"Aren't you going?" Su Qingwu asked while driving the car while looking at Yan Murong who was sitting in the co-pilot.

A person of Su Qingwu's worth usually hugs a bunch of bodyguards when he goes out, and he usually doesn't drive himself, but Su Qingwu is an alternative. Just like Yan Murong said, this woman is too cold, and no one wants to approach her, except for those guys who want to pursue her.

"Don't look at me, look at the road." Yan Murong pointed to the front and said.

"I'm asking you questions." Su Qingwu asked again, but this time she turned her head back and looked at the road ahead intently, after all, she didn't want the front of her car to kiss the butt of the car in front of her.

"Who said I wasn't going?" Yan Murong showed a sly smile. "People are here to give money, why don't I go? ――Although I don't have any concept of more money and less money, I don't have a grudge against money after all, do I? ”

Su Qingwu thought to herself, in terms of business, Yan Murong is not as good as her, but when it comes to bickering, she can't stand up to one Yan Murong if she adds up to a hundred.

Speaking is also an art, and everyone is an artist.

Especially in negotiations, speaking skills are particularly important, whether it is reasonable or unreasonable, as long as what you say can suppress the other party, then, you can take the initiative in the negotiation.

Even if both sides stand on the street and scold the street, it depends on who scolds hard enough, cheap enough and shameless, and whoever is shameless wins.

Yan Murong can be said to be the best among them.

He never reasoned with others, as long as he caught the slightest bit of wrongness from the other party, he could take the first Buddha scolded by others out of the body, the second Buddha ascended to heaven, and the third Buddha returned to the world.

This is not a manifestation of a scoundrel, on the contrary, it is more proof of the art of speaking.

Because of her personality, if Su Qingwu was asked to cross her waist and scold people on the street, she wouldn't be able to kill her.

When I followed Su Qingwu to Huayuan Group, it happened to be work time, and many white-collar workers would greet Su Qingwu respectfully when they saw him, but Su Qingwu didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

When she came to Su Qingwu's office by the special elevator, her secretary had already arrived, said hello to Su Qingwu, took out the soybean milk machine from under her desk, and then took out the soybeans that had been soaked the night before, ready to start making soy milk.

"You're a generalist, the secretary." Yan Murong said jokingly. "Yes, even if Huayuan Group goes bankrupt in the future, you can still go out and set up a stall and sell it early."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you like a dumb person." Su Qingwu turned around, looked at Yan Murong and said angrily.

This bastard, can't he talk past his head? Huayuan Group went bankrupt? He had a good idea.

"What's wrong with me, I'm not wrong." Yan Murong said with a look of grievance. "Actually, I think it's not bad for Huayuan Group to change its career to a chain breakfast shop - look at the ones on the street who sell pancakes, fruits and fried pancakes. Every morning at 6 o'clock in the morning, the stall closes at 9 o'clock, only three hours a day, you can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month - your company is so big, mobilize everyone to sell breakfast together, and you can make a lot of money. ”

“――”

Su Qingwu gritted her teeth, eager to open the window and throw Yan Murong out.

She couldn't figure out how Yan Murong's brain was long, and it was really hard for him to come up with such a nonsense idea.

The three major consortia in China, with fixed assets close to 100 billion yuan and nearly 100,000 employees, collectively changed their careers to sell breakfast?

"You're very business-minded." Su Qingwu resisted the urge to knock Yan Murong's head open on the keyboard, and said with bared teeth.

"Thank you, actually, I think I'm pretty good at making money." Yan Murong said shyly.

After thinking about it, Su Qingwu felt that she shouldn't continue to talk to him.

Talking to this kind of guy who never knows what face and reserve is, sooner or later he will be angry to death.

"Isn't it mine? I didn't eat it in the morning. Looking at the cup of fresh soy milk that was still steaming hot brought in by the secretary, Yan Murong asked expectantly.

"Drink and pour yourself, my secretary doesn't serve people." Su Qingwu drank soy milk while flipping through the newspaper on the table, and her eyelids were too lazy to lift.

Yan Murong didn't care, with the idea of having enough food and clothing by himself, he found a clean glass, poured a cup of soy milk, blew it twice, and drank it with a "coo-dong".

"I'm going to pee." Casually wiping the soy milk foam from the corner of his mouth, Yan Murong said very vulgarly.

Looking at Yan Murong's back as he ran out, Su Qingwu really wanted to scream twice to vent.

She now regrets a little that she had to tell him anything about a good life yesterday.

If you live with him, I'm afraid I'll go crazy.

Su Qingwu's idea Yan Murong didn't know, but if she knew that Yan Murong had the same idea as her, she didn't know how she would feel.

After happily draining the excess water from his body, Yan Murong lifted his pants with satisfaction, walked out of the bathroom without washing his hands.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, Yan Murong was blocked by someone.

Yan Murong went to the left, and the other party also went to the left, and Yan Murong went to the right, and the other party also went to the right.

Raising his head strangely, Yan Murong realized that standing in front of him was a foreign woman in her twenties wearing a professional suit.

After looking at the woman in front of him who looked like a mature version of Barbie, and then turned his head to look at the blue villain sign at the door of the bathroom, Yan Murong asked in surprise. "Girl, this is the men's bathroom, you're on the wrong side."

Morgana's eyes widened instantly.

Zhou Xingxing, a famous Chinese comedian, once said a classic line. "It's a pity that I guessed the beginning, but not the end."

Now, Mojana is in the same mood.

In this case, the other party will usually say let go, or ask what is the matter. But this guy -- this guy was kind enough to remind himself that this was the men's restroom.

Mo Jiana, who has been in China for many years, also knows a lot about the Chinese language, and she knows that the Chinese language is broad and profound, and there are several different interpretations of a sentence or a word.

Therefore, Mo Jiana thought that Yan Murong was tactfully mocking her for being a pervert and mocking her for going to the men's toilet as a woman.

If Yan Murong knew what she thought, she would have to go down to the Great Wall and cry - God is pitiful, she really didn't mean that.

Bastards, idiots, bastards, you just went to the men's bathroom, you went wrong, your whole family went wrong.

After Mo Jiana scolded Yan Murong in her heart, Mo Jiana pulled the muscles on her face, forced a smile, and said. "Mr. Yan, I'm here to find you."

ps: Grandma has been discharged from the hospital, stay for another day tomorrow, I will drive home early the day after tomorrow, and it is estimated that I will be home in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.