Chapter 199 Bald Programmer
Da Liu is an old programmer in the technology department of Chenyuan Technology. He is in his early thirties this year and has been in the technology department for five or six years.
This age, for ordinary men, can be said to be the prime age.
Da Liu asked himself the same, but the shiny Mediterranean Sea above his head, like a braised egg, made him a dozen years older.
He doesn't look like a handsome young uncle whose daughter has just started kindergarten, but looks like a middle-aged wretched man who is getting old!
For this reason, Da Liu was often disliked by his daughter-in-law, and he was even a little fortunate that he got married early, otherwise, with his current image, it is estimated that he would not even be able to marry his daughter-in-law.
Two days ago, just before the end of get off work, the company suddenly released an urgent task, asking them to go to the live broadcast room of the future boss to block some malicious and rhythmic sailors, and find out their IP addresses, chat records with employers and a series of chain messages.
Da Liu touched his Mediterranean Braised Egg. He was actually somewhat resistant to working overtime, but when he thought of the expensive overtime pay, he was a little moved.
His precious little princess just went to kindergarten recently, and there are many places where he will need money in the future. Now he can earn as much as he can. Anyway, he now has a wife and daughter, so he should be bald if he is bald.
With such an idea in mind, Da Liu turned on his firepower, blocked a lot of accounts, and finally responded to the call of his boss, registered his wife, seven aunts, six aunts, and various relatives' identity certificates to eat melon. Account, pay attention to the live broadcast room of the future boss lady, and become a fan of the live broadcast room.
Xu Shi God took pity on him for being bald at a young age. The proprietress said that she would select a lucky audience from the live broadcast room and customize a medicated meal for him. Liu Zhengshuang watched the live broadcast on his and his wife's account.
In the end, his own number was not drawn, but his wife's number was drawn.
Da Liu was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe that he, the African hand mafia who had never won many lottery draws for more than 30 years, even came to work one day.
Cough, my wife's number is also his number, this prize is counted as a draw for him, there's nothing wrong with it!
After the rejoicing, Da Liu was a little tangled and embarrassed to send his bald head to the past, and then began to wait anxiously.
During the second live broadcast, I followed the whole process, just to see what the medicated meal prepared by the other party was like earlier.
"Da Liu, it's time, don't you want to eat some nutrient solution and find a meeting room to sleep? There are new projects in the afternoon, and it is estimated that you will have to work overtime in the evening." Colleagues sitting next to Da Liu have all arrived. At the end of get off work, Da Liu was still sitting in the same position and motionless, kindly reminded him.
Da Liu smiled reluctantly: "You go first, I have something to deal with, I will go over in a while."
"Then I'll go first."
After that person left, other colleagues in the office also left one after another, and in the end, only Da Liu was left.
Just at this moment, a clear greeting suddenly came from outside: "Is it Mr. Da Liu? Your takeaway has arrived."
Da Liu's eyes were slightly bright, and he rushed out at the fastest speed!
A small bowl of Shouwugan slices, the weight is not much, Da Liu cherished a few mouthfuls of soup and it was gone.
When you're done, smash it, smash it, it's quite a bit unfulfilled.
After the aftertaste, I remembered and touched the top of my head. The hand was still smooth, but I was a little disappointed but I felt it was expected.
"How could it be possible to actually grow hair after drinking the soup? Hey, I thought too much. However, this soup is quite delicious, and it can be considered a profit."