But is Lee Won-bin the kind of person who would betray his teammates?
"It's Ryujin and Yuna..."
Without hesitation, Li Yuanbin provided the producer of this set of emoticons to the person involved.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me, may God bless you two..." Li Yuanbin looked at Huang Lizhi on the phone seriously, and silently apologized to the Shuangshen sisters in his heart.
Huang Lizhi gave an expression of "You're smart", then silently added this emoticon package to his own expressions, and by the way, searched the Internet for how to make emoticon packages and tutorials.
However, Li Yuanbin could not see these actions of hers.
The two chatted for a while and then prepared to hang up the video. The reason was that Li Cailing, who had been taking a shower, had returned!
After saying goodbye to each other, the two hung up the phone.
Li Yuanbin put down the phone and looked at the time on his phone. He was afraid that it was not enough time to call Minnie via video, so he called up the chat interface between him and Minnie. Only then did he realize that when they were chatting yesterday, Minnie had told him about today's schedule.
After another quick look, I can only say that it is so densely packed that it makes people feel uncomfortable.
As it is almost one in the morning, it would be better to let Minnie get some more rest. As for calling to keep in touch, she can call at any time.
Li Yuanbin sat up from the chair with the help of the armrest and drank the last bit of wine in the glass. Then he turned around and walked into the room with the bottle and glass.
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Time always passes by inadvertently. When I open the notebook where I write and draw, the words between the lines are full of thoughts and improvements on the quotation for the sale of Toshiba Semiconductor. In a blink of an eye, Li Yuanbin has been in Neon for fifteen days.
During this period, Kering Group's offer for Toshiba Semiconductor underwent three rounds of updates, gradually reaching the upper limit set by Li Yuanbin in his mind.
Toshiba Group has gradually leaned towards Kering Group through continuous meetings and discussions, and Hon Hai Group has sent its core team after learning that the new player is Kering Group. Even Chairman Terry Gou came to Japan in person, but left in a hurry after staying for a day.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Li Yuanbin. Since the last time he met with their chairman Satoshi Tsunakawa at Toshiba Group, he has never been involved in anything in person again, and has left it to the people of Kering Group.
Firstly, he wanted to train them, but the main reason was that it was impossible for the president to always be ahead of the employees. After all, Li Yuanbin paid them a good salary, and he couldn't let Li Yuanbin do everything by himself!
Therefore, Kering Group and Toshiba Group are now very close. It depends on whether Satoshi Tsunakawa and Taro Shimada have the courage!
Apart from work, Lee Won-bin has been enjoying a very comfortable life these days. Not only has his relationship with Nakamura Minami improved, but he has also gotten to know the kid Nakamura Ichiyo.
The reason was that when Li Yuanbin was out two days ago, he met Nakamura Ichiyo again. Based on the principle of communicating more if there is a connection, both of them got each other's contact information.
It’s still the familiar villa, and it’s still the familiar people.
Li Yuanbin stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room on the second floor of the villa. Behind him stood a beautiful figure, who was his secretary Park Xueyun.
Park Seol-yoon placed the five boxes in his hands on the cabinet beside him and opened them. Inside were brand new ties. This time, the ties were not the same style as the last time he went to Toshiba Group, but brand new ones.
Park Seol-yoon would take out the tie from the box from time to time and gesture at Lee Won-bin's back, as if he was thinking about what kind of tie to choose.
She frowned, pinched her chin with her slender hand, and thought, and finally chose a tie that matched Li Yuanbin's suit today.
After covering the other boxes, Park Seol-yoon took the tie and stood behind Lee Won-bin, waiting quietly.
Li Yuanbin saw Park Seol-yoon walking towards him in the mirror, so he turned around, stood in front of Park Seol-yoon, and lowered his head slightly.
Park Seol-yoon walked over with a smile, took out the tie and held it against Lee Won-bin's body, looking him up and down, then nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Just right!"
Then Park Seol-yoon untied his tie, stood on tiptoe slightly, put his arms around his head, and put the tie around Lee Won-bin's neck.
After confirming that everything was correct, Park Seol-yoon took two steps back and stood a little distance away from Lee Won-bin, looking him up and down.
It was obvious that Park Seol-yoon was very satisfied with the style she had matched for Lee Won-bin today. Her captivating eyes curved into a smile as she nodded gently at Lee Won-bin and gave him a thumbs-up: "Perfect!"
Li Yuanbin nodded slightly, took the suit handed to him by Park Xueyun and put it on, buttoned it one by one, and moved his upper body slightly to make himself more comfortable.
Turning around and looking at himself in the mirror, Li Yuanbin took a closer look and nodded with satisfaction.
As expected, Park Seol-yoon is still the same Park Seol-yoon. Her aesthetic taste is first-class and doesn't seem fake. At least in Lee Won-bin's opinion, the outfit she matched for herself is still very good.
"Let's go!" Li Yuanbin looked at Park Seol-yoon through the mirror, nodded slowly and said.
While speaking, he also looked at Park Seol-yoon.
Today, Park Seol-yoon was dressed the same as when she went to Toshiba Group some time ago: a black OL suit, a white shirt, and her long black hair was tied with a simple rubber band, turning into a ponytail hanging behind her head, with only a few strands of hair hanging naturally from one side.
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