Chapter 379: The style of painting is abnormally consistent (for the leader "Time 5"
Qin Ze woke up at seven in the morning, half an hour later than his usual biological clock at 6:30. It is estimated that he lost too much last night and was weak.
Lying in his arms, Wang Zijian, with her face buried on her chest, her messy hair draped over her cheeks, and a thigh straddling his waist, sleeping in a delicate and charming posture.
When the air conditioner was turned off when she was sleeping, she might feel cold in the middle of the night, and she subconsciously moved closer to the heater next to her.
The body of Wang Zizhen is very soft, and it feels different from his sister. The figure of her sister is very elastic and tough, especially the waist is small, so I can enjoy it.
Ziying's figure is really soft, soft and cute. Thinking about this, Qin Ze touched her little **** with one hand, feeling soft and flexible.
At this time, the prince grumbled and opened his eyes.
Her biological clock is exactly seven o'clock in the morning.
The prince rubbed his eyes, his dim little expression, very cute, thinking...the sun outside today is pretty good.
"Why haven't you left yet, in case the baby gets up." Wang Ziyan sat up and pushed him with a little hand.
"Sister Zijin, don't set up flags randomly. I have experience with this. I set up one by one." Qin Ze also sat up.
The prince gave him a complicated look, "Aze, you are such a gentleman."
Qin Ze said happily: "Sister Ziying, I have absolute respect for you."
However, it feels like Sister Ziyan’s eyes are weird, is it an illusion?
"Gentleman, hurry back to your room." Wang Ziyan curled his lips.
"Let me hug me for another five minutes, just five minutes." Qin Ze clings to it sullenly.
This kind of opportunity is very rare, and Wang Zijin now allows him to hold his waist at most, give him a small kiss, and no matter how many, he will not give it.
"Go go," Wang Ziyan lifted the quilt and drove Qin Ze out of bed. Then he saw the crotch that a man would prop up in the morning, his cheeks blushed, and he cursed, "Smelly hooligan."
Qin Zexin said, Fortunately, I am a hooligan. If you can't be a hooligan in the morning, you will cry. In addition, radio gymnastics is still very powerful, restoring the bar.
"Then I'm leaving." Qin Ze got out of the bed and put on cotton mops.
The prince was lying on the bed, yawning, playing with his mobile phone, tilting up his feet in long cotton socks, and his little **** was very curvaceous.
Leaving sister Ziying’s room, she just closed the door and turned her head to see the door to the big bathroom open. The sister walked out with her messy hair and squinted her eyes.
"Why did you come out of Ziying's room?" Baby Qin glanced at him.
"I, I got up late today, and I will call her when I wake up, and we will practice morning together later." Qin Ze was scared to pee at the time.
The small tent "chow" and retracted.
"Oh, I will continue to sleep, and call me to get up for breakfast at 8 o'clock." My sister half-squinted her eyes and turned back to her room.
"You, don't your room have a toilet?"
"...Yes, I forgot all about it. I thought it was at mom and dad's house, and forgot that we went back to our own house." Baby Qin scratched his head and slammed the door.
Sister, this is sleepy!
In other words, it was obvious that he was making love with his girlfriend. Why did he engage in affair? Even if he counseled, Wang Zijin also counseled to death. The style of painting was completely wrong.
I always feel that Sister Zijin is Xiaojiao's wife, and her sister is the husband, and I...the Lao Wang next door.
诶, thinking about it this way, the style of painting is unexpectedly consistent.
Qin Ze: "..."
The Spring Festival holiday passed quickly, and tens of millions of people flocked back to Shanghai. After the Spring Festival transport, there was also a railway boom.
Online complaints are endless, netizens yell that they don’t want to go back to work, lamenting that the holiday is short.
Baoze company group, more than two hundred people, the total number of people starting from the company is less than ten, not even a little bit, crazy expansion, the number has skyrocketed to more than two hundred. Su Yu's ability to manage the company is absolutely top-notch.
However, she frankly said that she is almost reaching the bottleneck, and she will be struggling if the scale continues to expand, so she wants to study with Qin Ze and recommend a general manager from among the senior managers.
Well, I practiced 108 postures, and the two of them talked about it during the intermission.
"I am going to work tomorrow, my heart is so tired, I want to stay at home and get moldy."
"Every time the holiday ends, I love home very much."
"I have packed my bag and set off silently, brothers, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Investment department, manager Li Linfeng: "The new year starts, everyone will continue to work hard and take care of me."
While speaking, he sent a red envelope.
"thank you boss."
"Thank you guys."
"Long live the boss."
A lot of people grabbed red envelopes, sent thank you pictures, and dives were bombed out.
Soon, the second manager also jumped out, copied and pasted Li Linfeng's words, and issued a red envelope.
After six managers gave out red envelopes, more than a dozen team leaders relayed and distributed red envelopes.
A rain of red envelopes in the group, Qin Ze said nothing, and silently grabbed the red envelopes. There were dozens of dollars in good luck and a few dollars in bad luck.
Open Sen!
I can’t help but think of what I said on the Internet: In the past, one piece or two pieces were not looked upright. Now anyone who sends a red envelope of more than 50 cents will cry with joy: Thank you, boss!
The era is regressing!
Snatched for a long time, suddenly someone @他,李林峰: @秦泽, boss, it's time for you to send a red envelope.
"Mr Qin, ask for a red envelope."
"Mr Qin, red envelope."
"Mr Qin, we want red envelopes."
...
There are dozens of @ in an instant.
Qin Ze didn't intend to pay attention. The employees were making trouble in the group. As the boss, it was not convenient for him to chat with each other.
But Li Linfeng obviously does not intend to let him go, "Mr. Qin, I just watched it. You grabbed every red envelope."
In this case, Qin Ze sent out a red envelope without hesitation.
"Oh fuck!"
"Two cents?"
"I am fifty cents."
"I, I...one point."
The poor employees burst into tears, and the managers are all paying hundreds of red envelopes, but you are good, the total is only five yuan?
big boss? !
Qin Ze: [Sent a red envelope]
In three seconds, all 20 red envelopes were emptied.
"..."
"A dime."
"A dime."
"It's all a dime."
Li Linfeng: [Wiping sweat]
Jingguo Jiang: [Wiping Khan]
Wang Guoqing: [Wiping Khan]
All employees: [wipe sweat]
Qin Ze: [Sent a red envelope]
In three seconds, all robbed it.
"Mr. Qin, if you don't bring this, it's still a dime?"
"A dime."
"A dime."
"Hahaha, you flock of weak chickens, I have two cents."
"Hahaha, a weak chicken of two cents, I am two cents."
Facts have proved that the times are indeed regressing, and people's hearts are easily satisfied.
Qin Ze: "Don’t play anymore, let me know. The red envelope will be opened next year, 3000 per person. Those who are late to ask for leave will be cancelled."
The employees are very excited, all kinds of pictures, all kinds of applause.
Three thousand red envelopes, which are worth half a month’s salary for many people, and the benefits are adequate.
The scale of Baoze is not large. Compared with some financial industry giants, it is very immature, but it is definitely not fragile, and contains vigor and vitality. First of all, Qin Ze is a golden sign, Dinghai Shenzhen. Secondly, the company currently has no messy factional fights, not to mention the hypocritical words of getting along as a family, at least living in harmony and working together.
In the future, I will talk about it later.
Qin Ze holds the big plug-in of the low force system, which means that he can hold the power alone and does not need to absorb investment from all parties or introduce talents with shares.
Maybe I can build a business empire.
Although his system is not reliable, it is a system anyway.
Low is in your hand, I have the world.
Hahaha!
"Ding, the task is released, please build a business empire within two years, the host will be rewarded with 100,000 points for success, and the corresponding points will be deducted for failure." The system sneered.
"What?" Qin Ze was dumbfounded.
The four words business empire are just like the dragging words like "My life is up to me", and they are used up.
The young people opened their mouths and shut up: build their own business empire.
Just a few seconds ago, Qin Ze was also a member of the young middle school.
What is a business empire, literally: a business empire.
In layman's terms, it's a trench! Just big!
Business empire, in the past, had a more popular meaning. Fortune 500 companies in the world can be called: business empire.
Two years?
What a joke, the low force system will only provide him with some "creatives", not out of nothing. He wants him to build a business empire brick by brick... and keep the salted fish alive.
This is an impossible task. This is the ten thousand points that must be deducted.
10,000 points...
The ending is that the system leaves him. He has changed from Long Aotian's protagonist template to Xianyu's passerby template.
"Please beg a bean sack," Qin Ze was shocked: "Master System, listen to me carefully!"
"Do you sister." The system scolded.
"I didn't want it in my heart just now, it was pure yy, can you tell the difference between the two?" Qin Ze said anxiously: "The former is to set up goals to achieve, the latter is knowingly impossible to achieve, or will not be achieved in the short term. Realize, so fantasize in my mind."
"Well, then cancel the task." The system said in a serious tone.
"Huh? So refreshing?" Qin Ze was surprised.
Can the system still operate like this? Can the assigned task be cancelled at will?
This low force can defy the program?
"Besides, I'm forced to turn your face with you. I'm just comparing, comparing... to keep yourself safe. It's not like those **** systems, which do things all day long." The system found a reason for itself, and then quickly opened the topic: "Just now The mission of the company did not come from the program, but I just said it casually."
"Just say it casually?" Qin Ze remembered, and the tone of the system just now seemed to be sneer.
When it issued its mission before, the electronically synthesized sound of the sound ray standard had no ups and downs.
Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief.
"But, salted fish, have you forgotten something." The system's conversation changed.
"What's up."
"The task, the task of becoming a capital crocodile in the entertainment industry within two years. Four months have passed. The slow development of your Tianfang film and television has made the system anxious. If this continues, you will reach the title at most in two years: Little A reputation. Not a title: Salted Fish."
"Then what should I do." Qin Ze frowned deeply.
"system:"......"
Mmp, who is the system and who is the host. You still want me to do your task? I'm fed up to send tasks by myself, and finish it by myself?
"Maybe I should have gotten into your sister's mind that day instead of choosing you. Probably because there is a sorrowful man living in my heart." The system gritted his teeth.
"Hey, it's quite interesting to think about it. Then Baby Qin produces and sells herself, writes her own songs, sings herself, starts her own company, and because of her beauty, she must be hated everywhere. Going abroad, you're all over the world, and it feels sour when you think about it." Qin Ze opened his mind.
"I think she will be the first to **** you."
"Why?"
"Take you to Europe to see a doctor."
"..."