Chapter 19: The Resentful Suspicion of Dominance
"Pour me a glass of Chalitino wine." Duan Hong leaned back, snapped his fingers, and commanded the staff of the store.
Song Qingci was very puzzled: "In the bubble tea shop, you still sell red wine?" β
"This is the wine I brought with me, and I keep it here. Only I can drink it. Duan Hong smiled lightly, domineering.
"I came to you today, just to meet you, we shouldn't have seen you for half a year." Song Qingci smiled sweetly.
"No way, the laziness of unproductive workers never appears in my dictionary, so ......." Duan Hong didn't say the latter words, and he commented beyond recognition on the people he hadn't seen for a long time.
Jiang Jiang Mu drank milk tea and said softly: "The description of non-productivity and productivity in "The Wealth of Nations". β
Duan Hong then noticed the boys next to her, not like the cream boys she saw at school-which really disgusted her-but the arrogance contained in it. "Very insightful. I really don't like to do some unproductive labor, and if everyone did, the economy would have gone back 150 years. β
At this time, the waiter handed a small half glass of red wine and filled it with a goblet. Duan Hong held the cup with his slender fingers, his palm slightly supporting the bottom of the cup, swaying gently, that elegance, with maturity, made people fascinated. The red wine turns slightly, the halo shimmers, and a characteristic fragrance wafts through the air.
"Sister Duan Hong, your bubble tea shop has just opened for a month, so it looks so deserted." Song Qingci said regretfully.
Jiangxi Mu shrugged, thinking that it would be a strange thing for someone to come in to this bubble tea shop. The decoration is very commercial, black and white. Secondly, the price is so high that it is difficult to attract low-end charging crowds to come in. But come to think of it, isn't this quite in line with the style of the senior sister in front of you?
Duan Hong took a sip and smiled, "The net profit in the first half of this year was 2.43 million yuan, exceeding the expected 6%. After that, I invested 2 million to open up the gold and silver market, and it is currently working well - I will know how much I will make when I return to the company. There are still 10,000 left, thinking of what you said before, after selling clothes and bags on this street, it is a pity that there is no bubble tea shop. Waste of funds has never been my style, so I invested in building a bubble tea shop. β
Song Qingci walked behind Duan Hong, hugged him warmly, and said very happily: "Sister Duan Hong is the best!" I just complained a few words at the time, sister, you really got me a bubble tea shop. β
Duan Hong raised his head and looked at her with disdain: "Don't use your pirated Mona Lisa-like smile at me and let me spill the red wine, then you have to compensate." β
"Don't say that." Song Qingci pursed her lips and pretended to be angry.
Duan Hong took another sip of red wine, "It's good for you when I say this, don't think that those people in society will also face you with a palette." Then he turned to ask, "What happened to your dad's company?" β
Song Qingci smashed his eyes: "It's okay." β
Duan Hong was not satisfied, "What is the net profit?" What is the market share? What is the monthly percentage of total investment? How many national bonds and corporate bonds are included in the securities investment share? β
Song Qing's head was big when he heard it, and he almost said coquettishly: "Sister Duan Hong - don't be like a subordinate to your boss." How could I possibly know this. Even if these reports were in front of me, I wouldn't be able to read them. She returned to her seat and said to Duan Hong with a smile: "Aren't there many good people in the world?" I just don't want to think of them so badly. Song Qingzi pursed her lips, her eyes flashing with warm tenderness.
When Jiang Jiang Mu heard this sentence again, there was a little throbbing in his heart, and he quickly turned his face and sucked the milk tea that had been drunk for a long time.
Have you always believed that there are many good people in the world?
Duan Hong tapped Song Qingci's forehead with his slender index finger, "You, do you have to wait until someone else slaps you before you wake up?" β
"How so? It's like Sister Duan Hong. It's overbearing, but I know you're genuinely nice to me. Song Qingci smiled happily, like a five or six-year-old girl.
"Okay, okay, don't be so naΓ―ve." Duan Hong looked at the iphone4, which was showing a reminder - at 16:30, Xunlang Financial Investment Company reviewed the financial statements; At 17:00, the senior leaders of Xunlang Financial Investment Company held a meeting.
Song Qingci saw that she was so busy, "Since this is the case, we won't bother you anymore." Let's say goodbye. β
Duan Hong sipped the red wine and said lightly: "Remember to develop a good habit and settle the bill after eating and drinking." β
Jiangxi Mu closed the list, took the list and looked at it, in addition to the milk tea money, it also included a table fee of 10 yuan. I couldn't help but glance at Duan Hong's back - dressed in business makeup, full of strength. I really admire that I have earned this to make money.
After leaving the bubble tea shop, the two went back to school. Song Qingci asked softly, "Do you think my senior sister is a little weird......" Her expression was a little embarrassed.
Jiangxi Mu agreed and nodded.
Duan Hong didn't leave the bubble tea shop right away. She was still in her seat, still holding a goblet and tasting the rest of the wine. The weather was overcast, and the clouds locked the sky, and the red wine was as red as blood, and it was extremely scarlet.
At this time, the phone rang, she didn't look at it, just listened.
"Hmm."
"yes, got it."
At the end of the call, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, even a poisonous scorpion: "Remember, don't make a mistake." Tomorrow evening, get moving. β
Putting the goblet down, she slipped her phone into her business bag and slowly pulled out a playing card. It was a very ordinary "Jack of Spades", and the expressionless poker face represented the assassinated Vanlenstein.
A scorpion smile appeared on her otherwise rational face again.
Everyone's trajectory is so different, like parallel lines, as if there is no day of intersection. But the probability of such a small is very small, just two lines with a relatively small inclination, and the intersection must be as fast as Mars hitting the earth.
On the morning of the 11th, Song Qingci went to the counselor's office to sort out the documents. The documents on Huang Ying'er's desktop are half as tall as a person, and she is very depressed, "These are all party members' materials, and they haven't been sorted out for a long time." Now archive them, and then make a directory for each file. β
Song Qingci scratched his head, "Why am I alone?" β
Huang Ying'er explained while tapping on the keyboard quickly: "Because you are excellent in character and learning, I can trust you in terms of confidentiality." And secondly, everyone else has something to do. β
Song Qingci listened, and her heart was still a little excited, it seems that the teacher still trusts her.
When I started to tidy up, I realized that it was really a lot of work. The documents in each box are disorganized, or a pile of self-test materials with a few recommendation sheets. Even the year is in the wrong box, and the documents have to be organized and categorized in the same way.
After an hour of tidying up, Song Qingci was already dizzy. She glanced at the counselor, and the code word she was working on - the self-recommendation materials for applying for the job title.
At this time, Yu Huan, the head of the Department of Economics, walked to the door of the office and said to the counselor: "Xiao Huang, there will be guests coming to sit later." You clean up. β
As soon as the words fell, two people walked in at the door. Walking in the front was the second shift of the wind willow, his figure like a rolling pin, but with a spirited posture, strode into the office. He was followed by a man of nearly 50 years old, who was relatively short, with a haircut, but dressed in leather shoes, holding a briefcase in his hand, and walked in steadily. Obviously, the latter is more respected by the director and the counselor.
"Director Feng, it's hard to get to the school." Director Yu Huan had a smile on his face and introduced to Counselor Huang: "This is Director Feng Dingbo, the boss of the Bureau of Culture and Sports. β
Counselor Huang shook hands with Director Feng and smiled wryly: "I'm sorting out the party member materials, it's quite messy." So I arranged for a student to take care of it with me. β
Song Qingci saw a leader coming in, and asked the counselor in a low voice: "Do I want to leave first, and then come over to sort it out." β
Counselor Huang glanced at the mountains of archival materials still piled up on the table, and persuaded her to stay first, and then sort them out.
Director Feng and Director Yu Huan exchanged a few words and got to the point: "November 23rd is the competition between the two universities, and there is a merchant who wants to sponsor this competition and promote the company's image during the competition. By the way, this is a company that produces drinks, and they intend to give drinks to athletes, as well as shoot commercials. β
Counselor Huang nodded beside him, "That's good." β
"So how does this company want us to cooperate?" Director Yu Huan asked.
Director Feng took out the information from his briefcase and handed it to the two of them, "This is the relevant introduction of the company." The company wants to get a naming right. Didn't your basketball team enter the finals, you can use it as a team name and shout the slogan designed by the company before going on the court. Then he patted the "silent" Feng Zhongliu on the side, "Also, this company found this kid and wanted to shoot an advertisement." Soβ"
Listening to the half-lengthened accent, Director Yu Huan naturally knew that Director Feng had something to order, and immediately greeted him with a warm face: "May I ask what is the matter?" β
Kazazhong Liu blurted out, not polite at all: "I want to be the captain of our basketball team." When advertising like this, you can have a name. β
Song Qingci, who was packing up the materials on the side, couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the willow in the wind - is he going to replace Sunshine and become the new captain? At this moment, the willow in the wind still has a girlish evil smile on his face, his mouth shows Bai Sensen's fangs, and the greed in his eyes is shining.
Song Qingci couldn't say anything, but he was still angry in his heart, and he was wronged for the sunshine. The contribution of the basketball team is not outstanding, and he often makes a fuss and does not come to training. Now because of the advertisement, he is going to snatch the captain's position. This person is so shameless!
Counselor Huang said to Director Yu Huan: "The captain of this basketball team was selected by themselves, and they just wrote a report and submitted it." β
"Hey, there is nothing wrong with a company sponsoring our department, and we actively cooperate. In the future, we can sign an employment agreement with the company to send our graduates and our talents to the company. This is of great benefit, and we should take a long-term view. Director Yu Huan patiently explained the stakes to Counselor Huang, and his sleek philosophy was in place.
Director Feng nodded approvingly, while Kaze Nakaya Liu stood up happily, "So, the director agrees." "That action, jumping three feet high is not too much, I can't wait to give the director a big bear hug now.
"Who said yes?"
There was a bang at the door.
Everyone looked to the door. Isn't that Captain Sunshine? White light shone in from the doorway, casting a huge shadow over everyone. I didn't see his face clearly, but I could feel the intense heat.
Feng Zhongliu obviously has the support of these leaders, and straightens his back, "As long as the director agrees." β
Sunshine slowly walked into the office and walked in front of the willow in the wind, only a fist's distance from him. The sun is like the summer sun, exuding intense heat from all over the body.
You know, hitting the sun directly is tantamount to looking for death!