Song Haowen smiled and said, "Isn't it convenient for me to take a taxi by myself?" He pushed Yang Yuebing's little head away from his chest and kissed her gently on her smooth forehead.

"Okay, can you let me go? I'm going to drink saliva. Yang Yuebing blushed and let go of the other party's waist, turned around and poured a cup of tea for Song Haowen.

"You woke up so early, you shouldn't have eaten breakfast yet, right?" Song Haowen hehe: "I want you to have a treat, I can save a little." Yang Yuebing scolded with a smile: "Stingy ghost! As long as you are willing to appreciate the light, I am willing to invite you every day. Song Haowen frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will eat you poor?" Yang Yuebing smiled evilly: "Don't worry, even if you let go of your belly and eat, you won't be able to eat me." Song Haowen was puzzled: "So generous? Could it be that you have won the jackpot? Yang Yuebing smiled.

"What jackpot to win? You are my jackpot! Song Haowen suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are using my spear to stab my shield!" Please eat my own canteen. ”

"That's right. Where is the breakfast outside that our hotel makes its own good? It's hygienic, delicious, and affordable. Yang Yuebing said proudly.

Song Haowen scratched Yang Yuebing's nose with his hand and said, "Okay, then let's go now, I'm hungry." "Yang Yuebing

"Poof" Yile, covered his mouth with his hand and snickered, and took Song Haowen to the canteen on the third floor to eat. Song Haowen's work in the morning was to inspect and accept Building No. 2.

After seeing the decoration is basically satisfied, Song Haowen asked the decoration company to be fine after the acceptance is not qualified, and a contact person must be determined, in case the building is found in the process of use, it must be helped to solve it in time.

The renovation company agreed. In the afternoon, Song Haowen visited the company's employees and separately summoned the office director He Yiju.

When Song Haowen saw her, he only felt that his eyes lit up, wearing a work uniform, she looked generous and calm, dignified and beautiful, not at all like thirty-seven or eighteen years old, like a big girl in her early thirties, if she stood with her daughter Zhou Xiaomei, people would prefer to believe that they were sisters, not mother and daughter.

Song Haowen chatted with He Yiju about the company's situation, and felt that she knew very well and was no stranger to finance.

I felt that she was a trustworthy employee, and I thought about how to train her. If she can take on the big responsibility, he can let her succeed Yang Yuebing in the Pengcheng chain hotel, so that Yang Yuebing can free herself and return to the capital to continue to take the helm of the headquarters.

In the evening, Song Haowen asked Yang Yuebing to talk to her uncle Shen Yehong on the phone, and asked Shen Yehong if he had time tomorrow afternoon, and she and Song Haowen wanted to visit him.

Shen Yehong was very happy to receive her call, saying that he had something to do and was looking for Xiao Song, so they asked them to come to Hong Kong City University tomorrow afternoon to find him.

Song Haowen heard that Shen Yehong asked him to go to him, thinking that he agreed to work in Pengcheng, and felt very happy, so he invited the company's cadres to the canteen for dinner in the evening.

Including Xu Bin, the director of the office of the head office, Leng Xiaohe, the deputy chief of the finance department who was just promoted by Yang Yuebing, Zhang Wei, the deputy director of the engineering department, and Peng Xue, the trainer of the training department, as well as He Yiju, the office director of Pengcheng Hotel, Zhou Xiaomei, the lobby manager, and two accountants.

Everyone saw that Song Haowen was young, polite and approachable, and they all liked to communicate with him, especially He Yiju's daughter Zhou Xiaomei took the initiative to sit down next to Song Haowen, a big brother, and her mother Zhou Xiaomei shook her head and accused her of being ignorant in public.

However, Song Haowen didn't mind this, but was affectionate to Zhou Xiaomei, which made Yang Yuebing and Peng Xue a little appreciative.

At dinner, everyone ate to the fullest, and both men and women drank more than seventy or eighty percent of the wine. It was rare for Yang Yuebing to let go of drinking like this once, and in the end she was only a millimeter away from getting drunk, Song Haowen asked He Yiju's mother and daughter to help Yang Yuebing into the guest room to rest.

Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing lived in a business suite, and Yang Yuebing deliberately arranged it to be door-to-door. Song Haowen went to his room to wash his face, a little worried about Yang Yuebing, so he went to the other door to see her.

When Song Haowen entered the door, He Yiju's mother and daughter had just left, and they saw Yang Yuebing sitting on the sofa with a red face, watching TV in a daze, with a cup of freshly poured green tea on the coffee table in front of him, exuding heat.

"How does it feel?" Song Haowen asked with concern. Yang Yuebing smiled slightly at Song Haowen, and said a little shyly: "I'm happy today, and I drank a little too much." Song Haowen smiled: "I think you're in good shape, but you can drink a lot more than in the capital." Yang Yuebing said apologetically: "If I drink another small cup, I guess I'm going to vomit." Song Haowen persuaded: "You'd better take advantage of the fact that the wine hasn't come up now, hurry up and wash and sleep, otherwise you will be bored later." Yang Yuebing said lightly: "It's okay." I can still hold on. You go make yourself a cup of tea, eat some fruit, and then go back early to rest, tomorrow we have a lot to do. Song Haowen said: "I won't drink tea, there are fruits over there." I'm going back, you can rest early. With that, he turned and left.

Yang Yuebing watched Song Haowen close the door and leave, sighed softly, forced his body to secure the door, and then went to the bathroom to take a simple shower and go to bed to rest.

On the morning of the next day, Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing went to the industrial and commercial department to apply for the business license of Pengcheng Jiutian Investment Co., Ltd., with the total assets of Building No. 1 and Building No. 2 of 10 million yuan as the company's registered capital, and consulted the laws and regulations on the establishment of joint ventures.

In the afternoon, Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing took a taxi to Pengcheng Port. After crossing the border, the two took a taxi again to Hong Kong City University.

After Shen Yehong received a call from the gatekeeper, he went to the school gate to take Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing to the office of the dean of the School of Computer Science.

The secretary poured a cup of coffee for Song Haowen and Yang Yuebing and then withdrew. After chattering with each other, Shen Yehong said apologetically: "Mr. Song, I'm really sorry." I am very grateful that you invited me to work in Pengcheng, but I am currently powerless and unable to help your company. I'm still working on the relevant departments, and if we can, we still have the opportunity to cooperate, and as for the way to cooperate, we will study it later. Song Haowen smiled: "Thank you, Dean Song." If you can have this heart, I will be satisfied. As for the cooperation between us, I am not in a hurry for a while, and after I have dealt with the affairs of Pengcheng, I will come to talk to you about cooperation. Shen Yehong nodded and said, "Yes, the coming day is long." I invited Mr. Song over today because of another matter. After speaking, he took out a hardcover thick book from the library, handed it to Song Haowen, and asked: "This newly published "Nature" journal has a paper of more than 200,000 words on it, did you write it?" ”