Chapter 182: big joke
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Chapter 182 The joke is too big
"Row."
Seeing that the other party listened to her opinion, Aunt Sun left satisfied.
As long as other people's salary is not higher than her current salary, there is nothing to feel bad about.
Zhou Anan didn't have to wait long. At three o'clock in the afternoon, two aunts who were nearly forty years old walked into the training department.
After they each cooked a home-cooked dish, Zhou Anan tasted it and nodded.
After some discussion, Zhou An'an agreed to increase his monthly salary by 100 per year, and recruited two aunties who cook, and they will officially go to work during the summer vacation.
"Isn't it too much to increase the monthly salary by 100 per year?"
Shi Mingxia, who was always by the boy's side, looked at the two aunts who left contentedly, feeling sorry for the boy's money.
After a few years, the accumulation is not a small amount.
"A lot? I think it's too little."
Zhou Anan smiled meaningfully at this.
No one knows that inflation will be so violent and crazy after a few years.
At that time, the monthly salary of 3,000 for a stable cook was not considered high.
"Pengcheng Poetry Association? Excuse me, do you want me to pay for travel expenses, medal fees, tuition and miscellaneous expenses? Let me tell you, I am not short of money, but I am not short of IQ either. Thank you, goodbye."
While he was having a headache because of the good business of the summer class, Zhou Anan received a call from a scammer asking him to go to Pengcheng to receive the award, and he went over without hesitation.
Crackling and chatting without giving the other party a chance to speak, Zhou Anan, who hung up the phone ahead of time, felt a little confused and his mind was much more comfortable.
These days, I am a bit tired of being busy with recruiting students for the summer class.
"Who is it?"
Poured the boy a glass of warm water, Shi Mingxia asked with a smile.
"It's nothing, just a liar, the tricks are too old-fashioned."
There is still no way for Qin Shihuang to unfreeze funds. Zhou Anan said that the low-level methods of these scammers can only deceive innocent children like Wu Jian.
"Didn't Wu Jian say last time that he would come to us to work and earn money? Why didn't he come?"
Speaking of liars, Shi Mingxia also thought of Wu Jian who was cheated out of a thousand dollars a few days ago.
Happy Dictionary’s trick of winning a lottery cost Wu Jian’s living expenses for more than a month, and there was no follow-up news when he went to the police.
"Forget it, that guy said he will pay me back after making money in the game."
For the naive Wu Jian, Zhou Anan just laughed helplessly.
When Wu Jian learned that he was cheated, he cried all night. It was Zhou An'an who persuaded him for a few minutes, and took the initiative to lend him 1,000 yuan to let the silly boy return to a normal life.
However, Wu Jian, who originally wanted to come to him as a part-time evening assistant, changed his mind on the second day of his ambition, and followed Chen Jie to upgrade equipment in the game to make money.
The online games of these years have gradually exerted a powerful charm.
Only for the online game "Hot Blood Jianghu", which disappeared after a few years, there are hundreds of thousands of players online at the same time. I heard that the operator is making a lot of money.
Chen Jie, who is quite economical, discovered a little business opportunity in the game, which is to make equipment and sell it for money. Now he has earned seven or eight hundred.
It’s just that compared to those game studios that are making money every day, they can only be said to be insignificant.
I have to say that this is the memory of a generation.
After the decline of PC games and the rise of mobile games, ordinary players have almost no way to make money, and the funds are all in the hands of operators and developers, completely entering the era of oligarchy.
"Games can still make money."
After expressing emotion, Shi Mingxia was called by Chen Rou to help.
At this time, at the secretariat of Pengcheng Poetry Association, a young woman stared blankly at the phone in her hand, digesting what the other party said.
"Asshole, you actually took me for a liar."
A few seconds later, the young woman who reacted gritted her teeth and said.
After so many years, this is the first time someone called her a liar. It's just disgusting, and she deserves to miss this award.
But thinking of the upcoming awards ceremony of the National Poetry Association in a few days, Hu Xinyue held back her anger and picked up the phone again.
"Hey."
"Hello, we are really the Pengcheng Poetry Association."
"I have no money, beep beep"
"Hey."
"Hello."
"Hey."
"Wait a minute, don't hang up."
"Girl, I have convinced you. I have no IQ debts, so I won't be fooled."
After answering the phone three times in a row, Zhou An'an was persuaded by the other party's professionalism, and his tone was tactful.
There is no way to block the mobile phone these days. The other party keeps calling and the line is busy, which delays the consultation calls from the parents.
After all, the operator on the other side only went to work after being cheated by those scammers, so there is no need to get angry with the other party.
Life is not easy for everyone.
"Did you write 'Shisi Ci'? Are you an old man?"
Taking a deep breath, Hu Xinyue, who was afraid that the other party would hang up again, asked quickly.
If the other party stands in front of her, Hu Xinyue will definitely let the other party know why the flowers are so popular.
"How do you know? Did Cher tell you? Where is Cher?"
Zhou Anan, who was about to hang up the phone, froze, thinking quickly flashed through his mind, and then quickly asked questions.
The girl who disappeared for so long suddenly reappeared?
Aren't you ready to take responsibility for him?
"Xue'er. Who is it? Sorry, we got your contact information from Ms. He Yangyang. Please listen to me, Mr. Old Xin, I solemnly inform you that your "Ten Thoughts" has been selected The best and most beautiful poems of the year by the National Poetry Association. If you have time, please inform us of your identity information, and we will customize a ticket to the capital for you. All expenses for your trip to the capital will be paid by us City Poetry Association."
Not allowing the other party to say more, Hu Xinyue finished the matter in one breath, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The notice has been delivered, as to whether the other party will go or not, that is not her problem.
"What's wrong with you?"
After listening to the other party's words, Zhou An'an thought of the girl who met once in some bar. Did he give the other party's contact information before.
It's been so long, I kind of forgot.
As for the National Poetry Association, Zhou Anan did not answer, but quickly turned on the computer, opened the search engine, and searched for 'Shisi Ci'. A series of information popped up, and he couldn't help but gasp.
This joke seems to be too big.
"Mr. Old Xin, are you still there?"
Hearing the quiet voice on the phone, Hu Xinyue couldn't help asking.
She is very busy, please give me a word.
"Sorry, you found the wrong person."
My mind was a little confused, but I couldn't believe it was Zhou Anan's first reaction, and hung up the phone after answering a sentence.
"This bastard, wasting so much of my saliva."
Hung up the phone, Hu Xinyue muttered, but didn't want to continue calling.
So many phone calls are already the limit of her patience. This kind of thing should be a headache for the higher-ups.
(end of this chapter)
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Chapter 182 The joke is too big
"Row."
Seeing that the other party listened to her opinion, Aunt Sun left satisfied.
As long as other people's salary is not higher than her current salary, there is nothing to feel bad about.
Zhou Anan didn't have to wait long. At three o'clock in the afternoon, two aunts who were nearly forty years old walked into the training department.
After they each cooked a home-cooked dish, Zhou Anan tasted it and nodded.
After some discussion, Zhou An'an agreed to increase his monthly salary by 100 per year, and recruited two aunties who cook, and they will officially go to work during the summer vacation.
"Isn't it too much to increase the monthly salary by 100 per year?"
Shi Mingxia, who was always by the boy's side, looked at the two aunts who left contentedly, feeling sorry for the boy's money.
After a few years, the accumulation is not a small amount.
"A lot? I think it's too little."
Zhou Anan smiled meaningfully at this.
No one knows that inflation will be so violent and crazy after a few years.
At that time, the monthly salary of 3,000 for a stable cook was not considered high.
"Pengcheng Poetry Association? Excuse me, do you want me to pay for travel expenses, medal fees, tuition and miscellaneous expenses? Let me tell you, I am not short of money, but I am not short of IQ either. Thank you, goodbye."
While he was having a headache because of the good business of the summer class, Zhou Anan received a call from a scammer asking him to go to Pengcheng to receive the award, and he went over without hesitation.
Crackling and chatting without giving the other party a chance to speak, Zhou Anan, who hung up the phone ahead of time, felt a little confused and his mind was much more comfortable.
These days, I am a bit tired of being busy with recruiting students for the summer class.
"Who is it?"
Poured the boy a glass of warm water, Shi Mingxia asked with a smile.
"It's nothing, just a liar, the tricks are too old-fashioned."
There is still no way for Qin Shihuang to unfreeze funds. Zhou Anan said that the low-level methods of these scammers can only deceive innocent children like Wu Jian.
"Didn't Wu Jian say last time that he would come to us to work and earn money? Why didn't he come?"
Speaking of liars, Shi Mingxia also thought of Wu Jian who was cheated out of a thousand dollars a few days ago.
Happy Dictionary’s trick of winning a lottery cost Wu Jian’s living expenses for more than a month, and there was no follow-up news when he went to the police.
"Forget it, that guy said he will pay me back after making money in the game."
For the naive Wu Jian, Zhou Anan just laughed helplessly.
When Wu Jian learned that he was cheated, he cried all night. It was Zhou An'an who persuaded him for a few minutes, and took the initiative to lend him 1,000 yuan to let the silly boy return to a normal life.
However, Wu Jian, who originally wanted to come to him as a part-time evening assistant, changed his mind on the second day of his ambition, and followed Chen Jie to upgrade equipment in the game to make money.
The online games of these years have gradually exerted a powerful charm.
Only for the online game "Hot Blood Jianghu", which disappeared after a few years, there are hundreds of thousands of players online at the same time. I heard that the operator is making a lot of money.
Chen Jie, who is quite economical, discovered a little business opportunity in the game, which is to make equipment and sell it for money. Now he has earned seven or eight hundred.
It’s just that compared to those game studios that are making money every day, they can only be said to be insignificant.
I have to say that this is the memory of a generation.
After the decline of PC games and the rise of mobile games, ordinary players have almost no way to make money, and the funds are all in the hands of operators and developers, completely entering the era of oligarchy.
"Games can still make money."
After expressing emotion, Shi Mingxia was called by Chen Rou to help.
At this time, at the secretariat of Pengcheng Poetry Association, a young woman stared blankly at the phone in her hand, digesting what the other party said.
"Asshole, you actually took me for a liar."
A few seconds later, the young woman who reacted gritted her teeth and said.
After so many years, this is the first time someone called her a liar. It's just disgusting, and she deserves to miss this award.
But thinking of the upcoming awards ceremony of the National Poetry Association in a few days, Hu Xinyue held back her anger and picked up the phone again.
"Hey."
"Hello, we are really the Pengcheng Poetry Association."
"I have no money, beep beep"
"Hey."
"Hello."
"Hey."
"Wait a minute, don't hang up."
"Girl, I have convinced you. I have no IQ debts, so I won't be fooled."
After answering the phone three times in a row, Zhou An'an was persuaded by the other party's professionalism, and his tone was tactful.
There is no way to block the mobile phone these days. The other party keeps calling and the line is busy, which delays the consultation calls from the parents.
After all, the operator on the other side only went to work after being cheated by those scammers, so there is no need to get angry with the other party.
Life is not easy for everyone.
"Did you write 'Shisi Ci'? Are you an old man?"
Taking a deep breath, Hu Xinyue, who was afraid that the other party would hang up again, asked quickly.
If the other party stands in front of her, Hu Xinyue will definitely let the other party know why the flowers are so popular.
"How do you know? Did Cher tell you? Where is Cher?"
Zhou Anan, who was about to hang up the phone, froze, thinking quickly flashed through his mind, and then quickly asked questions.
The girl who disappeared for so long suddenly reappeared?
Aren't you ready to take responsibility for him?
"Xue'er. Who is it? Sorry, we got your contact information from Ms. He Yangyang. Please listen to me, Mr. Old Xin, I solemnly inform you that your "Ten Thoughts" has been selected The best and most beautiful poems of the year by the National Poetry Association. If you have time, please inform us of your identity information, and we will customize a ticket to the capital for you. All expenses for your trip to the capital will be paid by us City Poetry Association."
Not allowing the other party to say more, Hu Xinyue finished the matter in one breath, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The notice has been delivered, as to whether the other party will go or not, that is not her problem.
"What's wrong with you?"
After listening to the other party's words, Zhou An'an thought of the girl who met once in some bar. Did he give the other party's contact information before.
It's been so long, I kind of forgot.
As for the National Poetry Association, Zhou Anan did not answer, but quickly turned on the computer, opened the search engine, and searched for 'Shisi Ci'. A series of information popped up, and he couldn't help but gasp.
This joke seems to be too big.
"Mr. Old Xin, are you still there?"
Hearing the quiet voice on the phone, Hu Xinyue couldn't help asking.
She is very busy, please give me a word.
"Sorry, you found the wrong person."
My mind was a little confused, but I couldn't believe it was Zhou Anan's first reaction, and hung up the phone after answering a sentence.
"This bastard, wasting so much of my saliva."
Hung up the phone, Hu Xinyue muttered, but didn't want to continue calling.
So many phone calls are already the limit of her patience. This kind of thing should be a headache for the higher-ups.
(end of this chapter)
Chapter 182 The joke is too big "Row." Seeing that the other party listened to her opinion, Aunt Sun left satisfied. As long as other people's salary is not higher than her current salary, there is nothing to feel bad about. Zhou Anan didn't have to wait long. At three o'clock in the afternoon, two aunts who were nearly forty years old walked into the training department. After they each cooked a home-cooked dish, Zhou Anan tasted it and nodded. After some discussion, Zhou An'an agreed to increase his monthly salary by 100 per year, and recruited two aunties who cook, and they will officially go to work during the summer vacation. "Isn't it too much to increase the monthly salary by 100 per year?"Shi Mingxia, who was always by the boy's side, looked at the two aunts who left contentedly, feeling sorry for the boy's money.After a few years, the accumulation is not a small amount. "A lot? I think it's too little." Zhou Anan smiled meaningfully at this. No one knows that inflation will be so violent and crazy after a few years.At that time, the monthly salary of 3,000 for a stable cook was not considered high. "Pengcheng Poetry Association? Excuse me, do you want me to pay for travel expenses, medal fees, tuition and miscellaneous expenses? Let me tell you, I am not short of money, but I am not short of IQ either. Thank you, goodbye."While he was having a headache because of the good business of the summer class, Zhou Anan received a call from a scammer asking him to go to Pengcheng to receive the award, and he went over without hesitation. Crackling and chatting without giving the other party a chance to speak, Zhou Anan, who hung up the phone ahead of time, felt a little confused and his mind was much more comfortable. These days, I am a bit tired of being busy with recruiting students for the summer class. "Who is it?"Poured the boy a glass of warm water, Shi Mingxia asked with a smile. "It's nothing, just a liar, the tricks are too old-fashioned."There is still no way for Qin Shihuang to unfreeze funds. Zhou Anan said that the low-level methods of these scammers can only deceive innocent children like Wu Jian. "Didn't Wu Jian say last time that he would come to us to work and earn money? Why didn't he come?" Speaking of liars, Shi Mingxia also thought of Wu Jian who was cheated out of a thousand dollars a few days ago.Happy Dictionary's trick of winning a lottery cost Wu Jian's living expenses for more than a month, and there was no follow-up news when he went to the police. "Forget it, that guy said he will pay me back after making money in the game."For the naive Wu Jian, Zhou Anan just laughed helplessly. When Wu Jian learned that he was cheated, he cried all night. It was Zhou An'an who persuaded him for a few minutes, and took the initiative to lend him 1,000 yuan to let the silly boy return to a normal life.However, Wu Jian, who originally wanted to come to him as a part-time evening assistant, changed his mind on the second day of his ambition, and followed Chen Jie to upgrade equipment in the game to make money.The online games of these years have gradually exerted a powerful charm.Only for the online game "Hot Blood Jianghu", which disappeared after a few years, there are hundreds of thousands of players online at the same time. I heard that the operator is making a lot of money.Chen Jie, who is quite economical, discovered a little business opportunity in the game, which is to make equipment and sell it for money. Now he has earned seven or eight hundred.It's just that compared to those game studios that are making money every day, they can only be said to be insignificant. I have to say that this is the memory of a generation.After the decline of PC games and the rise of mobile games, ordinary players have almost no way to make money, and the funds are all in the hands of operators and developers, completely entering the era of oligarchy. "Games can still make money." After expressing emotion, Shi Mingxia was called by Chen Rou to help.At this time, at the secretariat of Pengcheng Poetry Association, a young woman stared blankly at the phone in her hand, digesting what the other party said. "Asshole, you actually took me for a liar." A few seconds later, the young woman who reacted gritted her teeth and said.After so many years, this is the first time someone called her a liar. It's just disgusting, and she deserves to miss this award.But thinking of the upcoming awards ceremony of the National Poetry Association in a few days, Hu Xinyue held back her anger and picked up the phone again. "Hey." "Hello, we are really the Pengcheng Poetry Association." "I have no money, beep beep" "Hey." "Hello." "Hey." "Wait a minute, don't hang up." "Girl, I have convinced you. I have no IQ debts, so I won't be fooled." After answering the phone three times in a row, Zhou An'an was persuaded by the other party's professionalism, and his tone was tactful.There is no way to block the mobile phone these days. The other party keeps calling and the line is busy, which delays the consultation calls from the parents. After all, the operator on the other side only went to work after being cheated by those scammers, so there is no need to get angry with the other party. Life is not easy for everyone. "Did you write 'Shisi Ci'? Are you an old man?" Taking a deep breath, Hu Xinyue, who was afraid that the other party would hang up again, asked quickly.If the other party stands in front of her, Hu Xinyue will definitely let the other party know why the flowers are so popular. "How do you know? Did Cher tell you? Where is Cher?" Zhou Anan, who was about to hang up the phone, froze, thinking quickly flashed through his mind, and then quickly asked questions.The girl who disappeared for so long suddenly reappeared?Aren't you ready to take responsibility for him?"Xue'er. Who is it? Sorry, we got your contact information from Ms. He Yangyang. Please listen to me, Mr. Old Xin, I solemnly inform you that your "Ten Thoughts" has been selected The best and most beautiful poems of the year by the National Poetry Association. If you have time, please inform us of your identity information, and we will customize a ticket to the capital for you. All expenses for your trip to the capital will be paid by us City Poetry Association." Not allowing the other party to say more, Hu Xinyue finished the matter in one breath, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.The notice has been delivered, as to whether the other party will go or not, that is not her problem. "What's wrong with you?"After listening to the other party's words, Zhou An'an thought of the girl who met once in some bar. Did he give the other party's contact information before.It's been so long, I kind of forgot.As for the National Poetry Association, Zhou Anan did not answer, but quickly turned on the computer, opened the search engine, and searched for 'Shisi Ci'. A series of information popped up, and he couldn't help but gasp. This joke seems to be too big. "Mr. Old Xin, are you still there?"Hearing the quiet voice on the phone, Hu Xinyue couldn't help asking.She is very busy, please give me a word. "Sorry, you found the wrong person."My mind was a little confused, but I couldn't believe it was Zhou Anan's first reaction, and hung up the phone after answering a sentence. "This bastard, wasting so much of my saliva."Hung up the phone, Hu Xinyue muttered, but didn't want to continue calling.So many phone calls are already the limit of her patience. This kind of thing should be a headache for the higher-ups.end of this chapter
