Need to go back and get it.

Zhao Peng was worried that those notebooks might have been cleaned up for so long.

Qian Xiaotang told him not to worry, because the place was placed under the old wardrobe on the side. Her husband was an alcoholic, who was sloppy and too lazy to clean up the house.

I guess he may not move a few times if he has been in the wardrobe for a few years.

Zhao Peng couldn't help but sigh that there was a problem without a computer at this time. If there was a computer, it would be available for electronic version without recording it by hand.

So he told Song Xiaochun to go back and take the time to inspect the computer, at least each department can configure one computer and dial up to access the Internet.

Prepare to create the original electronic archive.

Song Xiaochun has only heard of computers, but she is not sure what it is.

Zhao Peng had no choice but to tell her to be together then.

Using computers can replace a lot of labor and improve office efficiency. Sooner or later, you will come to this path.

Lay breakfast and use breakfast.

Especially positions like warehouses and procurement, lack of computers and relying solely on manual transmission, are most likely to cause deviations and data is easily lost.

It is even easier to tamper with.

Song Xiaochun now respects Zhao Peng very much, and no matter where he learned computer knowledge, he subconsciously believes that nothing can stump his boss.

He is a universal player.

Qian Xiaotang sat behind the car with a little nervous expression on his face. The girl of Niu Niu leaned against her mother, looking at the things around curiously. Seeing the trees and scenery moving backwards outside the car window, she shouted in surprise.

Qian Xiaotang stopped him several times without success and looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, let her play," Zhao Peng smiled, "A child, she looks very cute, you raise the child very well."

Qian Xiaotang couldn't help but feel a little proud when he heard the boss praise the child.

Smile with a pursed lips.

She is not the kind of girl who is traditionally beautiful, and her appearance can only be said to be mediocre, but she doesn't know whether it is between her eyebrows or somewhere, or a charm that makes people feel a desire to conquer.

Zhao Peng looked at her from the rearview mirror, thinking that this girl was not wearing well. If she wore some sexy clothes, she might not be worse than those beautiful girls.

Sometimes, a woman’s charm is not just about being good-looking.

The most essential need for women is desire. A woman who can attract desire is the woman that men like to get close to the most.

I guess that old hooligan Zhang Qiang values ​​this point.

On the way back, the car was a little stuck and it took me nearly an hour to get back to town.

Qian Xiaotang's husband's family is in a nearby village, about five or six miles away from the town.

The car went back to her doorstep along the village road.

Strictly speaking, this is no longer a home. She has been kicked out of the house by her ex-husband for misbehaving and has also completed the divorce procedures.

Several people got off the car.

Zhao Peng looked at the yard in front of him.

The black painted wooden doors and red brick walls are still brand new. From the outside, it is a good yard.

Zhao Peng signaled Qian Xiaotang to come forward and knock on the door.

Qian Xiaotang didn't dare.

Her husband was accustomed to punching and kicking her. She finally got rid of the sea of ​​suffering. Now that she is standing here again, the fear of the past emerges again, which scares her a little trembling.

Zhao Peng saw it and signaled that Song Xiaochun would take her to stand beside him and knock on the door.

After knocking several times in a row, an impatient curse came from inside: "What are you knocking? Is it still possible to make people sleep if I step on the horse?"

The footsteps of the slippers were heard from a distance and the door was opened.

A middle-aged man with a beard and messy hair was like a chicken coop. He was wearing a hurdle vest and big red shorts, with a sleepy eyes and a drunken body standing at the door.

He squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Zhao Peng didn't say anything. He pinched the man's neck, pushed him into the yard, pushed him against the wall, turned around and asked Qian Xiaotang: "Is this your ex-husband?"

Qian Xiaotang was nervously unable to speak.

It was still the same little girl who said timidly: "This is my dad."

The man's sleepiness and drunkenness were completely awakened by Zhao Peng's action. He opened his eyes wide and looked at his ex-wife and daughter in front of him. His face changed drastically. He suddenly shouted: "Okay, Qian Xiaotang, you are bringing the little white face to your house, right?"

"Dongzi, don't talk nonsense. This is our boss..."

"It's really you. You are not enough to be a hooligan in your unit, so you even ran to our house. I'll kick... and kick you to death..."

The man called Dongzi is only 1.65 meters tall at most. On the wall tightly fixed by Zhao Peng, his short legs cannot be kicked at Zhao Peng, just like Xiao Si met Brother Yao.

Seeing that this boy was so angry with him, Zhao Peng knew that he was misunderstood by him as Zhang Qiang, and he couldn't help but blame Qian Xiaotang for being the same. You should make the words clear.

Once you meet, how could you become the person who gives others a hat?

The pot fell from the sky.

However, for this Dongzi, he is not like Qian Xiaohao's wife.

He slapped Dongzi twice, which made him congested on his face and bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

Two reasons.

Zhao Peng never hits women, so when facing Qian Xiaohao's wife, he at most would block or push away, and would not take the initiative to attack like slapping them.

But the Dongzi in front of him is different. He is a man.

I don't think there is any problem when fighting.

Moreover, Zhao Peng hates men who beat women the most.

In any case, men who beat women are cowards with no prospects.

It's time to beat it up.

Moreover, Zhao Peng knew that Qian Xiaotang was bullied outside and did not get her husband's trust or help when she returned home.

Instead, she would drive out of the house in the name of her watery poplar flower.

He even punched and kicked his biological daughter, thinking that he was someone else's bastard.

Zhao Peng despises such a man who is unreliable the most. He is merciless at this moment, and it is considered light to slap him a few times.

"You step on the horse..."

"Bang!"

"You step on the horse!!"

I don’t know how many slaps, Dongzi stopped talking.

He widened his eyes, his face swollen, and he stared at Zhao Peng with a blushing face, and he wanted to swallow Zhao Peng into his stomach with a vicious look.

"I can't learn to speak well, but I just have too few slaps. Can I be quiet now?"

"What the hell are you trying to do? You can't bully my wife. You have to run to our house to beat me. Is there no king's law?"

Zhao Peng sneered coldly.
Chapter completed!