Qin Ze woke up naturally at seven o 'clock in the morning, half an hour later than his usual six o' clock. He was probably exhausted from last night.
Wang Zijin was lying in his arms with her face buried in his chest. Her messy hair covered her face, and one of her legs was on his waist. She was sleeping soundly.
She had turned off the air conditioner when she went to bed. Perhaps she felt cold in the middle of the night, so she subconsciously moved closer to the heater beside her.
Wang Zijin's body was very soft, unlike his sister's. His sister's body was very elastic and flexible, especially her small waist. It was simply enjoyable to hug.
Sister Ziwei's body was really soft, soft and cute. Thinking of this, Qin Ze touched her little butt with one hand. It was warm and soft to the touch, and it was very elastic.
At this time, Wang Zijin mumbled and opened her eyes.
Her biological clock was exactly seven o 'clock in the morning.
Wang Zijin rubbed her eyes. Her sleepy expression was very cute. Thinking of this … the sun was not bad today.
"Why haven't you left yet? What if I get up?" Wang Zijin sat up and pushed him with her little hand.
"Sister Ziwei, don't set flags. I'm experienced in this." Qin Ze also sat up.
Wang Zijin looked at him with a complicated expression. "Azé, you're such a gentleman."
Qin Ze said happily, "Sister Ziwei, I have absolute respect for you."
However, he felt that Sister Ziwei's gaze was strange. Was it an illusion?
"Gentleman, hurry up and go back to your room." Wang Zijin curled her lips.
"Let me hug you for five more minutes, just five more minutes." Qin Ze shamelessly moved closer to her.
This was a rare opportunity. Wang Zijin would at most let him hug her waist and kiss her lips. Anything more than that, she would not give him.
"Shoo, shoo, shoo." Wang Zijin lifted the blanket and chased Qin Ze out of bed. Then, she saw the man's crotch that was always propped up in the morning. She blushed and scolded, "Stinky hooligan."
Qin Ze thought to himself, Luckily I'm a hooligan. If I couldn't be a hooligan in the morning, you would be the one crying. In addition, the radio calisthenics was still very useful. The recovery rate was very good.
"Then I'm leaving." Qin Ze got out of bed and put on his cotton slippers.
Wang Zijin was lying on the bed, yawning and playing with her phone. She crossed her feet that were wearing cotton socks, and her small butt was very curvy.
After leaving Sister Ziwei's room and closing the door, she turned around and saw the door of the big bathroom open. Her sister walked out with messy hair and squinted eyes.
"Why did you come out of Zijin's room?" Qin Bao Bao glanced at him.
"I, I woke up late today. When I woke up, I came to wake her up. Let's do morning exercises together later." Qin Ze was so scared that he peed his pants.
The small tent shrank back with a "chirp".
"Oh, I want to go back to sleep. Wake me up at eight for breakfast." Her sister squinted and turned back to her room.
"You, you have a toilet in your room."
"… Yes, I forgot. I thought I was at mom and dad's house. I forgot that we were back in our own house." Qin Bao Bao scratched his head and slammed the door.
Elder Sister must be muddle-headed from her sleep!
Obviously, he was being intimate with his girlfriend. Why did it seem like he was having an affair? He was scared, but Wang Zijin was also scared to death. The style was completely wrong.
He always felt that Sister Ziwei was the little wife, and his sister was the husband. He … was the old man next door.
Hey, thinking about it this way, the style was actually very similar.
Qin Ze: "…"
The Spring Festival holiday passed quickly. Tens of millions of people flocked back to Shanghai. After the Spring Festival, there was a railway boom.
The Internet complained incessantly. Netizens complained that they didn't want to go back to work and lamented that the holiday was short.
Baoze's company group had more than 200 people. The company's total number was less than 10 people. Now, it expanded wildly and the number of people skyrocketed to more than 200. Su Yu's ability to manage the company was absolutely first-class.
However, she admitted that she was almost at a bottleneck. If the scale continued to expand, it would be very difficult for her. Therefore, she wanted to discuss with Qin Ze and promote a general manager from the senior managers.
The two of them talked about the 108 postures during the break.
"I'm going to work tomorrow. I'm so tired. I want to stay at home and mold."
"Every time the holiday ends, I'm very homesick."
"I've already carried my bag and set off silently. Brothers, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Li Linfeng, the manager of the investment department, said, "At the beginning of the new year, everyone continue to work hard and take care of each other."
With that, he sent a red envelope.
"Thank you, boss."
"Thank you, boss."
"Long live boss."
A lot of people grabbed the red envelope and sent thank you pictures. The lurkers were blown out.
Soon, the second manager jumped out, copied and pasted Li Linfeng's words and sent red envelopes.
After the six managers sent red envelopes, more than a dozen team leaders took over and sent red envelopes.
The group was raining red envelopes. Qin Ze didn't say a word and silently grabbed red envelopes. If he was lucky, he got dozens of yuan. If he was unlucky, he got a few yuan.
Happy!
He couldn't help but think of the words on the Internet: In the past, he didn't even look at one or two yuan. Now, whoever sends more than 50 yuan will cry with joy and shout, "Thank you, boss!"
The times are regressing!
After snatching for a long time, someone suddenly @ him. Li Linfeng: Qin Ze, boss, it's your turn to send red envelopes.
"Boss Qin, please send red envelopes."
"Boss Qin, please send red envelopes."
"Boss Qin, we want red envelopes."
.....
In an instant, there were dozens of @ s.
Qin Ze didn't want to bother. The employees were making a fuss in the group. As the boss, it wasn't convenient for him to chat.
But Li Linfeng obviously didn't want to let him go. "Boss Qin, I saw that you snatched every red envelope just now."
In that case, Qin Ze sent out a red envelope without hesitation.
"Oh, f * ck!"
"20 yuan?"
"I'll give you 50 yuan."
"I, I … 1 yuan."
The poor employees were crying. Other managers had red envelopes of a few hundred yuan. You, on the other hand, only got 5 yuan?
Big boss?!
Qin Ze: [Sent a red envelope.]
In three seconds, all 20 red envelopes were snatched.
“.....”
"10 yuan."
"10 yuan."
"It's all 10 yuan."
Li Linfeng: [Wiping sweat.]
Jiang Jinguo: [Wiping sweat.]
Wang Guoqing: [Wiping sweat.]
All the employees: [Wiping sweat.]
Qin Ze: [Sent a red envelope.]
In three seconds, all the red envelopes were snatched.
"Boss Qin, you can't do this. Still 10 yuan?"
"10 yuan."
"10 yuan."
"Hahaha, you bunch of weaklings. I'll give you 20 yuan."
"Hahaha, 20 yuan weaklings. I'll give you 25 yuan."
Reality proved that the times were indeed regressing. People's hearts were easily satisfied.
Qin Ze: "I'm done playing. Inform everyone that next year's red envelopes will be cancelled for everyone who's late and asks for leave."
The employees were so excited that they clapped and posted pictures.
Three thousand red envelopes were equivalent to half a month's salary for many people. The benefits were reasonable.
Baoze's scale was not large. Compared to some financial giants, it was very young. But it was definitely not weak. In fact, it was full of vitality. First of all, Qin Ze was a golden signboard and a stabilizing force. Second, there was no messy faction fighting in the company at the moment. Even if they didn't get along like a family, at least they were living in harmony and working together.
As for the future, they could talk about it later.
Qin Ze had the low-level system, which meant that he could be in charge of the company alone. He didn't need to attract investment or recruit talents with shares.
Maybe he could build a business empire.
Although his system was unreliable, it was still a system.
With the low-level system, he could control the world.
Hahaha!
Ding! "Task released. Host, please build a business empire within two years. If you succeed, you will be rewarded with 100,000 points. If you fail, the corresponding points will be deducted." The system sneered.
"What?" Qin Ze was dumbfounded.
The words "business empire" were used too many times, just like "I'm in charge of my own destiny."
The young people kept saying, "Build your own business empire."
Just a few seconds ago, Qin Ze was also one of the young people.
What was a business empire? The literal meaning: business empire.
In layman's terms, it was rich! It was big!
Business empire, in the past, had a more layman's meaning. The top 500 companies in the world could be called a business empire.
Two years?
What a joke, the low-level system would only provide him with some "creativity". It wouldn't create something out of nothing. Asking him to build a business empire brick by brick … How could he live?
This was an impossible task. It was certain that he would be deducted 10,000 points.
10,000 points …
The ending was that the system left him. He went from being the protagonist of Long Aotian to being a passerby.
"Please!" Qin Ze exclaimed in shock. "Sir System, please listen to my explanation!"
"Carefully your ass." The system scolded.
"I wasn't asking for it in my heart. It was purely fantasizing. Can you tell the difference between the two?" Qin Ze said hurriedly, "The former is setting up a goal to achieve. The latter is knowing that it's impossible to achieve, or it won't be achieved in a short time, so it's fantasizing in your heart."
"Okay, then cancel the mission," the system said in a serious tone.
"Eh? So straightforward? "Qin Ze was surprised.
The system could operate like that? A mission issued could be canceled at will?
This low-level system could defy the program?
"Besides, I'm not low-level enough to fall out with you. I'm just comparing, comparing … to know my place. Unlike those lowly systems that cause trouble all the time. " The system found a reason for itself, then quickly changed the topic, "The mission just now didn't come from the program. It was just me saying it casually."
"Casually?" Qin Ze remembered that the system's tone just now seemed to be sneering.
In the past, when it issued missions, its voice was a standard electronically synthesized voice without any fluctuations.
Qin Ze sighed in relief.
"But, salted fish, didn't you forget something?" The system changed the topic.
"What is it?"
"The mission, the mission to become a big shot in the entertainment industry within two years. It's already been four months. Your Tianfang Entertainment is developing slowly, making the system anxious. At this rate, you'll at most reach the title: Small Fame. Not the title: Salted Fish Big Boss. "
"Then what should I do?" Qin Ze frowned deeply.
"System:" … "
Who's the system, who's the host? You want me to do your mission? Do I have nothing better to do than to issue missions myself and use my own brain to complete them?
"Maybe I should have entered your sister's brain that day instead of choosing you. Probably because there's a slut living in my heart. "The system gritted its teeth.
"Eh, it's quite interesting to think about it. Then Qin Bao Bao will produce and sell her own products, write her own songs, sing her own songs, start her own company, and with her beauty, she'll definitely attract hatred everywhere. Today, she'll fight this person, tomorrow, tomorrow, she'll fight that person, all the way out of the country, all over the world. Just thinking about it makes me sick." Qin Ze's imagination was running wild.
"I think she'll be the first to fight you."
"Why?"
"She'll send you to Europe for treatment."
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