Han Dalaba did what he said and sent all the promotional materials for meetings to the printing factory. The factory with old equipment immediately started running at full speed and kept printing for 24 hours. The workers worked day and night, and finally printed the materials the day before the meeting.
ha,
The old woman pulled the long- worn and bright abacus beads, making a burst of harsh sounds: Ah, it's great, the workers can finally pay their wages! Factory Director,
The old woman handed the bill to me with a spring breeze on her face: Factory Director, this is a printing fee list. Please send it to the agency for reimbursement and then pay the workers!
oh,
I looked at it briefly and actually, I didn't understand anything. It said how much is the paper per page, how much is the printing cost, and how much is the binding cost. I couldn't understand it at all. I didn't want to look closely. I asked the old woman in a daze: Aunt Li, is this money enough to owe the workers three months' wages!
That's not enough!
The old woman shook her head: If there is all this, it's almost the same. The factory manager, I can pay this month's salary. The workers are very grateful to you. A few days ago, the workers were busy day and night while praising you. They all said that although our factory manager is young, he is very capable of doing business. The factory finally started again and we have work to do.
Oh well!
I thought to myself: Learn from Han Dalaba, he multiplies on the original bill by eating, repairing cars, etc., and I will do the same thing as I can
Thinking of this, I picked up the pen, and took the total amount of funds in the old woman's bill, and generously multiplied a 2, and then pushed it to the old woman: Aunt Li, this account is recalculated!
This, twice!
The old woman looked at me tremblingly: Factory Director, how can I calculate this?
I don’t care. You can calculate whatever you want. Just write it according to the number I wrote and write it casually. I will handle the reimbursement matters! You can calculate it with confidence!
Factory Director,
The old woman tweaked the abacus beads again, and finally handed the bill to me tremblingly: Just follow the number you wrote, I'll press them all, I'll give it to you!
OK,
I took the bill, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said to the old woman: Aunt Li, you can wait to get the check to the bank to withdraw money!
Well, ah, ha,
When I pushed the bill to Han Dalaba, Han Dalaba's eyes widened: Xiao Zhang, why is this so much money?
Director Han,
I said confidently: The raw materials have all increased prices, so the printing fee has to increase. Are there any questions? The water has increased. Director Han, are you free at night? I'll ask you to take a sauna!
Well, ah, ha,
When Han Dalaba heard this, he waved his pen on the bill happily: Yes, I'm free, Xiao Zhang, I'm signing. As for whether the accounting room can be reimbursed, I can't control it!
hey-hey,
I took the bill into my hand: See you in the evening, Director Han!
I murmured in my heart: Han Dalaba, you don’t have to worry about whether you can be reimbursed. My wife is an accountant. I don’t worry about this matter.
Ah──,
When Sister Xu saw the number of people on the bill, she looked embarrassed: My heart, why is it so much money? What did Han Daluan print?
he,
I lit a cigarette, vomited a cigarette ring at my wife, and then said seriously: He held a conference and printed all the materials, and the number of printing was very large, and it was distributed throughout the province, and the article was written long and smelly. Wife, how about it, can the printing fee be not much?
Let me discuss with the leader!
Sister Xu walked into the accounting room
You can hurry up, the workers can wait for the money to pay!
I shouted
I returned to the printing factory office, and the old lady accountant asked me urgently: Factory Director, have you reported it?
Give,
I took out the check that had not been dry yet and handed it to the old woman: Save it in the bank quickly. Tomorrow, I will pay the workers, pay all the three-month salary, and report all the medical expenses owed to retired workers! Go,
oops,
The old woman was so happy that the wrinkles on her face burst into laughter: Factory Manager, you are so good!
Start a capital investment, start a capital investment,
……
The next day at noon, the office was filled with joyful workers, and their pairs of hot eyes looked eagerly at the bundles of colorful and brand new banknotes. Yes, the workers were so hard that they had not received a penny of salary for a hundred days, and many people had to borrow money to live on their days.
Dibazi and I sat on the side and drank and chatted. The workers all cast extremely sincere and grateful eyes at me: Hello, factory manager!
Hello everyone!
Chiyako,
When the workers received their wages one by one and left the accounting room, the old woman shouted at Dibazi: Stop drinking, it's your turn,
hey-hey,
Dibazi put down his wine glass, took the money handed over by the old woman, spitted on his fingers, and counted: Wow, I finally started the investment, and I can finally be generous!
If you have money, do some serious things and buy new clothes to wear!
The old woman nagged at Dibazi: Look at your outfit, you can't get rid of your sleeves, your elbows are so tidy. Buy a new piece of clothing, don't make it like a beggar flower!
snort,
Dibazi disagreed: Just don’t show your butt, I’m just like that. If I were asked to put on new clothes, I wouldn’t be able to walk anymore!
The eighth son of Di is much older than me. If I go into detail, I should call him uncle.
This person is very short and has a strange appearance. Although he is almost middle-aged, he is homeless and has no children, and he has no children. He even has no household registration book. Di Bazi always said in a self-deprecating tone: In this world, there is no brick or tiles, and there is no household registration book, and the billions of Chinese people do not include me.
Di Bazi spent most of her life in prison. After being released from prison, she was placed in this printing factory on the verge of bankruptcy by the government as a key figure in the aid and education. She worked as a husband and a handyman. Under the care of the government, Di Bazi finally had a place to settle down.
Every morning, when workers came to the factory one after another, Dibazi started his breakfast, a cup of Laobai Dried, a plate of peanuts and a piece of hot steamed bun, and then poured it into his stomach, then poured it on the sofa chair and went to bed.
When he woke up, Dibazi pulled dirty and torn cloth shoes barefootly, carrying a large broom and swept the yard without any responsibility. Then, he threw the broom and walked into the office: Factory Director, what should I eat for lunch today?
Roasted chicken!
I took out a bill and Di Bazi's eyes lit up: Ha, good, good life!
You
The old woman talked: I just had a good reputation and met a rich factory manager!
So, Dibazi and I were carrying a roast chicken leg and swallowed it voraciously. I swallowed a sip of wine and asked Dibazi: Dibazi, why do you call such a name?
Don't know, I don't know either!
Dibazi continued to bite
What's your last name?
have no idea!
I don’t know what my surname is!
I really don’t know, oh, by the way, I remembered that when I was out of prison, in order to settle down, the police gave me a name, Liu Weidong, which means defending Chairman Mao!
But why choose the surname Liu for you?
Hehe, there are many surnames of Liu, Zhang, Wang, Li, Zhao, are there Liu (liu) everywhere?
But why didn’t your household registration be left behind?
snort,
Di Bazi put down his chicken legs and said hatefully: When my mother was alive, we rented someone else's house. When my mother died, I also went to the prison. After coming out, the prison police issued me a certificate. However, when I arrived at the local police station, I saw that although I had a certificate, I had no housing. What should I do if I was studying? Humph, this study, the settlement matters disappeared. Over time, the proof also made me lose it. As a result, I became a black man!
As Di Bazi said, he took out a broken small notebook: Factory Director, this is my only property!
oh,
I took it and opened it and saw Huohuo. It turned out that there was a small photo posted in the "Prostitute Certificate" issued during the national period. Dibazi pointed to the woman's avatar on it and said to me frankly: This is my mother! What a poor woman, she sold herself to earn money and raised my sister and I, but my sister was killed by someone, and I was so poor that I had nothing!
Your mother, she,
I was embarrassed to ask any more, but Dibazi was openly telling his pitiful, sad, and hateful journey of life. I was stunned and moved. Looking at Dibazi in front of me, an extraordinary little person, I felt it was very necessary to write a biography for him alone.
He should not drag his life experience into this article. In this way, the length will be more lengthy, uncontrollable, and there is no need to
There is another thing that I always can't figure out, the unrestrained and unrestrained Dibazi, a penniless pauper, a homeless homeless vagabond, and even met countless women who were sold out.
After getting along with me, whenever I had the chance, Dibazi circled his left hand into a hole, and then repeatedly poked it with the middle finger of his right hand: Lao Zhang, do you want this?
What to do?
I knew the consultant, but Dibazi continued to poke in a dirty way: Cut it out, do it!
Hehe, okay!
Life is absolutely good, let's go!
So, I stopped getting on the mobile phone, and got into the rich Don Juan with Dibazi, and the high-end car with dazzling light.
Always a few months ago, I was carrying a small lunch box. Whether it was windy or rainy, I had to walk out of the house on time and crowd the buses like fighting.
Today, I am very proud to have my own mount, and there is a mobile phone worth tens of thousands of yuan hanging on my butt egg.
Whenever I think of this, I am so unhappy!
I leisurely drove the high-end car that Sister Xu bought for me. Under the guidance of the local Bazi, I walked through the streets, walked around the alleys, and went to find the wild woman to be happy!
Every time I prostitute a wild woman, Dibazi would sit by the bed with a lewd smile on his face, and admired the wind and women and me rolling all over the bed without blinking, and he would do whatever he wanted: Hehe, Lao Zhang is so capable, Lao Zhang is so powerful!
Chiyako,
While I was rushing into the wild woman under me, I shouted at Dibazi: Come on!
Hey,
Dibazi took out his cock and said with a sad face: Lao Zhang, I am a little inappropriate!
What,
I turned my eyes to Dibazi's cock and discovered a new situation. Dibazi's foreskin was thick and long, and it penetrated its glans deeply: Why don't you cut it off?
I asked Dibazi: It's so long that it should have been cut off long ago, it's a big mistake!
No money!
Dibazi replied
After I persisted repeatedly, with the unremitting efforts of the wild woman, Dibazi's cock finally raised his head barely and stuffed it into the wild woman's vagina in a shiny way. Dibazi pierced a few times, and the wild woman laughed with a lewd look: "Baoty, it's soft, put it inside, like a silkworm pupa, hehe!"
Afterwards, I pulled Dibazi to a hospital and performed a foreskin ligation for him. After removing the stitches, I asked to appreciate Dibazi's new cock. Dibazi carefully took it out. I took a look and burst out laughing: Hahaha...
Dibazi's cock, the foreskin at the front end was cut off, and the glans finally saw the light of day. The foreskin cut in half formed a ridiculous ring of flesh, raised high, and put it on the red cock, bent me over, and Dibazi also grinned.
From now on, every time I go out to prostitution for a woman, I will appreciate that when the tall flesh ring is pushed and pulled out in the wild woman's flesh hole. The more I look at it, the more I feel funny.
Ah──,
Dibazi sighed and pulled out the cock that had ejaculated after ejaculation, gently pinched and expelled the residual sperm. I slapped my butt: Pay the money, pay the bill, leave
Ouch!
As soon as he walked downstairs, Di Bazi suddenly shouted: Lao Zhang, wait for me for a while, I forgot my lighter upstairs!
The first time, I didn’t care much. From now on, I frequently came out to prostitution for wild women. Every time I walked out of the cave, Di Bazi would always shout: No, I didn’t take my cigarette!
Gradually, I wondered: What the hell is this guy doing? Why would he always sneak back to the wild woman's home with all kinds of very natural excuses?
After a while, Dibazi spitted smoke rings in his mouth and walked out of the building leisurely.
Looking at Dibazi's mysterious expression, I decided to avoid Dibazi and go to prostitution for a wild woman alone.
Afterwards, the wild woman kissed my cheek and whispered: Brother, this should have been like this for a long time. From now on, you will come alone!
Why?
He will not only play with me for nothing
The wild woman said hatefully: I'll still draw my money!
oh,
I suddenly realized that every time I got a woman, Dibazi slipped back on the pretext of giving me a pimp fee from the wild woman. Hehe, what a dibazi, your mother was a prostitute when she was alive. Did you? When you grow up, you will be a pimp.
I thought to myself: Dibazi, you are too fucking unintentional. I invite you to drink every day and pay you to circumcision, but you kid still earn my money
Lao Zhang, cut it out,
Di Bazi invited me out to prostitution women again, and I asked coldly: Di Bazi, how much did you fucking tips on me?
this,
Di Bazi knew that the filling was leaked, so he murmured for a while, and then explained: Lao Zhang, if I don’t smoke this money, you won’t get it. Besides, I smoked their money, but I didn’t spend it myself, so I bought wine. Lao Zhang, you have also drunk my wine a lot!
Di Bazi, is it dirty to make this money?
What are you afraid of!
ha,
The old woman pulled the long- worn and bright abacus beads, making a burst of harsh sounds: Ah, it's great, the workers can finally pay their wages! Factory Director,
The old woman handed the bill to me with a spring breeze on her face: Factory Director, this is a printing fee list. Please send it to the agency for reimbursement and then pay the workers!
oh,
I looked at it briefly and actually, I didn't understand anything. It said how much is the paper per page, how much is the printing cost, and how much is the binding cost. I couldn't understand it at all. I didn't want to look closely. I asked the old woman in a daze: Aunt Li, is this money enough to owe the workers three months' wages!
That's not enough!
The old woman shook her head: If there is all this, it's almost the same. The factory manager, I can pay this month's salary. The workers are very grateful to you. A few days ago, the workers were busy day and night while praising you. They all said that although our factory manager is young, he is very capable of doing business. The factory finally started again and we have work to do.
Oh well!
I thought to myself: Learn from Han Dalaba, he multiplies on the original bill by eating, repairing cars, etc., and I will do the same thing as I can
Thinking of this, I picked up the pen, and took the total amount of funds in the old woman's bill, and generously multiplied a 2, and then pushed it to the old woman: Aunt Li, this account is recalculated!
This, twice!
The old woman looked at me tremblingly: Factory Director, how can I calculate this?
I don’t care. You can calculate whatever you want. Just write it according to the number I wrote and write it casually. I will handle the reimbursement matters! You can calculate it with confidence!
Factory Director,
The old woman tweaked the abacus beads again, and finally handed the bill to me tremblingly: Just follow the number you wrote, I'll press them all, I'll give it to you!
OK,
I took the bill, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said to the old woman: Aunt Li, you can wait to get the check to the bank to withdraw money!
Well, ah, ha,
When I pushed the bill to Han Dalaba, Han Dalaba's eyes widened: Xiao Zhang, why is this so much money?
Director Han,
I said confidently: The raw materials have all increased prices, so the printing fee has to increase. Are there any questions? The water has increased. Director Han, are you free at night? I'll ask you to take a sauna!
Well, ah, ha,
When Han Dalaba heard this, he waved his pen on the bill happily: Yes, I'm free, Xiao Zhang, I'm signing. As for whether the accounting room can be reimbursed, I can't control it!
hey-hey,
I took the bill into my hand: See you in the evening, Director Han!
I murmured in my heart: Han Dalaba, you don’t have to worry about whether you can be reimbursed. My wife is an accountant. I don’t worry about this matter.
Ah──,
When Sister Xu saw the number of people on the bill, she looked embarrassed: My heart, why is it so much money? What did Han Daluan print?
he,
I lit a cigarette, vomited a cigarette ring at my wife, and then said seriously: He held a conference and printed all the materials, and the number of printing was very large, and it was distributed throughout the province, and the article was written long and smelly. Wife, how about it, can the printing fee be not much?
Let me discuss with the leader!
Sister Xu walked into the accounting room
You can hurry up, the workers can wait for the money to pay!
I shouted
I returned to the printing factory office, and the old lady accountant asked me urgently: Factory Director, have you reported it?
Give,
I took out the check that had not been dry yet and handed it to the old woman: Save it in the bank quickly. Tomorrow, I will pay the workers, pay all the three-month salary, and report all the medical expenses owed to retired workers! Go,
oops,
The old woman was so happy that the wrinkles on her face burst into laughter: Factory Manager, you are so good!
Start a capital investment, start a capital investment,
……
The next day at noon, the office was filled with joyful workers, and their pairs of hot eyes looked eagerly at the bundles of colorful and brand new banknotes. Yes, the workers were so hard that they had not received a penny of salary for a hundred days, and many people had to borrow money to live on their days.
Dibazi and I sat on the side and drank and chatted. The workers all cast extremely sincere and grateful eyes at me: Hello, factory manager!
Hello everyone!
Chiyako,
When the workers received their wages one by one and left the accounting room, the old woman shouted at Dibazi: Stop drinking, it's your turn,
hey-hey,
Dibazi put down his wine glass, took the money handed over by the old woman, spitted on his fingers, and counted: Wow, I finally started the investment, and I can finally be generous!
If you have money, do some serious things and buy new clothes to wear!
The old woman nagged at Dibazi: Look at your outfit, you can't get rid of your sleeves, your elbows are so tidy. Buy a new piece of clothing, don't make it like a beggar flower!
snort,
Dibazi disagreed: Just don’t show your butt, I’m just like that. If I were asked to put on new clothes, I wouldn’t be able to walk anymore!
The eighth son of Di is much older than me. If I go into detail, I should call him uncle.
This person is very short and has a strange appearance. Although he is almost middle-aged, he is homeless and has no children, and he has no children. He even has no household registration book. Di Bazi always said in a self-deprecating tone: In this world, there is no brick or tiles, and there is no household registration book, and the billions of Chinese people do not include me.
Di Bazi spent most of her life in prison. After being released from prison, she was placed in this printing factory on the verge of bankruptcy by the government as a key figure in the aid and education. She worked as a husband and a handyman. Under the care of the government, Di Bazi finally had a place to settle down.
Every morning, when workers came to the factory one after another, Dibazi started his breakfast, a cup of Laobai Dried, a plate of peanuts and a piece of hot steamed bun, and then poured it into his stomach, then poured it on the sofa chair and went to bed.
When he woke up, Dibazi pulled dirty and torn cloth shoes barefootly, carrying a large broom and swept the yard without any responsibility. Then, he threw the broom and walked into the office: Factory Director, what should I eat for lunch today?
Roasted chicken!
I took out a bill and Di Bazi's eyes lit up: Ha, good, good life!
You
The old woman talked: I just had a good reputation and met a rich factory manager!
So, Dibazi and I were carrying a roast chicken leg and swallowed it voraciously. I swallowed a sip of wine and asked Dibazi: Dibazi, why do you call such a name?
Don't know, I don't know either!
Dibazi continued to bite
What's your last name?
have no idea!
I don’t know what my surname is!
I really don’t know, oh, by the way, I remembered that when I was out of prison, in order to settle down, the police gave me a name, Liu Weidong, which means defending Chairman Mao!
But why choose the surname Liu for you?
Hehe, there are many surnames of Liu, Zhang, Wang, Li, Zhao, are there Liu (liu) everywhere?
But why didn’t your household registration be left behind?
snort,
Di Bazi put down his chicken legs and said hatefully: When my mother was alive, we rented someone else's house. When my mother died, I also went to the prison. After coming out, the prison police issued me a certificate. However, when I arrived at the local police station, I saw that although I had a certificate, I had no housing. What should I do if I was studying? Humph, this study, the settlement matters disappeared. Over time, the proof also made me lose it. As a result, I became a black man!
As Di Bazi said, he took out a broken small notebook: Factory Director, this is my only property!
oh,
I took it and opened it and saw Huohuo. It turned out that there was a small photo posted in the "Prostitute Certificate" issued during the national period. Dibazi pointed to the woman's avatar on it and said to me frankly: This is my mother! What a poor woman, she sold herself to earn money and raised my sister and I, but my sister was killed by someone, and I was so poor that I had nothing!
Your mother, she,
I was embarrassed to ask any more, but Dibazi was openly telling his pitiful, sad, and hateful journey of life. I was stunned and moved. Looking at Dibazi in front of me, an extraordinary little person, I felt it was very necessary to write a biography for him alone.
He should not drag his life experience into this article. In this way, the length will be more lengthy, uncontrollable, and there is no need to
There is another thing that I always can't figure out, the unrestrained and unrestrained Dibazi, a penniless pauper, a homeless homeless vagabond, and even met countless women who were sold out.
After getting along with me, whenever I had the chance, Dibazi circled his left hand into a hole, and then repeatedly poked it with the middle finger of his right hand: Lao Zhang, do you want this?
What to do?
I knew the consultant, but Dibazi continued to poke in a dirty way: Cut it out, do it!
Hehe, okay!
Life is absolutely good, let's go!
So, I stopped getting on the mobile phone, and got into the rich Don Juan with Dibazi, and the high-end car with dazzling light.
Always a few months ago, I was carrying a small lunch box. Whether it was windy or rainy, I had to walk out of the house on time and crowd the buses like fighting.
Today, I am very proud to have my own mount, and there is a mobile phone worth tens of thousands of yuan hanging on my butt egg.
Whenever I think of this, I am so unhappy!
I leisurely drove the high-end car that Sister Xu bought for me. Under the guidance of the local Bazi, I walked through the streets, walked around the alleys, and went to find the wild woman to be happy!
Every time I prostitute a wild woman, Dibazi would sit by the bed with a lewd smile on his face, and admired the wind and women and me rolling all over the bed without blinking, and he would do whatever he wanted: Hehe, Lao Zhang is so capable, Lao Zhang is so powerful!
Chiyako,
While I was rushing into the wild woman under me, I shouted at Dibazi: Come on!
Hey,
Dibazi took out his cock and said with a sad face: Lao Zhang, I am a little inappropriate!
What,
I turned my eyes to Dibazi's cock and discovered a new situation. Dibazi's foreskin was thick and long, and it penetrated its glans deeply: Why don't you cut it off?
I asked Dibazi: It's so long that it should have been cut off long ago, it's a big mistake!
No money!
Dibazi replied
After I persisted repeatedly, with the unremitting efforts of the wild woman, Dibazi's cock finally raised his head barely and stuffed it into the wild woman's vagina in a shiny way. Dibazi pierced a few times, and the wild woman laughed with a lewd look: "Baoty, it's soft, put it inside, like a silkworm pupa, hehe!"
Afterwards, I pulled Dibazi to a hospital and performed a foreskin ligation for him. After removing the stitches, I asked to appreciate Dibazi's new cock. Dibazi carefully took it out. I took a look and burst out laughing: Hahaha...
Dibazi's cock, the foreskin at the front end was cut off, and the glans finally saw the light of day. The foreskin cut in half formed a ridiculous ring of flesh, raised high, and put it on the red cock, bent me over, and Dibazi also grinned.
From now on, every time I go out to prostitution for a woman, I will appreciate that when the tall flesh ring is pushed and pulled out in the wild woman's flesh hole. The more I look at it, the more I feel funny.
Ah──,
Dibazi sighed and pulled out the cock that had ejaculated after ejaculation, gently pinched and expelled the residual sperm. I slapped my butt: Pay the money, pay the bill, leave
Ouch!
As soon as he walked downstairs, Di Bazi suddenly shouted: Lao Zhang, wait for me for a while, I forgot my lighter upstairs!
The first time, I didn’t care much. From now on, I frequently came out to prostitution for wild women. Every time I walked out of the cave, Di Bazi would always shout: No, I didn’t take my cigarette!
Gradually, I wondered: What the hell is this guy doing? Why would he always sneak back to the wild woman's home with all kinds of very natural excuses?
After a while, Dibazi spitted smoke rings in his mouth and walked out of the building leisurely.
Looking at Dibazi's mysterious expression, I decided to avoid Dibazi and go to prostitution for a wild woman alone.
Afterwards, the wild woman kissed my cheek and whispered: Brother, this should have been like this for a long time. From now on, you will come alone!
Why?
He will not only play with me for nothing
The wild woman said hatefully: I'll still draw my money!
oh,
I suddenly realized that every time I got a woman, Dibazi slipped back on the pretext of giving me a pimp fee from the wild woman. Hehe, what a dibazi, your mother was a prostitute when she was alive. Did you? When you grow up, you will be a pimp.
I thought to myself: Dibazi, you are too fucking unintentional. I invite you to drink every day and pay you to circumcision, but you kid still earn my money
Lao Zhang, cut it out,
Di Bazi invited me out to prostitution women again, and I asked coldly: Di Bazi, how much did you fucking tips on me?
this,
Di Bazi knew that the filling was leaked, so he murmured for a while, and then explained: Lao Zhang, if I don’t smoke this money, you won’t get it. Besides, I smoked their money, but I didn’t spend it myself, so I bought wine. Lao Zhang, you have also drunk my wine a lot!
Di Bazi, is it dirty to make this money?
What are you afraid of!
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