29th Floor, Sacred Heart Group.

After getting the true biography of Fiselde's head in Asia, Fang Ran felt like he was like a divine helper, chopping melons and vegetables to deal with the documents on the desktop.

After he had lost all the troublesome things that needed to be dealt with and calculated within the group to Abel, all the remaining documents could be solved with 'what's my business' and 'what's your business'.

Fang's speed is super fast, just like the anxious and horny man whose dream lover has stripped naked and is lying on the bed, but the work has not yet been completed!

Staring at the alliance he had already secretly made.

Quickly 'processing' one transaction after another.

At this point, Su Qun knew that Fang Ran would not know anything, but he still arranged for him to be in a high position, and he could only rely on communicating with Su Lengyue to get help, killing two birds with one stone to improve his vision, pattern, and so on, so as to come up with a confident plan that is in line with the identity of the participant...

Basically...

Well, it was impossible to succeed in the first place.

At this moment, Fang Ran held the pen with bright eyes and signed his 'opinions' on one document report after another.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a disdainful chuckle, and the pen was flying!

——Application Form for Cooperation Intention of Suzhou and Hangzhou Pharmaceutical Company

We appreciate your suggestion and will reply as soon as possible. ’

Pharmaceutical collaboration?

no~no~no~, I don't need to make medicine, and I can think about making sticks.

-- Inspection Report of the International Chemical Substances Supervision Agency

We will conduct a detailed analysis of this, actively consider your suggestions, and act as soon as possible. ’

I'll go, it sounds like a great name!

But why are you so lenient, do you have an organization with the word international at the beginning of the house by the sea...

- "Statement on the R&D method for your company to sell the new version of the influenza drug"

We appreciate your offer and will respond as soon as possible. ’

Influenza....

Fortunately, I always have three essences and double coptis, so I don't catch a cold during the flu season!

-- Introduction to the Preferential Lending of Southern Bank of China this Year

We will conduct a detailed analysis of this, actively consider your suggestion, and respond as soon as possible. ’

emmm...

Why is this kind of close look is that the advertising file is also mixed in...

Fang Ran's eyes were bloody, his crotch was windy, and he gave him a hala... Ahem, excuse me.

It's on the stage, and it's over again.

Fang Ran's eyes were shining, his hands were windy, ԅ (✧_✧ԅ) he was in pain..... Syllable! (Slap)

Other... Don't, don't do it...

In short, he used his pen like flying, simply and effectively filling in his own two-sentence replies on various documents, as if he had found the feeling of making up for Marx's homework in his freshman year.

On the whole, we should firmly grasp the core of socialism, closely follow the bright future of the party, and keep in mind that the words 'in-depth implementation' and other words often said by Xueba teachers are crazy boiling water.

Anyway, it's the feeling that you already know the answer, and you're done writing.

Then when Fang Ran thought that he basically had to repeat these two sentences, one in the middle and the other in the back, and from time to time he peeked at the big beautiful secretary in the cubicle not far away to deal with these official duties and secretly hit the alliance.

He pulled out a document with the words "Application for a mid-sea leave for all laboratory employees in August......

Fang Ran: "......"

Almost instinctively, he would only write those two sentences, and at most he would be silent, for a second.

Then silently wrote it below.

'The application is rejected and rejected. ’

......

Silent...

Silent... Silent...

emmm...

Hum! (｀へ´)=3

The baby can't go to the beach to play in the sand during the summer vacation, not only can't go, but also hell training, you social animals want to travel and vacation at public expense!?

Oh (sneer), non-existent.

It's hard to say at other times, but today when I'm sitting in this position....

Don't even think about it!

Your immediate superiors command you,

Get out of here and get to work!

Fang Ran succeeded in showing confidence in a strange and useless place.

"Go, go..."

Fang Ran threw the document aside with great disgust, yawned, stretched deeply, habitually peeked at Su Lengyue to see if she was paying attention to her side, and then accidentally saw the scene where she leaned over to pick up something.

The black suit skirt is a white shirt, the body shape is smooth with S curves, and the black silk tight calves are slender and sexy.

The neckline is open, and the movement of leaning over is in line with the participant's vision....

Ahem, ahem...

Fang Ran hurriedly retracted his gaze, his face flushed slightly, obviously not with that kind of thought, but he was still ashamed to feel like a pervert.

I'm sorry, I really didn't see anything.

Then he shifted his gaze back to the last document in his hand, feeling a sense of joy in his heart.

As long as this last one is written, the baby can be sexually blessed!

Then Fang Ran suddenly saw the header of the document in his hand.

Agreement on the Delivery of Medical Equipment to North America to the International Market

Contract??

Why is this stuff mixed in...

Fang Ran thought of it speechlessly in his heart, and then sighed and couldn't think of it.

This kind of thing, you really can't write it blindly, right...

So...

It's up to you to decide it's you, come out, dark brown instant noodle head foreign handsome than that!

Then Fang Ran dialed Abel's phone and secretly hid behind the monitor.

"Hello, I'm Abel."

I know you are!

It seemed that he didn't have a telegram message, Able replied politely, and asked in a small and quick voice:

"Hey, Able?"

"Mr. Fang, great, you can...."

"Don't talk nonsense yet, tell me quickly, what should I do with this contract document?"

Fang Ran covered the phone and asked as he scratched his head as he looked at the last document.

"Contract?"

There was no surprise in Abel's voice, for contracts were as frequent and familiar to him as reports from his college days.

"Uh-huh, there's a contract document at the end of this, which means let me have an idea!?"

Fang Ran looked embarrassed, for fear that he would sign blindly or not sign and delay the operation of the resuscitation hospital.

In the afternoon, he was busy treating diseases and saving people, and the old Chinese medicine doctor completely forgot,

This is the document that Su Lengyue told him not to care....

"Mr. Fang, you may not have entered the business yet, the contract is nothing more than an agreement on interests and interests, demands and demands, through comprehensive consideration, if this contract has positive value or significance, there is no problem with signing it."

Able's voice was as reliable as 'Xueba' as always, giving Fang Ran the feeling of salvation.

"But I don't know if this contract will be beneficial to the group."

When Fang Ran said this, he spoke quite weakly, but Abel's voice was still calm and reliable, and when he said this, he revealed a strong confidence, which made people extremely relieved.

"It's okay, you can briefly talk to me about the details of the contract, and I can help you judge from the simple and necessary treaty."

Just a few details...

So strong!?

Well, I'll wait for your words.

I knew that a high-end talent like you would definitely be able to do it!

"Okay, then I'll read you its name, it's called about the delivery of medical care to North America...."

"Well, okay, I've got that clear."

Fang Ran: "......"

Medical... Therapy... Therapy...

(ㅍ_ㅍ)

Do you dare to wait for me to finish reading.

....

...

Burst... Before I even finish reading the name, you'll know it...

Just now you said that you only need a few simple details to judge, and I doubt that you are blowing with me...

So you're still humble!? (Covering his face and crying and laughing)

"Speaking of Mr. Fang, didn't the people from the Sacred Heart Group tell you?"

Hearing Fang Ran's voice suddenly stop, Able smiled slightly and said.

"Spoken, said?"

Shocked that Veronica's subordinate Fiseldry, the person who manages the entire medical industry in Asia, had a dazed rhetorical question from Fang Ran, who could understand the contents of the contract by listening to only half of the file names.

"In that document, it said that Sacred Heart Group wanted to send large medical facilities to North America, starting from the most economically open region in North America, so as to open up the international market, after all, it has no competitors and development space in China."

Listening to Abel calmly and usually talking about these things in the business field with a smile, in addition to feeling that he talked lightly, the tone of the familiar thing was that Fang Ran looked at the document he opened, and the first page was exactly the same as what Abel said.

I looked confused, and thought to myself...

Damn, he really meows clearly!?

I feel like my name as the 'Amazing Old Chinese Medicine Doctor' can change hands.

"Oh, so... So? ”

Fang Ran continued to flip through the document, which was full of various mechanical models and their cost calculations that he had never seen, and while his head was big, he asked rhetorically for some reason.

"Although Sacred Heart Group is the dominant company in China, if they want to enter the international market and share a piece of the cake, they can't avoid the admission of a behemoth, unless they have the confidence to be an enemy of it."

Abel's voice was still full of confidence and a smile, and it seemed that there was infinite strength to support his conviction to say this.

"Behemoth? What behemoth? ”

Sister resuscitation doesn't seem to have told me about this kind of thing.

"Naturally...."

Fang Ran was slightly puzzled in his heart, and then continued to flip through the document in his hand and asked Abel, after which he heard Abel chuckle and replied proudly:

"It's us Fiselde."

The hand flipping through the document froze suddenly, and Fang Ran listened to this sentence, and his expression suddenly stiffened as he looked at a word that appeared frequently on the last page of the document.

Fiselde.

Is that so?

Fang Ran suddenly closed the file with a smile, shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"I'll just say, how do you know so well?"

Then he sighed slightly, thinking about recovering the usual care for himself, and at the same time being the only woman in the night bureau who could barely cope with himself, Fang Ran leaned back in the boss's chair and asked Abel on the other end of the phone.

At this moment, he finally has a temperament that is in line with sitting in this position.

"Is it a loss for us Fissell to sign this contract?"

For some reason, from the moment he heard this, or because of the tone of Fang Ran's words that stood on Fiselde's position, Abel was shocked and replied seriously:

"No, it's just the same and it doesn't have much benefit, I just rejected Miss Su Yanxi's proposal in view of this."

After a pause, Able smiled slightly, as if he could see that if he stood here, he would bow slightly as gracefully as a nobleman.

"However, since the Sacred Heart Group and Miss Yanxi are your friends, then Fissell has more than enough reason to ignore these."

Fiselde...

Once again, he clearly understood how huge this name was, Fang Ran shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly.

Thinking of the sexy pale figure with long silver-gray hair on the screen before, he couldn't help but feel indescribable in his heart again...

What a dreamy and ridiculous proposal...

"In that case, I'll trouble you later."

After processing the last document, Fang Ran stretched his waist, and the highest-end leather swivel chair really gave people a comfortable and excellent feeling.

"It's my pleasure."

Listening to Ebel's answer on the phone, Fang Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and returned to normal.

Put on a hey smile again, look at the L icon on the computer...

And then just when he wants to hang up the phone and go to happiness by himself....

Abel suddenly said in a hurry:

"Please wait a minute, Mr. Fang."

"Well, what's wrong?"

Fang Ran asked strangely, feeling like his voice was in trouble.

But it doesn't make sense!?

From a short period of contact, Fang Ran has already understood, putting aside the identity of the head of the medical field in Asia, this handsome foreign guy who can control the head of instant noodles is a super powerful and reliable person.

What difficulties can such a guy encounter?

"I'm sorry it's not good for what you promised, but Mr. Fang, can you tell me .....?"

Then, just as Fang Ran was puzzled, he heard Abel's voice on the phone with a helpless and wry smile, with a deep doubt that seemed to emerge from the depths of his soul.

"What is that powerful hypnotic technique in that patient's mouth that uses a miraculous Chinese medicine called Xuanmai sweet orange as a medicine primer, how come I have never heard of it?"

Fang Ran: "......."

(； ￣д￣)....

Forehead..... Can I say I don't know....