Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing that Secretary Yang was sent to supervise the work at the nearby construction site, Jiang Zuo felt a little sympathetic at first, but after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Zuo vaguely felt that what happened to Secretary Yang now had something to do with the fact that he found him yesterday.

Thinking that Secretary Yang might have been tricked by him, Jiang Zuo was still a little guilty at first, but the funny appearance of Secretary Yang standing beside the construction site with ice slag on his face and slightly tight overalls and a cold face appeared in his mind. Jiang Zuo felt a little funny again.

Didn’t receive the task failure prompt, which means that Secretary Yang did not tell Fu Shiyu what he was looking for after taking the hush money yesterday, so Jiang Zuo felt that he was a trustworthy ally, and heard that Secretary Yang was assigned As a supervisor at the construction site next to him, if he laughed out loud in public, it seemed that he would be a little unkind to his allies.

For a moment, various emotions were mixed together, so that Jiang Zuo blinked and repeated: "Construction site...? Supervisor...?"

Jiang Zuo didn't understand: "...why?"

Recognizing that the person in front of him is the person next to Mr. Fu's pillow, the little employee was both excited and admirable, but Jiang Zuo stopped him to ask a small question, and he felt like he was being reused.His eyes were hot, and he wished he could take out all the news he heard for Jiang Zuo to listen to.

He said eagerly: "I heard what they said...Mr. Fu told Secretary Yang that he looks very distinctive in work clothes, so let him continue to wear them for the next week...to walk around the construction site... "

Jiang Zuo nodded, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it: "It's quite distinctive..."

After asking the little employee, Jiang Zuo asked the little employee to help him upstairs to tell Manager Li that he had gone back beforehand, and then went to the construction site to look for Secretary Yang based on his memory from yesterday.

After bypassing a low wall, he saw Secretary Yang standing under the sun with a cold face. He was wearing an ugly yellow hard hat on his head. His neck was flushed by the sun. A little tight due to shrinkage.

Seeing Secretary Yang's appearance, Jiang Zuo couldn't help laughing unkindly.

When Yang Xunqi heard the laughter, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Jiangzuo with sullen eyes.

Jiang Zuo hid behind the low wall, biting his wrist to keep himself from laughing out loud, but he didn't expect that the low wall was not as tall as him. He turned his head slightly to one side, and two non-stop Shaking eyebrows.

"..." Yang Xunqi turned his head with a cold face and stiff neck, and stopped looking at Jiang Zuo.

362 feels pitiful: Secretary Yang is too miserable, he will be laughed at if this happens, is it really okay for the host to be so heartless?

Jiang Zuo kept on "hahahahaha": Hahahahahaha I don't care if he lives or dies as long as I am happy hahahahahaha...

362:"……"

After laughing, Jiang Zuo walked out from the low wall frankly.

Yang Xunqi's face was not very good: "Ma'am, what's the matter today?"

When Jiang Zuo came to him yesterday, he should have reported the content of the conversation to Mr. Fu verbatim no matter what was nutritious or not. For the shabby five yuan, he pursed his lips and didn't mention this matter to Fu Shiyu, but he was not the only one in the company who had a mouth.

Mr. Fu knew from his subordinates that Jiang Zuo came to him yesterday, but he himself never meant to mention this matter to Mr. Fu, nor did he know what Jiang Zuo said to Fu Shiyu after he went back. Last night, he received a call from Mr. Fu asking him to stay at the construction site for a few days.

Jiang Zuo came to him again today, and Yang Xunqi didn't know how Mr. Fu would deal with him next.

Unknowingly, Jiang Zuo leaned over and said intimately: "Xiao Yang, did you help me think about what gift to buy when you went back yesterday?"

Yang Xunqi took a step back and distanced himself from Jiang Zuo: "Madam, if you want to please Mr. Fu, you should spend more time with Mr. Fu."

Even he knew that he was driven to the construction site this time because Mr. Fu expressed his dissatisfaction with Jiang Zuo's coming to find him, but Jiang Zuo didn't seem to receive such a clear hint.

Seeing that his allies are so indifferent today, Jiang Zuo is not discouraged: "Then Xiao Yang...can you lend me your phone so I can buy something from Taobao?"

Yang Xunqi lowered his head: "Madam, I usually don't use Taobao."

After a pause, he said again: "Even if you go to Taobao, will Madam still send the things you bought to the company, and then you will come to me to pick them up?... If Mr. Fu finds out, I'm afraid he won't be happy."

Yang Xunqi knew that Mr. Fu would become more suspicious and dissatisfied with him if he went back and forth like this. According to how much Mr. Fu loved Jiang Zuo, he might be the only one who would be unlucky at that time.

Jiang Zuo explained: "No, I want to send it to your house."

Yang Xunqi: "..." Then he can still live?

"Madam, if the frequency of contact with me is too frequent, needless to say, the people watching in the dark will report the matter to Mr. Fu."

Jiang Zuo subconsciously glanced behind him. For some reason, he remembered the princess in the first world. Jiang Zuo looked at Secretary Yang's head with pity. He lowered his head and thought for a while. Unfavorable, it is better to make a quick decision.

Jiang Zuo asked: "Then do you know where there is a small stall selling those cheap little things around here?"

Xiao Zhang, a helper next to him, heard the conversation between the two and came over: "I know, I know, there is a man in the alley behind the restaurant on the next street, and every day there is a small stall selling cheap things. son."

Jiang Zuo's eyes lit up, and he asked Xiao Zhang to take him there.

"I'll take you there." Secretary Yang worried that Xiao Zhang would take Jiang Zuo alone.

It's fine for the brick mover to run away, but if even the foreman is gone... Jiang Zuo said nonuo: "Then you are brazenly absent from work, aren't you?"

Yang Xunqi glared at Jiang Zuo, and asked Xiao Zhang to pay attention here instead, while he led Jiang Zuo to the place Xiao Zhang said.

Not far away, in a narrow alley behind the restaurant, there is indeed a small stall. Red and white cloth is spread on the floor, and there are all kinds of gadgets on it. A man wearing a washed white shirt is sitting on a red table. On the plastic bench, he didn't look tall, but his trousers were obviously a little short, and when he was sitting, he exposed a large section of white socks that were worn above his ankles.

When a guest came, he didn't raise his head to say hello, but just hunched over and buried himself in the work in hand.

Jiang Zuo squatted in front of the stall, lowered his head and picked up a big gold chain, and beckoned to Secretary Yang to let him squat down too.

Yang Xunqi was cold, his limbs were stiff and he squatted beside Jiang Zuo.

Jiang Zuo took the gold chain and gestured around Secretary Yang's neck: ... Wow, hanging it around the neck looks very social, trendy enough ... It should fit the temperament of a dog man ...

Looking at the yellow and vulgar fake chain in the vendor's hand, Yang Xunqi was full of disdain: "How could Mr. Fu like such a crude thing?"

Jiang Zuo touched the big gold chain in his hand, the more he looked at it the more he liked it, and asked the vendor: "How much is this?"

"35 yuan." The vendor raised his head and glanced at the chain on Jiang's left hand.

It turned out to be a double-digit luxury item, Jiang Zuo looked at the big gold chain in his hand reluctantly, and bargained: "...that... can it be cheaper?"

"20 yuan is the cheapest, and it can't be lowered." The peddler put down the work of wrapping the wire in his hand, took the big gold chain from Jiang Zuo's hand, and hung it in his palm to show Jiang Zuo how good he was. , turned upside down again, and said, "Look, this texture, this color is completely fake, whether you give it to someone or bring it yourself, it's very dignified."

If the 20 yuan from moving bricks before was not used to buy milk tea or bribe Secretary Yang, it would be just enough, Jiang Zuo was a little distressed: ... what can I do, but the milk tea is really delicious...

362: "..." I think you don't know how to repent.

Seeing Jiang Zuo's eager eyes, the peddler felt a little helpless, "...Then how much do you think is suitable? Tell me the number."

Jiang Zuo squatted in front of the stall, stretched out his index finger to poke the ground, and circled around a few times: "...Do you think four dollars are worth it?"

He took out all four coins in his trouser pocket and showed the empty trouser pocket to the stall owner.

The peddler shook his head and disagreed, "No, no, it's too little, at least ten yuan..." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again and continued with the work in hand.

His fingertips were a little rough and callused, but it was very clever, and soon he slowly wound a simple iron ring with a few silver and reddish-brown wires. The iron ring was about the thickness of a finger. A small silver and red flower was entwined, not very delicate, it even looked a little rough and simple, but after a long time, a trace of indescribable cuteness emerged from the ordinary roughness.

Jiang Zuo put down the big gold chain, took out four coins, and slapped them on the ground forcefully: "Give me four dollars worth of wire!"

Yang Xunqi was shocked instantly.

No one has ever bought wire, and the vendor didn't know how to calculate it, so he just grabbed a handful and gave it to Jiang Zuo, looking at the empty white trouser pocket he was still digging out, and the man squatting next to him still wearing his clothes. There are some tight work clothes, and there is no money to replace them with ones that fit, both of them looked stretched, "How about this, you can wrap a hundred of them for me, and I will sell you this chain for four yuan. "

As soon as he heard that he could buy the big gold chain he wanted most, Jiang Zuo happily pulled out a few wires from it. He squatted next to the vendor and followed suit.

Yang Xunqi stood up and stood impatiently by the wall, but glanced in Jiangzuo's direction from time to time.

The young man's fingers were very clumsy, even if he simply twisted a wire, he would be poked. He lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, looking a bit stubborn. A strand of hair slipped down his forehead as he lowered his head, and he was poked. Several times, the thin white fingers turned slightly red.

The weather was hot and dry, but fortunately the narrow alley was not exposed to direct sunlight, even so, the hot air was still stuffy, and after a while, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Jiang Zuo's nose.

After squatting for a long time, his legs became numb, so Jiang Zuo just sat down on the ground, winding the wire like a trafficker.

Yang Xunqi looked at Jiang Zuo, looked at it, and then thought that the gift that the young man bought for Mr. Fu used the money he earned from his own hard "work", instead of relying on Mr. Fu to get it. He also refused to accept his money.

Although the young man is stingy and twisted, half of the 20 yuan was used to buy milk tea, and only four yuan was spent on gifts for Mr. Fu, and even his own hush money was more than the money spent for Mr. Fu need more.

But what does Mr. Fu want?Secretary Yang was thinking, and his eyes fell on Jiang Zuo's side face again.

This kind of embarrassing and pitiful squatting next to the stall, but very serious, wants to choose a gift for Mr. Fu. In order to surprise him, he still wants to take a quarter of the 20 yuan as a hush money for himself. I'm afraid there is only one such person.

Yang Xunqi looked away, staring at the ants slowly crawling across the gray and white concrete floor, without saying a word.

After earnestly going around for an afternoon, only a few dozen circles were made. It was not until the sun set to the west that Jiang Zuo barely completed the hundred iron rings.

The peddler owner picked up the big gold chain, thought for a while, and wrapped it in an empty plastic bag from behind, wrapped it around a few times before handing it over to Jiangzuo, and then took the pile of iron chains around Jiangzuo just now. He picked one out of the ring and put it in his palm, "You can take this too."

"Thank you." Jiang Zuo took the plastic bag with a happy face.

[The side mission "Supplement to the original world plot line [-]" has been completed]

362: Please add the fourth of the original world plot line "give the target a gift on his birthday".

The fourth task sounded very simple, Jiang Zuo heaved a sigh of relief: This is ok.

Jiang Zuo stood up, bid farewell to the vendor, Yang Xunqi followed behind him, and the two walked out of the alley, only to see a car parked outside the narrow alley.

Jiang Zuo recognized that it was Fu Shiyu's car, and he took two steps forward, secretly stuffing his new big gold chain into his pocket.

When Jiang Zuo walked outside the car door, the car window was rolled down, revealing the man's face, but he looked not very energetic, he frowned slightly, his face was a little tired and pale after losing the blood.

Before Jiang Zuo had time to ask what was wrong, Fu Shiyu let go of his slightly frowned brows. He asked Jiang Zuo to bend down, put his face to the open car window, and used his fingertips to stain the few drops of sweat on the tip of his nose. rub off.

Fu Shiyu glanced at the people behind Jiang Zuo, then looked away, and smiled at Jiang Zuo, "What are you doing here?"

Did Secretary Yang secretly tell the secret?Jiang Zuo turned his head and saw Secretary Yang standing behind him with his head lowered, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Seeing that Jiang Zuo didn't answer, Fu Shiyu didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Get in the car, go home and have dinner."

Jiang Zuo obediently got into the car from the other end, and when the car started, he still poked his head out of the car window, stretched out a hand and waved vigorously at Secretary Yang, shouting: "Xiao Yang, I'll go first Already."

Secretary Yang's back was covered in cold sweat: "..." Is this trying to kill me?