A staff meal that made Song Yong suffer was finally over.

Wang Xinran and the other three girls left together after saying goodbye to Song Yong, their plan was to go shopping this afternoon and evening.

In their words, the wonderful holiday is coming to an end.

Anna will return to the old 996-like hard work life, and Wang Xinran also needs to go back to the construction site to deal with those painful and boring numbers.

Even Lin Xiaolu's sister, although she did not return to China immediately.

But her agent helped her take on many jobs in the areas around Guangdong Province, such as cutting ribbons for real estate and recording entertainment programs.

In a word, they only have half a day left on their easy vacation, so they must have a good time shopping.

So, after nearly two months, Song Yong just stayed with the female ticket for a while, and was forcibly broken up like this.

However, for such a result, Song Yong was not the slightest bit unhappy.

That's because all of a sudden, he found himself unspeakably relaxed.

Counting up, today's date is less than half a month away from the New Year's Day of the 20th year.

In such a deep winter season, the temperature in most parts of the huge country is already close to below zero, and even heavy snow has fallen.

But here in the deep city, it is still warm, like the spring of the primitive era.

It's also the only time of year when the locals of this famous southern city can be proud of the weather.

At such a suitable temperature, Song Yong in the afternoon seemed to have no bones on his body, and he was indescribably lazy.

He was lazily paralyzed in the office, in the soft, comfortable boss chair, sipping still warm tea, clicking on the computer's mouse, and wandering aimlessly on the Internet.

He doesn't have to worry about this and that, and he doesn't have to be busy shopping around.

Because the next time I go to the Primordial Age plane, it is estimated that there will be no fierce battles, so I only need to bring half a cart of seeds to the tribal alliance that is cultivating and cultivating.

and half a cart of big radish, giving the giant turtle hairy head a meal to eat and drink, which can be regarded as fulfilling part of his promise.

Purchasing these things is very simple, you only need to make a few phone calls in advance, and let those stores who have dealt with prepare the supply in advance.

Such a leisurely day is too beautiful for Song Yong.

Just when his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was about to take a comfortable nap, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in. ”

It is estimated that it is the stick and the others, and there is something to discuss with him, Song Yong shouted casually.

It's a pity that the person who pushed the door in was not any employee in Song Kee, but Ms. Linda, who had a resentful face.

That is, the Zhao family in Hong Kong City, the personal assistant of Mr. Zhao Junjie.

Seeing the resentful expression on the other party's face, Song Yong naturally wouldn't think of anything else, he could be sure and sure that he hadn't had anything to do with the other party.

But I immediately realized that some things that I had overlooked, intentionally or unintentionally:

"Oops! After coming back from this trip, he forgot everything under a relaxation, and the old man of the Zhao family was still waiting for himself to continue his life. ”

So, the young man didn't wait for Ms. Linda to speak.

is very sincere, expressed his attitude and opinions:

"Lady Linda, didn't I just come back, do you think this will work? I'll get a pass right this afternoon, and I'll leave for Port City early tomorrow morning?"

After hearing this, the resentful expression on Ms. Linda's face immediately eased a lot.

But the words that came out immediately expressed his urgent feelings:

"We have already helped you complete these procedures in the past few days, such as other items, whether it is life or medical care, as long as Mr. Song you bring it up, we will prepare it for you as soon as possible." ”

"In addition, Mr. Zhao was rescued urgently last night, not because of any serious illness, but because the organs in his body are about to fail, so Mr. Zhao Junjie, I hope you can go over one by one as soon as possible. ”

Seeing this Ms. Linda, she said everything to this point.

Song Yong also got up simply, he directly opened the drawer, stuffed the wallet with his ID card into his trouser pocket, and prepared to set off immediately to go to the port city next door.

He hasn't been to Port City yet.

Terrific When they got along with the female ticket in private, the two said that if they had time, they would definitely go to the famous Disney in Port City to play.

For this reason, he is looking forward to this trip.

As for the failure of multiple organs in the body, this is simply unthinkable for modern dimensional medicine.

For Song Yong, who has obtained the inheritance of the two sects of Chibai and the Secret Palace, it is not that there is no way at all.

At least, there is no problem in letting Old Man Zhao live for a few years.

After a little hesitation, Song Yong didn't let Ms. Linda go out first to avoid it.

I directly opened the safe in the room, and stuffed the old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in it into my usual copycat sports backpack.

In his backpack, there were several kinds of witch potions, but he never took them out.

I don't know because I can't imagine that Song Yong has so many good things hidden in private.

Or because of such precious things, but Song Yong's rough action of stuffing it into the backpack like a big radish shocked Ms. Linda.

Anyway, at this moment, the convulsions on the lady's face with delicate makeup were quite obvious......

After walking out of the office, Song Yong and the sticks in the store, Ah Xiao and others casually explained a few words, and asked them to take care of the business in the store.

And as long as there are enough ingredients, Song Yong, the boss, is not there.

For Song Kee's daily business, it has long been irrelevant.

Therefore, in the gesture of OK with the stick, and the explanation that you must remember to bring some local products of the port city, Song Yong and Ms. Linda walked to the parking lot at the foot of the mountain together.

Here, there have long been several cars with local and port city and two regional license plates and male bodyguards in suits waiting here early.

When they are ready, they can go at any time.

When Song Yong got into the car, Uncle Chen Daiyun's shouting came from his ears: "Little Boss Song, do you need me to accompany you on a trip." ”

"No need. Song Yong turned around and responded.

When he looked at the tough security uncle, he still had a somewhat uneasy expression, and added another sentence in his mouth:

"This time I'm going to Port City to help people heal, so there won't be any danger, but I'll be treated with great hospitality. ”

"It's not that I haven't been to Hong Kong City, that's it, I won't go to Boss Song. ”

Uncle Chen Daiyun muttered like this, and without looking back, he returned to a large sun umbrella at the foot of the mountain, where there were two bamboo reclining chairs, which were Song Ji's security booths.

In this way, Song Yong, who got in the car, soon came to the gate of entering the port city.

It's just that after passing the customs, the car did not continue to gallop, but drove to a large parking lot, where there was a helicopter, waiting for Song Yong to take it.

Sure enough, Song Yong, who came to Hong Kong City for the first time, was treated so ceremoniously.

Speaking so well, even the young man's mouth seemed to have been opened at some point.