Chapter 28 September, the golden autumn, is crab season again…
September, the golden autumn season, is once again the season for eating crabs. Last year, Wang Zhuokang's thirty baskets of crabs pleased Wenxi, and this year, as soon as the season began, his family sent them over again.
Li Zhoudu got up early and went downstairs, adjusting his tie with his head down. Listening to the lively sounds coming from the kitchen, he asked, "What are they busy with over there?"
Wenxi checked the family accounts and counted which families needed to receive the crabs, then casually remarked, "It's Little Cat who's cooking."
"she?"
Li Zhoudu had no idea what Li Li was up to this time. He straightened his shirt sleeves and went to see what was going on, only to find that she was giving orders rather than cooking.
Wearing an apron and a mask, Li Li was busy early in the morning arranging for the chef to make large portions of oily and spicy dishes, while she herself stared at a pot of white porridge in front of her, occasionally stirring it with a wooden spoon.
He asked, "When is breakfast?"
Li Li looked up at him, and said in a strange, muffled voice, "Don't restaurants have all of these? Bread, steamed buns, and soy milk."
What about these?
"These aren't for you to eat." She guarded the food, giving you a look that said, "You're getting in my way."
Li Zhoudu was unconvinced and wanted to ask why he couldn't drink the porridge.
In the blink of an eye, Li Li threw ginger and garlic, chopped so finely they were indistinguishable, into the pot of white porridge, then poured in a large amount of pepper and salt, and stirred it like an evil witch concocting poison.
Then, holding the wooden ladle handle, he lifted it up, pulled down his mask, took a small bite, and was so disgusted by the garlic flavor that he almost vomited.
Li Zhoudu turned and left.
On Sunday noon, Tan Su held a meeting at the company with leaders of several major business lines to confirm the performance of each branch and the dynamic adjustment of target settings.
Around noon, the meeting was paused, and lunch was delivered from the restaurant downstairs.
Li Li followed behind Chen Ya, carrying the food she had prepared to take care of the wounded.
Lu Dai glanced at the unique and exquisite lunchbox in front of Tan Su and smiled sarcastically.
Li Li considerately opened the lid for Tan Su, who had "inconvenience in his right hand." Inside were only two dishes: one was salt and pepper mantis shrimp with roe and shells as hard as knives, and the other was spicy crab sprinkled with millet peppers and bright red, accompanied only by a few bits of wood ear fungus and cucumber strips.
She picked up a white plastic bag in her hand, which contained mangosteens that were so hard they could be used as mines.
It slammed onto the dining table with a loud thud.
Lu Dai had just opened his lunchbox when he nearly choked on a mouthful of water.
Tan Su casually raised his eyes and asked, "Did you come here to sharpen your teeth?"
Li Li said casually, "Just kidding, Brother Tan Su. Your hands are so inconvenient, of course you can't eat such hard things. These are for the other leaders."
She casually pushed the two boxes of vegetables away and then put out her thermos: "This porridge is homemade, please try it."
Chen Ya handed Tan Su a clean, empty bowl, which Li Li filled to the brim, and presented it to him.
I saw him take a spoon and scoop out some porridge.
I paused for a moment after taking the first sip.
"Is the taste alright?" Li Li asked deliberately.
Tan Su, with his perpetually expressionless face, simply said, "Not bad."
Li Li sat beside him, cupping her face in her hands, watching Tan Su finish his bowl of porridge.
He put down his spoon after a long while and asked her, "Are you satisfied now?"
Li Li nodded and said, "It's fine."
"So, Brother Tan Su, it's clear that some small advantages shouldn't be taken advantage of, isn't it?"
Tan Su was amused by her and put on a dramatic act. He ruffled Li Li's short hair with his left hand, leaned close to her face, and said, "You've put so much effort into treating me, there's definitely more to it than just a bowl of porridge."
Li Li's expression fell.
There's absolutely no joy in pranking someone with an icy demeanor.
Li Li left the company and, feeling annoyed, made a phone call to Fang Xuan, saying she needed to see her about something.
It was lunchtime, and there weren't many customers in the restaurant. Fang Xuan's newly hired young girl was a student working part-time. She was wearing a neat uniform and said that the boss was on the phone inside.
boss.
Li Li thought this title was really cool.
She said thank you and headed towards Fang Xuan's lounge. The air conditioning in the lobby was set very low, and the door at the end of the corridor was open. From there, she could hear Fang Xuan arguing with someone: "What money do I owe you?"
"I won't pay this money even if it's from the court. Don't be ridiculous!"
"Come on! If you dare come, I'll call the police! Who's afraid of who?"
Li Li listened to her sharp voice and waited for the phone call inside to end before knocking on the door.
Fang Xuan stubbed out her cigarette, crossed her legs, sat on the sofa to reply to messages, and asked her to sit down.
Fang Xuan's newly permed wavy hairstyle looks very charming, and the ten-centimeter red high heels on her feet look like they could be pulled off and used as weapons.
Li Li took a glass of water from her refrigerator and asked, "Did you break up with the little star?"
"Who? Oh, him." Fang Xuan was a little distracted. It wasn't really a matter of words; they just hadn't been in touch much lately. Maybe he'd call tomorrow, or maybe he'd already deleted her as a friend. It was perfectly normal.
Li Li then asked, "So, do you two have a financial dispute now?"
“It’s not him,” Fang Xuan said. “It’s nobody.”
Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, Li Li didn't press her further, and simply said, "Then feel free to contact me anytime if you need any help."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan happily put down her phone, hugged her arm, and rubbed against her, saying, "My little darling is so good to me. What did you just ask me to help with?"
"My aunt is looking for a bag as a gift, I'll send you some pictures. It needs to be brand new or 99% new, like it just came out of the store."
Li Li sent a picture of the design, followed by the transfer amount.
Fang Xuan glanced at it and said, "The secondhand market price wouldn't be that much."
"This is her budget; you can keep the extra."
Fang Xuan assessed the situation and said, "It will take about a week."
Li Li nodded: "Okay, send me any news you have."
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With Tan Su laying the groundwork behind the scenes, Huisheng's listing materials were almost ready in advance. Now, under Tan Congxu's tutelage, the listing process through the Hong Kong Stock Exchange has been extremely smooth.
Tan Congxu estimates that the IPO can be completed in as little as four months and as short as nine months.
Ming was kept in Hong Kong by his father and son, indulging in a life of debauchery and disregarding the passage of time. Occasionally, he would go to Macau to play a few rounds of cards, spending his days traveling with luxury cars and beautiful women, living a life of unbridled pleasure in a den of iniquity.
However, he gradually realized after getting to know him that Tan Congxu was different from his outwardly refined and courteous demeanor. In reality, he was an extremely ambitious man. If Tan Su was a disciplined academic, then Tan Congxu was extremely superstitious about the power of money, power, and sex.
Everything is merely a stepping stone for him to climb upwards and return to the summit. As long as he can achieve his ultimate goal, it doesn't matter which way he goes in between.
He made no attempt to conceal the reason for his imprisonment, saying, "I was just a finance director, earning a fixed salary of one million a year. If it weren't for orders from above, would I have been so bored as to commit fraud?"
He only blamed himself for being too stupid and the old man for being too ruthless. For the sake of his own reputation, he threw his own son out as a scapegoat, which made it easier for Tan Su to take the throne.
He will seek revenge for these injustices sooner or later.
Before that, President Ming was unaware that he harbored such a deep grudge against Yan Qi.
He suddenly realized he was dealing with a tiger. His nephew was a jackal who had seized power in his early twenties, and his uncle was a tiger in his fifties determined to turn the tables. He was caught in the middle, completely unaware of what was going on, and things were unlikely to end well.
Tan Congxu may have noticed something amiss from his timid and hesitant behavior. After he made a hasty retreat to the restroom, Tan followed him and stole Mr. Ming's phone.
In front of others, he jokingly hit Ming Zong's pale face with a black brick: "What, afraid of your wife checking up on you in the middle of the night?"
"A person who has already cheated once can't have two relationships at once."
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Li Li's original intention in delivering the porridge was to warn Tan Su that she knew he was alright and that he shouldn't pretend to be sick to order her around anymore.
However, this move inadvertently fueled the already escalating rumors within the company.
The person involved went to work as usual, completely unaware of what was happening, until they received a delivery call in the office.
The florist delivered dozens of bouquets of flowers of various sizes, each with a note attached.
[To Ashely:Love U.-Brio]
She was still a little girl who liked surprises and was a bit vain. When she saw Tan Yi's gift, she was both annoyed at the thought of handling it and very happy to ask a few colleagues to help carry it into the house. She even put the flowers in vases where she could put them.
She busied herself for a while, fiddling with the rose petals and leaves on the table while chatting on the phone with Tan Yi, saying coquettishly, "Why did you send me flowers when it's not a holiday?"
Tan Yi laughed on the other end of the line: "Because my girlfriend is beautiful, I have to send her lots of flowers."
Li Li was so flattered by his sweet tone that she blushed furiously.
This happiness lasted until the afternoon when Li Li received a private message from You Chang, who immediately asked: "[President Tan sent you flowers?]"
[ha? ]
Li Li said, "[What the heck? My boyfriend gave it to me?]"
You Chang said: [Sorry, because people have been spreading rumors about you and President Tan lately... I thought you broke up with your boyfriend.]
[The rumors about me and Tan Su?]
She was furious: [Of course not! That old man took advantage of me!]
You Chang secretly thought, "President Tan is not yet thirty. She has a slim waist, long legs, and is a clothes hanger. She is quite popular in the company. It's unlikely that spreading a rumor about her would be taking advantage of you."
But Li Li was furious. She felt that the spread of this messy information must be related to Tan Su's recent frequent "green tea" behavior.
Especially now that they've actually impersonated Tan to deliver the flowers, their crime is compounded!
She took screenshots of her chat with You Chang, erased the other person's profile picture and nickname, and coldly sent a WeChat message to Tan Su saying:
[You wouldn't want this misunderstanding of confusing you with Tan Yi to continue, would you?]
At the meeting, Tan Su picked up his phone, read the message, and casually sent a message: [OK].
When Li Li entered the office the next day, all the flowers she had painstakingly arranged the day before had been cleaned up by the cleaning staff.
Completely bewildered, before she could even ask the cleaning staff for clarification, the General Manager's Office released a new regulation.
To ensure the Group's compliance management, Yanqi employees are prohibited from accepting any gifts or monetary gifts of any value or form from external parties.
The reporting process for violations is as follows.
Li Li: Is that what I meant?!
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Author's Note: [Crying] The next chapter is out!
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