Su Yun: "Let you be the staff of the guidance department, will it be overkill." ”

After all, it is the person who has a perfect score in all subjects.

Su Ce: "They are willing to give more than 10,000 a month to the front desk, but I don't think it matters." ”

Su Yun sighed softly, "Then do it for three months, and we won't be wronged by this." ”

That night, Su Ce made a phone call and went out: "Is the company recruiting a new girl named Su Ying?" ”

"Dear boss, I am your professional manager, not a small staff member of the personnel department, and the fact that I have just recruited a small employee is not something that I, the general manager, will worry about."

"Then look it up, and give you three minutes."

There was a muttering sound from the other side, and within three minutes, the phone called again: "I was just recruited yesterday, in the engineering and technical department, eh?" Your surname is Su, and she is also surnamed Su, is it your relative? Do I need special care? ”

Su Ce said indifferently: "No, just treat it normally." ”

"Boss, what are you doing with such a phone call in the middle of the night?"

"Just ask."

May is coming, the early summer of Haicheng is full of green trees, the climate is suitable, Wen Qiao went to the countryside, Song Yu's equestrian training is very good, Wen Qiao checked the historical results of the Macao equestrian competition in previous years, and pinched a table to Song Yu to calculate the time, feeling that she was very hopeful of winning the championship.

"Qiaoqiao, it's still your horse that you choose well, the god of war is really amazing, it seems to have spirituality."

Wen Qiao touched the head of the god of war: "I hope that when I get to Omar's arena, don't have stage fright." ”

The God of War is even more well-behaved under Wen Qiao's hands than under Song Yu.

Sure enough, it looks like a human being, and knows who its owner is.

"In two days, we have to fly it to Macau, go a few days in advance, let him adapt to the local climate and environment, and don't adapt to the water and soil at that time."

"Well, I'll arrange it."

In the evening, Wen Qiao flipped through the equestrian magazine at Fu Nanli's residence and mentioned to him: "I'm going to Macau next week." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Didn't I buy a horse in that closed down racecourse before, I said I was going to send it to race, there is a horse race in Macau next week, and I have already signed up."

Fu Nanli then remembered that there was indeed such a thing: "Did I tell you?" ”

"What?"

"The old man's first hobby is golf, and the second hobby is horse racing."

Wincho: "...... You really didn't say that I should see him again in the ring. ”

The corner of Fu Nanli's mouth smiled slightly: "Very likely." ”

Wen Qiao had a headache: "He probably thinks that I joined this sport to please him, right?" ”

"You don't care what he thinks, I'll fly to Macau with you next week."

So, when Fu Huaiyong flew to Macau on the Fu family's private jet, his grandson and Wen Qiao were flying to Macao together on a civil plane.

Before the plane took off, Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli sat in the seats of business class, and saw the cockpit door in front of them open, and the captain and co-pilot wearing the captain's uniform walked up to Fu Nanli and said hello to him.

The star captain of Dongchuan Airlines is very honored to take their plane.

Even, the two captains in their early forties took out their mobile phones and asked the purser to take a group photo with them.

After the captains took a group photo, the purser and several flight attendants also wanted to ask for a group photo.

Fu Nanli was a little impatient, why was he so unprofessional?