Shenhao: Starting from the Military Training and Grabbing the Goddess Watermelon

　　He was splashed with water by his own employees.

(caef) It still makes the store manager disgraced!

　　"You should ask Liu Yue to guide you!"

　　"I am quiet and not so depraved!"

　　After Wen Jing put down this sentence.

　　He turned and left the office.

　　"boom!"

　　Wen Jing slammed the door of the office directly.

　　Everyone sitting outside looked at Wen Jing.

　　It's just that Wen Jing didn't say a word, and went back to his place to pack up his things.

　　Everyone was dumbfounded.

　　I just heard that Wen Jing is about to sign a large order worth tens of millions.

　　Why did you start slamming on the door after going to the office?

　　Liu Yue saw Wen Jing like this.

　　Stepping on high heels, he entered the manager's office.

　　It's just that when I came in, I saw the embarrassed appearance of the store manager.

　　Also a little surprised.

　　This……

　　Liu Yue quickly took out two pieces of paper and helped the store manager wipe his clothes.

　　"How did this happen?"

　　"Why did you get a whole body of water?"

　　Liu Yue seemed to be concerned.

　　"Forget it!"

　　The store manager was even more angry when he heard this.

　　He shouted at the door.

　　"Wen Jing! From now on, you are no longer an employee of Anjia!"

　　"Hurry up and pack up your things for Lao Tzu to get out of here!"

　　The manager's voice is very loud.

　　People in the entire office area can hear it.

　　It was after Liu Yue heard the store manager's words.

　　He had already guessed what the whole thing was about.

　　This quiet, still too young.

　　In the end, it's been too little.

　　If it were her Liu Yue, she would keep this list in her hands no matter what.

　　"The manager, Wen Jing has now been fired, the order just now..."

　　Liu Yue asked tentatively.

　　"Come to my house tonight, I'm going through the back door!"

　　The store manager glanced at Liu Yue.

　　Then speak out.

　　I have to say that Liu Yue is already old.

　　But still a bit of a taste.

　　Hear this from the shopkeeper.

　　Liu Yue was not angry but happy.

　　If you can get those lists through the back door, it's a good deal.

　　"By the way, I may go to the magic capital for a business trip in a while."

　　"You will come with me then."

　　"Something needs your help."

　　After the store manager finished speaking, he looked Liu Yue up and down.

　　"Okay okay."

　　"Then I'll say hello to my husband in advance and ask him not to disturb me when the time comes."

　　Liu Yue also responded quickly.

　　That's right.

　　Commission into a list of tens of thousands.

　　How is it possible to do it all at once?

　　Although the other party is a bit greedy.

　　But as long as you can get the list.

　　Liu Yue is not as stupid as Wen Jing.

　　Don't pay for door-to-door delivery.

　　"But you have to be careful with the quiet guy."

　　"She won't give up so easily."

　　The shopkeeper made another point.

　　"Don't worry."

　　"Now Wen Jing is just a homeless person."

　　"What is she arguing with me for?"

　　There was a smile on Liu Yue's face. .

Chapter 120

　　Jiang Han was unaware of what happened to the An family.

　　Even if you know, you won't feel anything.

　　This is the normal workplace.

　　Although a little dark.

　　But it is a place where you die or I die.

　　Especially in the face of such a situation where you can make a big profit - tens of thousands after completing a single order.

　　It's a ghost if no one comes to grab it.

　　But it's okay to go back now.

　　It's only been two hours since I left.

　　It is estimated that Song Qian and Jiang Qingyi just fell asleep.

　　Jiang Han simply sat for a while at the milk tea shop next to the hotel.

　　By the way, I made a reservation for a place to eat for the evening.

　　After all, he was taking his sister and girlfriend out for dinner.

　　Jiang Han naturally wouldn't book too shabby places.

　　The per capita consumption is more than [-].

　　It is a place with relatively high consumption in Shengqing.

　　After all, you can't ask every table to be like the private kitchen of the palace.

　　Start at tens of thousands.

　　With the consumption of Shengqing, it may be able to support a restaurant of the level of the private kitchen of the Wangfu.

　　But it's not as popular as Modu.

　　I looked at the time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

　　Counting the time, it's almost three hours.

　　Thinking about it, Song Qian and the two were almost awake.

　　But just when Jiang Han was about to get up and go back to the hotel room.

　　The phone rang.

　　He took out his phone and took a look.

　　It turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

　　But this number is Shengqing.

　　And the mobile phone automatically recognizes the other party as a real estate agent.

　　Jiang Han thought it was Wen Jing calling.

　　However, there should be a note on the call from Wen Jing.

　　After thinking about it, Jiang Han still connected.