Chapter 2, the hand is slow, the red envelopes have been sent out!
early morning.
The alarm ring set by the mobile phone quarreled Li Zhifan out of his dream.
Just as I was about to stretch my waist comfortably, I suddenly remembered the strange dream of last night and the celebrity chat group. I hurriedly found out my phone and opened the reading letter, but found that the group was missing.
From top to bottom, all the contacts searched through the group chat records, and found the circle, but there was no trace.
It's over!
I just dreamed of wealth, and I woke up so quickly?
"Reminder: You have a red envelope that you haven't received! From the celebrity chat group!"
Just as Li Zhifan was feeling depressed, a message box suddenly popped up above his phone.
Seeing the five words "star chat group", Li Zhifan suddenly felt his blood rising. He clicked in without thinking. In the next second, the screen quickly swiped up and directly slides to the "red envelope" prompt.
Click to receive!
"I'm slow to handle, the red envelope has been sent!"
Depend on!
Li Zhifan couldn't help but complain, and he still reminded him after he was robbed?
Click "View Details for Receiving", this red envelope was "Piano Master". A total of 20 yuan was divided into three bags. Andy Lau robbed 50 yuan, Jay Chou robbed 80 yuan, and the God of Song robbed 70 yuan.
Seeing so much money, Li Zhifan expressed his regret. He searched the red envelopes of "Andy Lau" before, which were 20 yuan. Although he had grabbed "Andy Lau's memory", he did not have his own name in the record.
Could it be that because money is not accessible, what he grabbed is not the money, but the memory of Andy Lau?
I closed the red envelope and flipped down, and read a few chat records.
"Master Piano Lang's red envelope was snatched away, and Jay Chou is the king of luck."
Andy Lau: "Yoyou, Xiao Zhou, how do you dive? Come out and chat!"
God of Song: "Little Gong Ju, you can also have a red envelope!"
Andy Lau: "Why doesn't Xiao Zhou speak?"
Master Piano Lang: "Jay Jay Chou, are you so unauthentic? You will run away if you grab the red envelope?"
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Looking at these chat records, Li Zhifan was reluctant to recognize the traditional Chinese characters, and the two singers and Andy Lau also mixed a few words of Cantonese from time to time. Not to mention Li Zhifan, even Master Piano Lang couldn't understand them, so he asked them what they mean.
It doesn’t matter whether the language is clear or not. I can’t chat with them anyway. As long as there is a red envelope, it’s all true love!
Li Zhifan was thinking about grabbing red envelopes. He was eagerly looking forward to what other treasures he could get? It shouldn’t be possible that he only had memory, right?
"Grandpa, your phone rings! Grandpa, answer the phone quickly."
The noisy cell phone ringtone interrupted Li Zhifan's thoughts.
yi Look at the caller ID: Deputy Director Liu Zexin!
"It's broken! I'm going to be late!"
Li Zhifan woke up immediately. What kind of red envelopes and celebrity groups are the most important thing now!
So I immediately answered the phone and said with a smile, "Director Liu, I'll be here soon. An old lady fell down on the road just now, and I helped her."
"Okay, stop making it up!"
On the other end, Liu Zexin said angrily, "You still help the old lady? Are you not afraid of being blackmailed? Haven't you gotten up yet? Come to the unit quickly!"
After saying that, the phone rang out with a "bang".
Li Zhifan had no time to delay, so he got up and put on his clothes, went into the bathroom, wiped his face, rinsed his mouth, chewed two pieces of chewing gum, and hurried out.
Fortunately, the dormitory building and logistics office building were only more than ten meters away. Although Li Zhifan ran fast, he was still late.
And as soon as he entered the office, he ran into Liu Zexin head-on.
This woman is in her early thirties and dresses very fashionable. Her head is draped over her shoulders and she walks in a twist, just like a catwalk model.
Liu Zexin didn't say what he was late, and directly ordered: "Li Zhifan, please bring some letter papers to 3o2 upstairs."
"Okay!" Li Zhifan quickly agreed, he was late, so why don't he act like a good person?
I picked up a stack of letter paper and was about to leave, but I blocked the old cow in the office again.
"Zhifan, by the way, I will help me deliver these bottles of ink to Deputy Captain Zhao of the Instrumental Music Team."
Lao Niu laughed and put four boxes of ink on the table in front of Li Zhifan, "Don't forget to let him sign."
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Li Zhifan was reluctant. This guy relied on his old experience and was a brother-in-law with the director, so he would direct him to do this kind of thing every time.
It would be fine if you help me, but this time I was a little embarrassed, so I said, "The Instrumental Music Team is still in the front building, why not?"
"Zhifan!"
Lao Niu's face changed slightly, and he educated in the tone of an old man, "If you want to go, go. You are young now, it's time to exercise, do you understand?"
Seeing that the others in the office pretended not to see it, Li Zhifan was a little angry, but took a deep breath and said patiently, "Then I'll send you the letter paper first and then you ink."
The old Niu frowned and scolded, "Hey, you kid, you have to take it over, but you have to split it in two trips?"
"This is not a hike!"
"What's wrong with running more? You can't command you anymore?"
"no"
"Not what? Do you give it to me? Do you have to ask the director to come over to direct you?"
When Li Zhifan heard what Lao Niu said, he finally couldn't hold back his anger. The rabbit was anxious and even biting people, let alone him, a young man from Miba?
He immediately replied, "Who do you want to call him? I won't give it to you today!"
After saying that, Li Zhifan turned around and left.
Unexpectedly, the office director Dong Qicai appeared behind him at some point, staring at him with a gloomy face.
The two of them met, and Dong Qicai shouted dissatisfiedly, "What are you quarreling?"
"I"
Li Zhifan looked back at Lao Niu, but saw him shook his head and winked at Dong Qicai helplessly.
Let’s look at the other comrades in the office, and they all have nothing to do with them.
Obviously, they all saw Dong Qicai coming in just now, but no one spoke up for a reminder, and Lao Niu was deliberately harming him.
The more Li Zhifan thought about it, the more angry he became. Facing Dong Qicai's cold eyes, he couldn't help but clench his fists angrily.
At this moment, Liu Zexin came in from outside the door. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Zhifan's fist. While blinking at him, he said, "How can you be picky at work? Why don't you go and deliver the letter paper? You're waiting for it upstairs!"
Li Zhifan knew that she wanted to help her get out of trouble, and she wanted to argue a few words, but when she met her eyes, her anger suddenly went out, and she hummed and walked away with the letter.
As soon as he took a step, Dong Qicai said again, "Wait, everyone will stop!"
Everyone stopped the work, and Li Zhifan took back his steps. Dong Qicai said slowly, "In the afternoon, the group rehearsed five programs. After lunch, you can go and arrange the rehearsal room for No. 1. After doing it before three o'clock, do you understand?"
"I understand, Director!"
"No problem, director, please ensure that you complete the task!"
The colleagues responded, as if they were shouting slogans.
Dong Qicai left, Li Zhifan glared at the old bull with smug eyes and stepped out of the door.
After going upstairs to deliver the letter, I returned to the office and saw Lao Niu leisurely drinking tea and reading newspapers. The four boxes of ink were gone, and I don’t know which flatterer went to serve him.
Chapter completed!