The library in Arashiso is even more spacious and luxurious than the city's libraries, with shelves surrounded by books on a circular platform. The shelves are full of books from all over the world, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, spanning all major fields, and there are even unique photocopies and out-of-print collection prints.

In the center is a huge carved wooden bookcase, towering into the sky, with carved artworks related to book categories, album sculptures, upholstery on the staircase and floor, and warm yellow lighting to soothe the tired eyes.

In addition to the employees who come and go here to report from the headquarters and subsidiaries, there are more servants from Lanzhuang, family members of employees, and internal subordinates.

Knowledge is shared by all humankind.

"Ah, this book makes me want to go to the bottom of the sea and travel around the world."

Sang Ting lay back on the fluffy carpet, tucked the travelogue to his chest, and reached out to touch the orange cat that was pacing slowly.

This cat was born shiny and shiny, it was a small wandering that slipped into the mountains, and that day it pounced out of the grass, and its fluffy figure was against the light, like a hot floating dream baked by the sun in the afternoon, chasing butterflies and hitting the legs of Quan Heng, and the mud paws covered the plum blossom stamp on the trouser legs.

As soon as he finished talking about business, Quan Heng, who was physically and mentally exhausted, lowered his head and looked at the cat.

The sunset was shattered by the branches disturbed by the autumn wind, like orange candy scattered all over the ground.

didn't shoot the butterfly, it raised its head and meowed at Quan Heng, holding its head high and gray and pitiful.

"It's a little thing, but it's good eyesight." Huo Yunbai said with a smile on the side.

The people of a village hit the master of the house.

So he was taken back by the maid to wash and put it in the village, and he broke the antiques, scratched the silk and disturbed the flower field, and no one condemned it.

lives more nourishingly than anyone else, just like a master.

The pedestrians who come and go still like this cat, give them all the food that suits their hearts, coax them to be delicate and casual, wander around when they have nothing to do, tease the koi in the pond, paralyze on the bluestone road and load the "cat cake", let the autumn wind blow up a golden wave, and no one stopped them when they entered the library.

Who's going to stop a little cat who loves to learn?

"Hey, Tangerine Candy, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you want to study, little cat? Let's memorize the alphabet first......"

Sang Ting scratched the cat's chin, and was about to torture the poor cat with the English of killing a thousand knives, and he stumbled around him for a while, arching over a hairy head.

"Brother Xiaoting, what do you read this word?"

Mu Jing held "The Little Prince", suppressed his voice, and quietly pointed to a word.

Sang Ting replied, and felt that it was inappropriate, "I think you should read the version of the Pinyin annotation, I'll find it for you......"

At home, Sang Ting didn't have the quiet consciousness of the library, so he wanted to get up and rummage, but the carpet was too soft to coax him to get up, and he struggled for two seconds, but he just wanted to fall asleep.

It's really a sluggish autumn season, and I want to take a nap.

The orange cat sits, with its two paws obediently placed in one place, holding it dignified for a moment, and in a few seconds it yawns lazily, hooks its tail for a while, tilts its head and looks at the strange two-legged beast cub.

Mu Jing blinked and smiled brightly at it.

"Yo, what about Xiao Wu's teasing cat, this cat is so fat?"

Huo Yunbai approached with the folder, still holding the wine bottle that was about to bottom out in one hand.

"No, it's just fat, it's neutered." Sang Ting stroked the cat's head twice, looking at the wine bottle with a familiar look, "What did you drink?" ”

"Dudonon cognac."

One bottle, $1.89 million.

"Whew! There's not a lot of wine in this collection, and I'm still waiting for a few bottles to make an exception for my birthday! Sang Ting came to his senses and got up with a bone, "Sister Yunbai, you leave me a cup!" ”

"Honestly, you can't drink under the age of majority."

Sang Ting fell directly, and after a few seconds, he resigned himself to finding the book.

"Sister Yunbai, my sister is inside."

Mu Jing pointed in a direction, it was the tea room inside the library.

But it's useful to talk about business.

"Okay, got it."

Huo Yunbai walked inside, but he didn't rush to open the door.

Quan Heng recently plans to donate all the original books to the National Museum, as well as some antique cultural relics that are not the original of Lanzhuang, which are the responsibility of Jing Luochen, the person in charge of the library, as well as the investment in schools in the mountainous areas, talent aid, and safety and security.

Money is a small thing, but there are some troubles to implement.

This money does not go well, and it is someone else who feeds it.

There was a noise in the room, the handle swung, and after the door opened, an elegant and intellectual middle-aged woman walked out.

"Professor Jing." Huo Yunbai greeted.

She is a rough person, not very interested in intellectuals, but she has a lot of respect for intellectuals who are particularly business-minded and do not die of reading.

Jing Luochen is the latter.

"When did you come back?" Jing Luochen looked at her hand in Chinese and said interestingly, "Find a chance to chat, you talk to the boss about business first, I'll go first." ”

"Well said." Huo Yunbai entered the door.

"How's it going?"

Quan Heng's head is not biased, and it can only be Huo Yunbai who comes to her at this time.

"What you said about cooperating with the city to repair the martyrs' cemetery, condolences to the families of the martyrs, and educational activities have been arranged, we have someone to follow up, and it is Mayor Xie who is the one who leads the way, and the Modern Building has brought down the executive director Meng who was supported by the Quan family, and now there is only ...... left."

At this point, she said no more.

"Bian Lao is still anxious, and the affairs of the art museum are well watched."

Quan Heng raised his hand to pour out the cold tea, his expression was calm, and his tone was light.

"The person in charge of the art museum is Mayor Cheng's brother-in-law, who has a great reputation in the art circle, and wants to have a joint exhibition with foreign artist collectors, among which the Yamanaka Chamber of Commerce is also eyeing this piece of fat."

Yamanaka Chamber of Commerce?

Huo Yunbai's heart turned a thousand times, she had heard Xu Hanbai say this, the Shanzhong Chamber of Commerce had engaged in a batch of antiques, and dared to take over the goods that Quan Lin's bastard stood had robbed, it was really a brain-dead thing that was in line with the national spirit of the island country.

But the boss suddenly brought it up......

"The person in charge of the art museum wants to hold a cruise ship art exhibition and make contacts, but it is impossible to say whether it is art or a transaction of money and sex. You...... Do you want people to see it? ”

"After all, it's Bian Lao's project, so let someone cheer it up," Quan Heng said, "But on the surface, our relationship with Bian Lao is not easy to expose, so let's go in private name." ”

That is, to collect evidence, but not to let the foggy port show up.

"Understood."

Huo Yunbai responded, and handed the Chinese to Quan Heng: "Boss, there is something wrong with the group's revenue in Europe, although Wugang does not rely on these bright enterprises to operate, but it is not a small problem, I went there this time to do an investigation, you see ......"

"Revenue is something that the CEO of the group should worry about, not me," Kwon Heng flipped through a page of the report and put it aside, "If the revenue is not good, he should take the initiative to report to me and wait for me to be held accountable...... It's time for him to get his pension and rest. ”

Wugang never oppresses employees, and Kwon Heng is generous enough, but this is not a reason for his subordinates to cheat and cheat.

What kind of salary, what burden to carry.

Impotence is original sin.

"It's really incompetent, but the vice president looks good in the past two years, or ......"

"The company on the account, you look at it."

Quan Heng didn't care much and asked something interested.

"How's the matter of the Fifth Middle School?"