Chapter 6 Purple Mo Hongchen (6)

The boy said, "Four stars." A lady next to her corrected her, "Samsung." The boy said: "Old three stars, new four stars, what do you know?" The lady insisted: "It's Samsung." Regardless of whether it is three stars or four stars, the key is that Xiyuan has stars.Mr. Wang threw me in the guest house.I went to live in a star hotel far away from me.The capitalist's son of a bitch.profiteers.After all my efforts on the train, he still has no affection for me.Society is really complicated.I felt a little guilty all the way, for our leader, Manager Jin and Mr. Wang, I think I was too mischievous.Now, thinking about it in the dirty lobby of the guest house, I don't feel guilty anymore.Compared to our leader's careful planning, compared to Manager Jin's small losses and big advantages, compared to Mr. Wang's sinister and selfishness, I have not done enough.

When I heard the phone ring again, it was already half past seven the next morning. "Hey." "Good morning, Miss Mei." Mr. Wang must have enjoyed a lot of fun in life, his voice is fresh and bright, full of energy. "Come on. Call me Red Eyebrow." Mr. Wang doesn't mind.Continuing to be full of energy, he said firmly, "Get up. The German side (which imports German cotton) already knows that you have arrived in Beijing. They are waiting for you at nine o'clock today." "But I'm going to the Great Wall today." "Miss Mei, let's go to the Great Wall another day. You are the expert we invited."

Experts live in guest houses?The words did not come out of my mouth.It's done, it's meaningless to say more. "Hello." Mr. Wang waited for a while, anxious, "Hello!" "Say!" "You can take a taxi, don't squeeze the bus. I'm too tired." "understood." As soon as I heard good words, my anger dissipated quickly.I said, "Okay. I'll be there on time at nine." "Miss Mei and so on." Mr. Wang was looking for words, "In order to grow our national aspirations. For, for the interests of our company. I hope you take a higher-end car. There are Mercedes-Benz taxis in Beijing. You try to take a Mercedes-Benz or a taxi. Toyota."

My teeth itch with regret.I hung up the phone with a bang, curled up in bed and fell asleep.The phone rang after a moment of silence.I put my fingers over my ears.When I let go, the phone was still ringing.I threw a pillow at the phone.The bell made a cricket-like sound stubbornly under the pillow.I had to pick up the microphone. "Comrade Meihong," Mr. Wang has received decades of socialist education, and at critical moments he still calls him comrade.Mr. Wang said solemnly: "Comrade Mei Hong, through contact, I have realized that you are a good comrade who is frank, straightforward, simple and kind. I don't blame you if you are angry with me. I just hope you understand that I am employed by people

of.I work for others.What can I do? " "Say a few words, okay?" "Okay. The taxi must be a Mercedes-Benz or Toyota, and the fare will be reimbursed at that time, which is beyond the thousand yuan." But I don't have that kind of wealth and life. I just feel dizzy when I see a Japanese car, let alone ride a car.I can only sit on a Mercedes-Benz for five minutes, and immediately faint after five minutes. I am used to the bumps of domestic cars, but I can't stand imported ones that are not bumpy.Noodles are popular in Beijing this year, a kind of yellow minivan.The price starts at 10 yuan, and the word jumps only after eight kilometers, and one yuan per kilometer. The degree of bumps is neither light nor heavy.I like to sit down.

"I'm going to sit down." "Brow red, don't be like this. If you sit in front of me, I will be fired when I go back. Our boss Jin attaches great importance to packaging. Didn't you mention the boxing champion on the train?" The misfortune of Huo's former boxing champion seems to be the misfortune of all of us. I said, "The problem is that I get carsick." "Take medicine. Buy some car sickness spirit and sea spirit, and issue an invoice, and all will be reimbursed." "Mr. Wang, I will reimburse you for the medicine you take."

I hang up the phone again.Then he picked up the microphone and set it aside. I set off in a yellow bun made in Tianjin.I will never take medicine to hurt my body for the face of Boss Jin.After running for more than half an hour, I was not dizzy or upset.The driver is unpretentious, casual and affable. After getting on the Third Ring Road, the pale face of the German with light eyebrows and gray eyes began to shake in front of my eyes.With arms covered in white gauze gloves behind their backs, their heads held high, they stared at me motionlessly in front of the window. I asked the driver how long it would take to reach the destination. The driver said five or six minutes. I hesitated for two minutes and got off at the side of the road.

I traded for a Mercedes under a giant billboard.Three minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz stopped quietly like skating in front of the foyer of a fuchsia building.A Chinese young man in a white uniform with tassels came up to open the car door for me. When I got out of the car door, the young man put his palm on the top of the car door.At the first moment, my heart jumped twice, and I didn't understand what he was going to do.Immediately, he realized that I was enjoying a kind of treatment, and he was afraid that I would bump into him.I've heard people say that the head of the central government just got out of the car like this.

"Thank you!" I said indifferently.Once a person enjoys a certain kind of treatment, he will naturally develop a certain style. For four days after that, I changed cars under that huge, fancy billboard.Once, I ran into the Mercedes that I sat on the first day again.The driver recognized me.Take the initiative to say: "Hello, Miss." I also recognized the driver and returned the gift. "Master, hello." "The old place?" "right" The driver graciously held his light steering wheel and took me to work with ease.