Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Death Gaze from the Top of the Food Chain

Zheng Rong was busy tidying up in the kitchen, and An Ran immediately came over when he saw it.

He knew that his mother had hidden a lot of good things in his kitchen.

There are some things that you can't even eat with money.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a strong fragrance.

"Mom, wait a while to clean up, I have already contacted the tourism team and the medical team, it is estimated that I can go directly to the city in the afternoon to check my body, and the bottle of water I gave you and my dad yesterday Have you drunk?"

An Ran followed the aroma and quickly found a piece of freshly cooked bacon.

Regardless of the hot mouth, he directly took a knife to cut off a piece of lean meat, this kind of lean meat burned out by the fire, in fact, only a pot of water is needed to cook it is a plate of delicious food.

And because of the smoke, the water has long been smoked dry, especially the lean meat is a little bit of it, and it is particularly strong to chew.

It's perfect to have in your hand as a snack.

The more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes.

After chatting with Zheng Rong for a few more words, An Ran walked out with the cut meat, saw Li Chengxia, and handed a piece up.

"Lao Li, try it, authentic bacon!"

Li Chengxia was polite and took it, while An Ran sat on the rattan chair on the side, eating meat and thinking about something.

He felt that it was time for him to form a small team that belonged to him, otherwise he would have to do a lot of things himself, which would be too much trouble.

It's like contacting the medical team and the travel team this time, if you have a team, you don't need to call Chang Xinyan, and you don't need to wait for anything passively, you just need to give an order, and someone will naturally help you do everything.

Although the bank also provides these services, Mr. Lu Xun didn't say it, and he felt awkward if he didn't use it himself.

Hey, did Lu Xun say this?

An Ran suddenly hesitated, and then shook his head again, regardless of whether he said it or not, anyway, Lu Xun said too much, and it was no problem to put it on him.

(Lu Xun: Who is Lu Xun? Why are you arresting me? I am Zhou Shuren, I didn't say it...... )

took out his mobile phone, An Ran began to check some information, Li Chengxia sat silently on the side, although he was very curious about what An Ran was doing, but he knew that he didn't ask what he shouldn't ask, didn't say what he shouldn't say, and drove a good car, this is what a driver should do.

Of course, Enron didn't ask him about his plans, after all, Li Chengxia was just a driver.

"Lao Li, you go to the table in the first room on the left side of the stairs on the second floor, and help me get a pen and notebook. An Ran stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, chewing it while slurring his words.

Li Chengxia got up when he heard the words and quickly took the things, while An Ran directly began to write and draw.

If there's something to do, it's okay...... Ahem...... An Ran quickly wrote the word secretary in the notebook.

If you want to be a shopkeeper, you naturally need to run errands for some things, so the position of secretary is indispensable, this is a microphone, if you have something to tell the secretary, it's okay for the secretary to wait for instructions.

And then there are all kinds of service teams, the secretary is a messenger, and naturally needs to do things.

For example, the company under his current command needs a management team, after all, he holds shares anyway, and if he doesn't manage it, there will definitely be problems.

There are also service teams such as travel and tourism, so carefully calculated, Enron suddenly found that there is still a big gap between himself and the upper class.

The most obvious thing is that he is almost a single commander.

He can only do it by himself.

Listing his needs clearly, Enron sent all personnel needs to several of the best headhunting companies in China.

In order to be able to get the best talents, Enron also deliberately raised the issue of renewal, which is basically the same as the renewals of the world's top teams, and even exceeds some aspects, as for the rest of the matter is waiting.

Anyway, these things are not in a hurry, after all, although there are talents all over the place in society now, the real top talents are still very scarce.

After lunch, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Chang Xinyan called again, and the medical team and tourism team that Enron needed had arrived at the First Hospital of Xing'an City.

"Let's go!" An Ran got up and patted his buttocks, dragged the suitcase out of the bedroom, and Li Chengxia immediately took the initiative to help.

An Minghai and Zheng Rong have nothing to bring, traveling, not moving.

Enron's reason is very strong, his purpose is to cultivate a loser's parents, if he brings everything, how can he be a loser?

However, at this time, Zheng Rong and An Minghai obviously didn't think of Enron's purpose, and they only thought it was an ordinary trip.

Although they have lived for almost half their lives, the two have really never had the experience of traveling, especially the global travel that Enron said.

"Son, wouldn't you meet a lot of foreigners? What if your mother and I don't speak English?"

Lao An has a lot of plays, and as soon as he gets in the car, he twists his ass restlessly, fifteen billion, just sit on his ass.

He always felt a little unreal, and he didn't touch enough after staying all night, so he continued to touch it now.

The leather porcelain is comfortable to the touch.

He thought about changing into a more comfortable position, and immediately his seat adjusted slightly.

1.5 billion things, as expected, are different, Lao An is still very satisfied.

"It's okay, you just speak Chinese, someone will translate for you!" An Ran immediately looked back.

Lao An nodded subconsciously, and suddenly thought of something: "But I heard that foreigners eat bread and Western food with knives and forks, and your mother and I can't get used to eating that thing!"

"It's okay, there is a Chinese chef with me!"

Lao An is satisfied, the communication problem is solved, the eating problem is solved, and he naturally doesn't have to worry about clothing and housing.

"Mom, what do you want?" An Ran looked at Zheng Rong again, he felt that since he was cultivating his parents to lose, he naturally had to start from the moment he went out.

Now you need to know the needs of the old couple, and then everything is on par with the top, well, the simple understanding is to use money to create the best service.

"It's good like this!" Zheng Rong thought much more than Lao An, and with a few words from An Ran, she knew that this trip should not be so simple.

Didn't you see this bastard boy looking expectant?

Watching An Ran grow up since she was a child, she naturally knew that An Ran was a ghost idea.

"Alas, I don't know how this old man behaved, why was he fooled by his son!"

Zheng Rong glanced at Lao An, then shook his head, hugged the meat in An Ran's arms, and brushed back the ears that turned up the meat before admonishing: "Take care of it, don't learn from your father to eat dog meat all day long?"

Enron: "......"

I just want to give it a medicated bath.

Seeing that as soon as the meat came to Zheng Rong's arms, he flattered Zheng Rong with joy, and An Ran seriously suspected that this little guy would be forced to sue him.

Feeling An Ran's gaze, Flesh glanced at An Ran contemptuously: "Sample, I know that I know how to trick the baby into eating meat, and then you bad silver are delicious babies, and you want to use the baby as reserve food, dream!"

An Ran glared, he felt as if he should have read that contemptuous look.

This little flower dog actually despises him?

He was actually despised by his own reserves?

Are you afraid that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and you don't know what a death stare from the top of the food chain is?

The flesh that was flattering Zheng Rong suddenly shuddered, raised his little head and glanced suspiciously at An Ran, who had withdrawn his gaze.

What just happened?

Why does the baby feel a wave of malice from all over the world?

It deliberately lowered its head and withdrew its gaze from Enron, and then suddenly looked back at Enron, who was motionless.

"Is it a baby's delusion?"