The defense of the mourning community

Property manager Ling Qing: [@Everyone who haven’t paid the property fee yet, remember to pay this year’s property fee as soon as possible. [Rose][Rose][Rose]]

Property manager Ling Qing: [@民民人 who do not live in the community for the time being, can also contact the property to handle the vacancy of the house, so that part of the property fee can be reduced or exempted. [kiss][kiss][kiss]]

Property manager Ling Qing: [@Everyone Xiaonian arrives, sweep the house, clean up, welcome the new year, and celebrate the festive season.The weather is cold, owners remember to keep warm while avoiding open flames [Comparison]]

The three WeChat messages were sent to the owner group, which belonged to a hot face with a cold butt, and no one cared.

However, Ling Qing, the property customer service manager of the Manhattan community who sent this message, didn't take it seriously. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and didn't even read the content of the owners' blowing water in the WeChat group chat, and directly switched WeChat Go to Taobao and Pinduoduo, and focus on how many couriers you still have on the way.

The New Year is just around the corner, and the express delivery is about to stop. If it stops in the middle of the road, it will be delivered after the next year. If it is delivered after the new year, I don’t know if I can receive it...

Ling Qing looked at the screen with a lot of thoughts, calculating the time when the courier would be received, when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Brother Ling, what did you buy again?" My colleague Qian Meili stood behind her with a bottle of water, looked at his computer screen and asked, "Is there any wool to pick up recently?"

Since the last Double Twelve, when Ling Qing was furious with her and bought four boxes of tissue paper for 90 yuan and ten pairs of socks for 30 yuan, Qian Meili knew that this customer service manager who had not been here for a long time was by no means Good class, is a ruthless character.

Ling Qing smiled, but said in a relaxed manner: "I didn't buy anything, just some New Year's goods."

"Oh yes, it's time to buy new year's goods." Qian Meili sat down next to him, took a breath when she saw the number of packages waiting to be received, and couldn't help but said: "But brother Ling, you bought too much. How many people celebrate the New Year?"

"Just me." Ling Qing said.

Qian Meili had a meal: "well, I don't see that Brother Ling, you eat a lot because you are so skinny."

Ling Qing smiled, looked at her, hesitated for two seconds, and said, "Beautiful, you should also stock up on more things. During the Chinese New Year, express delivery stops and many restaurants don't open, so I'm ready to eat there just in case I want to eat."

Qian Meili shook her head: "No, I'm going home for the New Year this year. My hometown has everything for farming and raising pigs, so I don't need to buy it from outside. I'll leave after the meeting with the owner this afternoon, and I'll bring it to Brother Ling. Order sausages and eat them, the taste is much better than those bought outside."

When it came to going home for the New Year, Qian Meili smiled brightly. She looked at Ling Qing and asked, "What about you? Are you staying in the community for the New Year this year and not going home?"

Everyone knows that Ling Qing’s house was bought in the community, and it’s just upstairs of the property center. You can clock in by sitting in the bedroom, and the real commute to work only takes 5 minutes. It’s enviable.

"My parents have both passed away, so I only have this one home. I stay in the community during the Chinese New Year and just happen to be on duty." Ling Qing said in a low voice, "The salary of the Chinese New Year shift is three times higher, so don't miss it."

Qian Meili's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Ling Qing's parents to have passed away, but the next second she heard that the salary for shifts during the Chinese New Year was three times the salary, and she remembered that this year the company decided that the salary for shifts from the first day to the seventh day of the new year would be three times the salary.

"Brother Ling, are you here for seven days during the Chinese New Year?"

Ling Qing nodded: "Yes."

Qian Meili was silent, but she quickly looked away. Although the triple salary would still be paid, once this year was missed, it would be gone.

She put down the water glass in her hand and said, "I'm going to have a meeting with the owner later. Brother Ling, how many owners have paid after you sent out the news about the property fee in the past two days? Manager Wang asked me to pull a detailed list."

Ling Qing chuckled, and directly opened the backstage to let Qian Meili see it by herself.

No more, no less, Zhengzheng Yuanyuan saw Qian Meili slapping her thigh when she saw a zero: "Aren't you sending reminders every day? Why is it still zero?"

"The name of the community doesn't change for a day, let alone I send messages, even if I beat gongs, drums and shouts in the community every day, it's useless." Ling Qing comforted her, "It's good to have a meeting in the afternoon to decide on the new name of the community."

Qian Meili frowned: "Actually, I think the name Manhattan Community is very good, and it is louder and easier to pronounce. It can be remembered as soon as it is heard. It is not much different from Manhattan."

Ling Qing choked, and said seriously: "There is still a big difference."One sounds like an elite with coffee in the CBD, and the other is a native of our village. His uncle and his second uncle are his uncle's feelings. The image of the owner makes a sharp 180-degree turn, and his style is like a landslide.

"In short, the community has changed its name, and the owners have no excuse to protest against not paying the property fee. There must be many people coming to pay the property fee." Ling Qing said.

Qian Meili, who was looking carefully at the payment of the owner's property fee, nodded: "Some people will pay it, and some owners just don't want to pay the property fee and delay it deliberately, such as..."

She paused for a while while sliding the mouse, and suddenly turned to look at Ling Qing with a serious expression: "Brother Ling, why didn't you pay your own property fees?"

Ling Qing: ...

Oh, found out.

He was silent for two seconds, staring into Qian Meili's eyes, and said earnestly and gently, "Lili, if I tell you that the world will end on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, would you believe it?"

Qian Meili: "Huh?"

Ling Qing: "From the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, zombies are walking around in this society, and everyone is dying. Why do you think I still have to pay the property fee?"

What is this with?Qian Meili was taken aback when she heard that, and just wanted to ask Ling Qing if she was okay, and if she was okay, eat some plums.

It turned out that Ling Qing's serious face didn't look like a joke.After being silent for two seconds, she suddenly picked up the infrared thermometer next to her and pointed it at Ling Qing's head.

36 degrees 5, body temperature is very normal.Very well, rule out the possibility of fever, then only the possibility of going crazy is left.

After thinking about it for a while, Qian Meili tried to say euphemistically: "Brother, sometimes you are prone to hallucinations when you are under too much mental pressure. Seeing a doctor is one thing. There is a gym near our community. Why don't you get a card?" , Exercising more and sweating more will make you sleep better at night."

Ling Qing looked at her: "What I said is true, don't take this opportunity to solicit customers for the gym, I know that fitness trainer you have taken a fancy to."

Qian Meili blushed, corrected her attitude with a cough, and asked earnestly, "Brother Ling, have you read any posts that predict the end of the world recently? You can't just believe what your network neighbors say. Is there an anti-fraud app?"

Ling Qing shook her head: "I didn't read the post, I had a dream myself."

Qian Meili: ...

Brother, this dream is not as good as reading posts online.

She looked at Ling Qing with a complicated face, and said patiently: "I believe what you said, Brother Ling, is true, but even if there is a wave of zombies on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, it will be next month. Today's affairs are over today, this Monthly property fees still have to be paid.”

Qian Meili was moved with emotion: "It's the New Year's Eve, why bother the property management, we all have the same fragile soul."

Ling Qing looked at her for two seconds, feeling that he was not that fragile, got up and left with his mobile phone: "I have a courier, go and get a courier first."

"Don't go." Qian Meili grabbed him, "Brother Ling, you know how annoying Manager Wang is, so please take pity on me, please pay the property fee."

"Li, there are so many people who haven't paid the property fee, so I'm the only one missing." Ling Qing turned his head and tore his hand off.

"It's just you who took the lead in paying the property fee to break the ice. Please, this is really important to me." Seeing that he was unmoved, Qian Meili said cruelly, "You paid this month's property fee, I will Willing to continue listening to your zombie stories."

Ling Qing really stopped. He watched her silent for two seconds, and said coldly: "You are not sincere, you just want to collect property fees, not really want to see the future."

Qian Meili: ...

Ling Qing insisted on leaving, but Qian Meili refused to let him go. When the two were arguing, the security captain Qin Dali walked in and saw that the two colleagues seemed to be fighting or dancing Cha Cha.

As a qualified security guard, no matter what they were doing, even eating bear biscuits, Qin Dali would separate them.

In an instant, he stepped forward and pulled the two of them apart one by one, and said in his mouth: "Speak up if you have something to say, we are all colleagues, gentlemen talk but don't move, we are adults, don't fight."

"There's no fight, I'm talking to Brother Ling." Qian Meili was stopped by Qin Dali, and when she saw Ling Qing was about to leave, she hurriedly said, "Brother Ling, don't leave, I'm really sincere, and I'm willing to listen."

Ling Qing didn't stop walking, and walked out the door without a coat on. As a result, the door of the warm property center was shaken by the cold wind, and she quickly wrapped her property uniform tightly.

Qian Meili's reaction was within his expectations. After all, he thought it was impossible at the beginning. He only thought that he had a strange zombie dream. It was the successive events that made him believe in the reality of the dream.

Recalling that bloody dream a little bit, Ling Qing who was standing at the door of the rookie station couldn't help but tremble. The boss saw him coming, and pointed to a pile of couriers in the corner and said, "It's all yours, move it."

Ling Qing pushed the convenience cart equipped in the community and moved in full swing. He watched the express delivery and received the goods. After moving three times, some of them were taken back directly. After a little calculation, there were only two packages left that had not yet arrived. .

One is laundry detergent purchased online, and the other is Chinese cabbage potatoes and some vegetable seeds bought from rural vegetable farmers in the suburbs. As long as he has seeds and potatoes, plus the flowerpot soil he prepared at home before, he can be self-sufficient. The descendants of potatoes are endless.

Ling Qing was immersed in his great potato farming business, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, looking for his reputation, he saw his leader, Wang Chunfa, the property project manager of Manhattan community, looking at him with an old face.

With a thump in his heart, Ling Qing shouted that something was wrong.

"Ling Qing, what are you doing?"

Wang Chunfa walked over aggressively, looked at the courier in Ling Qing's hand and then at him, snorted and asked, "Did you come out to pick up the courier during working hours again? How many times have I told you? so."

Ling Qing was very annoyed by Wang Chunfa's leadership, but when he was trying to find an excuse for taking the courier, he saw a man in a black windbreaker and black sunglasses walking towards him.

He is tall and tall, his hair is combed meticulously with hairspray, and he wears black leather gloves, as if he is walking on the catwalk and hangs a sign telling everyone that I am an elite.

Before the person came to the front, a faint ocean smell of men's perfume came to the nose first.Ling Qing couldn't help frowning, wondering what kind of Wolf of Wall Street look it was.

The man walked up to Wang Chunfa and asked in a deep voice, "Manager Wang, what's wrong?"

Wang Chunfa's expression changed instantly, and he introduced eye drops to the man in suit and sunglasses next to him with a flattering expression: "Mr. Yi, let me introduce you, this is Ling Qing, the new customer service manager from our Manhattan community. I caught him taking the courier during working hours."

"Oh? Fishing at work?"

The man in sunglasses took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome face with the taste of a business elite, and smiled at Ling Qing, as if to make an announcement, telling this fisherman that you are fine and have attracted my attention.

He slowly stretched out his hand to Ling Qing, and said in a warm voice, "Hello, Manager Ling, my name is Yi Chengli."

Seeing that face as if struck by lightning, Ling Qing froze in place, let go of the courier in his hand and dropped it all over the floor, but his buttocks began to crazily lift his anus.

My God, what is he!

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Ling Qing: It is impossible to pay the property fee.

Yi Chengli: You guys are fishing, right?