Chapter 47: Cooperation

The next morning, after Ling Ran arrived at the company, she thought about it and called Yin Zibo: "Mr. Yin, I'm sorry, I have something to trouble you for a long time, can you come to my office if you are free." โ€

Yin Zibo is very busy, but when he goes to Ling Ran's office, let alone a trip, it's no problem to come ten or eight times a day, but Yin Zibo remembered that Ling Ran teased himself yesterday, although he felt quite excited at the time, and he was so angry that he wanted to get her out of the steamer immediately, but at night I thought about it, hey, isn't it just a beautiful girl, I'm still 28, my forehead is wrinkled, okay, and I wear a returnee Bai Fumei hat, and I drag it like the county lord, just to see it, not to touch, not to kiss, not to eat, especially her uncle, who looks like an old dog guarding the meat buns that have just come out of the steamer, if he really steals it, will he pounce on it and bite it hardDon't get in bed before it's cool, I'm forced to talk about marriage, and I can't run if I want to.

When Yin Zibo thought about it, he couldn't help but tremble, as if a bright rope was dangling in front of him, and if he was not careful, he would stretch his head. It's time to put it on your neck, forget it, there is a shortage of beautiful girls in this world, which one is not younger than her, younger than her, better than her, and better than her after being finished.

So when Yin Zibo received the call, he ignored it a little: "Mr. Ling, it's no problem to go to your place, but after a long time, someone always comes to my office and asks me to sign this, sign that, it's not good for me to walk away for a long time." โ€

Ling Ran thought for a while: Yes, I trouble others, how can I ask people to come to my office, it's just that Yin Zibo's office is as crowded as a carp crossing the river, and the door chief can't open it or not, so he asks for help and picks and chooses.

Ling Ran said: "Then I'll come to your office, we will see the stitches and needles, and we will not delay your work." โ€

This time, Yin Zibo couldn't refuse.

Ling Ran took a voice recorder and a note to Yin Zibo's office: "Mr. Yin, I have something that I need you to do me a big favor." โ€

"Since arriving at the crown, I have been trying to consult all kinds of information, hoping to get familiar with the wood carving furniture industry and the business of the crown company as soon as possible, and I have basically read all the information I can find, including the popular science literature of wood carving Our company's articles of association and promotional documents. But the information was either too relevant, too professional, and not very specific to my needs. โ€

"I urgently need to put together a document on Crown's position as the leader in the wood carving furniture industry. I myself have not yet entered the industry, the crown company also lack of in-depth understanding, the level is not enough, no experience, so I can only ask you to help me, you are the only one who can help me, and the most suitable person to help me, because only you know the market size, development prospects, market trends, opportunities and challenges of the wood carving furniture industry, the most clear crown market position, core competitiveness and future development space, although I will occupy a little time for you, but please be sure to advise. โ€

Yin Zibo was embarrassed: "Mr. Ling, you are too polite, how can I deserve such a compliment from you." โ€

Ling Ran said seriously: "You're polite? I've always said what I wanted, and I said what I thought. If you like to hear what I say, it's not that I'm praising you, it's the truth, and if what I say you feel harsh, then I can only say sorry. I'd rather let others die of anger than suffocate myself. โ€

Yin Zibo laughed and laughed, thinking about Ling Ran, she was really straightforward enough, hey, forget it, whatever she said, it's boring for a big man to have a lot of plans with a woman.

The two sat down, ready to begin. Ling Ran turned on the recorder and put it under Yin Zibo's nose, and then opened the note by herself: "I ask a question, you can answer it casually, you can say whatever you want, I will sort it out." โ€

Yin Zibo opened his mouth and couldn't speak for two seconds: "No, no, this thing is under my nose, my tongue is knotted." You are the spokesperson of the State Council. No, no, turn this off. โ€

Ling Ran could only turn off the recorder, and then Yin Zibo said that Ling Ran took notes, but didn't write two lines, and both of them couldn't stand it, because Ling Ran always asked Yin Zibo: "How to write the pear character of rosewood?"

Yin Zibo couldn't bear it: "Ling Ran, you have only been abroad for five years, how can you not write such a simple Chinese character, and besides, you write this bad character like a primary school student, how embarrassing it is to take it out." โ€

Ling Ran was very embarrassed: "Yes, yes, language ability does degrade very quickly. I haven't written Chinese for five years, I can't write words, I can't write well, I see and know, but I can't really write it. Last weekend, I wanted to buy some food, so I wanted to make a list, but as a result, I couldn't write pepper, crucian carp, garlic, and garlic, so I just wrote in English. When I went out, I suddenly remembered and added a sentence under the note: I didn't have the key with me. As a result, I couldn't write two words about the key, so I wrote a sentence: I didn't bring the key. I don't think it's like talking, going abroad for five years, returning to China is like semi-literate. โ€

Yin Zibo couldn't help but smile: "Then you are about to have a fight with my father." My dad, I don't know a load of watermelon big characters, if you want to invite him to a place he hasn't been to eat or something in the past, you must not tell him, so-and-so building, so-and-so club. That's the end of it. Even if he was standing in front of the house, he did not dare to go in, because he did not recognize the words on the sign. โ€

Ling Ran was surprised: "Really? Then your father is amazing." โ€

Yin Zibo was stunned, stopped laughing, raised his eyes to look at Ling Ran, suspecting that Ling Ran was making fun of his father, but he didn't expect Ling Ran to look at him with wide eyes, his face full of honesty.

Ling Ran hurriedly explained: "Mr. Yin, your father started from scratch and achieved such a career, creating wealth, creating value, creating taxes, and most importantly, creating jobs, which is very remarkable. But I didn't know that Mr. Yin was illiterate. He was illiterate, and to have such an achievement is even more remarkable, which speaks to his talent, hard work and perseverance. It's really, really remarkable. I admire this kind of person with the ability and perseverance the most. โ€

Yin Zibo was very moved: "Yes, my father is indeed, very diligent, very hard-working. My dad and I, two generations of our family, have given all our hearts to the wood carving furniture industry. When I was a child, I had been herding cattle in the village, in order to earn some centimeters, in fact, the family was not without money, but my father used all the money to buy wood. My mom used to quarrel with my dad and scolded him for not supporting the family. When I saw my dad come home, I was nervous that I was not an only child, I had an older sister, who was two years older than me, but when she was 10 years old, she had dysentery. My dad didn't leave home at all, and my mom didn't understand, thinking that diarrhea was no big deal, so she didn't get to the hospital in time. My sister, just like that, my dad and my mom quarreled, both blamed each other for being irresponsible, both thought it was the other's fault, and they were not wrong. From then on, my father and my mother took care of each other, did not talk when we met, and then simply lived separately, met once a year to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, and when eating, we still did not talk to each other. I'm most afraid of eating Chinese New Year's Eve, and when it comes to the New Year, I wish I had appendicitis" Yin Zibo didn't know why he said this, he had never told anyone about these words, including Ye Ling.

Ling Ran opened her big Dan Fรจng eyes, and looked at Yin Zibo without turning her eyes, looking at Yin Zibo a little embarrassed. Ling Ran slowly stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the back of Yin Zibo's hand.

Yin Zibo smiled: "Don't call me Mr. Yin in the future, call me Zibo." Yin is always my dad. โ€

Ling Ran also smiled. In the crown, the people on He Gang's side, for example, Zhang Ning, are all called Yin Zibo, "Mr. Yin", but the people on the Yin family's side call Yin Bai "Mr. Yin", and Yin Zibo is called "Zibo", and even in front of people.

Ling Ran said: "Zibo, wait a minute, I'll go and bring my notebook, I use the notebook to type and record, which is much smoother than handwriting." Ling Ran stood up.

Yin Zibo also stood up: "Let's go to your office." I'm this, it's too noisy. โ€

The two returned to Ling Ran's office, Ling Ran closed the door, soaked Yin Zibo in a cup of Longjing, and the two started again. This time it was much smoother, Ling Ran quickly typed in the notebook, but the things written down were still mixed with Chinese and English, Yin Zibo was dazzled: "You remember it like this, will you understand it later?"

"I remember it myself, and of course I can understand it. Ling Ran smiled, "When I sort it out for the first time, I will send it to you immediately, and you can help me correct and supplement." โ€

Yin Zibo was taken aback: "Don't, I'm most afraid of writing." When asked me to write, I couldn't write 100 words in half an hour. Yin Zibo has a pious heart for writing, a spirit of excellence, and a work attitude of pursuing perfection. Write a 100-word emotion on the blog, at least three times, the first time, whether it is smooth or not, the second time, how is the rhetoric, the third time, whether there are typos, it is not enough to be sure that it is impeccable, it must be profound, vivid, refreshing and touching, in short, at least 20 minutes.

Ling Ran thought about it: "We communicate on QQ, you say, I type." โ€

It took Ling Ran three days to completely write and revise the introduction of the industry and the company. Because Shao Chengzhi was not in Beijing, Ling Ran's bad work habits cultivated on Wall Street were completely attacked, working 16 hours a day, endlessly changing there, constantly adding charts, data, and various modifications while changing, Yin Zibo later begged for mercy: "Ling Ran, you can change faster than I can see." โ€

Yin Zibo looked at the charts, and it was a little difficult to analyze various data, so Ling Ran explained it to him in detail.

Yin Zibo is a bachelor, and under normal circumstances, he goes to bed at two o'clock in the middle of the night, but when he is not with the girls, he sleeps directly in the office. But Ling Ran slept later than him, all those who do investment banks are night owls, Ling Ran goes to bed at 34 o'clock in the morning and gets up before 8 o'clock in the morning, and he has to come to work with a radiant face and no hair in the morning. Yin Zibo secretly admired it, he had never seen a girl work so badly in the past.

Ling Ran finally called it a day and showed the final draft to Yin Zibo, and both of them were very proud. Yin Zibo looked at it and muttered: "Wow, the wood carving industry has such a market prospect, then isn't everyone going to invest in Ling Ran, are you mistaken, our company has so many profits in 5 years?

Ling Ran smiled: "These processing and processing, which will be used to write the "Prospectus" in the future, must be extremely shameless to highlight the image of our company's wealth, so that investors will be willing to say nothing and pay out of their pockets after reading it." Not to mention that our company is really good, it's just a pear-shaped bitch with a belly and hoop legs, and I have to put a few straps on her, apply glue and powder, bring a wig, and stuff two sponges on her chest. โ€

Yin Zibo fainted: "Well, I'm still relatively honest, and I'm a conscience." โ€

"Zibo, you are a major shareholder, you said you want face or money. Ling Ran pouted: "Give you 10 billion and sell your conscience to the devil." When you are drunk, you dream of death, and after you die, you will go to hell, do you want to do it?"

"Oh, I'll have to think about it. โ€

"Cash, 1 billion cash, piled up in front of you. โ€

Yin Zibo closed his eyes and thought: "1 billion cash, how big should that be?"

"A room. Think about it, three 18-year-old young models, with long legs and thin waists, white skin, and naked ** rolling on the neatly stacked yuan. โ€

Yin Zibo groaned: "Deal." โ€

Ling Ran thanked Yin Zibo: "Without you, no one would have been able to write this document." It is your knowledge of the industry and the enterprise that makes this document, although the data is carefully selected and inducing, to read reasoned and convincing. This kind of persuasiveness comes entirely from your love for the wood carving industry, your insight into the market, and your deep feelings for this company. Make the content substantial, in-depth and enthusiastic, so as to be infectious. Those employees of the investment bank are not without writing skills, nor are they not working hard enough, but because they themselves do not know so much about the client industry, they can only rely on copying a little from the east, a little from the west, and some flowery rhetoric, which is why their articles read the same, and they will not have an impression in their minds after reading them. โ€

Yin Zibo blushed shyly: "Well, I like this industry very much, I entered the industry at the age of 15." โ€

Yin Zibo sighed: "Ling Ran, you write so well." If only I could be like you, I could write whatever I wanted, and express whatever I wanted. I started learning wood carving at the age of 15 and have been engaged in this industry for 16 years, which is good and bad, the advantage is that I entered the industry early, but the disadvantage is that my education level is too low. Hey, it's all because I was too playful when I was a child, I didn't like to read, how did I know that culture was so important, and now I can't make up for it."

Ling Ran was a little puzzled: "Why didn't you stay in school for a few more years? People can learn not only in school, but also at work." You are now in this industry, you are at the level of doctoral supervisors, can anyone in the company compare with you? For example, my uncle, if he is better than you, I will look for him and not you."

Yin Zibo smiled: "Uncle He, well, Uncle He is not in this business, he can't even understand whether the wood is good or bad, whether there is a crack or not." However, if he can manage the company, I can't, and if I were like him, I would be much better off graduating from high school."

Ling Ran had never met a junior high school student in the past, and she had no substantive experience of the statement "I have a low level of education": "But you are so smart, knowledgeable and thoughtful, every time I talk to you, I feel very broad-minded and can learn a lot." You have already surpassed the limit of academic qualifications, why are you so obsessed with graduating from junior high school?

"Of course there is trouble, and the trouble is great. For example, if I can't read the company's financial statements, Uncle He can understand them. Yin Zibo suddenly became a little angry, "Actually, Uncle He can't do it either." For example, this listing. In fact, five years ago, a big investment bank came to us and suggested that we go public, but we refused, because we didn't understand, so we didn't dare. If one of the two of us and Uncle He is highly educated, we won't have to delay until now to consider going public. โ€

Ling Ran was speechless, and after a while, she said softly: "The process of preparing for listing and issuance will involve asset restructuring, enterprise restructuring, financial cleanup, etc., which is very professional, and no company can complete it by itself, and must seek professional institutions to solve it." But in the process of this listing, all of us will learn a lot, get promoted, and the whole company will be reborn as a truly modern business to move on to the next milestone. โ€

Yin Zibo sighed: "The matter of going public is entrusted to Brother Ye and you anyway." With the two of you, I don't have anything to worry about. These are still things at work, in fact, in life, there are many more, which makes me feel very stupid."

"What's the matter?"

"Well, for example, you often use foreign languages, and I don't understand any foreign languages. Brother Ye sometimes bursts out a word casually, everyone laughs, I really don't understand what's funny, but everyone else laughs, I don't laugh, how can I laugh, I have to laugh with it, but every time I laugh, my cheeks hurt. Yin Zibo was depressed.

Ling Ran didn't know what to say.

Yin Zibo continued to mutter: "There are others, they speak Chinese, and I don't understand them." Once, someone suggested going to a song hall to find a young lady. I said don't call me, I don't touch Miss, I'm afraid of getting sick. And the man said, "Thou know, thy brother Zibo is the purest of all, and he only plays Plato, and do not defile him." Everyone laughed. I didn't understand what he was talking about, and I couldn't scold him back, so I had to laugh twice, like an idiot. โ€

Ling Ran sighed: "Plato, it's a foreign word, it means spiritual love. Platonic love refers to love that only loves each other spiritually and does not have a ** relationship. You said that you don't look for a young lady, and they laugh at you for only playing spiritual love, which is a bit ridiculous, but there is no malice. โ€

Yin Zibo was happy now: "Oh, it turns out that it means spiritual love." Spiritual love, well, I like it. โ€

Ling Randi: This kid actually likes spiritual love, and the male dog is not in a hurry with you.

Ling Ran sighed: "If you hear any words you don't understand in the future, I'm here, you just ask me, I'm not there, you can check it with your mobile phone, there are explanations on the Internet." Don't keep it in your mind. Chinese word formation ability is very strong, I returned to China this time, too, I can't understand what others say, obviously I know the words, and I don't know what it means to spell together. โ€

Yin Zibo Lingran looked at the pages written by Ling Ran over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the more proud he became: "This is much better than what Brother Ye and his company wrote." โ€

Ling Ran smiled: "Of course, I just think that their company is not good at writing, so I wrote a copy myself." Those investment banks don't know much about the industry, they can't write anything good. โ€

Yin Zibo's mind flashed: "Well, if Brother Ye and his company are written like this, other investment banks will have nothing to play." โ€

Ling Ran smiled: "Then you can show him." However, I must not let others know about this, otherwise I will not be able to mix up my own invigilation and cheat in this industry. โ€

Yin Zibo immediately said: "Others won't know, God knows that you know and I know this, even Brother Ye won't know." I'll just say my secretary wrote it for me. โ€

Ling Ran thought to herself: If your secretary can write it, she will still earn 5,000 yuan a month from you.

"Okay, that's good, you have to keep it a secret anyway. Ling Ran nodded desperately.

Yin Zibo walked away happily.

Ling Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Chengzhi, you said that a person can only let go if he is psychologically strong. I can say it now, I let it go. Not only did I forgive him, I let it go.

Yin Zibo returned to his office and called Ye Ling excitedly: "Brother Ye, are you free tonight, let's have dinner together, there will be a party in the evening, it will end before 9 o'clock, well, okay, see you after 9 o'clock in the evening." The two made an appointment to meet at the bar and each closed the line.

Yin Zibo stayed in the office alone and had nothing to do, he was dizzy by Ling Ran's document these days, and suddenly he was busy, Yin Zibo seemed to be missing something, he was uncomfortable, and his mind began to think about it: platonic love, spiritual love, spiritual love, well, so that her uncle would have nothing to catch me.

Yin Zibo thought about it, picked up his mobile phone, carefully thought about the words, sighed three times, revised it n times, and spent more than half an hour sending a text message to Ling Ran:

"Why does the world have so many regrets, because this is a whirling world. Regret is regret, regret is beauty. The dead leaves in autumn seem to be unremarkable, but in fact, they are pregnant with the laws of nature. A peaceful life is like a dry well like the sea, pure and natural, but a life without ups and downs cannot be considered perfect. I spent 31 years of my life in a plain and unremarkable way, and it seemed to be very pure and peaceful, but in fact I was waiting for a major change in my life, small but not far away. โ€

After two minutes, Yin Zibo's mobile phone "beeped" and vibrated twice, and Yin Zibo was so excited: Ling Ran was moved.

Yin Zibo hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone and looked: What do you mean? I don't understand.

Yin Zibo almost jumped up: Why don't you understand the pinch, I'm not just talking about beauty, let's have platonic love.

Yin Zibo thought for a while: It seems that Ling Ran thinks I am too vague, but I am very low-key, and I don't like courtship to be too explicit.

Yin Zibo thought about it for a long time, flipped through his mobile phone, and finally knew what he should do.

Yin Zibo turned on the computer and sent two poems to Ling Ran from QQ:

"Who, by my hand, has taken me into madness for half my life;

Who, kissing my eyes, covering me for half my life;

Who, caress my face, comforts me for half a lifetime of sorrow;

Who, with my heart, melts the frost of half my life;"

Yin Zibo thought to himself: This time, it's straightforward enough.

Half a minute later, Ling Ran replied: Zibo, you mean, you are sick, ask me if you have myrrh, right? Sorry, I don't have it, psychotropic drugs are prescription drugs, and you can't get them easily.

Yin Zibo almost squirted a mouthful of blood on the screen: What the fuck, what kind of comprehension ability.

Yin Zibo thought about it and typed on QQ: Ling Ran, can we eat together at noon?

Ling Ran: If you pay, you can, where can you eat? The more expensive, the better.

Yin Zibo looked at it, that angry, I pay for it, the more expensive the better, rely on, Chiguoguo's blackmail.

On the 6th floor of the Crown Building, there is a whole floor of fast food restaurants, and most of the employees of the companies in the building solve lunch problems there at noon. Crown to his company's employees also issued a card, every month the company rushed into the lunch fee, employees can not use up, at the end of the month can also in the fast food restaurant card cash, if you want rice, oil and other physical objects, you can also ask the fast food restaurant to get cash. Crown's employees simply call the fast food restaurant a cafeteria.

Yin Zibo angrily typed on QQ: Let's go eat soup.

Ling Ranhui: ???

Yin Zibo saw that he was going to die, and quickly corrected it: No, it's not soup, it's soup.

Ling Ranhui: Well, you better go by yourself, I'll be exempt.

Yin Zibo's heart was killed: it's a cafeteria, a cafeteria, hey, fuck.

Ling Ran was angry: Why are you scolding, fierce wool.

Yin Zibo hurriedly replied: beautiful breasts

Hurry back again: no chest

Hurry up and correct it again: no evil

Ling Ran didn't reply.

Yin Zibo's head was as big as a fight: Ling Ran, I made a mistake. That's not what I meant. So, let's go eat something good, Japanese food, Korean barbecue, Peking duck, what do you like?

Ling Ranhui: That's pretty much it. Let's eat the same, are you willing to do it?

Yin Zibo replied: What is there to be reluctant to do, it is rare to find a chicken in life.

Ling Ran was furious: **you.

Yin Zibo anxious: Hey, it's a rare confidant in life.

A red circle with an exclamation mark appeared below, and it turned out that Ling Ran had already blacked him out.

Yin Zibo slapped himself on the forehead: What's the matter.

Hurriedly dialed the inside line and tried his best to explain.

Ling Ran sighed: "Okay, okay." Needless to say, I understand, you made a typo, what words are you storing on your computer, and you have lunch together? Why don't you have an appetite? Ask yourself, can I still eat at noon?"

Ling Ran hung up the phone with a "chirp".

Yin Zibo smiled bitterly: I really made a mistake.

Yin Zibo feels that no one in the world is more bitter than himself.

Yin Zibo didn't want to go to the cafeteria to eat anymore, and it was estimated that he didn't want to go to that place to eat again in his life, so he went to the first floor of the building to eat a bowl of ramen, and bought a bag of pastries for Ling Ran in Wei Duomei, and sent it to her to the office: "Its cream cake is very delicious." You taste it. โ€

Ling Ran rolled her eyes at him, put down the watering can in her hand, went into the bathroom to wash her hands, came back to make coffee, eat pastries, and made a cup for Yin Zibo by the way.

Yin Zibo was speechless while drinking coffee: "Well, this pot of phalaenopsis blooms so well." โ€

"I'm tired of waiting for it, and I'll call the courier to send it back to Mr. Ye in two days, and I'm disgusted. Ling Ran said angrily.

"Oh, don't. Such a beautiful flower, you don't want to put it in my office. Yin Zi moved the flower pot with his hand.

"That's not going to work. You put it down for me, you dare to touch my things. Ling Ran was anxious, "It's hard to raise this flower, put it in your office, and it will be smoked to death by the smell of your cigarettes in two days." โ€

"Oh. Yin Zibo put down the flower pot and saw something like a thermometer stuck in the soil, "What is this?" โ€

"Hygrometer. โ€

"Oh, I thought it was an anal meter, but it turned out to be a hygrometer. Yin Zibo muttered in a low voice,

The cream cake in Ling Ran's hand fell on the table: "Yin Zibo, you get out of me." Get out, get out. Ling Ran pushed and shoved, drove Yin Zibo out of his office, and slammed the door with a "ping-pong".

Yin Zibo stood in the corridor, and several secretaries peeked out of the doors to see what was happening.

Yin Zibo straightened the collar of his suit and stomped his feet: "Hey, the passing year is not good, and the horse's ass is patted on the horse's leg." โ€

In the afternoon, Yin Zibo was thinking hard in the office, how to apologize to Ling Ran, what to give her something to pinch? Yin Zibo remembered Ye Ling's pot of orchids, and watched Ling Ran serve this pot of flowers every day, just like serving her mother, spraying water and basking in the sun. Well, it seems that she likes to raise flowers, but Ye Ling has already sent a pot, and she will send another pot of flowers herself, which is nothing new.

Yin Zibo thought about it, went to the pet store on the 4th floor of the building, and brought a bird cage, which contained two very beautiful red-collared green parrots: "Ling Ran, look, these two birds are beautiful, give them to you, raise them to play." โ€

Ling Ran couldn't cry or laugh: "Raise birds, please, raise a family or an office? Don't, don't, you raise it yourself. โ€

It turned out to be troublesome, Yin Zibo thought about it and made sense, and went out with the birdcage. After more than half an hour, Yin Zibo came back, holding a small fish tank, which contained two beautiful tropical fish: "This is called ruby fish, beautiful, very clean and easy to raise, feed it some fish food every day, just change the water once a week." โ€

Ling Ran smiled bitterly: "Let me feed the fish." Hey, when I don't feed, I forget to feed it for several days, and when I feed it, I throw a lot of it. The fish either starved me to death or supported me to death. Forget it, forget it, you still have it yourself, I can't raise any dogs or cats. โ€

This is also oh, feeding the fish every day is really troublesome, and she should find someone who forgot to feed and couldn't starve to death. Yin Zibo went out with a fish tank, and half an hour later, he came in with another fish tank, and inside was a bunch of small green turtles: "Ling Ran, look, this is a Brazilian turtle, it's good-looking." It's easy to raise, just throw some turtle food into it when you remember it, forget to feed it, and you won't starve to death. โ€

Ling Ran rolled her eyes at the ceiling twice: Yin Zibo, you are not finished.

Ling Ran was helpless, and moaned weakly: "Okay, Mr. Yin, please put it down first, then go out, close the door for me, don't come in again in the afternoon, okay? Leave me some time to work, you pay me more than 40,000 a month, is it to let me raise birds, fish and turtles in the office?"

Yin Zibo thought about it, too, he was indeed too diligent, okay, he won't come this afternoon, and he has to do some work this afternoon. Yin Zi Bomei went out.

When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, the owner of the fast food restaurant downstairs came to Yin Zibo's office with a box: "Mr. Yin, a Mr. Ling of your company, asked us to stew a bowl of soup for you, just made it, and brought it to you." โ€

The boss opened the heat shield and put a bowl of steaming meat soup in front of Yin Zibo, who was a little hungry and almost drooled: Wow, Ling Ran, why are you so good to me.

"What is this?" Yin Zibo asked.

"Well, this should be considered soft-shelled turtle soup. I don't know if I can say that. The 8 Brazilian turtles that Mr. Ling gave didn't have much meat, so 8 of them stewed such a small bowl of soup."