"It's all Zhou Yanzhi's fault. He worked so hard last night." Xiao Yu muttered to himself, rubbing his stomach unconsciously. He didn't know what was wrong with that guy these past few days. He knew he was going to be arrested, but he still worked hard from dusk to dawn every day. Especially in the past three days, it was simply...
"Why are you wearing this?" Something hit him. Xiao Yu looked down and saw a string of Vajra Bodhi beads wrapped around his right wrist. It was given to him by the monk Yong Huan. Not only that, he also wore a ring on his left ring finger.
Xiao Yu: ...
Wake up and find yourself married?
Xiao Yu didn't know how to complain about Mr. Zhou! He got up and hurried to the bathroom. After taking care of his physiology and hygiene, he simply washed up, looked at his neat clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
A plane with such a large bedroom must be a private jet, Xiao Yu thought as he looked around. Then, he paused.
What did he see?
Xiao Yu took a step back from the plane lobby. After a while, he secretly stretched his head to look again, and it was still the same -
In the low-key, luxurious, stylish and simple airplane lobby, several well-dressed middle-aged and elderly gentlemen are gathered on several groups of luxurious leather sofas, some writing furiously, while others typing away on their laptop keyboards.
Isn't this too curly?
Xiao Yu suddenly felt ashamed. He just wanted to stay in bed and even wanted to stay in bed for half the morning.
Thinking about it now, I really feel ashamed of my ancestors.
He is so lazy!
Zhou Yanzhi is constantly refreshing his understanding of successful people.
Isn’t it said that successful people and big companies all look for professional managers?
Why are Zhou Yanzhi and his subordinates so stubborn?
"Mr. Xiao, do you think it's possible that those who have meetings with the prince every day are the group's professional managers?" After a long time, Special Assistant Su gave Xiao Yu the answer.
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