Several people sat down again, Yang Jun turned around and said to Wang Erwa.

"Old Wang, you personally take Gao Jie through the entry procedures."

When Wang Erwa heard this, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes.

My niece is studying under Gao Jingtao, and she is worried that she cannot thank him.

Yang Jun's pillow was delivered in time, and it just made up for the apology he felt in his heart.

"Okay, no problem, leave it to me."

Then, Wang Erwa stood up and waved to Gao Jie.

"Let's go, girl, I'll take you to report."

Gao Jingtao bowed slightly to Wang Erwa and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

"It's easy, you're welcome."

After saying that, he led Gao Jie to report.

After Gao Jie left, Ma Jingtao was still absent-minded and couldn't bring himself to do anything.

Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled and said, "Teacher Gao, the human resources department is downstairs. Why don't you go over and take a look?"

After hearing this, Gao Jingtao's face turned slightly red, and then he said awkwardly,

"It's not that I'm worried, it's just that this kid is... very careless."

"I'm just afraid that this child will cause trouble to Mr. Wang, so I... better go and have a look."

After Gao Jingtao finished speaking, he smiled apologetically.

Then I went downstairs embarrassedly.

It can be seen how much Gao Jingtao loves his daughter.

It is simply a treasure in the palm of your hand.

At the age of ten**, he has not yet gone to the countryside to join the queue, which shows that Teacher Gao has done a lot of work for his daughter, and now he can no longer resist, so he begged Yang Jun.

After they left, Yang Jun continued to process the documents.

In the office.

Yang Jun was explaining some work issues to Huang Yani.

At this time, the door rang, and before Yang Jun could agree, a person walked in from the door.

Yang Jun just wanted to get angry, but when he saw the person coming, he turned around and said to Huang Yani,

"You go ahead and do your work first. Then you can find time to come over and work on your work later."

Huang Yani smiled at the person coming, and then said,

"Okay, director, I'm going back first."

After saying that, Huang Yani left.

"I asked you to knock on the door when you come in. After all, I am also your direct boss." Yang Jun complained.

Mu Sheng sat directly on the sofa, ignoring Yang Jun and rummaging around on the bottom of the coffee table.

"Look what you said, didn't I knock on the door?"

After hearing this, Yang Jun was choked up and rolled his eyes.

Your uncle, do you call this knocking on the door?

Do you know what knocking on the door is?

If someone knocks on the door, you can only come in with permission.

After knocking on the door, you walked in directly without giving anyone any time to respond. Is this also called knocking on the door?

"When did you learn this habit of rummaging around as soon as you come in?"

Mu Sheng was very disappointed when he didn't find anything good. He threw the empty tea box away and stared, saying,

"I heard that guy Lao Wang often comes here to rob. If I don't come here often, wouldn't I be able to get nothing?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he was furious.

"Sir, with your two morals, even a shopping mall can't stand to be built like this."

Today Wang Erwa came to rob, and tomorrow Mu Sheng came to search again. As for the others, he couldn't even save anything good in his office.

"Hey, speaking of the mall, I just wanted to tell you."

Mu Sheng stood up and sat down directly on Yang Jun's desk.

"This place is almost decorated. I want to take advantage of the New Year to replenish the goods and start business directly after the New Year."

"Come on, the mall is under your control now anyway. You know what to do better than me." Yang Jun looked disapproving.

Mu Sheng was speechless after hearing this, rolled his eyes and said,

"You put it lightly, if you don't allocate money, how can I buy goods?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled awkwardly.

I forgot about this. If you don’t have money, who will buy it for you?

"Tell me, how much do you need?"

"Two hundred thousand." Mu Sheng said, holding up two fingers.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

"You open a gold shop? Do you need so much money?"

"Hey, I see that you are not a family member and don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. Let me calculate the account carefully for you."

Mu Sheng got down from the table, pulled out a piece of paper, picked up a pen and calculated.

"Let's start with the four major items. Bicycles of various brands need to be purchased. For 180 yuan each, at least 40 are needed; watches cost 150 yuan each, at least 50 are needed; sewing machines cost 120 yuan each, and 100 are needed.

, the radio is 210 yuan, forty units are available first, and the electric fan is 190 yuan each, and I want 100 units."

"Now let's count the daily necessities, souvenirs, agricultural production materials, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, soap, kerosene, ready-made clothes, cloth shoes, leather shoes, drinks, cigarettes, alarm clocks, glass crafts, various canned fruits, various grains, vegetables,

meat……"

Listening to Mu Sheng's endless accounts, Yang Jun realized that the two hundred thousand he wanted was really not much.

Shopping malls are different from supply and marketing cooperatives in that they have more complete functions and richer varieties.

In addition to selling some basic daily necessities, we also sell some uncommon items.

When the shopping mall was originally built, various uses were fully considered.

The mall has three floors in total, and each floor has a specific purpose.

Thousands of employees live in the steel rolling mill, and if you add in some surrounding factories, there will be tens of thousands of people in total. If the infrastructure is not complete, it will not be able to meet the daily life of the residents.

"Okay, okay, don't read it anymore. Isn't it enough if I approve the money?"

Yang Jun's ears were about to become calloused, so he quickly waved his hand to stop him from reading any more.

"Your uncle, how easy is it for me?"

Mu Sheng rolled his eyes and wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"How can I not do my best to hold your job? Asking you for money is like asking for your life."

Yang Jun smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, even if I'm wrong, fine, I'll have the finance department approve the money for you right away."

When Mu Sheng heard this, he immediately glared and said, "What do you mean, forget it, it's your fault in the first place."

"Okay, it's my fault, okay."

After the two of them talked about the shopping mall, Mu Sheng took a cigarette from Yang Jun's desk and lit it.

After lighting the fire, he looked at Yang Jun and simply put the pack of cigarettes into his pocket.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jun opened the drawer, took out two pieces of Chinese medicine from the space and handed them to him.

"When did your kid learn to smoke?"

Mu Sheng was not polite, found a newspaper, wrapped the cigarette and put it aside.

Sitting on the sofa, he crossed his legs and said.

"You will start smoking at the age of eighteen, even earlier than you."

"Even though I, the King of Soldiers, look so glamorous on the outside, you don't know how much pain I endured behind the scenes. In order to be the best scout, I was afraid of exposing myself during missions, so I quit smoking as soon as I was cruel."

"Fortunately, now that I have changed my career, I don't have to suffer this anymore. I want to make up for all the hardships I have endured over the years."

After hearing this, Yang Jun also realized something.

If anyone in the world can understand Mu Sheng's inner pain best, I'm afraid there is no one else but him.

The King of Soldiers, despite his appearance, the hardship behind his back is ten times and a hundred times that of others. Once he becomes the tip of the pyramid, it means he is praised so high that he cannot come down. No matter what the reason, he
To be continued...