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Zhang Yuan's weightlifting, which seems to be a joke, actually eliminates the means of beating, which makes the front office manager feel cold in his heart. This boy really can't be despised!

Qian Qing had hated and feared Zhang Yuan, but now he is a little more afraid. A fierce man is nothing, but with scheming and eloquence, it will be very terrible. He decided to avoid all possible disputes with this boy in the future. I can't afford to provoke, but I can still hide!

Zhang Yuan and others laughed and suddenly said seriously, "In fact, everyone has more experience than me, and I have also learned a lot from you. Speaking of which, you are all my teachers. But in the future, I will do a good job with everyone, which requires a certain degree of cooperation. If everyone can consciously do everything well, I am a dumb, deaf and blind person and don't care about anything. If I find that everyone is not doing well, we will do things well together. Everyone should pay attention to the two words I said: we, w-o, me; m-en, we."

Everyone couldn't help laughing again. Zhang Yuan also smiled, and then said more seriously, "We are not me, nor you, let alone him, but we are here. Wrong, not here, but everyone standing here. We are all a collective. If everyone does not do a good job, it will involve the interests of the whole collective and the interests of each of us. Therefore, when everyone is doing something, you should understand that you are not only doing it for yourself, but also doing it for you. The mistakes you make will involve others!"

Everyone stopped laughing, and the front office manager and Qian Qinglin Shu were also very serious. Zhang Yuan's words were very real and reasonable. The key point is that a person who makes mistakes may be collectively affected, which involves a problem of mutual supervision and self-supervision.

Everyone was still waiting for Zhang Yuan to speak, but he suddenly spread out his hands and said, "No."

Everyone laughed, but after laughing, even when they dispersed to work, they still felt that Zhang Yuan said something very well, which made people feel that he taught people a lesson and still remembered his words in their hearts!

And those waitresses who had long had admiration for Zhang Yuan began to think about it again.

Zhang Yuan did not have the habit of eating his promise and getting fat. That night, he invited his hand down for a barbecue. Qian Qing and the front office manager found an excuse not to come, and he was not forced to come. It was better not to come. It was comfortable for everyone to eat.

Lin Shu was also invited by Zhang Yuan. At the same time, there were three buddies who slept together. Everyone talked and laughed, and ate and drank happily.

It was past 11 o'clock when the banquet broke up. Zhang Yuan took a car for Lin Shu and her brother-in-law Chen, who came to pick her up and ate and drank by the way, and then returned to the dormitory with his roommate and Liu Zheng.

After returning to the dormitory and washing up, everyone farted as usual. Lin Cheng sighed, "Brother Zhang, you are really awesome. After all, you are an educated person. It took me several years to barely become the foreman. You only used a month. This is the gap. There are really too many differences between people!"

Zhang Yuan, like Lin Cheng, is slightly drunk, and his brain is a little hot and erratic. It feels amazing. He said, "Lin Cheng, don't think so. You have to think about it. Ordinary people are still studying in a muddle at your age. You have become a foreman. Moreover, your starting point is very low. You have come to today step by step with your own efforts. This is a model that is far more worth learning than me, that is, an example.

Lin Cheng shook his head and said, "Look, you see, Brother Zhang, this is the gap. When you speak, it's a set of written words, which makes people feel comfortable or rough. Isn't this the gap?"

Wang Yan, who was in Zhang Yuan's upper bunk, turned over and sprayed his head with the wine and said, "Yes, Brother Zhang, don't be modest. The three of us have always felt that you are different from others. What is it called, Zhuangzi!"

"I've told you many times, but I still can't remember it. I don't think you should call me the king of hell, just forget the dead!" Zhuangzi Hezhuang scolded. In fact, he was not fat at all. On the contrary, he was as thin as a chicken, and his size was seriously inconsistent with his chef's profession!

He Zhuang then said to Zhang Yuan with an admiring face, "Brother Zhang, I have decided to hang out with you in the future. I want to learn your skills and your skills. Anyway, I'm the same everywhere, as long as I can live with you!"

Wang Yan scolded, "Fur, you fart. This is the first thing I came up with, but you said it first. Don't be ashamed." After scolding He Zhuang, he also said to Zhang Yuan with a look of admiration, "Brother Zhang, you must take me, no matter where you go, even if it is. This is not a good comparison. Anyway, it's the end of the earth!"

Zhang Yuan was drinking water and was choked all of a sudden. Lincheng Hezhuang also smiled. Even if the two of them have a low cultural level, they know what it means to grow old together. This guy is really good at using words!

Wang Yan scratched his round bald head with shame. His chubby face was already red, and he couldn't see whether he blushed or not. He just muttered: "You can't use it on men when you grow old. Who set this rule? I, the king of hell, have always treated the rules as farts.

The word "fart processing" is original by Zhang Yuan, which comes from a concept in computer DOS programming: "P processing". After he said it once, it has been widely used, whether it is a provincial agricultural machinery school or a crop farm.

Zhang Yuan coughed twice and said, "Follow me, I'm still nothing now. Are you following me and waiting to drink the northwest wind?"

"What's wrong with drinking the northwest wind? Just follow Brother Zhang, but it's delicious to eat big feces." Wang Yan put away his smile and said seriously, "Brother Zhang, don't think we are joking. Zhuangzi and I grew up playing with mud. At this age, we have met a person who convinced us. That's Brother Zhang. Let's not say anything else, just talk about what Brother Zhang usually says to us. When I called home, my parents said that you were a good person and a good person. Let me get along well with you and learn more about life!"

He Zhuang also said, "That's what my father said. My father also said that your boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It's not easy to meet a person who convinces you. Follow him in the future. If you can't get along well, don't come back. I can't afford to lose that person!"

Zhang Yuan said with a smile, "Your father is joking with you. Are you serious?"

He Zhuang shook his head vigorously: "My father didn't joke with me. That was the last word he said to me. Brother Zhang, do you think that can be a joke?"

He Zhuang's tears suddenly fell down. He covered himself with a quilt and cried. While crying, his father shouted. He had never seen a hard young man who frowned. Suddenly, he cried so sadly, which made people's hearts sore and not fall.

Wang Yan also blushed his eyes and sucked his nose and said, "Zhuangzi's father is my uncle. He is a man who can laugh even if he cuts eight times. Unfortunately, he left too early. The night he said that to Zhuangzi, he died. In the late stage of lung cancer, I don't have money to treat it. I'm so stubborn that I'm afraid to let Zhuangzi know how to go home and take care of him!"