第七十章吃不了兜着走(3/8)

                            “不了，不了。”张小天战战兢兢地说：“易克，好兄弟，你坐，你坐，咱们有事好商量。”
                                                                                                                                                                “怎么个好商量法呢？”我收起枪，坐下看着张小天。
                                                                                                                                                                “我……我再给你一些钱！”张小天又拉开抽屉，拿出厚厚一捆钱，足足有5万，推到我跟前：“易克，这是5万块，你都拿走，我……我现在手里只有这么多了，这是财务今天提了准备出去送礼用的。”
                                                                                                                                                                “还有那些呢？”我指了指地上散落的老人头。
                                                                                                                                                                “好，那些也都给你！”张小天忙弯腰捡钱。
                                                                                                                                                                我看着张小天把钱捡完，整整齐齐放到我跟前，叹了口气：“张总，你怎么就知道钱呢？你以为我今天来，一定是找你要钱的？”
                                                                                                                                                                “那……你不要钱，你是什么意思？”张小天不解地看着我。
                                                                                                                                                                “你把钱收起来，放好！这钱，我一分不要！”我说。
                                                                                                                                                                “这……”张小天不敢动钱。
                                                                                                                                                                我站起来，拿起钱，拉开张小天的抽屉，把钱放进去，关上抽屉，然后搂住张小天的肩膀，亲热地拍拍他的肩膀：“张总，我说不要钱，就是不要钱。”
                                                                                                  

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