“It’s really tiring.”
Jiang Qi, who was in the crib at home, said: ...
Is his father sick?
"We are siblings. We just need to go. You don't need to send anything."
It’s so annoying. There really needs to be a standard for gifts.
For example, you should send a certain thing on a certain day. How convenient is that?
This will save you from racking your brains to think over and over again, and then feeling that nothing is suitable.
"Give him a red envelope as a token of your gratitude for buying him diapers."
Jiang Li couldn't help laughing.
"Be careful, Yueyue, I'll pull out your oxygen tube later."
She crunched on the fried chicken legs, which were boneless and didn't need to be removed. She ate each one in three or five bites, and it was extremely satisfying.
"Wang Mian."
She looked at the office door and shouted.
Soon, Wang Mian walked in.
"Mr. Jiang."
"Contact this fried chicken shop..." He handed him the bag of medicine, "and see when they have time and are willing to take a large order and come to our restaurant to help cook a delicious meal."
Then, hand him a piece of fried chicken.
Wang Mian thanked him and took it. He took a bite and found that the taste was indeed very unusual.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I'll contact them right away."
I just contacted a hot pot restaurant some time ago, and now I want to contact one for fried eggs.
And they are all big orders.
The nature of his job is still very simple.
Of course, in addition to helping deal with the boss's occasional non-work-related requests, he still has a formal job in the company.
Yes, the salary is also very high.
Before leaving, Wang Mian turned around and looked at Jiang Li, "Mr. Jiang, you haven't forgotten the cocktail party tonight, right?"
Jiang Li said: "Remember this, you must accompany me tonight."
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