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Chapter 1095 What the hell, let him leave work?

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In Jiangxia City, Nanluo Province, as the alarm clock rings continued to flood, Zhang Yaxu reluctantly opened his eyes and walked out of the bedroom to wash, cleaned up and ran downstairs.

As he grabbed the soy milk and fried dough sticks and rushed to the subway entrance, Zhang Yaxu sighed again as he walked. It was October 26, and he would be his birthday in a few days, his 28th birthday.

But when will I be born in a rural area and have a poor and white little penis be able to make it through?

Zhang Yaxu graduated from a second-tier university and studied design. He entered the industry at the age of 22 and changed to several small companies. He is currently a designer in Anju Design, a mid-range company in the provincial capital. He said he was a designer. He had to wait for three or four years before he could find a teacher and could take on business alone.

The designer does not rely on his deadly salary to make a living and designs works that are satisfactory to the customer and owners. They also use this plan, so he can get the design fee.

But relying on his strength, he felt that he was really not capable of making a living in this industry. He was a real big shot and he would always offer tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of plans. What about him? A plan is more than hundreds or thousands, and he can't take several orders in a month.

More often, I chat and negotiate with customers. I finally stayed up for a few nights to get a plan, but I had to modify it after taking it out. After changing it, I worked hard for ten days and a half months to get hundreds or thousands of design fees.

If he didn't occasionally follow the company's big designers to run errands and have some income, he wouldn't know if his salary could support himself.

"How great would it be if I were like the protagonist in the novel?!"

In addition to being a young designer in home design, Zhang Yaxu is also a writer. He started reading novels in his freshman year, and now he is ten years old. He has not been able to improve his grades in his business, so he wrote a novel that was reborn and entered the design industry.

The grades are not bad. The subscription is 1,000 yuan in 24 hours, and the average subscription is more than 2,000 yuan. Even if the average monthly update is interrupted for four or five days, the royalties are still 4,000 or 5,000 yuan.

If you work harder, tens of thousands of possible things are possible.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect to be full-time. A book is good. Who knows whether it is good at it? He is more important to the head job that has been working hard for six years.

"It's said that it hasn't been updated for two days. I don't know why I was scolded by readers again. I have no choice but to stay up for a few nights to get through the plan, and I don't have time."

After complaining, the writers on their mobile phone dared not log in. Zhang Yaxu got the breakfast before arriving at the company in the congested subway.

When he checked in and checked in, he looked at the pretty empty office while sitting at the desk. Zhang Yaxu shook his head and started a new day of work. He was busy two days ago. First, the small customer he took on was called back. The others said it was very clear. If he was not satisfied, he would change the person and change the company.

In addition, Zhang Yaxu also took time to participate in a big case with Manager Yang of the company's Daniu Design Department.

"Fight and get this design plan as soon as possible."

As soon as the software was opened and re-started, a laughter rang out from Zhang Yaxu, "Oh, isn't this our great writer? You're here so early."

The laughter was very beautiful and with a hint of natural charm. Zhang Yaxu paused, and his face turned red when he turned around and looked, "No, I said Yu Jing, don't tease me, how can I count? I just flopped."

Standing outside the desk, there was a beautiful woman with high heels in stockings and high heels. She was far from being so beautiful. She still had eight-point standards and a good figure made Zhang Yaxu fantasize countless times. She was Yu Jing, deputy manager of the business department in home design.

Speaking of Yu Jing, he is really the goddess of the company.

Now I’m just 25 years old. I just came here two years ago and became a deputy manager in two years. Their business is first-class every month.

Zhang Yaxu had chased after her when she first joined the company, but unfortunately she didn't catch up... Until now, he also understood many things, such as Yu Jing was able to get so much business every month, and she relied on some ambiguous methods, but she was very 6 methods and never let anyone succeed.

There are also some people who are not sure about being promoted so quickly, but the boss has not succeeded. It is not that Zhang Yaxu guessed it himself, but that the whole company is staring at Yu Jing too much. It is true that it can't hide it for a long time.

A few days ago, the big boss Mr. Xu, after drinking too much, he complained that Yu Jing was too smart. He seduced him all day long and couldn't get on. The other party was a business strongman. Mr. Xu understood that he couldn't eat it. With Yu Jing's ability, if he wanted to use it, he would only make others change jobs, which was a loss of the company's wealth.

The big boss Mr. Xu complained so much. Of course, Zhang Yaxu was willing to believe that the other party was still clean, and at most he would use small means to develop.

Until now, he still occasionally fantasizes, that is, he is rationally aware that he is at most dreaming.

The goddess dared not be arrogant in front of her and stood up nervously. Yu Jingze chuckled, let out a charming look and left. This glance made Zhang Yaxu calm down after many minutes. She smiled again with self-deprecating and started work.

Before we knew it, more and more people were in the design department’s office, and time was passing, and Zhang Yaxu was shocked by the sound of Mr. Xu’s greetings.

When he looked up, he saw Mr. Xu, who was in his forties, walking over the past, just a few steps away.

"Xiao Zhang, I have something to ask you for trouble."

Just as he was about to say hello, Mr. Xu smiled at him and Zhang Yaxu hurriedly stood up, "What's the matter?"

My colleagues around me didn't expect that Xu always came to find him, and his smile was so enthusiastic. They were all a little surprised and concerned.

"Xiao Zhang, have you written a novel by a great urban designer?" Mr. Xu's smile became even brighter. He walked to Zhang Yaxu and patted him on his shoulder.

Zhang Yaxu was stunned and waved his hands repeatedly, "Mr. Xu, I haven't used working hours..."

How could Mr. Xu know that he wrote a floppy novel? He wrote that novel at home in his spare time. The whole company only said to Jing, "Other people?" Even if he had the best relationship, he didn't say it."

Why? Everyone belongs to the same company and an industry. What is his own design level? He is at the bottom, but he is reborn by himself and plagiarizes the plans of other famous artists to show off. He has never paid any more. How big a face he has to dare to tell a group of expert colleagues? If he says it, he will probably be laughed to death?

Yu Jing learned that it was all accidental. Once she drank too much and chatted with the goddess, she said it unexpectedly. She must have shown off at that time, but she regretted it afterwards. She begged the other party not to disclose it, otherwise he would be laughed at.

No matter how Mr. Zhang knew... he said it in public? A group of colleagues seemed shocked. Zhang Yaxu was so nervous and scared that he had to hurriedly explain that he could not misunderstand Mr. Xu.

A group of colleagues stared in surprise and shock, Mr. Xu was very happy, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, your book is very good, I also read it unexpectedly, and found it is very good, and I was following it. You, Gao Chao was too unauthorized. In this way, let's put the case on hand, update it quickly, at least finish writing Da Gao Chao, and promote the reputation of our company? I'll calculate overtime for you and get a high salary."

After saying this, Zhang Yaxu's mind exploded. What the hell? He wrote a novel and the boss was following it. He asked him to put down his serious work and go for extra updates? Is it still worth working overtime?

"You don't know yet. A great rich reader, who will give you a reward of tens of millions of yuan, is equivalent to 100,000 yuan. You guys have sent it and you have to treat you!"

Zhang Yaxu's legs instantly became weak and he almost fell down. Is it true? My buddy has a tens of millions of alliances?
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