1.26        The Chamber of Commerce is doing aphrodisiac exercise

Brother Zhang gradually followed up and said that this was the rule.

Not long after, he saw an email from the Chamber of Commerce. The content of the email was an invitation to worship the ancestors.

In response to this, Brother Zhang thought to himself: "Obviously, this is under the banner of being under the current situation and using economic interests to operate. I have nothing to say about this, and I want to contribute to it. Like other bigwigs, I can get to know more valuable business friends from here and help me develop my business. There are so many things to do at one fell swoop."

Brother Zhang read the content carefully and thought to himself: "However, some places are engaged in special economy and doing different things. Some people do it on purpose; some people are doing it ignorantly and are unintentional. However, this may plant a different seed for future social instability. After all, the history of human development is a bizarre and tortuous history of struggle. The pain and contradictions of the past are not necessary to lift it up."

To put it simply: tomorrow is the Qingming Festival. Any well-known business person in Jiangnan Province should respond to the call of the melody nowadays and go to the tomb of the Yellow Emperor Yan Emperor to worship the common ancestors of the descendants of China. This matter is related to the revival of civilization and is an indisputable act of righteousness. For this reason, I will urge everyone to respond actively and ask all the big guys to gather at the center of our business club before 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. After that, we will go to worship together! Our club, I hope that all the big guys will not refuse to thank you after receiving this! Revival is me, and there are all big guys. This signature is: Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce.

After reading these, Brother Zhang looked at the bright moon outside the window and thought to himself: "This is another fundraising matter. Tomorrow is the day to go out! Oh! If this trip is helpful to me to digest the commercial housing, it would be great!" Thinking of it, I couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that he seemed to have sweat on his body, he stood up and went to the bathroom, quickly measured it, thinking to himself, "But, do you know if this thing is going out, will it have a practical effect? ​​If I don't go, I will always feel uneasy." Thinking of it, I turned off the faucet, and couldn't help but sigh, "Oh!" As he said, wringed out the handkerchief, wiped the water droplets on his body, and thought to himself, "What's the use of going there? It's better to put my mind on it, just treat it as an observation tour event for the sacrificial ceremony."

This matter is decided like this.

When I returned to the bedroom, Brother Zhang took out his cell phone, called out a series of numbers, and then called the mobile phone numbers one by one, thinking: "Work arrangement and dispatch are things I have to do. I must give a series of work instructions to the relevant personnel of the company. After all, I haven't been to the company for two days."

However, he suddenly felt that it was a little late at this time, and couldn't help but frown, and pressed the number down, but didn't call it out for a while. He thought to himself: "I have to think about the order. After all, some employees are not simple. For such employees, I can only use them." Thinking of it, he nodded from time to time, picked a few numbers, continued to dial, and slept to himself, "I am the boss, I am the boss."

People who don’t know the truth really think he is the company emperor. Which employee will oppose him? This is an impolite behavior? Obviously, this is very wrong. This is only true for those employees without a backend. This type of action is the best overtime action without paying a little overtime pay.

Seeing that the work was arranged, Brother Zhang put down his cell phone, looked at the laptop, and saw that I always didn't reply, so he went to chat with others. However, it was too late, and he was not a beauty, so no one was willing to pay too much attention to him.

At this moment, he remembered the famous saying in "The War Carriages" by the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu, and said with emotion: "Believe in knowing that having a boy is evil? You still have to marry a neighbor with a daughter, and having a boy is buried with herbs. Now I am like Emperor Wu's border?" As he said that, he couldn't help but shake his head and thought to himself, "Since I left Yanyu City, Jiangbei Province and came to Fenglin City, Jiangnan Province, I have never had any sacrificial and sweeping actions." As he thought, he said this.

However, he paused and looked out the window quietly, as if he felt that he was not capable enough. He couldn't help but sigh, touched his head, and thought to himself: "Originally, I wanted to continue to knock down. But I don't know what's going on, I can't even knock out the text below." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but blow his nose and widen his eyes, and ticked his fingers in a row, and simply deleted the text and said to himself, "I don't put it on the cyberspace, leaving no blind spots!"

Obviously, this is his arrogance and prejudice. Anyone who knows common sense about computers knows that as long as the network is enabled and moves a little, they will record it in the background. Otherwise, the network will not be accessible. If you study it more deeply, then the person will know the so-called data power. However, this will not correct him.

Brother Zhang Yi started strolling online, watching the news, thinking about the various logical relationship diagrams behind it, and turned on the player, saying to himself: "A person will not mature without vicissitudes. A music that keeps vicissitudes cannot reach the distance."

Suddenly, the sound of the Guzheng and Erhu came out and floated in the room. At this time, he did not think about whether this would disturb others, such as the nanny and the nanny's children. He only knew how to admire it quietly, sighing at the old and sad voice, and thought to himself: "It is not a waste of time to achieve this achievement in life."

The erhu sound was very sad. What's more, it was played from his advanced computer, and it was processed through advanced audio. The tone was naturally not distorted at all. This woke the nanny and started a sports meeting with her lover. She didn't care about the children who were sleeping around her. When she saw the child touching flowers, plants and lollipops with her feet from time to time, she thought it was a sleepwalking symptom and whispered how to prescribe a health prescription for him.

Brother Zhang naturally couldn't hear all this. This can be regarded as harmonious coexistence.

This song is a famous song of the blind A Bing, "Erquan Yingyue". Why doesn't this make people feel very distressed? How can this couple not work twice as much as possible? This mood is called turning grief into strength. If you want Brother Zhang to know, how can you bear the love? The erhu's sad tone seems to be endless, which makes people release the energy of love to the fullest.

Fortunately, there are no other domineering residents nearby, otherwise he would have to take care of him.

After waiting for a while, Brother Zhang quietly stood up, left the room, went to the bathroom, sighed from time to time, thinking to himself: "Is my Yanyu City, Jiangbei Province still the hazy misty rain?" Thinking of it, he slowly walked out, came to the stars, the moonlight, the street lights, the headlights, and the center of the yard, and looked at the sky long.

After a long time, he walked slowly and thought to himself: "If this was in Yanyu City, Jiangbei Province, there must be a scene of pear blossoms blooming under the moonlight. I haven't been back in my hometown for a long time. Maybe I have homesickness tonight. At this time, the moonlight in my hometown must be shining on the white and cold pear blossoms. It must make people feel even more cold."

The thought of Brother Zhang Yi had already fallen to his hometown Yanyu City with the sound of the piano and the erhu. One or two or n pieces, full of his melancholy longing and two of his helplessness. He floated back to his Yanyu City and couldn't help but think: "Three-point flowing water. How could I remember Su Dongpo's good sentences? I like his articles very much. However, after so many years, I don't review it every day, so I can't remember it. Think and organize it all the time, so that I will not forget the good things of others and will not go astray."

Afterwards, he sorted out these words and sent them to me, saying that he already felt like he had become an immortal. In response, I modified these words slightly and put them into the novel, but when I saw him, I sent them again: "At this time, I felt that my thoughts suddenly disappeared."

I sent it: "Yes." He sent it: "Yes." I waited for a moment and sent it: "No wonder." But he sent it: "Why is this?" Seeing his questioning, I couldn't get it for a while, so I measured it and thought to myself: "There has never been an eternal thing or a person in this world. This exists only when people remember it all the time. Therefore, it is reasonable for his thoughts to disappear into this sad night."

Afterwards, seeing my general words above, Brother Zhang couldn't help but smile bitterly for a while, walked slowly, and sent me: "Thank you." I quietly looked at the vastness outside the window and thought to myself: "People have different moods and different understandings of the night. He can think whatever he likes."

Brother Zhang walked slowly, quietly saw this night view, and remembered the email he had just read, and couldn't help but sigh and thought to himself: "City life is really not easy. In addition to breathing air, it is free for most people."

When I saw that, I sent it: "The air is specially made, and the water is also specially made." When I sent it, I couldn't help but think, "Western Feng always said in the media that the working people in the middle and lower classes are redundant. Without the banknotes of all living beings, is it still called banknotes?"

In response to this, he also sent with emotion: "Everything costs money." I sent: "A old man in the countryside usually costs 70,000 or 80,000 yuan." He sent a wry smile icon with the caption: "This person really can't afford to die." I sent: "We who collect loans must be hard-working." He didn't understand for a moment, looked at him with a frown, and sent him: "Why?"

Seeing that I didn't reply for a long time, Brother Zhang sent him: "I don't want to just do this, which will affect tomorrow's business activities. Goodbye!" After sending, he walked slowly and thought to himself, "I will live with self-esteem and gracefulness tomorrow." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but nod and tried hard to adjust his emotions.

Not long after, he came to the bedroom and turned off the speaker. At this time, it became much quieter. The couple had already fallen asleep with fatigue and snoring from time to time.

There was no way, Brother Zhang took a deep breath and adjusted his biological clock to his heart's content. However, how could this be controlled? He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone, operated it on it, and thought to himself: "Get up regularly on the alarm clock! This is my living habit! If this changes, I may be unsaved. People have to follow the rules when they are alive."
Chapter completed!