Chapter 29 Can I really not scold them?
In the spacious office, the sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the whole room warm.
In front of the table, a man unbuttoned his collar, and his smiling eyebrows twisted up unconsciously.
Tang Muqing frowned and looked at the 'bricks' in front of him, but couldn't help but ask, "Is this the phone you made with the code I gave you and the design drawing I gave you?"
As he said that, Tang Muqing stretched out his hand and wanted to pick it up with his fingers, but he held it up with two hands instead. He couldn't help but repeat again, "Tell me... what's the difference between this thing... and the big brother we use now?"
The difference is that the big brother is five pounds heavier, but this thing is ten pounds?
It was enlarged to the same proportion, but we still tried hard to make the screen a touch screen. Other than that, nothing has changed. The antenna that originally received the signal is still there. The thick battery seems to have been removed from a battery car, and there is also a press keyboard. , even... a twenty-six-key keyboard.
"That's right!" The face of the young man sitting next to him was full of the innocence and stupidity of his new entry into the society. After hearing this, he changed his mind with a look of surprise, "The boss's suggestion is very good, but in summary, this model is still the best." You’ll be welcome!”
Tang Muqing:...
popular?
Is it because if there is a burglar in your home, you can pick up your phone and give the other person a brick?
Tang Muqing moved his gaze from the bricks in front of him to the face of the project team leader, and said at a loss for words, "You are really a talent..."
We already have a touch screen, what kind of keyboard do we need?
In the future, there will indeed be mobile phones with keyboards and touch screens at the same time, but...
Whose touch-screen phone has a keyboard that is bigger than a calculator? He might as well go out carrying a laptop!
“I hope our products did not disappoint the boss!”
The young people in the room suddenly stood up and bowed deeply towards Tang Muqing, their voices full of high spirits.
Tang Muqing:...
Even more tired.
He sighed heavily and looked around the office several times, but saw nothing but black hair.
It's very good. After research, the hairline of such a new product doesn't have any risk at all.
Those who work on the Internet should not lose two hairs... It seems that they still haven't studied carefully enough.
but……
Why can't he be completely destroyed after traveling through time? !
Tang Muqing sighed again, threw what he was holding on the table, touched his pocket and looked at the people in the office.
Fine.
On duty.
"Take turns and report according to the group." Tang Muqing leaned back slightly, leaned back on the back of the chair and raised his chin, with a light smile on his face, gentle but with an undeniable meaning.
Everyone who bent down and bowed looked at each other and silently exited, leaving only five people in the room.
……
Zhu Fu Jingguang had just taken a chance and sniped two more people. After changing his clothes and hiding his gun, he drove back. Along the way, he felt that he was even more tired than the working prince Amuro Toru.
The front foot is to commit murder and arson, and the back foot is a virtuous and virtuous life assistant.
He has to pick up an employer who is working overtime at the moment. He heard that this is the first time the employer has worked overtime in more than 20 years.
He bought two cups of coffee and a snack. When he walked into the company, he felt that something was not right about the atmosphere.
The company where young people gathered should have been in full swing, but now it seems a little sluggish.
Several little girls gathered together to share tissues, sobbing and their eyes were red. In the tea room, several tall men were also crying, as if they felt that their careers had suffered a huge setback at this time.
"Junior Qing is so pitiful that he recruited a bunch of losers like us!"
"He feels so guilty. I feel uneasy with this salary!!!"
"He asked me to look in the mirror and see if my hairline was worthy of the compensation he gave me..."
Amidst all the sounds, Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyelids twitched slightly and he walked to the door of the office.
Through a frosted glass door, the young man's gentle and smiling voice came out. It was so soft that people couldn't help but clench their fists.
"I really envy your skin. It's so well-maintained. Tell me how you take care of it."
"What do you think? With such little face, you should save a little bit of embarrassment."
"You... forget it, I'm afraid you'll be happy even if I scold you."
"Gold doesn't even shine, are you planning to blind me with your few shards of glass?"
"Good boy, if I slap you twice like this, have your brains been shaken up? Do you want me to help you with the brick you invented?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang paused, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
He glanced at the nearby door and recalled the crying young faces he had seen along the way. Finally, he couldn't bear to push the door in and try to save the young employee who was in dire straits.
"Mr. Obara is here?" Tang Muqing quickly looked back, waved and pulled out a chair beside him, and said softly: "Wait for me a moment, I still have 80 mentally retarded people to train."
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
Got it, today is the time for the funder to talk.
Tang Muqing shook a document in his hand, raised his head and looked at the people standing in front of the desk with doubtful eyes, his voice was full of sincerity, "Baby, this makes me very sad."
As soon as the words fell, the men and women in the room suddenly bent over and said sorry. They secretly wiped the corners of their eyes and quickly went out, preparing to inform the next group of people to be punished.
Although the scolding wasn't very unpleasant, seeing Junior Tang Mu's sad expression really made me blame myself...
Tang Muqing sighed softly and watched Zhu Fu Jingguang put the coffee cup in front of him, then took out the snacks and handed them over on paper, "Mr. Obara, I'm very sad."
"Well..." Zhu Fu Jingguang was startled for a moment. After scanning the planning books flying around the room, he couldn't help but try to persuade him, "Being angry is harmful to your health. The employees are very young and there is still room for improvement."
How irritable, it seems that Tang Muqing has thrown away countless documents.
Was his employer actually a boss like this?
"They still have some time before graduation." Tang Muqing pointed outside, the smile on his face disappeared and turned into disappointment, and he asked seriously, "I want to stamp and sign their internship certificate, internship salary and big company Employees with two years of service are the same. The company will never work overtime. The technical problems have been solved. All you need to do is follow the route I set. There is no shortage of fruit snacks and afternoon tea."
Having said this, Tang Muqing looked up at Zhu Fu Jingguang with sincere eyes, "Can't I really scold them?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
That's a bit of a scolding.
"Yes." Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, put the snack into Tang Muqing's hand, pushed the coffee next to him, and said softly: "Eat something, drink something, take your time."