
"In that case..." Chu Heng pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and grinned with an extremely ferocious smile: "Then put more pressure on him!"
He turned to look at Du San and ordered: "From now on, let your people follow Lao Ao. If he writes less or if he writes poorly, he will be beaten by me! But don't really beat him. Hold the medicine high. Falling down gently is mainly for scaring. But if you can't scare it, it's not impossible to give a little lesson, but you have to control the degree."
"I understand how to do it!" Du San, who had this intention, nodded vigorously. Even at this moment, several ways to tease people came up in his mind!
"besides."
Chu Heng turned his attention to Jiang Fanghao again, thought for a moment and said, "You should also put some more burdens on him. Go back and set a goal for him every month, so that he must complete 150,000 words of content within the specified time. If he can't finish it, his benefits, wages, radios, watches, jobs arranged for his family, and even the house can all be taken back from him first!"
Jiang Fanghao gasped when he heard this, feeling that this guy was really a bit too cruel.
Isn't this so special the same as having a knife hanging over Ao Tongshu's head?
If he's not careful, the knife will fall and take away everything from him!
After thinking about it for a moment, he had a shuddering feeling. He felt that if it were him, he would probably go crazy!
So, after Jiang Fanghao hesitated for a moment, he secretly glanced at Chu Heng's face and suggested with concern: "Team leader, are you putting too much pressure on him? Let's not put pressure on him again. , I heard that many people now go crazy, stupid, and even commit suicide because of too much pressure! But I'd better give him a small amount of time."
"This is impossible!" Chu Heng had a rather confident expression on his face, and then he analyzed it clearly and logically: "Those people you mentioned are all because they have no hope for life. Lao Ao is different from them. He has a job, a house , you have your identity, your family, and your future will be great. You are full of energy. Even if you give him two acres of wasteland, he can dig it out for you in one day! It’s a big beast, so you can use it with confidence! "
"Master Chu is right!" Du San nodded in agreement.
However, Jiang Fanghao was still worried: "But..."
"Stop it, let's just leave it like this. If we can't talk anymore, let's leave like this." Chu Heng didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he wiped himself away and went to sort out the manuscripts on the table and prepare to leave.
"Oh, please leave it alone, I'll come, I'll come!" Du San hurried forward to grab it.
Seeing this, Jiang Fanghao, who understood Chu Heng's character, had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to persuade him. After a moment of silence for Ao Tongshu with sympathy, he also stood up to help organize the manuscript.
A few moments.
Several people organized the manuscripts and stuffed them into their bags. Chu Heng didn't even stay and left like a gust of wind.
Jiang Fanghao followed Du San and sent him away, then turned back to the warehouse.
After entering and standing at the door, he glanced at the hundreds of pen holders in the warehouse who were busy writing. The faint smell of ink and the thin sound of writing instantly reached his ears and nose.
"Tap tap tap!"
Jiang Fanghao walked lightly towards Ao Tongshu, who was guarded by two sturdy men in the corner, and conveyed to him what Chu Heng had just said.
"One hundred and fifty thousand?"
After hearing this, Ao Tongshu's brows instantly knitted together, and he felt the pressure doubled for a moment. However, he did not complain, nor did he ask Jiang Fanghao for permission. He just calmed down his emotions and continued to immerse himself in creation.
What's interesting is that under this surge of pressure, he not only did not panic, but his writing was full of flowers, and his writings were so fast that he could write very fast.
After Jiang Fanghao watched for a while, his eyes became strange when he saw his far faster creation speed and consistent quality.
This old Ao is really a bitch!
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After Chu Heng left the Ministry of Foreign Affairs dormitory, thinking that there was nothing important at the workplace, he drove to Banchang Hutong, intending to be lazy for a long time and go home to read the books written by Ao Tong.
Volga flew against the slightly warm spring breeze, the wheels rolling over the scattered and mottled tree shadows, and soon returned to the ancient and quiet Banchang Hutong.
After parking the car close to the wall, Chu Heng carried his bag and came to the two vermilion doors, reached out and patted the door knocker.
Because the yard is too big and he is afraid that no one will know who is coming in, the gate to his yard is basically locked during the day.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Who?"
Soon, Yang Guizhi's voice sounded from behind the door.
"I am Sister Guizhi."
"Here we come." Yang Guizhi quickly quickened her pace, opened the courtyard door for him, and asked with some confusion: "Why are you back at this time?"
"There's nothing going on at work today, so I'll just come back and have a rest." Chu Heng casually handed over the Songhua tripe he bought on the road to the elder sister, then carried the bag and went into the hospital on his own.
After walking around the Wanfu Screen Wall and passing the green fruit trees in the front yard, he just arrived at the Moon Gate and saw the little Huniu teasing the myna on the stone bench in the backyard pavilion.
The little guy tilted his little buttocks, lying on the stone table with his upper body, holding his chin in his hands, blinking his big dark eyes, and shouted in a sweet voice to the stupid bird standing in the cage, staring at her with big eyes and small eyes: "Barking like a dog!"
"Woof!"
Myna is also very smart. He barked immediately and looked very much like Xiao Hei.
"Roar!"
When Xiao Bai, who was lying under the stone bench, heard the cry, he stood up suddenly, bared his teeth and rushed towards Xiao Hei, who raised his head blankly, biting him until he screamed.
"Giggle!" Little Huniu smiled happily, and then continued to order: "Learn to thrush!"
"Chi chi chi chi!"
Myna is still learning decently.
"Learn from godmother!"
"Oh, good man, stop now, I'm going to die!"
"Fuck! I'll stew you stupid bird sooner or later!"
Chu Heng's face instantly turned black and he quickly stepped forward.
This time, he was really murderous!
(End of chapter)
