Chapter 3 The Car in the Basement

Su Ping locked the office door and flipped through the employee handbook as he walked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

First, this is actually a high-risk occupation, and you need to buy insurance to enter the job.

Second, if you see something strange in some place during your work, it's definitely not human.

The third one, a life-long work system, no holidays, no retirement, no maternity leave, things are coming, even if you are in the toilet, you have to work.

Fourth, it is important to have a good relationship with your colleagues and keep up with your boss.

Fifth, when the company is idle, it is idle to death, and when it is busy...... Really going to die!

Sixth, death is not the end, but may also be part of the work.

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Su Ping was not interested in continuing to watch, what is this, is it telling a ghost story?

Looking at the keychain Leng Qian gave him, the overlapping logo of the double R couldn't help but make Su Ping suspicious, you have a leather bag company, and the car is equipped with a Rolls-Royce?

I looked at my watch, it was almost six o'clock, it was the rush hour after work, and I didn't have anything to do anyway, so I just went to the underground garage to see the car equipped by the company.

Although Leng Qian was regarded as a liar, but this liar did give him a stack of soft sister coins, or real money, with a one-in-10,000 possible hope, Su Ping came to the basement of the building.

The basement is relatively large, and under the dim yellow light, you can see the license plate number clearly, remember what the license plate number Leng Qian said?

After turning around, Su Ping really saw a Rolls-Royce Phantom quietly parked in a parking space, and with a chicken jelly mood, Su Ping stroked the body, as if he was stroking his lover.

It seems that he is wrong to blame Leng Qian, this company is really rich!

The Rolls-Royce Phantom is a luxury car worth tens of millions of soft girl coins!

I didn't expect that I would be able to drive tens of millions of luxury cars one day, and happiness came too suddenly!

Su Ping couldn't help but get up in his mind:

In the hazy night, a Rolls-Royce Phantom had a beautiful tail flick and stopped at the door of the bar, and Su Ping got out of the car, took off his sunglasses, and smiled evilly.

A few hot girls greeted them, "Handsome guy, your car is so cool, take us for a ride!" ~”

"Okay!" Su Ping readily agreed, carrying a car of beautiful girls, speeding on the highway, and then stopped on the side of the road and started the "Maple Forest Evening".

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"Boom! ......" interrupted his thoughts with the sound of an engine throttle.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Su Ping woke up from YY.

A middle-aged fat man drove the Rolls-Royce away, his hand still stuck out the window, and he shouted with a middle finger: "Tubaozi, you can't afford to buy a tire for my car in your life!" ”

Depend on!

What a situation!

Isn't it our company's car?

Su Ping pressed the switch of the car key, and the surroundings were quiet, and there was no reaction!

Press ...... again A raven flew through the sky, "Fool! …… Fool! ……”

The unrelenting Su Ping dialed Leng Qian's phone.

CRBT: "In another eighty years...... Let's meet...... Delivered to the crematorium...... All turned to ashes...... You're a bunch of ...... I'm a bunch of ...... I don't know anyone...... are all sent to the countryside to make fertilizer~~"

"......" Su Ping was very speechless, this strange ringtone really doesn't match Leng Qian's image of the iceberg goddess, does she still have a comic attribute?

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the phone to be connected.

"Hello? Which one is our company's car? Su Ping asked.

"Shanghai x44944, I'm going to get on the plane, remember to read the employee handbook well, don't be absent!" Even across the phone, Leng Qian's voice was still very cold.

"Oh, there's another problem, a dead fat guy just drove our company's car away...... Hey, hey! …… Are you listening? …… Damn it! I hung up! ”

When Su Ping called again, he prompted to turn off the phone.

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on the plane

Shenbao played PSP and asked casually: "Is it a newcomer's phone?" ”

"Hmm." Leng Qian looked at the white clouds outside the window and replied.

"What's interesting about him?" Shenbao was curious.

"It's like a company car or something...... Wrong! Leng Qian frowned.

"What! ~" And the divine treasure exclaimed!

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"Damn! Hang up on me! ”

Su Ping scolded and was about to leave, but he was knocked by a brick and fell to the ground without paying attention.

"Ouch!"

Rubbing his knees, he couldn't help but glance at the van on the left, "Shanghai x44944"

Isn't this what Leng Qian said about the company's car?

The white exterior paint was almost gone, and the headlights were cracked.

What's the trouble with this broken van that is about to enter the scrap car recycling station?

Su Ping was very skeptical that the car would still be able to start......

"Squeak!"

Su Ping opened the car door, and a foul smell came to his face, a bit like a fishy smell, more like the smell of a toilet, it was simply a biochemical weapon!

After a while, Su Ping got into the car and wanted to see what was in the car.

When I was rummaging, I saw a clay pot under the seat of the car, and two pieces of yellow paper were pasted on top of the sealing clay.

The stench came from the inside of the clay pot.

"Damn! Is this pickled vegetables or fish, why does it stink so much! ”

After speaking, he threw the clay pot out of the car, and the clay pot hit the concrete floor, "Bang!" A sound scattered.

Su Ping glanced at it and found that there was nothing in the broken clay pot, and he didn't take it to heart, and tried to start the car, but it was really able to drive.

When I was in college, I took the driver's license, but since the exam, I haven't had a chance to touch the steering wheel, Su Ping tried to drive a few times in the underground garage, and after feeling proficient, he hummed a little song in his mouth and drove home in the van.

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on the plane

After a period of silence, Leng Qian took the lead in speaking: "Did you deal with the Qing Dynasty's zongzi last time?" ”

"......" Shenbao was speechless, "Isn't it generally handled by you when it comes to zongzi matters, you know, I'm not good at this." ”

"So...... That zongzi is still in the car? Leng Qian took out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat on her head.

"It should be fine, right? Didn't you show that kid a picture? Shenbao hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Well, it should be fine." This is Leng Qian's self-comfort.

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In a shady corner of the underground garage.

A man dressed in Qing Dynasty costume jumps towards the stairs up.

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Su Ping got home, took a shower, turned on the TV, drank the cold beer he had just bought from downstairs, and lay lazily on the sofa in the living room.

"Click." The sound of the key turning.

Aunt Xia, the landlord, walked in with a lunch box.

"Xiao Su, I'm back, I've cooked too much food at home today, so I've brought you some."

Aunt Xia put the lunch box on the table and asked, "How is the work?" Young people don't worry, pay attention to their bodies, let's eat first. ”

"Huh? Oh! Good. ”

The sun came out in the west today, and I have lived here for more than a year, and I have never seen Aunt Xia speak so well.

"Aunt Xia, I got a job, by the way, I'll give you the money." After speaking, Su Ping took out the stack of money from the bedroom drawer, counted it, and handed it to the landlord's aunt.

"Got a job so soon? That's not right! You've just got a job, where do you get the money? The landlord took the money and asked suspiciously.

"The boss is easy to talk to, and he advanced my salary for a month."